funbook-pk Chapter 15 You Think You've Won? (Please give me some silver tickets!)
Chapter 15 You Think You've Won? (Please give me some silver tickets!)
Quick, quick-witted, and cunning.
This was Qin Yi's first impression of Jin Yong.
From the moment Qin Yi's superb acting skills and keen insight spotted him, he realized that this was going to be a tough battle.
But Jin Yong did not feel afraid.
His muscles trembled slightly with extreme excitement, and his solemn expression twisted into a somewhat ferocious grimace.
The thick arms swung wildly in the gale, emitting a chilling roar like a tiger, forcing Qin Yi to retreat repeatedly.
Jin Yong did not have any long-range weapons, but the brass knuckles he carried on his fists were clearly not ordinary.
The punch landed on Qin Yi's Wind-Breaking Blade, and the clanging sound made him feel dizzy.
This subtle negative impact made Qin Yi more vigilant.
The dizziness was likely caused by Jin Yong's brass knuckles.
Jin Yong's physical abilities are comparable to Qin Yi's, except that his intelligence and agility are slightly lower.
Fighting him head-on would be too exhausting, and you might end up being worn down to death.
We absolutely cannot engage in a protracted war with him!
After realizing this, Qin Yi immediately changed his battle strategy.
He first swung his knife to repel Jin Yong's attack, then quickly retreated several steps, appearing as if he didn't want to get entangled and wanted to make a quick getaway.
Seeing this, Jin Yong naturally wouldn't let Qin Yi leave. He flashed and immediately chased after him, throwing a straight punch at Qin Yi's face!
"good chance."
Qin Yi suddenly paused, then lightly flicked his right foot upwards, throwing a cloud of sand directly at Jin Yong's face, obscuring Jin Yong's vision.
At the same time, he dodged to the right, avoiding Jin Yong's fist, and slashed upwards with his long sword at Jin Yong's right hand that was throwing a punch.
Qin Yi has always had a strong learning ability, and he learned quite a bit from his previous battle with the scarred man.
For example, you can utilize the terrain by dumping sand!
Unfortunately, Jin Yong was no ordinary person and had long been on guard against Qin Yi's underhanded tactics.
In an instant, his eyes turned blood red, and his vision seemed to completely ignore the obstruction of the sand curtain, allowing him to see everything clearly.
As he retracted his right fist, he threw a left-hand punch, intercepting Qin Yi's longsword in mid-air, attempting to blast Qin Yi's weapon away!
Qin Yi countered each move with equal force, and could only grip the hilt of his sword tightly while simultaneously drawing his Desert Eagle with his left hand and firing several shots in quick succession!
bang bang bang-
After another burst of gunfire, both sides retreated five steps each.
Observing the current battle situation, Qin Yi's Desert Eagle had run out of bullets and there was no time to reload.
Furthermore, his right hand, which was holding the knife, was injured; the web between his thumb and forefinger was split open, and blood was flowing out continuously.
Jin Yong on the other side was also in bad shape. He had taken three shots from a Desert Eagle at such close range, and his protective gear had reached its limit and shattered.
At this moment, he had two bloody marks on his body, caused by bullets grazing his skin.
"Huff... Huff..."
The few minutes of fighting had exhausted them. The two were panting heavily, their breaths dissipating quickly in the air, and their figures collided again.
No dialogue or communication is needed; this battle can only end with lives.
The two of them had gone completely berserk. Jin Yong's muscles bulged out, and the veins on them were terrifyingly thick and were now constantly writhing.
His fists rained down on Qin Yi like a storm, giving Qin Yi no opening whatsoever.
Despite the onslaught of the storm, Qin Yi remained unfazed.
Rather than attributes like strength or physique, he knew where his strengths lay.
intelligence!
Since I can't catch Jin Yong's fast punches, then I won't!
I, Qin Yi, have no shortage of courage!
He looked at Jin Yong's serious face, then suddenly chuckled, ignoring the hook punch that was coming towards his jaw, and swung his knife at Jin Yong's head!
"I, Qin Yi, cannot passively take a beating."
"No matter what I'm doing, I like to take the initiative!"
The cold glint of the Wind-Breaking Blade flashed in the darkness, causing Jin Yong's expression to change.
Qin Yi has gone mad!
He's got a death wish; he wants to trade his life for my own and drag me down with him!
There was no time to defend now, so Jin Yong could only increase the force of his right hand, making the punch even more powerful!
"You think I'm afraid of you?!"
You wanted to trade blows? Well, I, Jin Yong, will just beat you to death!
We'll trade our lives for yours!
Qin Yi's blade was gleaming, aimed straight at Jin Yong's head, while Jin Yong's fist came at a fierce speed, the wind pressure generated by the punch even causing Qin Yi's chin to lift slightly.
Just when everything seemed to be coming to an end, Qin Yi seemed to chicken out. He turned his blade and slashed at Jin Yong's right fist.
"good chance!"
Jin Yong knew this was a good opportunity to severely injure his opponent, so instead of continuing upwards with his right fist, he slammed it directly into Qin Yi's chest.
The instant Qin Yi flew out, he withdrew his right fist, and the wind-breaking blade merely grazed the surface of his right arm.
He won this blood transfusion!
thump--
Qin Yi, who was knocked away, fell into the sand, creating a small crater.
Blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, indicating he had suffered a serious internal injury.
"The outcome is already decided."
"You were scared after all, huh?"
A smile appeared on Jin Yong's honest face. He stared at Qin Yi and shook his head.
Qin Yi was indeed the strongest player he had ever encountered so far, but unfortunately he hesitated when it came to fighting for his life.
In this ever-changing battle, such a last-minute change of tactics can be extremely fatal.
"You were a respectable opponent. Dying at my hands is a fitting end."
Jin Yong strode towards Qin Yi. Looking at Qin Yi, who was lying on the ground, heavily injured and offering no resistance, he felt a surge of pleasure.
This is the joy of defeating the strong.
"three."
Qin Yi looked at the sky and suddenly shouted.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Jin Yong paused for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly.
"two."
Qin Yi ignored him and continued counting down.
"If you're trying to stall for time, then I'm sorry, I won't give you that chance."
Jin Yong smiled, shook his head, and quickened his pace.
"one."
The moment Jin Yong stood in front of Qin Yi, he gave this number.
At the same time, Qin Yi got up and sat on the ground, looking up at Jin Yong with a smile on his face.
"You don't actually think you've won, do you?"
"I'm not someone who'll let myself be taken advantage of."
"You punched me in the chest with your big fist, and I only gave you a minor injury? Do you think that's possible?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Yong was about to say something when he found his body stiffen, his muscles began to spasm, and his lips twitched into a bitter smile.
His breathing rapidly ceased, his mind went blank, and he stood frozen in place.
Qin Yi didn't stand up. He looked at Jin Yong, who was unable to move in front of him, waved the Wind-Breaking Blade in his hand, and laughed, "Tetanus, still doing alright?"
thump--
Jin Yong's cold body fell into the sandpit, raising a cloud of dust.
The tetanus virus, traveling at a rate a hundred times faster, truly lives up to its name.