Chapter 973 The First Elder Who Died
ear-ended another car, which only added fuel to his rage."What do you want" Pushing open the door, he stormed in, "Su Tianran, I want an explanation today!"Su Tianran didn't bother arguing with him; h...Chapter 973: The First Senior Elder Dies
Mattarazzi immediately realized that something was amiss. He swiftly swung his staff, a move that didn't match his frail appearance at all in terms of strength and speed!
Bang!
A dull sound echoed as the staff made contact with the door lock, but the iron door remained unscathed!
Clearly, if this had been an ordinary wooden door, it would have shattered under the force of Senior Elder Mattarazzi's strike!
"We've walked into a trap!" Mattarazzi's eyes were filled with intense gloom.
The seven elders came with great fury but hadn't expected to fall prey to the opponent’s surprise attack, which separated them. Now Diaouf was isolated in the room while the six of them outside were at a loss for what to do!
"Find any means possible to enter the room!" Mattarazzi said, swinging his staff again with ferocity. However, no matter how hard he hit, not even a scratch appeared on the sturdy iron door!
"This is definitely a trap! Be wary of your surroundings!" Claudia shouted in alertness.
Inside the room:
After Diaouf entered the room, his instincts told him something was off. Just as he intended to slice Chiu Shanxing into two pieces with one slash, he suddenly sensed a disturbance in the air behind him!
Diaouf quickly turned around, and a sharp flash of light expanded in his eyes.
Mitsuharu Junichi was ready to strike, using all his strength for this devastating sword cut. Diaouf, at a disadvantage, couldn't dodge; he could only hold the black crocodile battle knife above his head!
Clang!
The two swords met with a sharp sound!
The Black Crocodile War Knife's blade was too light, putting it at a disadvantage when facing the heavy samurai swords of the island nation in prolonged standoffs! Although Miwa Junichi didn't cut Diouf in half with one strike, there was now a three-inch-long wound on the latter's forehead!
Blood seeped out rapidly.
"Damn it!" Underestimating his opponent, Diouf had been caught off guard and injured by a sneak attack. He was furious! To him, Asians were all weaklings who couldn't compare to him in any way. How could he not be enraged when he was wounded by someone he considered inferior
Diouf angrily slashed back, aiming his light blade directly at Miwa Junichi's abdomen!
This move had been honed to perfection by Diouf; countless people had their bellies pierced and intestines spilling out due to this very technique.
The sound of clashing blades echoed once again as the two swords met.
Miya Junichi's Wild Blade Technique was already at a certain level. Once he launched his assault, it would be like a continuous and overwhelming torrent!
When comparing individual strength alone, Diouf definitely had an edge over Miwa Junichi. However, if only their swordsmanship skills were to be compared, Diouf would fall far behind Miwa!
This was a man who had dedicated his entire life to the art of swordsmanship; he was absolutely obsessed with swords.
When fighting against Miwa Junichi in a sword battle, one should never allow him to gain momentum. Otherwise, you'd be at an absolute disadvantage!
After dodging that fatal strike, Miya Junichi let out a low shout and suddenly redirected his blade from downward slash into a horizontal pull. The longsword made a beautiful turn in the air, heading straight for Diouf's throat!
Diouf quickly stepped back, leaning backward to avoid Miwa's sword while also forcefully flinging his Black Crocodile War Knife at Miya's chest.
This was an absolutely mutually destructive fighting style. Diouf believed that if Miwa continued charging forward like this, his own weapon would pierce through the former's torso and tear out his heart!
Unless Miwa Junichi decided to throw away his life, he would have no choice but to abandon his offensive stance in favor of defense.
However, Diouf didn't know Miya Junichi; this man was a fighting madman who wouldn't hesitate to risk his life for the sake of defeating an opponent.
Mitsui slightly lowered his shoulders, but the long sword's offensive showed no signs of slowing down. Although it didn't slash Diouf's throat, it made a huge gash across both of his massive pectoral muscles! From left to right in one clean cut! Blood splattered instantly!
The intense tearing sensation caused Diouf to roar out in pain.
At this moment, the Black Crocodile War Knife that Diouf had previously thrown stabbed into Mitsui Junichi's shoulder. The friction between the serrated edge and his scapula made Mitsui feel as if he was about to be driven mad by the excruciating pain, yet he remained silent, letting cold sweat drip down from his forehead.
Diouf, injured by this attack, instinctively retreated. But in that moment of staggering, he suddenly felt a fierce gale approaching from behind!
A pincer movement!
Diouf instantly understood what was happening.
If he turned to face the attack, his back would be exposed to Mitsui, who could split him in half with one sword strike!
The only option was to dodge!
Diouf leaped sideways, trying to avoid the pincer movement. However, the force from behind was much faster than he anticipated, and a heavy punch landed squarely on his back.
Lin Xijue had been waiting for this moment to unleash his attack!
Diouf took this severe blow, instantly feeling suffocated in his chest as if his heart were about to be shattered. He couldn't even breathe.
Who was Lin Xijue A hundred percent martial arts fanatic, capable of killing a bull with one punch. No matter how strong Diouf was, he was still mortal flesh and blood, and this heavy blow caused him serious damage!
A metallic taste rose to the back of his throat, and Diouf opened his mouth, spewing out a mouthful of blood. At that moment, he had no fighting capacity.
And for an opponent with peak offensive speed, this defenseless moment was undoubtedly a great opportunity.
Lin Xijue punched forward without pause, his hands like iron pincers grabbing Diouf's shoulders from behind and gripping them tightly until his fingers were embedded in the flesh.
At the same time, Lin Xijue's knee, infused with tremendous power, fiercely struck Diouf's waist!
Crack!
The clear sound of a broken spine echoed throughout the room, making one's teeth ache.
Diouf let out a miserable scream, like a dying beast, not resembling human voice at all.
After receiving this fierce knee strike, Diouf’s body directly fell forward. With his spine broken, he could no longer feel the lower half of his body!
Miyagi Junichi wouldn't waste such an opportunity; instead of using his Japanese samurai sword, he grabbed the Black Crocodile combat knife embedded in his shoulder with his left hand and pulled it out forcefully.
"Roar!"
Enduring the excruciating pain from the serrated blade cutting through flesh, Miyagi Junichi let out a loud roar; the Black Crocodile combat knife was instantly pulled off his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood in the air!
The sharp edge of the combat knife cleanly slashed across Diouf's throat.
Half of his neck had been severed, with scalding blood gushing out!
Diouf’s eyes were wide open as he covered the horrifying wound on his neck with both hands. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the continuous flow of blood from between his fingers.
He was done for!
Lin Xijue was even more ruthless; he wouldn’t give any opportunity to his enemy. Even though Diouf was already like this, Lin still pressed down on the latter’s head with five fingers and used his right hand as a blade, cutting heavily into Diouf's nape!
Crack!
Diouf's neck bone also broke! His head and neck were only barely connected by skin and flesh.ong Qinpeng far outweighed the importance of his own father to him.But now, Wang Zheng was actually asking for it freeDong Qinpeng suspected that something must be wrong with his ears. Was there reall...