Chapter 24: Day 1: Half-crossing strike (2)

This time it went really well...hey!

Seeing the dagger in his hand about to stab Chen Mo's back, Zhang He smiled secretly in his heart.

He had to admit that Chen Mo, who had a soul of Greedy Wolf, was extremely difficult to deal with. To be honest, he had never encountered such a difficult person since Zhang He followed his lord Yuan Shao. If he could take advantage of his distraction and capture him, the battle would undoubtedly be a complete victory.

However, at this moment, Zhang He suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light flashing under Chen Mo's ribs. Then, a wide sword penetrated through the battle robe and stabbed directly at Zhang Zhunwei. Zhang He, who thought he could catch it, would not have expected that this would happen. His left hand subconsciously blocked it, and blood splattered everywhere. The palm of his left hand was actually penetrated by the sword.

How is that possible?

How could he grasp his movements so accurately?

After leaping back a few steps, Zhang He looked at Chen Mo not far away in surprise regardless of the severe pain of his left hand. At this time, Chen Mo slowly turned around and looked at Zhang He with a slightly blue eyes, as if he said meaningfully, "Hey, when he sees that he is about to succeed, he often ignores the threat behind him! - Humph, Zhang Junyi, Chen has been waiting for you for a long time!" As he said that, he slowly pulled out the long sword that pierced his battle robe, and his right arm shook, but when he heard the sound of a sharp sword dragon roar, an extremely powerful force burst out from his body.

Long...sword?

Zhang He looked at the weapon in Chen Mo's hand in surprise. It was a heavy sword that was three feet long and two inches wide. If it were all made of fine iron, its weight would obviously not be less than six or seventy kilograms. However, when Chen Mo just shook the sharp sword in his hand, it seemed that the weight of six or seventy kilograms was not worth mentioning to him.

A guy from an assassin actually used a heavy sword of six or seventy kilograms as a weapon?

This guy has unusual arm strength!

Thinking of this, Zhang He raised his left hand, licked the sword in the palm of his left hand, and grinned, "I really didn't expect it. Could it be that this is your usual weapon? Hey, then, did you use the short blade to compete with Zhang a few days ago because you underestimated the enemy?"

Chen Mo shook his head slightly when he heard this and said lightly, "No, it's just a good use!"

"What about today? Why don't you abandon the short sword and use the long sword? Do you think it's easier to use the long sword to deal with Zhang?"

"It's just a good use!"

"Hey, you guy!" Zhang He grinned, but he was a little concerned in his heart.

What's going on?

This is completely different from the air pressure a few days ago?

After looking at Chen Mo a few deep eyes, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Out of the assassin's keen intuition, he felt that Chen Mo's momentum in front of him was a decisive difference from when he fought with him a few days ago.

Especially...

Those blue eyes with a blue luster...

What's going on?

If I remember well, shouldn't this guy's eyes be blood-red when he uses the power of Greedy Wolf? Just like a beast that chooses people to eat, how could it be...

After frowning and thinking, Zhang He could not figure out the reason. However, he didn't care about it. He didn't even care about his own failure just now. After all, the process of fighting a few days ago proved that Zhang He's life soul ferocity almost completely restrained Chen Mo's life soul greedy wolf. In other words, Zhang He had an absolute chance of winning against Chen Mo.

Ah, if that day didn't happen to disperse...

Looking up at the dark night sky, Zhang He looked at Chen Mo again, with a little coldness on his lips and said provocatively, "It seems that today is the day when I, Zhang He, become famous!"

From beginning to end, Chen Mo, who was holding in one hand, had no expression on his face and did not say a word. His seemingly fearless appearance made Zhang He feel something was wrong.

What's going on?

This weird feeling...

This guy is completely different from the previous few days. If he had heard his provocation a few days ago, even if this guy would not have been furious at Yan Liang and other reckless men, he would have at least showed some dissatisfaction. But now this guy...

Seeing that Chen Mo was unmoved for a long time, Zhang He frowned, then thought for a while, then took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Since you don't attack first, don't blame Zhang for being rude!"

After saying that, Zhang He kicked his right foot and rushed towards Chen Mo with a quick step. In a blink of an eye, he came to Chen Mo. It has to be said that Zhang He lays a solid foundation for martial arts. Even if he does not have the power of the soul, he may not be able to deal with it by ordinary generals.

However, facing Zhang He's aggressive attack, Chen Mo did not move from beginning to end, and ignored Zhang He's circle around him. Until the short sword in Zhang He's hand was about to stab Chen Mo's body, Chen Mo slowly raised his right hand...

"clang!"

With a sound of a golden sword, a short sword was swirled at high speed and was knocked away in mid-air, then fell down, and the deep mountains penetrated into the ground. Not far from the short sword landed, Zhang He looked at Chen Mo with disbelief, and then looked at his empty right hand.

Immediately, with a "tearing" sound, a large piece of leather armor on Zhang He's right shoulder cracked and fell to the ground with a bang.

How...is it possible?

Seeing Chen Mo still holding the sword-raising posture, Zhang He widened his eyes in disbelief.

What happened just now?

This guy knocked away the short sword in his hand with one sword, and then took the opportunity to draw a thread on his shoulder?

Looking at the smooth incision on the leather armor on the right shoulder, Zhang Han couldn't help but feel a layer of cold sweat from his forehead, because he realized that if he hadn't retreated in time just now, he would probably have even removed his entire arm by that kid...

What's going on?

What's going on?

How could this guy have a completely different way of attack than the previous few days?

Thinking of this, Zhang He, who became a little complacent because of Xiao Sheng Chen Mo a few days ago, couldn't help but put away the only slackness. He reached out and pulled out a short sword from the sword sconce tied to his right leg, and slowly integrated into the shadow. This is the life soul trick that is absolutely no less than that of Tianlang [retreating the ground].

It has to be said that the role of the life soul for warriors is quite huge. Even if they have a weak personal strength, if they have a strong life soul, they can still defeat their opponents. Even some life souls are almost unbeatable in their specific environment, and they are simply immortal. For example, Xu Chu, who stood on the rock, soil, sand and other lands, Dong Zhuo, who was not defeated by others, Chen Mo in the process of shrinking the ground, and Zhang He, who is now using the shadow to escape and integrate into the shadow...

To be honest, Zhang He's [Escape Shadow] and Chen Mo's [Retreatment] are indeed the special abilities of two monsters born at the same time. Their strange abilities do have the same skills. In comparison, Zhang He's [Escape Shadow] is not as high as Chen Mo's [Retreatment], but in terms of saving his life, it is far higher than the latter. After all, Chen Mo's [Retreatment] was completely blown up by Lu Bu in the state of Chi Yan Qiongqi, and Zhang He...

At least Chen Mo has not really pushed Zhang He into a desperate situation so far.

Of course, that was just Chen Mo when he used the life soul of Greedy Wolf. The life soul used by Chen Mo is Bai Ze, a holy beast life soul with no dead angle vision, instantly seeing through the opponent's moves, illusions, magic techniques, and the ability to copy it. More importantly, Bai Ze can see the future about three seconds in advance. In addition to the physical strengthening quality attached to the life soul, it cannot bring high-speed movement power to Chen Mo like Greedy Wolf, Bai Ze is definitely strong when encountering strong, and is best at group battles, and even melee battles. In this regard, it is not inferior to Lu Bu's life soul Qiongqi.

The only regret is that Bai Ze's life soul has extremely strict requirements on the physical fitness of the warrior. After all, it can only be seen by the host. As for whether it can be done, it depends on the host's own strength. To put it bluntly, as long as Chen Mo's own strength is strong enough, Bai Ze is definitely one of the strongest few life souls in the world!

Of course, the premise is not to encounter a soul that can completely restrain Bai Ze. After all, all Bai Ze's abilities lie in its eyes. If his vision is deprived, then Bai Ze's monster is not even as good as the lowest level of monster. Perhaps this is what God calls the way of checks and balances.

But then again, Zhang He, in front of him, obviously did not have the ability to restrain Bai Ze. Seeing Zhang He become a shadow and shuttle back and forth in the chaotic battlefield, the expression on Chen Mo's face has not changed at all, because no matter how Zhang He hides his whereabouts, he cannot escape Bai Ze's visual capture. The so-called real terrible thing about Bai Ze lies in the words that Wang Yue said to Chen Mo.

[From the moment my eyes captured you, I was invincible!]

This is Bai Ze!

Zhang He obviously failed to appreciate Bai Ze's terribleness. Within nearly half a stick of incense, he had launched more than ten strong attacks on Chen Mo, and each time he chose to be in a different position and at different opportunities. He originally thought he could defeat Chen Mo Mo, even if he hurt Chen Mo, but unfortunately, Chen Mo in Bai Ze's life soul state had no blind spots and the Mo Zi sword technique that both offense and defense made Zhang He's consecutive strong attacks, but he couldn't get any benefits. Instead, he was scratched several places by Chen Mo.

Perhaps some people may feel suspicious that in such a dim environment, can Chen Mo still see Zhang He's movements with the power of Bai Ze?

The answer is yes.

You should know that Bai Ze's eyes are very different from other monsters. It has double pupils, which is equivalent to the compound eyes of insects. Even at a few seconds, it can still accurately grasp the movement of objects. Unless it is in a completely dark environment where you can reach out and see your five fingers, it can instantly capture the opponent as long as there is a trace of light. After all, this is a crucial sense that Bai Ze can reflect all his abilities. It can be said that Bai Ze can lose any other part, but he must not lose his vision.

It has to be said that the conflict between the souls of the life and soul of the martial artists in the world does have its mystery, just like Zhang He, who is now. He almost forced Chen Mo to desperate situation with the power of Greedy Wolf a few days ago, but Zhang He did nothing to face Chen Mo who was exerting Bai Ze's power. On the contrary, Chen Mo had the intention of taking the initiative for the first time.

"Liu Pi!"

Under Zhang He's slightly puzzled gaze, Chen Mo turned his head and shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang He saw a strong man in black armor not far away turning his head and looking at Chen Mo blankly.

"Take it over, the gourd tied around your waist!" Chen Mo shouted in a deep voice.

"Oh! - Brother is ready to take it!" Nodded, Liu Pi pulled down the gourd tied around his waist and threw it to Chen Mo. Under Zhang He's puzzled gaze, Chen Mo held it in his hand and then bounced the plug on it with his thumb.

"Is this?" Zhang He was a little surprised, not understanding what Chen Mo was doing.

At this moment, Chen Mo inserted the long sword in his right hand to the ground, and took out the eight short swords from his waist with his left hand and right hand one after another. Then, he lifted the eight short swords in his left hand and raised the gourd in his right hand, as if pouring something on the short sword.

Hmm?

That's...

Zhang He subconsciously sniffed, sniffed it carefully, and then a little surprised appeared on his face.

Grease oil?

As if seeing through Zhang He’s thoughts, Chen Mo looked at him and said in a deep voice, “No, it’s tincture!—Since I’ve calculated that you want to cross the river from the downstream in secret, how could you not ask your soldiers to prepare tincture oil so that you can burn the pontoon bridge you are building?"

Zhang He was stunned when he heard this, then smiled relievedly, shook his head and said, "No, Zhang is not puzzled by this matter. Zhang just doesn't understand. Why do you think that this pot of tincture oil can deal with Zhang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo sneered, and then said meaningfully, "Mr. Chen just wants to try it. What else can you, Zhang Yi do without a shadow!"

Zhang He was stunned when he heard this, then looked at Chen Mo with a giggle, saying, "What are you talking about? Do you think that there is no other shadow nearby to limit Zhang? It's so naive. Have you forgotten that even without shadows, Zhang still advances and retreats without any obstacles..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Mo.

"Really?"

For a moment, Zhang He's voice stopped abruptly. After a few breaths of silence, he took a deep breath and chuckled and said, "Of course!"

"Okay!" Chen Mo chuckled, threw the oil gourd in his hand under his feet, and said lightly, "Then let Chen try it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a short sword in his right hand and rubbed it hard on the blades of the other seven short swords in his left hand. But a trace of fire burst out, and the short sword in his hand ignited a flame. Before Zhang He could react, the short sword in his right hand threw up, just about two feet behind Zhang He. It has to be said that Chen Mo's grasp of strength is indeed unique.

Turning his head and looking at the burning short sword behind him, Zhang He frowned, and after looking at Chen Mo again, he chuckled and said, "Hey! Even so, Zhang doesn't want to continue playing with you!"

As he said that, he quickly headed to the left, and just as he was about to raise his foot, a burning short sword blocked his way, as if Chen Mo had already expected it.

"..." Zhang He frowned and suddenly turned around and rushed to the right side, but followed by another burning dagger that blocked his way.

"Brush..."

In just a blink of an eye, Chen Mo swung six short swords in a row, trapping Zhang He in a range of only about half a foot in size. During this period, no matter how Zhang He escaped from anywhere, he could not escape Chen Mo's eyes.

"Swish!"

Two more daggers sealed Zhang He's last direction.

Looking at the eight burning short swords inserted on the ground around him, Zhang He suddenly laughed, looked at Chen Mo not far away, shook his head, and said with a smile, "Chen Fenwei, Chen Fenwei, I really don't know what to say about you. Do you think these mere eight short swords can trap Zhang?"

As he said that, he jumped forward and easily surpassed the height of the short swords. However, at this moment, he suddenly found that Chen Mo's figure appeared in the empty air ahead.

"Go down!"
To be continued...