Chapter 281 Cutting Technique!

Cutting Technique!

A streak of purple light flashed from the Hand of Death, creating several waves in the air, yet it still hurtled fiercely towards the sandbag in mid-air.

Du Ming was startled. He dared not wait for the sandbag to float over, and quickly controlled Wu Shuang Gou Yue to rush forward. Even if he couldn't get it right away, he couldn't let Happy's people get it.

But character movement was no match for skills. Du Ming aimed at the trajectory of the Cutting Technique and predicted its path. Wu Shuang Gou Yue flew straight towards the direction the Cutting Technique was heading, but the light of the Cutting Technique brushed past the sandbag.

Missed?

The sandbag, drawn back by the Sword Qi of the Returning Wind, did not move quickly. With professional-level skill, hitting this moving target was not difficult. But Wei Chen's Windward Formation's Cutting Technique actually missed. Was it a mistake, or... intentional?

"Oh dear, this mouse, is it malfunctioning?" Du Ming heard Wei Chen complaining. He hurriedly operated Wu Shuang Gou Yue to turn again, but a dark shadow was already one step ahead of him, leaping into the air. The sandbag disappeared into mid-air along with the shadow.

Du Ming angrily controlled Wu Shuang Gou Yue to slash out with his sword, but missed. The dark shadow's movements were quite agile. After snatching the sandbag, it landed and ran away. Happy's summoner, Mo Guang, was already squatting in front, taking the sandbag from the mouth of the summoned beast, Spirit Cat.

From the system notification, everyone saw that this catch was also considered valid, and Happy regained another chance to be hit.

Du Ming, embarrassed and furious from being toyed with, raised his sword and was about to charge towards Windward Formation.

"Calm down, it's just a game," Jiang Botao called out.

Yes, this was just a game. Originally, it was just for fun and a laugh. But Wei Chen's confident demeanor after drawing Team Samsara was really annoying. The three of Samsara really wanted to slap this old guy's face. But now it seemed that the old guy's skill in playing this game was deeper than theirs. Who said young people were necessarily more receptive to new things? At this time, it was obvious that the old guy was using his experience to quickly figure out the knack for playing this game after watching two rounds of duels.

"Du Ming, you attack directly. Leave the sandbag to Wu Qi and me," Jiang Botao decided. From a purely game perspective, it seemed difficult to deal with. He decided to use Samsara's combat power, using attack to contain and the sandbag to deliver a fatal blow.

"Okay!" Du Ming obviously welcomed this decision and agreed very readily.

Over there, Luo Ji's Mo Guang threw the sandbag three seconds after holding it. Naturally, he chose a place where it was most inconvenient for the three of Samsara to pick it up. Then, Happy's three players began to move, preparing to meet the next wave of attacks. However, Samsara had obviously calmed down this time. Jiang Botao and Du Ming's character angles formed a suppression, but they were not in a hurry to attack. Wu Qi's assassin ran to pick up the sandbag, and then Samsara began to look for opportunities unhurriedly.

"Feint attack Windward Formation!" Jiang Botao suddenly issued an order. Team Samsara's execution was indeed very strong. Before the words fell, Du Ming's Wu Shuang Gou Yue had already used Triple Slash to intercept Windward Formation. The Cruel Silence, holding the sandbag, detoured to the flank. Both of them executed it quite steadily. Du Ming's Wu Shuang Gou Yue rushed up, but did not attack rashly. He simply held his position, as if not allowing Windward Formation to move forward.

Limiting the space also limited dodging. Forcibly breaking through was not a wise move in this game environment. The attacking sandbag was a great weapon that could kill instantly. Fighting head-on was impossible for the defending side.

Wei Chen did not do such an unwise thing. As soon as he saw Wu Shuang Gou Yue intercepting him aggressively, he immediately turned. Cruel Silence had already approached from the side, but he seemed not to see it.

Was he luring the sandbag to be thrown again? Jiang Botao observed the changes in Happy's three players' movements. His Wulang was also shrinking inward, responding to Cruel Silence and continuing to put pressure on Windward Formation.

However, these were all just illusions. From the beginning, Jiang Botao had pointed out that this was just a feint attack, a prelude to the next target of attack. As for what the real target was, Jiang Botao was still deciding. Perhaps it would be Windward Formation, but everything depended on how Happy responded after such pressure.

"Force him!" Jiang Botao issued another instruction. Du Ming's swordsman, Wu Shuang Gou Yue, stepped forward and launched an attack directly at Windward Formation. As expected, the defending side was unwilling to entangle with the attacking side like this. Windward Formation retreated again.

"Little fellows, why are you chasing this old man so persistently!" Wei Chen operated Windward Formation to evade while spouting trash talk.

"It's all because Senior's threat is too great!" Jiang Botao said.

"You little rascal really knows how to talk, hahaha!" Wei Chen once again praised Jiang Botao in this regard. However, last time, the praised Jiang Botao attacked without hesitation, so what about this time? This time he didn't. Jiang Botao's Wulang suddenly slanted, and Wulang, who was originally trying to block Windward Formation's retreat, suddenly changed his entire intention with this slant.

Ice Crest Sword Wave! (Bing Chuang Bo Dong Jian)

This skill, which the opponent could not ignore, once again wrapped in a killing intent of fluctuation, targeting Mo Guang.

"Good lad, so it was a feint to the east and attack in the west!" Wei Chen shouted. Windward Formation turned around to save him, but Du Ming's Wu Shuang Gou Yue flashed sideways into the middle, not attacking, just cutting off the connection between Windward Formation and Mo Guang.

Cruel Silence suddenly accelerated, sending out a Arcane Flash, sprinting forward, instantly greatly shortening the distance between him and Mo Guang. Then, Shadow Clone Technique!

This low-level ninja skill, which could be used as instantaneous movement, was learned by almost every profession in the Dark Night series. Cruel Silence suddenly used this skill at the end of his sprint. Instantly, he had flashed in front of Mo Guang. This sudden acceleration had caught Luo Ji off guard last time, and this time, he was still flustered. He had just dodged Wulang's Ice Crest Sword Wave, but he didn't expect that the assassin holding the sandbag would suddenly rush in front of him in the blink of an eye. How could he dodge this sandbag thrown almost at point-blank range? There was no way to dodge!

Hit!

Cruel Silence threw the sandbag at Mo Guang, erasing the chance of being hit that they had just obtained. The sandbag fell to the ground. Luo Ji wanted Mo Guang to run away quickly, but this time, Jiang Botao anticipated his intention in advance. In the game of throwing sandbags, whether the sandbag was caught by the opponent or hit the opponent, it was an interruption of the offensive for the attacking side, so they couldn't just think about hitting once. In addition to hitting once, they had to consider how to quickly transition to the next offensive. So at this time, Team Samsara adopted such a simple and straightforward method. Cruel Silence threw the sandbag almost at zero distance. After hitting Mo Guang, Cruel Silence picked it up again before the sandbag could land. Mo Guang, who wanted to run, was blocked by Wulang's movement. When he wanted to change direction again, it was already too late. Cruel Silence threw the sandbag again almost at zero distance. Mo Guang seemed to have suffered a combo, and this time he was cleanly sent off the field.

Fast, everything happened too fast. Wei Chen and Baozi didn't have time to make specific reactions. Mo Guang had already eaten two consecutive sandbag hits and was sent off the field. Just this one game could show how terrifying the explosive power of Team Samsara, the champion team, was in a sudden.

However, the offensive did not stop there. A second zero-distance sandbag throw, so the sandbag was caught by Cruel Silence before it landed a second time. Du Ming's Wu Shuang Gou Yue had already rushed out towards Windward Formation. Wei Chen instantly realized what they wanted to do. But in the face of such a charge, the defending side seemed so weak. He couldn't stop and have a PK-like contest with the opponent. All he could do was flash and dodge.

Windward Formation retreated quickly, but Wu Shuang Gou Yue chased even faster. Triple Slash opened the way and stuck close. Then, the sandbag flying from Cruel Silence's hand had already been passed to Wu Shuang Gou Yue's hand. Then, Sword Shadow Steps!

Wu Shuang Gou Yue did not immediately throw the sandbag, but used Sword Shadow Steps. In an instant, five Wu Shuang Gou Yues flashed out, each holding a sandbag. Without stopping, without giving Wei Chen time to distinguish the real from the fake, the five Wu Shuang Gou Yues shot out together, and five sandbags flew out.

"This is too rogue!!" Wei Chen shouted in grief and indignation. The five flying sandbags blocked all the space Windward Formation could dodge. Four of the five were fake, but Wei Chen had no time to tell the difference. He could only try his luck.

To the left!

Windward Formation took a step sideways, and a sandbag hit his chest and disappeared.

Wei Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but it wasn't over yet. Just as he went to check whether the sandbag that hit him was real or fake, Wu Shuang Gou Yue shot again, and a sword light flashed out, but it was a drawing sword strike, chasing the sandbag he had just thrown.

Du Ming of course knew very well which sandbag was real. The sword energy of the drawing sword strike smeared the sandbag, but did not cut the sandbag to pieces. Instead, it took the sandbag and slashed it onto Windward Formation.

"Kid...very cunning!" Wei Chen sighed. Touching the body with the sandbag also counted as a hit, and Windward Formation was eliminated.

The interlocking attacks sent the two of Happy away in an instant. The audience was stunned, and even Baozi on the field couldn't accept it for a while.

"What's going on? Why are they all gone all of a sudden?" Baozi wondered as he looked at Windward Formation and Mo Guang, who had been sent to the sidelines.

"Opportunity!" Jiang Botao called out. Du Ming's Wu Shuang Gou Yue had already taken a step forward, picked up the sandbag, twisted his body, and threw the sandbag like a meteor towards Steamed Bun Invasion, who was looking towards the sidelines.

Pa!

The meteor-like sandbag stopped in the air, hitting a brick head-on, and was slapped down just like that. Du Ming was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this Baozi would suddenly come back to his senses, and then raise his hand and throw a brick, actually slapping down his so elegantly thrown meteor sandbag.

"I think this is meaningless!" Baozi said. "Why don't we have a real fight?"