Remnant bones

"Cough, uh cough..." Dark blood gushed out violently.

Riki Onizuka slowly lowered his head in disbelief, a long and slender sword like jade pierced through his back from the left side of his abdomen.From the beginning to the end, he did not see... where did that jade knife come from.

A "monster"... a "monster" after all.

It turned out that from the very beginning, it wasn't that he couldn't escape, but that he never thought about hiding.Just to find a "loophole" to attack...if not, make it yourself - even if it is "lose-lose".

He, I'm afraid... No matter how handsome a person is, he is still a human being.All people are afraid, and they can work hard for something, but it doesn't mean they know they will die and still rush forward.He is just a rebel, although due to his strength, no one knows the biggest reason why he will rebel, in fact, it is the same as others...just because he is afraid of death.

In the face of fear, once he chooses timidity and escape, it means that he has lost the so-called "courage" forever.

Once in the land of water called "Hometown", during the war, he met "that person" - that "monster" who had already left the scope of human beings and disguised himself as a human being!For the first time, he saw the power of "inhumans"; for the first time, he experienced the despair that no one can save; for the first time, he knew... how fragile life is.The instinct of longing for survival made him give up his dignity, his ideals, everything and choose to flee.

But now...he wondered if he had returned to the past again, that "nightmare" that made him unable to extricate himself!

The remaining reason told him that the past time cannot be repeated.However, under those translucent white eyes that shone with a strange stream of light, a voice kept shouting in his mind... I will die, I will definitely die!

It was impossible to ignore the fear and trembling that resurfaced in the depths of the soul.Intuition, the most unreliable thing in the eyes of most ordinary people, is precisely what most of them "masters" rely on to survive in endless killings.

It is impossible to see all the attacks with sharp eyes, but often a slight negligence is very likely to cause irreparable consequences.The sensitive intuition honed on the edge of life and death is only fleeting in a flash of inspiration, but it can always play a key role in critical moments.

It's just that the magnification and vigilance of "danger" alone does not have a good side... The terrifying aura that instantly overlapped with the figure of "that person" in his memory made him involuntarily panic that shouldn't have appeared!

Through the pair of bright white pupils in front of him, what Eraki Onitsuka saw was a pair of twinkling sparks...golden snake pupils.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! , Standing tens of meters away with the knife in hand.

Subconsciously covering his blood-spattered wound, Riki Onizuka panted heavily as if waking up from a dream. In just a few seconds, the cold sweat had already made him feel as if he had just been fished out of a pool.The slight sound of the blade rubbing against the sand was the unstoppable trembling of the body... the helpless trembling that almost lost the strength of the whole body.

The man's composure before was gone now.

"Ha, ha..." The corners of his mouth almost twitched, his once decadent and lazy smiling face became ferocious and ugly.Riki Onitsuka twitched his facial muscles without a smile, and the momentary panic was covered by angry killing intent: "Little ghost, you remind me of some 'not very pleasant things'...how can I 'thank' you OK?"

The sharp weapon severed the muscles of the shoulder blades, but did not cause the slightest damage to the seemingly immature slender bones, not a single bit.

As expected, the "monster"... Subconsciously let out a sigh of emotion, no self-mockery, no disgust, just a simple statement.

Speaking of it, this is the real "first time" that I was injured by someone's bones. Compared with the first time Jun Mai died in my memory, it was much harder.Shaking my head, which has recovered a little bit of reason, I habitually obtained the above data due to professional instinct.

"Crack!" The metal broken blade fell on the gravel on the ground, making a crisp sound.Looking at the trembling left hand that couldn't even hold a knife, I frowned uncontrollably.It seems that no matter how hard the bone is, if the trauma is too serious, it seems that there is not much advantage.

Shaking off the remaining blood on Yubaijian's body casually, he looked at the "prey" who couldn't stop being arrogant and provocative in the distance, and there was a slight dissatisfaction in his white pupils.Not to each other, but to their own dissatisfaction.

Just now, if it weren't for the severe pain that came from the left shoulder at dusk, the severe pain far exceeded expectations, and the momentary feeling of powerlessness affected the strength of swinging the knife.That knife could cut open his lower abdomen from top to bottom!Although, my original target was his chest...

I didn't feel it during the activity, but after I got close and stood still, I noticed the height difference between myself and the other party - a full height of one and a half heads.With such a big difference, I can barely reach the position of his lower abdomen. If it is any higher, the movements will be too obvious and unnatural.

This body is still too young... Even the physique of the Kaguya clan, excluding the fatal weakness called terminal illness, no matter whether it is tenacity, strength, agility, or speed, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary people Up.After systematic and reasonable training, even most ninjas are beyond the reach.But there are some things that cannot be compensated by talent... Height is just a little bit.

And the sensitivity of this body seems to be too good.Because the pain during the attack even paralyzed the nerves, it was the first time that I suffered such an injury purely under external force, only to realize that my consciousness could not suppress the out-of-control instinct within a short period of time.

However, such a clear experience is different from a gunshot wound, which is just a little bit of burning pain, and spreads to the stinging pain that can't be screamed all over the body... It's inexplicably exciting!

This kind of trembling enough to make people intoxicated is really a wonderful existence... It's a rare opportunity, you have to enjoy it to the fullest, don't you?Silently chuckling, the opposing side made a provocative but unresponsive rebellion and attacked angrily, interrupting my rare fugue.

Uninterested guy...I raised my left eyebrow, and I subconsciously complained.

"Shuidun. Water dragon bullet technique!" Coming up is the B-level Shuidun. Seeing his effortless appearance, it is obvious that the Chunin I met before is not at the same level as Nishiki Onizuka.

However, at this time, I was not the rookie who saw ninjutsu for the first time.The same attack, the second time, has no practical effect on me.In particular, it is not me who is losing his mind now, but him.

In a battle, the one who loses his calm first is the one who loses in the end.

Waving the Bai Ji in his hand, he cut off the dragon-shaped water bomb coming towards him.On the jade white blade infused with CKL, there was a faint blue fluorescence, easily resisting the opponent's attack.

After a little venting, I didn't have the impatience I had before.With one hand, he resisted the attacking blade of Eraki Onizuka, and taking advantage of the pause in the fighting rhythm, the left hand regained some consciousness, and suddenly there were a few bone-like Qianben that were full of killing intent and went straight to the vital point.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" There were three crisp sounds, and the hidden weapon that came out of nowhere was stopped by the thick flanker without missing a beat.

The ferocious gaze like a wolf is fixed on me.Riki Onitsuka temporarily withdrew his sword, took a step back, and quickly made handprints with his hands on his chest. His speed was no less than that of an ordinary ninjutsu: "Water escape. The art of five food sharks!"

Five jets of water turned into shark dragons, flew out from his fingertips, and besieged me from five different directions.

The coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

This move is not very easy to deal with... Withdrawing the blade, I clasped it on my waist, and I assumed the sword drawing posture commonly used by warriors, took a deep breath, and murmured in a deep voice: "Sword Technique. Five-petal lotus blossoms."

The white lotus, shining with a faint blue halo, blooms in the dark night.

It was too late to let out a dying cry, and the five water sharks were knocked apart without any accident and turned into little drops of water, which drifted down, wet my blood-stained long hair, and rolled down with traces of bright red.

After figuring out my general strength, Rigi Onizuka didn't expect a mere B-level water escape to cause any substantial damage to me, a "monster".What he wanted was the momentary gap in defense under my arm after I swung the knife.

The lone wolf, enveloped in murderous aura, evoked a ferocious grin: "Little guy, go to hell!"