C342 A Hint of Gratification
C342 A Hint of Gratification
Suzuku Ta's reaction was also quite quick. He raised his long blade and put Wu Zewen's blade aside. Then, he turned around and chopped at Wu Zewen's head with his blade.
Wu Zewen had already decided to clash head on with Suzuka. He immediately raised his long blade and fiercely collided with the incoming blade.
This time, both sides retreated five or six steps back. Suzaku Ta Zhu looked at Wu Shangwen's ashen face. It was obvious that he hadn't gained any advantage from the collision just now.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The two of them exchanged more than ten moves. Suzuki Ta's moves were ruthless, while Wu Shangwen's moves were steady and steady.
However, in the midst of this head-on clash, Suzuka gradually felt that he had exhausted too much of his physical strength.
The old saying was very good: Fist might not be strong enough.
Suzuki Ta had no choice but to change his strategy and stop clashing head on with Wu Zuowen. He then began to nimbly attack Wu Zuowen to avoid colliding with his weapon.
Wu Zewen quickly understood that the other party's intention in changing his attack was to exhaust his strength to the maximum. Once he understood this point, he changed his strategy and changed his offense to defense.
Through these thirty odd moves, Wu Shangwen clearly knew that it was impossible to defeat Suzaku in a short period of time. He could only slowly drag his opponent to the point where he was exhausted and was trying to find a chance to kill him with one blow.
However, the truth was out of his expectations, because after all, Suzuka Ta Ku had immersed himself in martial arts for fifty years, and his understanding of martial arts was rather deep, and his attacking moves were also very exquisite. During the process of defending, not only did Wu Zongwen not gain any advantage, his leg was even injured, and was also scratched by Suzuka.
As a result, his movement speed was greatly reduced. Suzuka Ta Ku seized this opportunity and attacked Wu Shangwen a dozen times like a violent storm, forcing the latter to retreat backwards, to the left, to the right, and to the edge.
Some of the blades almost hit his arm, while the other side slashed three times in front of Wu Zewen.
Wu Liangwen clenched his teeth, gripped his katana with both of his hands and slashed at the incoming long blade. Clang! The two blades clashed. Although Wu Shangwen's leg was injured, he was still young and strong after all. This move forced Ling Mu to take three or four steps back.
"Shouting!"
Suddenly, he stopped his long blade, bowed towards Wu Zewen, and said in a stiff Chinese: "Cheng Wen Jun, your knife skills are very powerful. If only a few people in Island Country could be your opponent, it's a pity, truly a pity, you and I were born to be mortal enemies."
Seeing that this island nation's assassin had a respectable side to him, but the opponent was after all his big enemy, so he said coldly, "Why say so much nonsense. If you knew it was a pity, you wouldn't have massacred our Wu family that year. Today, you will pay a heavy price for your actions."
Suzuki Tuo stared at Wu Shangwen and said, "As an island warrior, I won't regret what he did."
Both sides roared at the same time as Suzuka Ta Kan raised his blade and chopped towards Wu Liangwen, but in the middle of the blade, before the moves were old enough to be used, his wrist rotated and turned into a sharp knife, accurately piercing towards Wu Liangwen's heart. This move's speed of transformation was truly too fast, making it hard to guard against.
Wu Shangwen also roared, then he raised the long blade in his hand and deflected Suzuki's blade all of a sudden. Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent opened the door wide, he lifted his foot and kicked towards him.
This kick was extremely hidden. Suzuki Ta never thought that his opponent would still be able to kick him out when he let go of his long blade. His long blade had already been blocked, and before he could defend, he was kicked right in the face.
Wu Shangwen grabbed the empty shield, leaned forward, and stabbed his sabre towards Suzuki's stomach.
However, Suzuki Ta was a master of blade arts after all, so he quickly stabilized his center of gravity. The moment Wu Zewen's long blade stabbed at him, his feet slipped and the long blade drew across his body, leaving a wound on his waist.
Both sides were currently wounded, but Suzuka Ta Ku's condition was much better than Wu Zewen's. However, his physical consumption was much greater than Wu Zewen's so the two of them slowly reached a stalemate.
Wu Shangwen knew that he had met his biggest lifelong enemy this time, so he shouldn't count on the old man to take action. Otherwise, he would never be able to grow again.
Just as the two of them looked at each other, the long blade in Suzuka Ta Ku's hand suddenly flashed, causing people to be unable to distinguish his attack path. Just as Wu Shangwen was frowning, a cold shadow suddenly shot out from within the blade flower, piercing towards his throat at a speed so fast that no one had time to react.
The corners of Suzuka Ta Lu's lips curled up into a sinister smile. He seemed to have already seen the long blade in his hand pierce through his opponent's throat.
But what happened next surprised him. Just as the long sword was about to pierce Wu Zewen's throat, his opponent strangely swayed and actually avoided the long sword.
An ominous premonition flashed through his heart. He wanted to retract his long blade, but his moves were already old. Moreover, he used all of his strength in this move. He was determined to kill, and it was difficult to retract it.
In an instant, the shadow of death enveloped Suzuki, and a cold feeling came from his chest.
A hint of fear flashed through Suzuka's eyes. His throat made a gurgling sound, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground, his eyes bulging out, filled with unwillingness and incredulity.
Wu Shangwen pulled out his long saber, and a stream of blood spurted out from the hole in front of him, splattering all over his body. Under the moonlight, he looked even more ferocious and terrifying.
When Wu Zewen turned around, he found that the remaining island assassins behind him were holding long sabers and walking towards him step by step. The other party didn't use a gun; this was based on the order of Suzuki before the two of them fought.
At this point, Wu Shangwen was full of admiration for the discipline of island assassins. These killers were indeed strict. They roared, raised their long swords, and charged towards Wu Shangwen.
At this time, Wu Zewen wasn't exhausted. The true energy in his body was continuously being transferred into his limbs and bones. He pulled his saber towards his opponent step by step. Cold light flashed again and again, and all the assassins from the island fell into the pool of blood.
After killing these people, Wu Shangwen finally felt a little tired. At this time, the old man also walked out from the forest and looked at Wu Shangwen with a tinge of praise and a tinge of gratification in his eyes.
"Very good, continue." There's no problem for you to face the island killer on your own now. "In this way, we won't be long before we get our revenge."
When the old man said this, he was talking to the vast night sky as if he was speaking to the dead parents of Wu Zewen.
Wu Zewen nodded, looking at the old man's slightly loaded back, and he felt a pang in his heart. The old man had raised him for more than twenty years, and he had even taught him a set of skills. If it weren't for the old man, the Wu family would have been removed from this world twenty years ago.
Thinking up to here, Wu Shangwen kneeled down to the old man with a thump, kowtowing three times.
"Old man, you've raised me for twenty years. I thank you on behalf of my birth parents."
The corner of the old man's eyes moistened as he hurriedly helped Wu Zewen up. "Hurry up and get up. You're treating this old man as an outsider." Your father and I are friends who have forgotten our age. Even without you, I would have avenged the Wu family. "
The old man acting in such a manner made Wu Shangwen very touched.
He knew that Ye Zichen spoke too much, so he acted a bit pretentious. He stood up immediately and walked down the mountain with the old man.
On the way, the old man coughed dryly and said to Wu Zewen.
"However, it's a continuation. To be honest, you really should thank your master properly, but you shouldn't just keep your mouth shut.
In his heart, Wu Shangwen was as clear as a mirror, but he still pretended to not understand, scratching his head as he asked: "Wh-what expression? How come I … I don't understand what you're saying."
The old man was enraged. He followed up with a slap to the head and said, "He …." F * ck, stop trying to be pretentious with laozi. What's that? When are you going to find ten beauties to serve laozi? How about tonight? What do you think? "
Wu Zewen looked at the elder's anxious expression and didn't say anything. Instead, he handed him a tissue.
"What for?"
the old man asked Wu Shangwen in confusion.
"Wipe your saliva."
When Wu Shangwen finished speaking, he had already ran off.
The old man was so angry that he cried out loudly and quickly chased after it.
The Master and disciple chased each other happily and soon arrived at the parking lot to get on the car. Then Wu Zewen drove back on the road.
When they returned to Li Yu's home, they noticed that it was pitch black. Obviously, the two of them sneaking out earlier didn't attract their attention.
Wu Zewen immediately parked the car in the garage, climbed the wall with the old man, and went back to their respective rooms to sleep.
When Wu Zewen returned to his room, he first used alcohol to disinfect the wounds on his body, then used gauze to bandage the wounds. Only then did he lie on the bed.
Thinking about the battle with Ling Mu just now, without a doubt, the fight to the death just now could be said to be extremely beneficial to Wu Zewen. In order to increase his power, other than the opportunities for everyone, the most important thing was to continuously find experts to compete and find his own shortcomings.
Gradually, Wu Shangwen's eyelids grew heavier and heavier as he dozed off. When he woke up the next morning, it was already eight o'clock.
Li Yu had already prepared breakfast. During dinner time, Wu Congwen told Wu Zhangcheng to bring his men to watch every move in the quarry closely and to inform him about the situation whenever the surveillance came.
After dinner, Wu drove the old man to the Four Seasons Spring Hotel. He wanted to invite Fan Zhen Yi to the quarry to see if there were any methylmercuric benzene in the stones.