Blue and White Society

  Chapter 351 Block counterattack

  Members learn many fighting methods, countless skills summed up by the predecessors of the past dynasties, known as breaking the world's martial arts.

   But the assassins are not bad, they are an ancient organization, mastering real assassination techniques.

   Lord Gou once told Mo Poor that the assassin's moves cannot be deciphered, because there are no moves at all, and there are no rules to follow.

   Using an inconceivable angle, inconceivable speed, precisely and gracefully piercing the Hidden Blade into the vitals, is their move.

  Countless times of training, day after day, year after year of hard work, they have practiced wonderful card vision and body skills, and the awareness of finding the best assassination path in an instant is the essence of their martial arts.

  With agility and consciousness, coupled with the speed and strength of the shot brought by strong physical fitness.

   They don't need moves at all, they have the consciousness of a king, fast, precise and ruthless is enough, and they can kill with one blow.

   Coupled with the teamwork of multiple assassins, once members of the club are approached, they will be surrounded and killed.

  At this moment, Mo Poor deeply felt how terrifying such a sharp strangulation was, and at the critical moment, he decisively chose to use a human sword to defend against each other.

  You have no tricks, and neither do I.

  The sword moves the hand, not the hand moves the sword.

  Assassin card perspective, only Mo Poor can see the Hidden Blade, so Mo Poor can attack the Hidden Blade.

  Seeing it with the eyes, with a thought, the sword is shot, there is no need to think about moves, no need to think about how to block, just hit it with all your strength, won't it just bounce off?

  Although the physical fitness is slightly inferior, it is a big deal to block and not counterattack.

  Assassin is fast and ruthless, and he is also fast and ruthless.

  Mo Poor's reaction speed is very fast, and after injecting the wisdom potion, he can perfectly focus on two purposes.

  Fighting people with swords makes them more proficient, and can be used instinctively like conventional routines.

  Sword shot, people follow, Mo Poor can accelerate without brains!

  The body keeps exerting force, the hand keeps accelerating, and the sword becomes faster!

   It's like a toy four-wheel drive. Does it have a steering wheel? No need, as long as you continue to accelerate on the runway, the motor is powerful enough.

  The track itself constrains it, ensuring that it can reach the finish line no matter how fast it is, so the fight is a speed.

  The same is true for the sword in Mo Poor's hand.

  Fast, accurate and ruthless, for him, it is just to clench the dagger tightly and exert force, and it is enough to speed up the hand speed as much as possible, fast and ruthless.

   As for quasi... that is a matter of the universe, what does it have to do with him, Mo Poor?

  The trajectory of the universe depends on it. Anyway, Mo Qiong used his brainless force and accelerated the speed of stabbing the sword. How could he stab the Hidden Blade before the Hidden Blade pierced him!

  Think clearly, use force without thinking, leave the trajectory of the sword to the characteristics, and the man and the sword form a precise and gorgeous spiral cold light.

"what?"

  The six assassins were overwhelmed, and their spines were sweating from the incomparable agility of six blocks per second, which reminded them of their own master assassins.

  The masters are definitely the top martial arts masters of the Lanbai Club. Six of their assassins attacked six parts from six angles, and all of them were bounced away while the daggers were flying.

   This is something that can only be achieved by the perfect natural harmony of eye-hand-brain coordination. In their Little Brotherhood, only a few people can do it.

   "We made a mistake, this young man is not a newcomer." Such thoughts flashed through their minds instantly.

  Mo Poor is naturally very young, only twenty-four years old. Even if he is a member, judging by the experience of assassins, he will not be very strong. He is just an ordinary new member.

  They lured one away, surrounded and suppressed this single person, thinking that they would kill him, but they hit the iron plate. This young man is not only good at marksmanship, but also even more terrifying with sword skills.

   But so what? You can't kill a member who is alone, let alone two together!

  They changed their minds sharply, without any intention of retreating, they adjusted their positions and attacked again.

  The assassins are in the current state, and their wills are protected by the effect. Although they are shocked and realize that the assassination may fail, they are not afraid, let alone panic.

   Instead, they showed their strength calmly and sharply, tried their best to assassinate, even if they died, they would not regret it.

   "Ding Ding Ding!"

   Mo Poor turned around and saw the cold light again, so naturally he didn't dare to delay for a second, he kept blocking with his heart and hands.

  This time it's not just the Hidden Blade, but also the Throwing Knife.

  Because the increase in attack methods seems to have affected their positioning, so that now when the Moqiong Spinning Top rotates, three or four figures in black can be seen at a time.

  But he still blocked and didn't counterattack, because he really couldn't handle it.

  Reaction and strength are still a lot worse. It is hard enough for him to block, and he is reluctant to protect people. If he makes a mistake, he will be fatally hit.

   "Phew!"

   "Ding Ding!"

  Haman's neck was raised, and occasionally he was stepped on. He could see Mo Poor keeping his hands and feet, turning around endlessly, and he was actually using his sword with both hands to protect his body.

  There was a flying sharp blade, and Mo Poor's sword knocked it in mid-air, and it bounced straight away.

   Wait a minute, not a sword...

  Mo Poor only carried a dagger on his body, but at the moment the other hand was holding a throwing knife thrown by the enemy.

   It seems that it was caught without knowing when.

  Where can Haman see clearly? Lie on the ground, he only felt that the people on both sides were dazzled and not human.

  Mo Qiong's eagle-like eyes, surrounded by bulging veins, are extremely sharp, and can capture all moving things in the field of vision with just one turn.

  Hands out together, with one mind and two purposes, one man and one sword fight each other, and two wields combine.

   I don't know how long the fight took, I guess it took half a minute, and suddenly a gunshot!

   "Boom!"

  Haman was taken aback, and Mo Poor was also deeply shocked. He recognized that it was a sniper rifle.

   "Ding!" He was too slow to block a throwing knife, almost stabbing Haman in the forehead.

  Haman broke out in a cold sweat, realized that Mo Poor was disturbed for a moment, and cursed: "Which **** can shoot! Don't shoot indiscriminately!"

  He thought it should be a gunman trying to protect himself fired a shot.

  Harman's gunmen have been unable to intervene since the assassins approached.

  Six assassins circled around Mo Poor. They hid behind the bunker. As long as they dared to show their heads, one of the men in black would throw a small sharp bullet and shoot them.

  So they didn't dare to stand up and shoot at all. Even if they did shoot, they were afraid that they would not be able to shoot accurately. Instead, they would accidentally injure Haman or Mo Qiong, so they could only shrink their heads and watch the battle.

  The bodyguards broke out in a cold sweat when they saw Mo Poor's melee fight with the assassin, every second was extremely dangerous, and they thought it was a fight between gods.

  How dare they bother? Who fired this shot?

   "Boom!" Another shot.

  At this time, Mo Poor already knew who fired the shot, because he saw the bodies of the two assassins fall one after another.

  The one who dares to shoot the assassin in this chaotic situation without fear of accidental injury, except for him is Lord Gou.

   "A team of people has been dispatched! Let them all stay!"

   Lord Gou’s voice came, another sniper shot, and an assassin fell down.

   Members have advantages against assassins, because they focus on training assassination, they are not as omnipotent as members.

  The Blue and White Club has advanced technology, rich wealth and excellent weapons, so every member of the club is a master of weapons.

  Ordinary assassins face guns, and use eagle eyes to avoid vital points. Mentor-level assassins can dodge bullets, but if the bullet turns around, it will hit.

Even if they don't cheat like Mo Poor, the members keep their distance, and shoot a few more arcs that are twisted by the air wall halfway. Sooner or later, they will be able to kill them. Hardened.

  Only the few master assassins who are like the pillars of the Little Brotherhood are the real enemies, and they even inherit unique containment items to assist in the battle, which are as powerful as the interpreters of the Blue and White Society.

   Originally, assassins were supposed to be able to travel thousands of miles away with a single blow, but since the members of the club also had eagle eyes, they have become "the ambition to fall into the battle is to die but not to survive..."

  Because running away is no different from waiting to die.

  If you can't attack for a long time, you will be cold when you get support, or pass your back to the members.

It can be seen from this that an assassin was accidentally captured alive by the Blue and White Society, which caused a great blow to the Little Brotherhood. For this reason, a new set of assassination creeds was specially adapted for the Blue and White Society, which is different from dealing with ordinary people. .

   "And me!"

   Seeing Lord Gou coming, Mo Poor felt relieved, the enemy was attacked by the enemy, and finally he was able to fight back.

   With Lord Gou's sniper restraining him, Mo Poor slammed his sword on the enemy's Hidden Blade with his backhand, making a ding.

  Mo Qiong stared at him with eagle eyes, and with all his strength, he drew an arc in his hand, driving the opponent's Hidden Sword to swing.

  The black-clothed assassin stared wide-eyed, and saw that his Hidden Blade and arm were driven by this, and actually reversed the assassination!

   "Pfft!" The assassin's sharp Hidden Blade pierced into his own neck with a cold light.

  …

   p.s: Sorry.

  (end of this chapter)