The gravel dust slowly settled down. In the underground passage full of choking gunpowder smell, after the explosion of a sufficient bomb, a burnt hole appeared on the exterior wall, and even the surrounding walls were covered with cracks.

"It looks like it works." Kyle stepped forward again and shrugged.

"Yes. As long as there are three such powerful bombs superimposed, the exterior wall of the corridor can be broken." Weiss agreed.

"This is easy to deal with." Kyle was about to continue to draw the card when suddenly a sharp sound of wind breaking sounded from the passage behind him, and an extremely dangerous feeling came to his heart, causing the back of his neck to cool slightly.

Almost instinctively, Kylexun lowered his head and just made this reflexive action. A silver-white knife light almost passed by the top of his head, cutting off a few threads.

While avoiding the fatal blow, Kyle looked cold and used a counterattack to push his elbow towards the enemy. The end of the elbow still fell into a ball of air.

The opponent actually slashed with sound, and there was no pause in the back, so he easily avoided his exquisite counterattack at close range!

All of this is born between lightning and fire. With the eyes of ordinary people, only by slowing down more than three times can we see clearly in an instant. The two have completed a tentative game.

"So fast!" Kyle was shocked, his body muscles were tense as if they were facing a great enemy. He turned around and his eyes shone with a cold light.

That was the man with two hands in a sickle-shaped form that was promoted to one of the semi-finals. He looked like someone who had found a good prey. He stared at Kyle in high spirits and said with a faint appreciation: "You can avoid my quick slash, a good reaction, you are indeed very powerful."

"Why do you want to attack me?" Kyle asked coldly. He jumped out for no reason and slashed him. He had already been so angry when he encountered it, but now the most urgent thing is to get out first and don't want to be entangled by the inexplicable challenger here.

"Why? The strong prey on the strong is the king. This is the eternal and unchanging law of the universe. How can there be so many whys?"

The sickle man smiled, his narrow eyes showed a cruel and inhumane light. He raised his sickle and said, "I am the blade clan of the Z-type planet. Our race is born to exist for battle and slash. As soon as he arrived at the planet Saka, I killed the heads of all the creatures I saw!"

He licked his lips and continued, "The ruler called the 'grandmaster' said that as long as I can win the championship game, I will forgive my sins, but who wants his forgiveness? As long as I can fight with powerful creatures, cut off the heads of the strong, taste the blood of the strong, that's enough!"

"Master. There is no doubt that this is a perverted creature of the killing system. It has no purpose in attacking life, just for its own pleasure." Weiss whispered in Kyle's ear.

"I know without you saying it." Kyle's face was cold and he kept a high alert and was on guard against the sickle man.

Things have become troublesome.

"If you can cut off your head, it should be a memorable thing."

The sickle man suddenly took a lunge forward, and the sickle with both hands slashed forward with the strong wind. Kyle was already prepared and flexibly avoided it. The sickle fell on the wall behind him, like a cut of tofu left a smooth slash mark.

If an ordinary person's body is hit, he will be disabled even if he is not dead. Even the physical constitution of a level soldier must be cut off a piece of meat alive.

Kyle is not a gentle and weak person. He was provoked and attacked repeatedly by alien creatures, and his anger that had already been restrained surged into his heart again.

"If you want to fight, you will fight!"

Kyle's eyes showed a cold light, and he suddenly stepped on the other party's hand knife. The man of sickle pulled back, but underestimated Kyle's power. The hand knife only trembled slightly and did not pull it back in time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kyle twisted his body, kicked the sickle man hard, hit the wall and floor of the passage and bounced a few times, raising the rolling dust waves.

But soon, in Kyle's cold gaze, the sickle man held the ground with his hand knife and climbed up. A few drops of bright red blood were overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he grinned and showed a ferocious laugh, "I did not read you wrong, that's right, fight me!"

Kyle ignored him and reached back to draw the card back. He threw two black round rolling items at the sickle man, and quickly took a few steps back.

"What is this?" The sickle man raised his eyes, subconsciously waved his sickle with both hands, and cut the thrown items into half. The next moment, two flames and explosions suddenly exploded in front of him.

"Bastard! Come and fight me!" The scream of the scythe man rang out in a creepy manner.

"Who said you want to fight close to you, a monster with your own double swords? Are you not going to be very fast? Come and chase me?"

Kyle was ridiculous. Now he did not have the protection and defense of the Venom Clothes and the vibrator arm guards, nor the form of the Venom Clothes and the powerful attack methods of the sodium carbon steel sword. He was sick and had no brains to fight with the opponent's monster race that was born for fighting.

If you understand the gap in strength between you, just rely on tools to make up for it.

He thought of quickly drawing cards, high-explosion grenades, shrapnel grenades, etc., and threw them forward like they didn't need money, blocking the passage space.

For a moment, explosions of all sizes continued to resound in the underground passage, mixed with the angry and painful screams of the sickle man.

The narrow underground passage greatly limits its level. The grenade can exert an unusual effect inside, and it is impossible to hide anywhere.

After being frequently baptized by grenades and bombs, the sickle man almost avoided the most dangerous central bombing area every time, his head was still charred and his body was covered in blood and smell of gunpowder.

"I don't believe... you can have so much ammunition on your body..." The sickle man gritted his teeth and raised his no longer smooth sickle again, speeding up his pace in anger. The sound of his body's breakthrough sound was louder, and the strong wind blew away the heavy smoke in the area.

As he broke out of the explosion area in the passage, the sickle man saw Kyle who was stopping in front of him. He just felt joyful and raised his hands to chop off the sickle, but when he saw the weapon in Kyle's hand, his face suddenly changed.

"Don't mess with me!" Kyle snorted coldly, holding the laser machinery in both hands, pulling the trigger, and several dazzling blue and white lasers shot out from the muzzle.

The sickle man avoided, and his body turned into a black shadow and became blurred. He bounced up and down in the channel, and all the lasers that accurately predicted the movement were wiped against its body.

When the degree reaches above the sound, it is really a bit of restraining all attacks.

"Try this." Kyle's expressionless face, holding a gun in one hand, keeping shooting, forcing the other party to get forward.
Chapter completed!