"Ha~ Hahahaha!!!"
Three streaks of Cold Light intersected mid-air, and in an instant, Motan, using [Quick Stab], appeared in front of Yidong, leaving a large 'X' shaped wound on the latter's chest. He laughed heartily and said, "No worries! If you still have a trick up your sleeve, then there's no hope for my comeback. If you want to kill me, hurry up~!!!"
With an unbelievable angle, the dagger in his right hand sliced open Yidong's left rib. After [Backhand Rotary Stab], Motan immediately followed up with a single-handed mode [Dangerous Iai], sweeping past and directly reducing the opponent's life value to 30%, and then...
[Kidney Blow], [Shattered Ankle], [Throat Cut]!
Yidong didn't even have time to react before he uncontrollably fell backward. His neck was pinned to the ground by two overlapped daggers.
And then...
Thump Thump~
Two black beads fell from Yidong's hands gripping the two placards.
"Oh~"
