Chapter 2 Section 1

All stories have a beginning. Different stories, different starting points. In millions of different stories, the starting point is the birth of their own hero. Heroes of light, heroes of darkness. More and more, it doesn't matter the arrogant characters of light and dark. The point where their fates meet will brighten each other's lives. The winner rewrites the starting point of the loser's story and gains the power to continue creating legends. And the loser will... long long ago. On Iwo Jima, where not a single blade of grass grows, a tyrannical and swift wind made the ground bow down, and the ore flew away.

The moon, which was so big that it was about to burst, witnessed a battle that would never leave a record. One old and one young. Quickly. One is faster. "..." That young man, holding an iron ax twice as big as a human in his left hand, with a small "J" engraved on it, jumped up and down, and attacked the old man with all strength. Every round of chopping is as powerful as if it wants to chop the moon into pieces. "I didn't expect that you actually went to practice this kind of weapon." The old man dodged with ease, flying in the gap between the axes, and said with a smile: "It is very powerful, but will it not look like a girl?"

It was hard to imagine that the warrior who was holding that super giant ax weighing 500 kilograms and was moving freely would be a slender and tall beautiful woman.Looking at her skills, she doesn't seem to be struggling at all. Another ax fell, cracking the reef under the old man's feet. "Tsk tsk..." The old man took the opportunity to get closer. A slanted blow was made, and with the "theory" of pulling a thousand catties, he pulled out the giant ax that was at the end of his strength, and at the same time used the praying mantis blade of the other hand to slash at the fair neck of the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman didn't have the leisurely manner of the old man who was talking while receiving the move, she hit the old man's mantis arm head-on with her right hand without hesitation, hit the two moves at the same time, and made a creepy sound. In an instant, the old man confronted the beautiful woman with more than a dozen moves at close range, and each move was intended to tear apart the steel bars. "Good boy, you can actually stand up to me... Could it be that the old man's strength is really underestimated?" The old man praised and scolded in his heart, and the strength of the paper fan in his hand increased by 10%.If it is swept by this humble and ordinary paper fan, even the steel plate of the tank cannot withstand it.

"The epee has no front, so great skill won't work. Sooner or later, you will break your skills with this giant axe." The beautiful woman thought to herself. Unknowingly, one old and one young have chased and fought from the inland to the sea. The rumble of the waves crashing on the shore could not mask the loud sound of the ax strike.If you haven't seen how this giant ax ravages these reefs with your own eyes, just by listening to it, you will definitely think that countless shells fell on the shore. The most difficult part of using a heavy ax with one hand is "balance".

Secondly, the disadvantage of this kind of big move that uses one against a hundred is that it cannot last for too long, and the gap between moves is time-consuming, thus revealing many flaws.As long as the enemy dodges the ax strike, he can wait for the opportunity to kill the ax bearer who is relaxed. But the beautiful woman with the ax swings the ax with her thin body, just like holding an ordinary long knife weighing fifteen kilograms, holding the ax in the left hand for a while, and handing the ax to the right hand for chopping. The meaning of the meaning seems to have disappeared, leaving only the definition of nothingness in the textbook.The beautiful woman not only feels excellent balance, but also uses the violent force of the axe to lift her thin body, which is attached to the moves like a piece of paper.

In the eyes of the enemy, only the giant ax exists, and the man who handles the ax completely disappears. no kidding. Try blinking as fast as you can. The speed of this beautiful woman chopping the ax is as fast as your movement just now. Unexpectedly, the master's usual defense is as slow as a snail, and when he gets up quickly, he is still above me. If the fight continues like this, no amount of physical strength can support it.What's more, the master hasn't used his favorite "field". At that time, if I don't have enough energy, I will definitely be eliminated in an instant.

Pointless. Open the cup sooner or later. With a thought, the beautiful woman stopped. The old man froze for a moment, put away the undamaged paper fan, and let it fall. The beautiful woman threw the heavy giant ax on the ground, making a terrible clanging sound. "Finally understand? That kind of immature move that has to rely on a huge ax is not enough to deal with my old man." The old man smiled, looked at the sweating beauty and said, "But he gave up so simply, Not like you." "If you accidentally kill the master, shouldn't it be treason?" The beautiful woman smiled and wiped off the boiling sweat from her forehead, rubbing her overused shoulders.

"Oh?" The old man lightly tapped the paper fan in his hand, narrowing his eyes: "This kind of confidence..." "It can't be called self-confidence, but if you don't take out the baby that is still in the experimental stage, I'm afraid the master will look down on you." The beautiful woman took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and quickly adjusted the restless qi in her body. Because the function is very different from that of human beings, there are not many vampires who can appreciate "Qi", and even fewer vampires can control it.Beautiful women are the best of them.

With gasification power. force-- "Di Wanjun" the beautiful woman put her left hand on her right shoulder: "This is the name of the trick." The old man felt that the energy of the beautiful woman was like an underground volcano that has accumulated energy for thousands of years. It was not only full, but also suppressed and arrogant... The two of them had just fought each other for two hours. Didn't the energy of the beautiful woman be exhausted? ? In the dry sea breeze, the beautiful woman's shoulder blades faintly made a weird cracking sound, as if the internal structure was being reorganized.Wait a minute, the stormy attacks will all start from the shoulders of beautiful women.

No. "..." The nerve between the old man's eyebrows twitched. It won't be like that. The old man felt that the attack was not endless, but a one-hit kill! ! ! The speed at which the beautiful woman entered martial arts was far beyond the old man's imagination. Wrinkles cracked, revealing an indescribably complicated smile. "Sorry, the old man can't let you kill him yet." The old man opened the paper fan, bent his old body, and slowly formed one after another mutually inclusive "fields", summoning all the qi from the hundreds of acupuncture points in his body. Introverted, with all his strength. The beautiful woman raised her right hand high, using the strength from her shoulders to her elbows, driving the loose joints. The entire upper arm slowly rotated, making a dull and strange sound.