2041: C2041 The Thirty-first Move

C2041 The Thirty-first Move

The swordsman was not a foolish person, so he knew what was going on. He could sell the rest for two-thirds of his life, but he had to keep the rest for himself.1

Otherwise, if something happened in the end, he would be the one to suffer. Besides, there were a lot of powerful people in the Lin Family, so he wouldn't be so stupid as to display his full strength.

"Swordsman, this isn't like you. You've never stopped trying to achieve your goals, and now you actually give in?"

Frowning, Lin Tianba looked at the sword artist who still had some strength left: "You are a guest elder of our Lin Family after all, so you cannot lose face like this."

Cough cough, cough cough …

Coughing twice with all his might, the assassin sighed deeply and said: "Patriarch Lin, what is the importance of face and life? I don't need to say that, do I? Furthermore, Lin Fann is already at the end of his life, and there's no chance of him getting away. As long as someone comes over, they'll definitely be able to kill him. "

The swordsman wasn't lying, but it was true. Lin Fann was probably the same since he was so tired. Although he really wanted to act cool, he couldn't act cool like this, and he had shown enough just now.

"You're at the end of your tether, Lin Tianba, do you believe it?"

Lin Fann spat on the ground, then took out an Essence Pill and put it in his mouth. "I'm not afraid to tell you, I just ate low level Healing Pill, now I'm eating Essence Pill."

Inhale ~ ~ Breathe ~

After taking in a deep breath and spraying it out, Lin Fann felt completely comfortable: "It's that easy to see it. I have a lot of cultivation pills and I have a lot of Talisman. I can slowly waste them with you."

"Haha, brat, you seem to be pretty good at acting. You're still acting cool even at a time like this."

The assassin sneered and said, "I don't know how many people I kill every day as a pretentious criminal like you. How much energy do you have left in your body? How long can you hold on for?"

He was already at the end of his road, so he could only try to find time to run away. The swordsman could see through this point at a glance, which further confirmed Lin Fann's hopelessness.

"Swordsman, do you really think that you're still holding back?"

Looking at the swordsman who was still smiling, Lin Fann smiled and said, "Can you tell me how many moves I used against you in our fight just now?"

"A total of thirty moves. I'll remember all of your moves."

Speaking of the process of the battle, the assassin coldly snorted, "You have already used all of your strength in these thirty moves. The current you doesn't have any more strength left, so there is no need to delay any longer."

"I just used thirty moves, and you didn't notice one of them."

Pointing at the spot between his brows, Lin Fann said in confusion, "Don't you feel it? Your acupoint should be a bit stinging, it looks like it's about time."

Thirty-one moves? InTang Acupoint?

Ye Zichen frowned, but the assassin subconsciously reached out his hand towards where the Indian Hall was. He didn't feel anything, but he didn't know if it was because of his psychological effects.

"Anyone who fights with me will more or less gain something."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Fann snapped his fingers: "As a warrior's swordsman, you should know what the result of your attack will be."

Of course, the swordsman knew.

If one was hit by a move on a acupoint, the result would be either serious injury or death, so martial artists would always be wary of the position of the acupoint. This was also the reason why they would directly attack the opponent's face. This was the principle behind this.

But no matter how the assassin thought about it, he couldn't figure it out. He didn't even give Lin Fann the chance just now. In other words, Lin Fann was bluffing, and the so-called 31 moves didn't even exist …

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