Chapter 167 The Way of the Sword
As time went by, Su Ming's control of fire became a little slower, and he missed the bugs several times, allowing them to crawl to his feet.
His absolute perception of death allowed him to burn the insects that approached him with subtle operations.
The difference between this fire ability and the last one is that although the last ability had a small range, it was excellent in shape manipulation and firepower output. This time, it was taken from Anthony, so it has a larger range, but the detailed operation is weaker than the previous use of fire.
It is hard to say which one is better or worse. The new method of using fire has a larger range and a higher tolerance rate, but it is not conducive to emergency changes. The original method of using fire has a low tolerance rate, but is very flexible.
"Damn it!" Su Ming cursed.
His super intuition kept reminding him how terrifying the enemy in front of him was. At this time, turning around and running away seemed to be the best option.
After the ultimate human transformation, Su Ming's physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people. He should be able to be faster than the insects. If he wants to run, the other party will definitely not be able to catch up.
But he can't retreat!
There was only one mountain road, and the horse's walking speed on the road could not be faster than these crawling poisonous insects. If he ran away, the swarm of insects would follow him and catch up with Flora and Xia Xiaoyu who were heading to the next village.
The Plague Messenger is best at group attacks. Flora and Xia Xiaoyu's participation in the battle will only make the situation worse.
Su Ming knew very well that he could not protect them, and now he could not hold on on alone.
Therefore, a one-on-one fight between him and the Plague Bringer was the best way to fight! He had to stop him here!
The enemy is powerful and dangerous, this is a battle of life and death!
But this is not a battle to the death...Su Ming entered the state he was in before in the Stairs of Fear. His thoughts seemed to be divided into two parts, one part was based on reality, and the other part seemed to have gone to another realm.
He vaguely felt an invisible pull, a thread that seemed to be there and not there tied around his body. The thread was shaking as if it was in fire, as if it was revealing something.
There was a possibility of changing the situation of the battle, and only Su Ming could feel it.
He must seize that glimmer of possibility to win!
At least! At least get within 50 meters of the enemy and then start the annihilation mode!
At the same time, the plague messenger in the distance raised his hand, and several special insects in the swarm spread their wings and flew into the air, flying towards Su Ming.
At the moment of thinking, Su Ming was in a trance for a moment. Several flying poisonous insects passed through the curtain of fire and crashed towards him.
Dodge the bugs' attacks! Activate your powers and burn them!
The defensive action was completed in one go. The closest insect had already flown to Su Ming's face, only a few centimeters away from his face. Su Ming could feel the temperature of its burning.
The sense of crisis of death is stronger than ever before, and it is gradually increasing with the passage of time!
He knew very clearly in his heart that he had to find a way to win!
This life-or-death battle made Su Ming feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, but at the same time, his perception became sharper under this sense of oppression, as if he had long been accustomed to bearing pressure in desperate situations.
Flying insects?
I don't know how many flying insects there are. There shouldn't be too many, otherwise they would have been released. Of course, I can't rule out the possibility that he is playing with me.
So... let's give it a try and see who is better!
Su Ming bent down, tensed the muscles in his legs, and suddenly exerted force!
The next second, he bounced out like a spring, and the flames surrounding his body all sprayed forward , clearing a long passage for him, but the distance was only three meters, and the burning speed of the flames could not match his sprinting speed.
"Blood-made blade!"
Su Ming waved his hand, and blood flowed out from his palm, spilling into the air, and turned into four daggers in the air, stabbing towards the ground!
Of the four daggers, three were inserted into the ground, and one failed to penetrate the hard rock.
Among the three daggers inserted into the ground, two of them were crooked, and it was obvious that they were not inserted deeply, while the last dagger was almost half embedded in the ground!
"That should be the case." Su Ming muttered to himself.
His heart was beating fast because he was about to implement a crazy idea. The dagger just now was just a test, and the highlight was coming next!
Su Ming waved his hands again to shake off the blood, and two long swords formed in the air and fell freely.
He carefully calculated the strength of the blade and the direction of insertion. In order to ensure that the blade could penetrate the hard ground, he specially made a weapon with an extremely sharp tip and heavy mass. Except for the tip of the blade, all parts were roughened to maintain the minimum level of toughness.
These two knives wasted about 200 milliliters of Su Ming's blood, most of which was used to forge sharp knife tips.
He knew that he would lose more blood next, and if he was lucky, he might be able to successfully stand in front of the Plague Messenger!
The two swords fell, the blades inserted into the ground, sank into the swarm of insects, and the handles faced upwards!
Su Ming jumped high and stepped on the hilt of the knife with one foot.
The long sword sank into the ground for the second time due to Su Ming's weight, but Su Ming kept his body steady!
For the first time, he felt how great a change had taken place in his body. After the transformation to the highest level of humanity, his core muscles and body coordination had grown explosively. Standing on one foot on the knife handle which was only four square centimeters in area, he could actually keep his balance for a short time!
The stop was short. Su Ming stepped on the long knife, then immediately jumped to the next knife stuck in the ground, and kept moving forward like jumping on a plum blossom pile.
After the success of the first two, the quality of the following ones can be slightly reduced, because Su Ming will step on the handle of the blade and press it into the ground at the moment of making the blade, which in disguise saves Su Ming's blood loss.
Su Ming continued to move forward. He felt his brain was about to crash. He only had a moment to step on the handle of the knife. At that moment, he had to feel the transfer of force and start calculating the angle of the next knife, as well as the timing and force of the next step.
Every time a knife was stuck in the ground, Su Ming would lose a lot of blood, because the rock was hard, and a blade that was not of high quality could not penetrate the ground.
Su Ming lost a lot of blood, but his strong physique allowed him to maintain a normal level of exercise despite the blood loss and not get dizzy.
"Jilugal, Sidaras!!"
The Plague Messenger stood up from his chair and laughed. He stared at Su Ming who was running towards him with interest, then waved his finger casually.
Behind him, more flying insects immediately rose from the swarm and rushed towards Su Ming, while he sat down on the insect chair again, driving the swarm of insects to carry him backwards.
Oh no!
Su Ming's face changed instantly. He must not let the Plague Messenger continue to distance himself. He could no longer make more weapons.
The flying poisonous insects blocked Su Ming's path forward, and Su Ming was unable to move quickly while being enveloped in flames.
Now he had only two choices. One was to stop and precisely control the flames to burn all the flying insects.
But if he did this, the Plague Messenger would run away and he would never have the chance to get close to him again.
Another option is to change the route, deviate slightly from the branch line, and choose a curved pursuit, reducing the pressure of defending against flying insects by changing positions. In this way, he still has a chance to catch up with the opponent!
Su Ming observed the positions of all the flying insects. Most of them were on the left. If he moved to the right, he could use the flames on one side to block almost all the flying insects. Very good, let's do it!
All the thinking just now was done in an instant, even Su Ming's leg had just landed on the new handle of the knife and was still cushioning.
The insects below were climbing up along the blade, just a dozen centimeters away from touching Su Ming's shoes. The flying insects in front were flying towards him in a surrounding manner, and his way was almost blocked.
Su Ming was about to jump for the second time, but at the moment of jumping, he noticed a detail that he had been ignoring - he was running out of blood!
At the same time, the Plague Messenger was moving backwards, with dense black bugs crawling all over his body. He watched Su Ming, who was jumping over on the knife, with interest, and a hint of mockery arose in his heart.
This was a brave outsider. He hadn't encountered a human being who dared to confront him directly for a long time. Ever since he became the messenger of plague, even groups of God's favored ones would have no choice but to flee when they encountered him, or even be frightened when they saw him from afar. So the experience of such a head-on confrontation was still very fresh.
But this outsider is finished, there is no way he can beat him. This guy's divine ability seems to be to turn blood into knives and breathe fire.
To be honest, those who are favored by the gods and have two kinds of divine favor abilities are considered very strong among ordinary people, but compared with people like him who are favored by the God of Plague, they are like ants.
The opponent couldn't move quickly through his swarm because his fire couldn't keep up.
If he wanted to get closer to me, he had to change his route, and that would require a new blade. He didn't know if his blood was enough to make a few more blades.
"Durasca! Ludasla Greece!"
The Plague Messenger taunted again, not caring whether Su Ming could understand him or not.
Su Ming had already taken off into the air, but he did not choose to take a detour, but to go straight!
He chose to face the swarm of flying insects head-on!
Su Ming raised his hand forward, a stream of blood flew out from his palm, and turned into a cold and shining blade in mid-air. With a "ding" sound, it pierced into the ground in front of him. Su Ming stepped down with a knife and collided head-on with a swarm of flying poisonous insects!
In an instant, Su Ming's entire body was burning with flames, and the swarm of insects crashed into him.
The Plague Messenger showed an exaggerated smile on his face. He felt sad for the other party's stupidity. That human didn't know that high temperature could not stop the spread of the poison. Even if he wrapped flames around his body, he would still be poisoned to death.
The winner has been decided... Humph, this is really a bit boring.
The Plague Messenger sat on the bug chair, supporting his forehead with his right hand, looking bored.
But at this time, Su Ming was still moving forward!
