Eye of Darkness

Yan Ming looked at the young man in front of him and felt a little strange. Based on Yan Ming's knowledge, the other man's attire did not look like a trialist on the trial island, which made him a little confused.

"Who are you?"

Yan Ming asked, although he knew it was stupid to ask.

With a click, the black-haired boy quickly removed the life of the young man in his hand, and turned to look at the inquiring Yan Ming, his eyes seeming to see through the other person.

Looking at these eyes, Yan Ming couldn't help but frown. For some reason, when the other person looked at him like this, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

This feeling is very bad.

The black-haired boy didn't speak. He just looked at Yan Ming, with strange fluctuations in his eyes. Yan Ming also felt the black-haired boy's eyes. He felt the threat from the black-haired boy, and his eyes began to look...

Became solemn.

The other party didn't take action immediately. Could it be that this guy had other ideas?

Thinking of this, Yan Ming had some guesses in his mind.

"Whose chosen subordinate are you?"

The black-haired boy finally spoke.

The young man's voice is very pleasant, giving the impression of being gentle and pleasant.

Yan Ming's brows raised slightly. He didn't expect that he would be mistaken for someone else's subordinate.

"Don't you understand the situation first before you take action?"

Yan Ming's face showed a calm expression. Although he felt extremely urgent about the pressure brought by the black-haired boy in front of him, Yan Ming did not take action immediately. He understood that this was not his home court. Once a fight broke out,

, the one who suffers is still himself, he needs to delay for a while, waiting for Mu Qili to arrive.

Therefore, Yan Ming started to fight in such a chilling atmosphere, which was rare, and it was obvious that the other party was not prepared to give Yan Ming such time.

After hearing Yan Ming's words, the black-haired boy's lips curled up into a smile.

"Forget it, it's the same anyway."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, which happened to be seen by Yan Ming. Yan Ming was startled and suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, after the black-haired boy laughed, he took action directly. At a speed that Yan Ming could not react, he crossed a distance of several meters, appeared in front of him in an instant, and punched Yan Ming's chest.

"Bang~~~"

There was a muffled sound, and Yan Ming, who had just reacted, was violently blown away before he could react. Moreover, this punch directly shattered his internal organs, causing him to

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Cough~"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yan Ming's face turned pale, but he still stubbornly raised his head and stared at the young man in front of him.

Is this the kind of power a human being can have? It’s too outrageous! This strength is like being hit by a car. If my vitality hadn’t been much higher than that of an ordinary person, I would have been punched to death!

The black-haired boy twisted his wrist and raised his eyes to see that Yan Ming was still alive. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he became curious and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

"You took a punch from me and you didn't die. It's really interesting!"

The black-haired boy said, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Ming, sweeping away with a whip kick from his right foot.

This time, Yan Ming had the previous understanding of the opponent's speed. Although he still couldn't see the figure clearly, he could make a rough prediction and crossed his hands in front of his chest to protect him. However, the power was really strong. Although the impact was slowed down,

The body still flew backwards uncontrollably.

Bang!

Yan Ming only felt that he was being flung away dozens of meters away, and finally passed through the dense tree branches. His body hit the mountain wall heavily, and then fell feebly to the hillside. Waves of dust and mist were set off, covering Yan Ming.

The figure does not know life or death.

Looking at the dust rising not far away, and not seeing the opponent's figure for a long time, the fighting spirit that had just been mentioned in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his face became a little gloomy.

"That's all."

Before he could make another move, the black-haired boy narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly as if he felt something.

"As expected, those who can be selected will have a skill or two."

As he said that, the black-haired boy turned his head to avoid the slash of Yan Ming, who rushed out like a black shadow from the dense forest on the side. Then he clenched the five fingers of his palms, exerted force with his feet, and punched Yan Ming who was about to attack again.

's words.

When Yan Ming saw the fist that was faintly hit by the strong wind, the alarm bell rang in his heart. He decisively abandoned the military knife and shot it directly towards the eyebrows of the young man in black.

Naturally, Yan Ming's actions did not escape the eyes of the black-haired boy. Seeing a military industrial knife flying from in front of him, the black-haired boy did not attack again. If he was hit by the military knife that came at a rapid speed, even if

He was going to suffer too. Thinking of this, the black-haired boy closed his fist and slid a dagger from his sleeve, making a slash.

However, at this moment, I saw Yan Ming pull it out from nowhere, and swung it forward, and a handful of sand and dust sputtered out like mist.

Rao was a young man with black hair. He was stunned for a moment by Yan Ming's actions. He felt the sand rushing towards his face and subconsciously closed his eyes.

clang!

Directly knocking the military knife projected by Yan Ming into the trees nearby.

The black-haired boy had a gloomy look on his face. He watched the dust disperse and Yan Ming disappeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Don’t talk about martial ethics!

But for Yan Ming's actions, the black-haired boy was just a little surprised, that's all. It would be too ridiculous for the other party to defeat him with such an attack, so as long as the other party is not a fool, then doing such a

The purpose of useless attacks is to disrupt vision.

"Huh? This guy's reaction is pretty quick."

The black-haired boy's face showed interest. It seemed that he still overestimated the other party.

Although the opponent was able to drag and receive his blow, in such a short period of time, he quickly moved from the open space in front of the stone wall over there to the nearby dense forest to hide his figure, and then tested the gap between himself and the opponent, and then quickly

It was a very good judgment to evacuate from the situation that was not conducive to him, but for this kind of cat-and-mouse hide-and-seek method, the black-haired boy felt nothing but trouble.

The black-haired boy walked towards the nearby woods. He stopped when he reached the edge of the dense forest, looked around at everything around him, and couldn't help but smile.

I saw some blood stains on the leaves in the surrounding dense forest, which obviously exposed the other party's traces.

The trail of blood led to a giant tree several meters wide not far away. Looking at the giant trees several meters high over there, the black-haired young man chuckled.

"Interesting! I want to see what you are going to do."

As the black-haired boy spoke, he suddenly jumped up, spun in the air, and crashed into a huge tree in front of him.

"Plop!"

The huge tree was knocked out of a big hole by the black-haired boy's body. The black-haired boy's body stagnated in the air for a second, and then fell steadily. His legs were slightly bent, his body was slightly arched, his waist was straight, and there was a fierce killing intent.

It erupted from the black-haired boy's body.

Not here?

"Since you want to play, then I will play with you!"

A coldness flashed across the eyes of the black-haired boy. He ignored the broken giant tree under him and rushed towards another big tree. He climbed over lightly and stepped on the broken branches with his feet.

, relying on the elasticity of the branches, the black-haired boy looked for traces of Yan Ming everywhere.

This scene made Yan Ming, who was standing not far away watching, look ugly.

"This guy is so physically strong and can perform such dangerous actions. How did he do it?"

Yan Ming couldn't help but think secretly in his heart, and the surprise in his heart could not be expressed in words.

This guy's strength is really difficult to understand. After all, so far, Yan Ming has never seen his own strength. Such a power beyond the limit. Judging from Yan Ming's estimation, the opponent is enough to crush some with physical strength.

An ordinary elf.

But Yan Ming was only surprised for a moment, and then he could only accept it silently. After all, this is a world where supernatural elves live. It is not incomprehensible that there are some monsters among the human crowd.

What's more, Yan Ming also recalled the scenes in the Pokémon anime where the silly Xiaozhi could lift a giant tree several meters long without breathing, and was fine even after being attacked by elf electric shocks and other attacks. Yan Ming couldn't help but feel in his heart.

I feel that it is indeed a human being who can still stand in a world with elves. I am afraid that the average physique of humans in the elven world is much stronger than his previous life.

However, Yan Ming did not feel speechless. After all, he himself should have such a physique, and with the blessing of Golden Finger, as long as he has time, he may not be inferior to the other party.

Just thinking that such a terrifying guy from the other side was selected to participate in this trial, Yan Ming sighed in his heart, could such a strong guy be the guy ranked first?

But then, Yan Ming recalled the black trench coat of the other party, and then thought about the crushing strength shown by the other party, and suddenly guessed in his heart that the other party was not a trialist?

When he thought of this, Yan Ming's mood suddenly became much lower.

He is not a trialist...but he can appear on the trial island. Could he be from the Viper Instructor's side? No...if he is really from the Viper Instructor's side, why would he kill so many trialists? Judgment

The Rockets will never do this without any reason. If an organization wants to carry out internal operations in an orderly manner, an iron rule is very important, and it is fundamental.

But no matter what the identity of the other party is, it is certain that the other party wants to kill him.

And the opponent's strength is so powerful that I can't even block a move of the opponent. My three-legged cat skills are simply not enough to match the mysterious black-haired boy in front of me. What's more, in the face of absolute power, my skills are...

It's useless. The strength of this black-haired boy is far superior to his. This gap makes him don't know how to resolve it.

The original plan was to delay time and arrange a backup plan to wait for Mu Qili's support, but based on Yan Ming's estimation, even if Mu Qili arrived, judging from the strength shown by the opponent now, he and the others would not necessarily be able to do so.

Can compete with the opponent head-on.

Moreover, his body is still injured and his strength has dropped a lot. If he continues to fight, even if he wins, he will pay a heavy price. In this way, he will have no hope of winning, and even his life will be at risk.

Can't keep it, so...

Yan Ming's head was spinning rapidly. He was constantly analyzing his current situation and thinking about how to deal with it. However, the more he thought about it, the more blank his mind became. There were too few favorable conditions for him at present.

In this way, he had no choice but to focus on the enemy in front of him. Yan Ming believed that since the danger came from the other party, the solution also needed to be found on the other party. Maybe there was a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming waved the blood on his hand that was deliberately stained in order to leave traces. He didn't think that disturbing some directions would delay it for long.

Looking at the elf ball in his hand, Yan Ming put the empty elf ball in his left hand back to his waist. Yan Ming needed a chance, an opportunity that could determine victory or defeat.