Chapter 942 - Brave, Hot-blooded, Fight (1/2)

The tip of the blade flew past her eyes multiple times. Ye Jian’s arm got slashed by the dagger. She held her silver wire in her hands secretly. As she dodged her opponent’s attacks, she looked for a chance to strangle this mercenary to death in one shot.

The life and death battle reached its final point. She locked her opponent’s wrist when he stretched his hands out and took a step back. Then, she stepped on a tree with one foot and jumped over the mercenary’s body. At the same time, she entangled the silver wire around his throat.

“d.a.m.n it!”

The mercenary cursed in his awkward Chinese when he felt something tangling around his throat. Gusts of wind could be felt when he delivered his punches towards Ye Jian’s head. Once he succeeded in hitting Ye Jian, Ye Jian would definitely die in the hands of the mercenary because of the head injury.

After three years of training, Ye Jian’s sensitivity towards danger was sharper than her past life. Her reaction was quicker too. She jumped up and grabbed the tree branches with her hands to evade the strong punches. The silver wire crossed over the tree branches and got entangled on the branch of another tree as she continued evading.

This was enough. It was enough to eliminate her target in an instant.

The silver wire was extremely thin. Once it cut into the flesh, it would be difficult to pull it out. The neck was a precarious part of the human body. If something was wrapped around it, it would cause fear in one’s heart. The person would want to pull this frightening thing away so that his neck would be freed.

The more he thought about this, the hastier his actions would be. The more he struggled, the tighter the silver wire got.

The leaves shook and rustled as though it was raining. One end of the silver wire was entangled around the mercenary’s neck while the other was entangled around the leaves and a tree branch. As Ye Jian kicked the mercenary’s stomach one last time, this mercenary, who was half a head taller than her, screamed from his throat in pain. His fist came down harder and fiercer.

Ye Jian was sweating profusely. She didn’t give her opponent a last chance and kicked him back directly.

This was a real fight. It was gruesome and filled with the aura of death.