Yang Ni fell heavily to the ground and then quickly got up, but the huge pain in his back made his movements deformed a little.

This battle took place in the middle of a flash, and the whole process took less than 10 seconds.

On the surface, the two people were not sure of the outcome. Yang Ni was hit by a fall, but he also hit the commander with a head hammer.

But this is not the case.

Yang Ni was able to do this because he was able to exert his greatest combat power, but the conductor always underestimated it, obviously he still had enough energy.

The wound that had just healed on Yang Ni's body was torn open again under his violent movements, and some of them had even been torn more than three times.

The conductor patted his hands gently, looked at Yang Ni with a vigilant face and said, "Give up, young man, with your mortal power, you can't defeat me."

Yang Ni's face was not moved at all, his eyes were staring at the conductor, and his feet were constantly looking for the next attack location.

But in fact, he was a little strange.

This train conductor looks ordinary, and his attack methods are all skilled in fist and foot. Although his every move is much more agile than ordinary elderly people, it is not beyond the scope of human ability.

You know, Yang Ni's body has undergone tremendous changes in the past few days in his dying place.

If he could return to the real world in his current state, he could completely overturn a car with his bare hands, which was almost the standard of Superman.

In terms of physical fitness alone, he has long broken through the limits of mankind.

But it's this. When fighting with the train conductor, Yang Ni felt that even the physical laws, spatial principles, and even mathematical rates were towards the white-haired old man.

Yang Ni felt like facing a god.

A true god.

But it was not completely without hope of winning. At least the head hammer made him realize that his attack would take effect when it landed on the conductor.

As long as it can cause damage.

Yang Ni knew that this old man with a kind face had only one actual purpose, that is, to put himself to death and begging for mercy was useless, and he still had to rely on his own strength at critical moments.

Taking advantage of the moment when the conductor was distracted, Yang Ni made a mistake at his feet and rushed over like a tiger pounced on food. The golden shield covered the vital parts in front of him, and the silver knife only exposed one tip, so the best attack angle can be selected at any time.

At this time, the train conductor's hands were still hanging on both sides of his body and did not lift it up at all.

Yang Ni used his movements to control his static situation and took the initiative. Even if the train leader could react at this time, he was already at a disadvantage in time.

However, the strange scene just now appeared again.

The train leader took a step forward slowly, and the foot he stepped out had fallen behind Yang Ni's body, turning into a position facing Yang Ni's half back.

Then he raised his hands, avoiding Yang Ni's front, grabbed the left arm near the shoulder that Yang Ni's golden shield could not protect, and pointed his right hand into a palm, using the palm as a knife, judging from the gap in the back of the silver knife, then directly slashed towards Yang Ni's throat.

His movements were extremely smooth, just like he had rehearsed countless times with Yang Ni. His speed, timing and angle were not bad at all. Yang Ni's charge, which he was determined to win, was as if he had actively collided into the attack that the train conductor had already preset.

What's even more terrifying is that his movement was very simple, just one step, one grab, and one chop. Yang Ni could see clearly, but this series of not very fast movements was handed to him unreasonably, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge.

The conductor smiled contemptuously on his face, and a blue palm appeared faintly on the edge of the palm knife, which was enough to cut gold and jade.

At the critical moment, Yang Ni calmed down even more.

He knew that it was too late to hide at this time, so he could only use dangerous moves.

His waist and hips sank, his body suddenly faded a little, and then his shoulders were pushed out, just hitting the chest of the train conductor who was close to him.

Then he quickly stretched forward with his right hand with his knife and blocked the train leader's palm with his right arm [31 Novel Network       Update Fast].

According to previous experience, Yang Ni was at most struggling to death this time. Although the train leader was slow, he seemed to have the ability to cross space. He could not stop this palm no matter what.

However, the gray-haired old man kept his movements unchanged when he grabbed Yang Ni, but his speed seemed to slow down. He was actually hit by Yang Ni with his shoulders. The landing point of the palm knife changed accordingly, and by chance it fell on Yang Ni's arm that had just been raised.

"Crack! Clang!"

The two people passed by at a very fast speed, leaving only a crisp sound in the carriage.

"Ahem. The young man is so cruel."

The train conductor bent his waist slightly, gently stroked his chest that was hit by Yang Ni with one hand, and kept coughing, but judging from his speaking state, he should be not seriously injured.

In comparison, Yang Ni is much more miserable.

The train conductor had the intention of killing the knife just now. If he hit, he would definitely smash Yang Ni's Adam's apple.

Although Yang Ni formed this palm on the back of his upper arm, under the impact of the huge force, his arm bone had dislocated from his elbow, and the silver knife fell off his hand, rubbing against the floor and slid far away.

"Do you have to struggle like this? You might as well tell you the truth. As long as you are on the unknown, I will be the only king, and your resistance is meaningless."

The train conductor gasped and said casually to Yang Ni.

Yang Ni did not speak, stretched his right arm down, raised his left hand and grabbed the top of his right wrist, and then sent it hard.

Accompanied by a severe pain, the dislocated arm bone returned to its position, but the forearm ulnar had already appeared as a spider-web-like crack.

The sweat as big as beans dripped down the ends of his hair, and I don’t know if it was hot or painful.

“This is impossible.”

Yang Ni continued to speak, waiting for the pain on his arm to slowly subside.

"There is no situation of death in the Huangquan game."

He deliberately said the four words "Huangquan Game" just to see the train conductor's reaction.

But the conductor still looked calm and light, and even his head was covered in white hair, as if he hadn't heard of this word.

"You're right," he replied.

"It may be the case for others, but I have reminded you that this time it is not me who want to kill you, but because you blocked the big guy's way and became [trouble], so I will perform a cleaning mission."

Yang Ni was even more puzzled.

He didn't stay in his dying place for long, and his biggest enemy was Charles at the "Yellow Spring Bank".

But Shire is just a dying person no matter how much he says. Can he become the "big figure" in the words of card dealers in a game?

"Is Charles who asked you to kill me?"
Chapter completed!