Kendo True Explanation

  Boom!

  The scarlet halo behind Isaha exploded suddenly, and the entire area between the two was shrouded in blood red. Wherever the red spread, the halo quickly turned into a magma-like red liquid that slowly flowed on the street.

  Sith smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold and fanatical, and his whole body was filled with inexplicable contradictions. The three pairs of huge black wings behind him fluttered lightly, and flew directly into the air, stepping on the street lamp, and the six bright black wings suddenly completely enveloped themselves. A few scattered black feathers slowly fell. A little bit of darkness slowly began to extend around him.

   Two people, one tall and one lower, looked at each other. Numerous magma-like fiery reds slowly spread around.

  Isaha opened his right hand, facing the Sith. The fiery red giant eyes on the back gradually turned dark red.

   "Who!" He suddenly looked towards the warehouse door on the other side.

  Sith also looked in that direction at the same time. It was only discovered that he was able to deceive himself to such a close distance. It can be seen that the strength of the visitor.

   At the entrance of the warehouse, the place that was supposed to be illuminated by street lights was abnormally dark. A slender figure slowly came out of the darkness. This is a young woman like a falcon, with a delicate face, short black hair tied with a short ponytail, and a calm expression. He was casually wearing a dark purple windbreaker, the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing the black tube top and dark trousers inside, and the black boots stepped on the cold street, making a crisp clicking sound.

   "I'm passing by, you continue." The woman said casually. Isaha narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Sith, and withdrew his hand. Countless fiery red magma around him quickly sank into the red ripples behind him, and the two huge eyes also slowly disappeared into the air. He pressed the brim of his hat, turned around and disappeared in an instant.

  The entire street regained its original calm, as if there had been no fighting from the beginning.

  The six wings on the back of the Sith at the top of the street lamp snapped open, suddenly shattered, and disappeared into countless black feathers.

   "Sith, don't you remember me?" the woman suddenly said. She put her hands in the windbreaker pockets and tilted her head slightly.

  Sith jumped lightly and landed directly on the ground in front of the woman.

   "What are you doing here?"

   "Old friend for so many years, you don't miss me at all. It really makes me so sad." The woman smiled. "Besides, I saved you once just now."

   "Save me?" Sith's face darkened, "You think I can't kill him?"

"At least it's impossible for you now. How did you get such a serious injury?" The woman snapped her fingers lightly, and the countless transparent ripples around her instantly dissipated. Passing by, the breeze blows the back of the woman's long windbreaker.

  Sith was silent.

  The woman also stopped making a sound.

   After a moment of silence, Sith said in a shy voice, "Isaha, it's really scary."

   "Yes, even in your heyday, you are no match for him. Plus I'm pretty close." The woman whispered.

  Sith was silent.

This was the first time he felt a real gap between opponents of the same level. Even when he faced Yan Shi back then, it was a level higher than the opponent's suppression. He was confident that if he was at the same level, he would definitely be the best. A group of strong people, this is the absolute confidence of every strong person, and the full affirmation of their past efforts and accumulation, so every strong person will not admit that they are inferior to others when they do not see the absolute gap, so every strong person A strong person has absolute confidence in other strong people, and no one will think that he is inferior to others.

   Moreover, at his level, what really determines the outcome is not potential energy, but combat experience, ability restraint, tactical use and other means in the battle. After all, in this world now, there are too few strong players who have reached level B.

   But Isahar seems to be above the Sith no matter what. "You have no reason to provoke Isaha. Of course, I won't ask your reason, but you can't do it alone. Do you want me to help you?" The woman asked with a smile, her smile was elegant and calm and absolute confidence.

   "No need." Sith said lightly, then turned and walked in the original direction. It quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

  The woman folded her hands, watching Sith's back with great interest.

  The matter of An Caiyuan is settled.

   In the end, their joint team failed. For this result, Lin Fei was not interested in caring about it. It is enough for him to get what he deserves. An Caiyuan returned to South Korea disappointed, and Lin Fei boarded the plane back to Southwest Province alone. .

   It only took an hour to return from Jiangnan City to Fengyang City, the capital of Southwest Province.

  When I left Fengyang Airport, it was already afternoon, and the blood-red sunset dyed everything the same color.

  Lin Fei accidentally received a text message from Sith.

  Outside the airport, standing in front of a silver Volkswagen, Lin Fei looked at the phone in his hand. It was silent, and I didn't get in the car for a long time.

   "Mr. Lin?" The male driver in the driver's seat asked suspiciously. He is a staff member of the agency who was ordered to come to Fengyang to pick him up.

   "Oh, nothing." Lin Fei still looked like a middle-aged man. Open the door and sit in the back row.

  The car door slammed shut, and Lin Fei closed the phone cover. His eyes flickered slightly. The scenery outside the car window slowly began to recede, and through the dark windows, everything outside seemed to be silent.

   "Isaha..." He sighed softly.

   "Sir, what did you say?" The driver in front turned his head slightly and asked.

   "It's nothing, it's just that I just came back and felt a little bit." Lin Fei put on a gentle smile.

  In a residential building on the side of the road, next to the city government building in Ping City.

  Chen Jing sat beside the bed in the bedroom with a haggard face.

   "Red Boots is in that fencing club! We should find someone else to catch her!"

  A young woman next to her gave her a helpless look.

   "Such a murderer!" Chen Jing bit her lip and said bitterly, "Aren't you a dream eater family that claims to be very strong? Why did you fail twice in a row? Even Sister Chunli died..."

  Wang Chunli escaped with her from the red boots, but now she is gone. Among the three, she is the only one left. She couldn't forget the fear and helplessness she felt at that time.

  Chen Jing has become a little nervous. She has been hiding here for many days, unable to go out, and dare not go out. The range of activities is only in a room of less than 100 square meters.

  The young woman next to her was wearing a black shirt and trousers, and she was the one who had been in contact with her as a representative of the Wu family.

   "If only it were that simple." The woman said helplessly. "Our actions have been discovered by them. Five contact personnel in a row have died, and besides..." She paused. "Your brother Chen Wu is missing."

  Chen Jing was shocked.

   "Missing? Why?".