The strongest healer

Chapter 192 Instant Kill
Wang Yihu thought thoughtfully for a moment, and finally chose the dagger he was good at.

The power of a weapon depends on the user, and has little to do with the size of the weapon itself.

And in one-on-one close combat, daggers are more lethal than long knives due to their sharpness and ease of close attack... Wang Yihu comforted himself in this way.

He held the handle of the dagger with his sweaty palms. The cool temperature of the dagger eased his nervousness slightly. He took a deep breath and strode towards Song Shi.

The two faced each other, with a distance of about 2 meters in between.

"Are you ready?" the blond instructor glanced at the two of them and asked.

Song Shi nodded and held the knife in front of him.

"Ready." Wang Yihu stared at Song Shi, holding the dagger tightly with a firm gaze.

Both were S-class, but he didn't believe that he was inferior to Song Shi in everything.

Yesterday's loss was an accident. He was just too scared when he first saw the scene of Song Shi beating someone up, and he wanted to quit.

If you have the intention to retreat during the battle, you will inevitably be at a disadvantage.

Today is different.

He has been mentally prepared and will no longer be as passive as yesterday.

The whistle came from the whistle near the instructor's mouth.

Song Shi and Wang Yihu moved at the same time.

Wang Yihu thought about many fighting moves before the whistle blew.

Get close first, stab her wrist, remove her weapon, take advantage of her to pick up the weapon, stab her waist, and kick the fallen weapon away.

While Song Shi lost his weapon, his waist was injured and his movement was limited.

She will be completely at a disadvantage. If he adapts to the situation later, he will win this game.

He thought so and did it.

He was very confident. Song Shi's broadsword was not as flexible as his dagger.

He rushed towards Song Shi without hesitation.

But one thing was missed.

Song Shi himself was a hundred times more agile than him.

Song Shi stabbed him first, and the white blade drew a shining arc in front of his eyes.

He immediately stopped and blocked with his dagger.

Before the one-meter-two long knife collided with the dagger, his eyes were still shining with the light that he was in control of everything.

Song Shi's move was too easy.

There is no difficulty in what follows.

Although Song Shi's speed was different from what he expected, it didn't matter. He was confident that he could get everything back on track.

As long as this move is blocked, Song Shi will definitely attack again. He will catch the moment when she swings the sword and kill her with one blow!
He seemed to see himself standing on Song Shi's back, holding a dagger against her neck, warning her "don't move".

Coincidentally, the chief instructor was standing next to their group, watching the battle between him and Song Shi.

The chief instructor will witness with his own eyes his smooth moves and his calm facial expression even when he wins.

It's cool to think about.

He is trapped in fantasy.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came.

The dagger that was about to follow him to complete his great cause was broken when it collided with Song Shi's long sword.

Break it off!

Broken? !
Wang Yihu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the numbness of his wrists was not enough to make him believe what he was seeing.

He froze on the spot, still holding the dagger in his right hand to block.

A broken dagger fell at his feet. Song Shi's figure flashed past, and in the blink of an eye, the long knife was placed on his neck. The cold, sharp blade pressed against his neck pulse.

The voice that had become his nightmare sounded behind his ears, with a mocking tone, "I started daydreaming even before the fight started. If you don't lose, who will lose?"

Wang Yihu was devastated: "...impossible, impossible..." He actually didn't even get close to Song Shi.

"—"

The final whistle sounded.

Song Shi put down the knife on Wang Yihu's neck.

Really boring.

She thought she could have another battle and accumulate progress points.

Wang Yihu was too inexperienced.

The chief instructor was standing next to her again, and she could not "play freely".

Song Shi turned around and returned to the weapon rack, inserted the long knife back into its original place, and walked back to the formation.

The chief instructor also went to other groups to continue watching without saying a word.

Wang Yihu came to his senses, picked up the broken dagger on the ground, and angrily brought it to the blond instructor.

"The quality of Song Shi's weapons is different from mine. It's unfair to judge me as the loser. I'll apply to change weapons and compete again!"

The blond instructor played with the whistle and raised his eyes to look at him, "Do you still think it's because of the quality of the weapons?"

"Isn't it true? If it were a weapon made of the same material, how could it be broken by Song Shi with just one strike?"

Wang Yihu remembered the scene of Song Shi smashing the simulation mirror with one punch in the video replay yesterday afternoon.

He quickly added, "Even if she is strong enough to break my dagger directly, the knife she uses will be damaged, but her knife is obviously intact." Wang Yihu pointed at the weapon that Song Shi had inserted back into the arsenal. Knife questioned.

The blond instructor asked hesitantly, "Don't you know that in battle... mental power will be injected into the weapons used, increasing the strength and lethality of the weapons?"

Song Shi was able to cut off Wang Yihu's dagger with one blow, which was obviously the result of injecting spiritual power. What she was surprised about was, didn't Wang Yihu do this? The dagger broke so easily.

Wang Yihu: "Of course I know. I also inject spiritual power to protect my dagger. Why does it still break? We are all S-class."

He looked eagerly at the instructor in front of him, waiting for a reasonable answer.

The blond instructor thought of the data displayed on the meter when measuring Song Shi's mental strength yesterday: 4200.

That is indeed not a value that ordinary people can imagine.

She suddenly felt a little pitiful for Wang Yihu, who was hit twice by Song Shi in front of her. She had met Song Shi's pervert.

The instructor explained with rare patience: "Have you ever thought that the difference in your mental power is too big?"

Wang Yihu became even more confused, "They are all S-level, how can they be different?"

The instructor decided to tell Wang Yihu the truth, "Song Shi's current mental power value is close to the 3S level."

The dagger in Wang Yihu's hand fell off: "?"

"!"

He almost lost his voice: "Wasn't she still S-level yesterday? She will be 3S-level today?"

He shouted so loudly that many of the battle groups nearby turned to look at him.

Who?
Who was S-class yesterday and is 3S-class today?
The blond instructor raised his forehead and said in a helpless tone, "Only her mental power has almost reached the 3S level. The evaluation of the level of the violent system is not all based on the level of mental power, reaction speed, speed, gene activity, etc. She is still only S level in these aspects. "

Wang Yihu didn't listen at all to what he said behind him.

Now all he can think about is "Song Dynasty is 3S level, Song Dynasty is 3S level."

With this line of words on his head, he returned to the queue in despair.

He actually walked straight towards Song Shi.

Song Shizheng lowered his head and looked at his brain with a sullen brow.

Glasses sent her many messages in succession.

[Song Shi, something happened, something happened, watch the news. 】