บท 801: Prelude To The Holy War (I)

After listening to Caier's answer, Shu Yongxiao's eyes became gentle again. "Your understanding is all right. However, I want to tell you, it is also important to emphasize. The true meaning of an assassin is not three, there is only one, that is, to kill with one blow."

"The practice level of this Tree Devil God is inferior to mine. I think there are all kinds of ways to kill him, and it doesn't even need to consume half of my power at all. Why should I go all out and consume myself with only one blow? Think about it. This is not only the true meaning of an assassin, but also a habit that an assassin should really master. An assassin's attack can never be repeated. Otherwise, it is a failure." 

Shu Yongxiao did not say much, but these short words in Caier's heart had opened a door to the peak of the assassin. 

Shu Yongxiao's eyes looked at Long Haochen, who was suspended in the middle of the battlefield, and there was a slight change in her eyes.