The silent hall exuded a deadly atmosphere, with tall wooden pillars supporting the wide space. The faint scorching sun shone through the hollow wooden door, but it could not raise the temperature by half a degree, and it was still freezing cold.
Facing the existence called God, Xu Zhe's grip on the sword became tighter, and the so-called timidity seemed to be insulated from this body.
Or maybe Xu Zhe had already seen through the difference between life and death eight years ago...
If we forget to cherish even our lives, where does the fear come from
"Are you ready? The game can continue... After a lot of trials and tribulations, the brave messenger of justice finally met the legendary BOSS. A battle between good and evil is about to begin. Both sides will try their best to compete for the final winner.
Will the brave man raise the sword of victory, or will the evil boss continue his evil rule? "The ghost was trembling in confusion, just because of excitement, "Let's see, does it feel like the battle of the century?"
"BOSS?" Xu Zhe just thought he was looking at a madman or an idiot. "If you can call me BOSS, then who will play the role of 'pawn'?"
"It seems that your concept of power balance is problematic. Who do you think is qualified to be called the BOSS?" With his hands in his trouser pockets, it can be seen that Gui was not angry at his opponent's contempt. On the contrary, he was very curious about Xu Zhe's cognition.
"Let me think about it..." Xu Zhe thought for a moment, "Maybe the Nine-Tailed One is the boss, right? As for the 'eight-headed snake' and the 'winged dog', they are just pawns..."
"Then call it Lord Tengu..." The smile on the ghost's face disappeared instantly, and he showed a rare angry expression, as if Xu Zhe had touched the person in his heart who could not be touched, "I will make you change your name to this..."
The body is like a leaf, having lost its supporting force, it naturally leans forward, almost parallel to the ground, and a huge change occurs!
The thin body seemed to be frozen in the air, but the marble floor in front of him continued to crack. The broken pieces of stone flew out like cannonballs, and the ancient redwood pillars and exquisite murals were instantly riddled with holes.
Wu Qian pushed Haozi and lay on the ground, feeling the thrill of deadly debris flying over her head, and was glad that her reaction was not slow enough to cost her life.
But Xu Zhe was not so lucky. He stood sideways, holding the sword across his chest, resisting the force of the broken stones hitting the sword spine. There were also several cuts on his face, and red blood flowed out.
But these are nothing at all. The truly terrifying thing is that the frozen ghost is now hovering in front of Xu Zhe, and its body is naturally turning around.
Xu Zhe knew what the man in front of him wanted to do, and he also knew how to resist. But his body moved as if under a spell, slower than a turtle.
At this moment Xu Zhe realized that it was not that his reaction was too slow, but that the guy in front of him was so fast that it was indescribable.
The spinning ghost was just a black light in the eyes of others. It kicked heavily and hit the broad peach wood sword directly. The powerful impact was like a truck hitting a pedestrian.
Xu Zhe, who was originally motionless, instantly left the ground and flew straight out, hitting heavily a mahogany column supporting the roof beam and bounced back onto the cold floor.
If it hadn't been there, that frail body would have crashed through the wooden door and flown out of the building.
When everything returned to calm, the scattered gravel fell back to the ground, and Wu Qian, who was holding the mouse, slowly stood up.
Looking at the hall that once had an ancient charm, it has completely changed beyond all recognition, and the air is filled with lingering dust.
In the middle of the marble floor that had just cracked, there were clear footprints, proving who the source of the domineering power was...
"Damn it, tear down the house..." Haozi stood up and looked around the hall. Only the ghost stood in the middle of the hall with his hands in his pockets, while Xu Zhe fell to the ground five meters away, his life or death uncertain...
"Dead? So easy? Your so-called justice is so fragile..." The ghost was laughing, just like a winner laughing at a loser.
"One or two are talking nonsense..." Supporting his trembling body and leaning against the pillar behind him, Xu Zhe stood up.
No matter how miserable he looked, the pride that seemed to be engraved in his bones had not diminished in the slightest.
Take a closer look at Xu Zhe at this time. His already messy hair is now even messier. There is blood on the corners of his mouth and face. Even the hand holding the sword is twitching. The strange thing is that even so, he still holds his backpack beside him and leans on the column like himself.
"If that was all the strength you had just now, I can responsibly say to you, 'You're fucking finished...'" Xu Zhe even said this with a gasp.
"Really? If you want to experience what 'God's speed' is again, I can tell you. But the 'visit fee' is very high... I want your life..." The body began to lean forward again, and the ghost's smile seemed to be frozen on his face.
Wu Qian and Haozi had almost formed a conditioned reflex. Lima lay on the ground, and the 40-centimeter-thick door edge was his life-saving "wall".
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" For a moment, the sound of the floor exploding was heard continuously, and Gui Cheng rushed towards the arrogant Xu Zhe in a straight line.
Just from the degree to which the supporting tiles were shattered, it was clear that the force was even greater this time and the ghost really wanted to kill Xu Zhe.
The same scene froze in front of Xu Zhe again. The man who had to rely on a pillar to stand up was no different from a dead person in the ghost's eyes.
But it was this dying person who still had a contemptuous smile on his face, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.
"I'm going to kick your face!" He swung his swift kick straight towards Xu Zhe's head.
Turning points often happen in a split second, just like now...
Xu Zhe, who should have had no strength to resist, unexpectedly turned his head slightly, allowing the solid kick to fly past his ear and hit the cylinder behind him.
The ghost was really amazing. His entire leg was stuck into the wooden pillar like a sharp blade, and was nearly half a meter deep.
All this is exactly what Xu Zhe wants...
"Don't use the same move against the enemy twice. If you don't understand this simple truth, a pawn will always be a pawn..." These words were whispered by Xu Zhe in the ghost's ear. Now he was not afraid of how fast he was. Xu Zhe had plenty of time to "play" with him.
As the ghost struggled to pull his feet out of the pillar, Xu Zhe also took out what he wanted from the backpack beside him...