Faced with Zhao Yin, who has a changeable style and is extremely cruel. Xiao Zheng really couldn't adapt.
He is already strong enough. The ability to adapt is scary enough.
But he didn't fight against all the eight masters at the same time. Before he adapts to each strong person, there is a relatively long preparation time.
But in front of him, the duel between him and Zhao Yin was completed in an instant.
In an instant, accepting so many challenges and tests was indeed a very scary thing for Xiao Zheng. Especially - he is under tremendous psychological pressure. He cannot lose and cannot afford to lose.
If you lose, everything is lost.
If he loses, he must leave the people and things he cherishes. Including this wonderful world.
boom!
He exchanged a punch with Zhao Yin again.
This punch knocked Xiao Zheng flying three meters.
It was as if he had been hit by a cannonball, his whole body was hot and his blood was boiling. All the bones in his body were crackling.
On the other hand, Zhao Yin still looked so calm and relaxed. Still so powerful!
Yes.
After a ten-minute contest, Xiao Zheng's disadvantage was already very obvious.
It can even be said that he can no longer bear Zhao Yin's offensive.
The power of the god-level warrior seemed to be truly revealed from this moment.
Xiao Zheng rarely experienced such a long duel, and never could he still not fully understand his opponent's situation after fighting for such a long time.
Tonight, he faced the biggest challenge in his life.
A challenge from a god-level powerhouse.
"How long has it been and you are already dying?" Zhao Yin glanced at Xiao Zheng expressionlessly.
Xiao Zheng exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the expression on his face was quite relaxed: "I'm just a little tired of playing. I want to take a breath and have a cigarette."
"Give you this opportunity." Zhao Yin said expressionlessly. "This is probably the last cigarette in your life."
"Then I'd better stop smoking." A cold light suddenly bloomed in Xiao Zheng's plain eyes. "If I don't smoke, my life will never end. Isn't it?"
When Zhao Yin heard this, a look of indifference flashed across his face: "Then continue."
After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand to attack Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng vaguely felt that he had seen this attack before. Or in other words - Zhao Yin returned to a new reincarnation.
Yes!
It’s just a reincarnation!
It's back to the state when the two just started dueling!
Xiao Zheng took this move smoothly, and the second move was also familiar to Xiao Zheng. Including the following tips -
Xiao Zheng went from fighting harder and harder at the beginning to facing it calmly now. The old monk's face changed slightly, and he said in disbelief: "Ah Zheng seems to have transformed."
"Transformation?" Ye Yuhua asked with some confusion.
But the big stone in my heart gradually relaxed a little.
"Yes. Transformation." The old monk nodded slightly and said in shock. "Just now, Azheng could no longer bear it. But now, he seems to be a different person."
"And Zhao Yin is still the powerful Zhao Yin. But to Xiao Zheng, he seems not as scary as before."
"Why?" Ye Yuhua asked in confusion. "Why did Ah Zheng suddenly transform?"
"Maybe-maybe." The old monk shook his head with a wry smile. "The only thing I can be sure of now is that Ah Zheng has surpassed his former self and entered a completely new field."
"That is to say - he may already be on the same starting line as Zhao Yin?"
"should be-"
boom!
Zhao Yin suddenly punched Xiao Zheng in the chest.
Knock it out on the spot.
This punch was very hard. Very powerful.
The beating caused Xiao Zheng's body to turn upside down, as if he wanted to vomit his stomach.
Phew!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiao Zheng staggered back. His face instantly turned pale as paper.
"Do you think you have seen through me?" Zhao Yin's face was very cold. There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his lips.
"If I'm so easy for you to see through, then am I still me?"
Zhao Yin is very proud and confident.
As a god-level strongman, he indeed has enough capital to be proud and confident.
Xiao Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was no trace of shock on his face.
On the contrary, he raised the corners of his lips slightly and said slowly: "Now, I can really see through you."
When Zhao Yin heard this, a rare look of surprise appeared on his face: "Oh?"
"Young man, you think I can't recognize you after you changed your vest?"
Xiao Zheng moved his muscles a little, and his muscles exploded instantly: "Now, it's my turn to take action."
Keng!
As soon as he finished speaking, the blade Ye Yuhua gave him appeared in his hand.
The edge of the knife glowed coldly, like the sickle of death. Extremely cold.
Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly feeling a strong killing intent sweeping through his body. He had to hold the red dagger in his hand again.
"Then let me see your knife."
…
Ye Yuhua was even more confused.
Xiao Zheng was obviously severely injured, but why did he seem to be reborn
The old monk was also a little confused. I don't even understand where Xiao Zheng got his confidence.
Like Ye Yuhua, he only saw Xiao Zheng being severely injured but could not understand the mystery.
"Do you understand?" Ye Yuhua asked seriously.
"I don't understand." The old monk shook his head slightly and said with some regret. "Perhaps, I was also left far away by Azheng."
Ye Yuhua calmed down and said quite proudly: "This child can always bring surprises to people."
"Tonight, what he brings may not be a surprise. It may be a killing."
…
With one strike, the dragon raised its head.
Its blade is fierce and powerful. Even Zhao Yin was slightly evasive.
But immediately, he neutralized all Xiao Zheng's attacks with a single strike. Instead, you can take advantage of the victory and pursue it.
The two of them went back and forth, and after three minutes of confrontation, Xiao Zheng was obviously not as disadvantaged as before. On the contrary, there are even some advantages!
Keng!
The blades collided together, emitting intense fire.
Xiao Zheng flicked his wrist suddenly, and the blade seemed to emit a powerful dragon roar. Even Zhao Yin was a little overwhelmed.
There was a numb feeling in my wrist, and I couldn't hold the blade.
Hiss!
The blade made a screeching sound. Xiao Zheng's arm suddenly exerted force and pressed towards Zhao Yin heavily!
"presumptuous!"
Zhao Yin shouted loudly. Amazing power burst out from his wrist. It actually rebounded Xiao Zheng's suppression forcefully. Even Xiao Zheng's entire body bounced away.
Xiao Zheng dodged and stepped back. The solemn look on his face gradually faded. Instead, there was inexplicable ease.
"Are you irritated by me? Or - the feeling of powerlessness makes you angry?" Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Or maybe the fear of death makes you feel uneasy?"
Buzz!
Xiao Zheng's blade was like a god descending to earth!