"Eighth-level boxing master, Lord Liszt?!" Burchell exclaimed, immediately recognizing the identity of this handsome man.
Liszt is an eighth-level boxing master who is comparable to the Sword Saint and the Arrow Saint.
In the eyes of others, Liszt is the strongest man who is closest to the Fighting Saint. Even Lexa, the eighth-level boxing master of St. Deburg Academy, cannot compare with him.
Liszt glanced at everyone indifferently, and then his eyes fell on Yan Yan. As for the mutated corpse puppet at his feet, it was basically like an ant-like existence, not worth mentioning.
At this time, Yan Yan's chest opened wide and blood spurted out, making her beautiful face turn very pale.
However, her eyes were still firm, as if her seriously injured chest was like being bitten by a mosquito and was not worth mentioning.
"You are very strange!" Liszt frowned and said lightly: "It is unique for a woman to have such a look in her eyes after being so seriously injured."
"You're not bad." In response to Liszt's words, Yan Yan responded with such an inexplicable sentence, which made Liszt stunned for a while and also a little curious.
What kind of woman is this?
When facing the mutated corpse puppet, he was extremely calm. Even now, even though he is seriously injured, he can still have such a calm look, which is very surprising.
"Is it not bad?" Liszt curled his lips and said helplessly.
After he became an eighth-level fighting master and tied with a sword master, others said that he was very strong, even the strongest.
However, now that he is being evaluated by a strange woman simply as not bad, he feels a little at a loss.
While Liszt was lost in thought, several corpse puppets that had just woken up from the shock roared and rushed over.
However, before they got within one meter of Liszt, they were shattered by a powerful force of energy.
Liszt glanced at the corpses that had been broken into pieces and murmured lightly: "Your ignorance, to me, is just the beginning of destruction."
Yes, as human beings, they will be intimidated by Liszt's momentum and dare not come to touch his edge.
As for the unconscious corpse puppets, they only have bloodlust and killing, nothing more.
"Lord Liszt, please save my master quickly!" At this time, Leon couldn't help shouting, hoping that Liszt would rescue Yan Yan.
Listening to Leon's words, Liszt couldn't help but be a little stunned, but he didn't expect that this woman was the master of a man who should be a fifth-level fighting master.
But... Liszt shook his head helplessly and glanced at Yan Yan with pity.
Everyone in this world knows that once injured by a corpse puppet, there are only two ways, either to die or to become a corpse puppet.
At this time, more zombies came to their senses from the shock just now, and began to rush towards this side one after another.
Liszt frowned impatiently, and then shouted coldly: "Ryan, why don't you take action!?"
Following Liszt's cold shout, the sky suddenly darkened, the surroundings were filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and waves of heat began to invade everyone.
"It's... it's a great magic, burning the prairie fire!" At this time, Chen Yu, who had recovered his breath, couldn't help but said in shock.
"Haha, little girl, you have good eyesight. It seems that you are also a fire elementalist."
After the words fell, a long-bearded old man wearing a pure white gold-trimmed robe slowly walked out.
Following his footsteps, bursts of flames began to erupt from the tide of zombies. Under the entanglement, it was like a prairie fire, and the scene was extremely spectacular.