Along the way, Zhao Gangjun not only saw battles, but also saw corpses.
There are familiar hunters and there are predators.
They died in the forest like this. It can be seen from the environment at the scene that every battle was very tragic.
Many battles destined to be written into history took place in various places on this island.
There were no bystanders and no one to record it.
These battles began and ended quietly like this.
Only the bodies of the losers are left.
Zhao Gangjun ran quickly.
The blood in his body was almost boiling.
Although he had been excited and agitated before, he had never been like this before. Before the battle even started, he had already fully entered the fighting state.
His heart was beating very fast, his face was flushed, and his eyes were also red. Although the surroundings were dark, Zhao Gangjun seemed to be able to see everything.
Nothing can stop Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun's fist has been covered with a finger tiger, and the tip of the finger tiger is shining with cold light, as if he is already hungry and thirsty.
The distance of one kilometer seems to fly by in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Gangjun returned to the front of the castle, and then he was stunned.
There were very few people standing in front of the castle.
Sano, known as Hunter's Sorrow, grabbed the head of the person in charge of this operation with one hand. The man seemed to have lost consciousness, his body was limp on the ground, and blood was flowing out from his mouth and nose.
His breathing was very weak, like a candlelight in the wind, which might disappear at any time.
Sano's other hand held a Japanese long sword. The blade had corrugated patterns on it and looked very beautiful. However, at this time, the blade of the sword was facing the person in charge of the operation.
The appearance of Zhao Gangjun attracted Sano's attention.
He looked at Zhao Gangjun, then smiled, raised his sword, and stabbed the man in his hand in the neck.
"stop!"
Zhao Gangjun shouted.
Sano's hand actually stopped.
"Zhao Gangjun."
Futu, who was standing next to Sano, said, "I asked you why that person's eyes looked so familiar just now. Is that you?"
Zhao Gangjun did not speak. At this time, there were three people standing with Sano Futu. Those three people were the three people who went into the basement with Sano before. Apart from these five people, there was no one standing here. There were quite a few people.
The battlefield has been moved. Of course, some people have already died in the battle.
There were many corpses lying on the ground, most of them hunters.
No less than ten!
In other words, more than ten hunters died here, with just a little effort!
Although every hunter had the consciousness of death on the day he became a hunter, Zhao Gangjun still couldn't accept the death of so many people at once.
These are all S-level masters!
It's not D-class or C-class, it's S-class!
This is a legendary level in the eyes of many people! But at this time, here, more than ten of this legendary master died.
Of course, what shocked Zhao Gangjun was that in addition to more than a dozen hunters, there were also more than a dozen hunters who died here!
In other words, even with a difference of twenty in number, the hunter and hunter still had a battle loss ratio of 1:1!
How amazing this is.
You know, a difference of twenty in the number of people is enough to cause a quantitative change to cause a qualitative change!
Under such circumstances, the hunter killed more than a dozen hunters but still killed more than a dozen hunters. How could Zhao Gangjun be moved by this kind of fighting spirit.
"Zhao Gangjun?"
Sano released the hand of the person in charge of the operation, looked at Zhao Gangjun, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Let him go."
Zhao Gangjun said. Although he couldn't remember when he had seen Sano, the most important thing at the moment was to save the person in charge of the operation first.
"Are you talking about him?"
Sano looked at the people on the ground and said, "Are you ordering me?"
"Let him go, I won't kill you." Zhao Gangjun said.
"You won't kill me? Futu, did you hear that? He said he won't kill me." Sano said to Futu with a smile.
"Leave this person to me."
Futu sneered and walked towards Zhao Gangjun, saying as he walked, "I let him run away last time, but this time, he can't run away."
"Don't seek death." Zhao Gangjun said in a deep voice.
"Do you think I'm still the same person as before?"
Futu said proudly, "I am much stronger now than I was in Kawachi. Do you think you can beat me?"
Zhao Gangjun said nothing and looked at the pagoda coldly.
"I'll see how you die today!"
Futu shouted angrily and rushed towards Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun's face was calm. When the pagoda rushed to about five meters in front of him, he also rushed!
call out.
The two of them were close in the blink of an eye!
Bang bang bang.
The fight took place in a flash of lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged hundreds of punches!
The fist flashed between the two of them like a phantom.
Futu's face was originally very relaxed, because he was indeed much stronger than when he was in Sichuan. What kind of strength was Zhao Gangjun when he was in Sichuan? Now that he has become stronger, can Zhao Gangjun fight with him? Absolutely
No need to fight! However, after fighting hundreds of punches, Futu found that Zhao Gangjun's fist seemed to be harder than before, his strength was much greater than before, and his speed was much faster.
What surprised him the most was that the inner energy in Zhao Gangjun's hands was many times thicker than before!
You know, it is very difficult to accumulate internal energy. Futu only accumulated a considerable amount of internal energy when he was in his forties, but how old was Zhao Gangjun?
The last time we met, his inner energy was not so strong, but it had only been a while now, and it had already increased several times. When his fist hit Zhao Gangjun's, it actually felt like hitting an iron plate!
At the moment when the pagoda was surprised, a tiger roar sounded.
The tiger's roar turned into several echoes in the air, rippling throughout the forest.
A streak of blood shot out from Pagoda's fist.
There were cracks on the fist of the pagoda!
The pagoda turned pale with fright and quickly backed away!
Zhao Gangjun was bullying him!
The tiger roars again!
Futu didn't have time to get out of Zhao Gangjun's attack range. He could only raise his other hand to block.
boom.
The other hand of the pagoda also had several cracks!
"How can it be!"
Futu never dreamed that Zhao Gangjun would become so strong!
Not only did Pagoda not think of it, but Zhao Gangjun also didn't think of it.
In fact, what Zhao Gangjun didn't know was that because he had been fighting Omega in the Vatican some time ago, his combat effectiveness had been greatly improved. At this time, Zhao Gangjun's fighting spirit was high and his physical condition had reached its peak, so
, his burst of fighting power is definitely beyond normal!
Originally, Zhao Gangjun was not weaker than Futu, but now he burst out with super strong fighting power. Futu was naturally no match for him!