Zhou Zheng took a look at his attributes, which increased threefold, and his attributes were unparalleled.
Unconsciously, Zhou Zheng showed a smile.
Qi Zhiyong, who was waving his sword in the distance, stopped. He stared at Zhou Zheng fiercely. When he saw the Spider King Knife Foot in Zhou Zheng's hand, a sarcastic look appeared on his face. This Zhou Zheng, on the other hand, was very mysterious, holding a knife.
So what if it's enough?
Qi Zhiyong held the sword, pointed at Zhou Zheng, and rushed forward.
In Qi Zhiyong's belief, he fights quickly and strives to cut Zhou Zheng to death in his breathing.
It seems that it has been delayed for less than ten minutes, but his dignity as a god of war has long been lost. Against a tenth-level warrior, the winner has not yet been decided. In the hearts of countless people, he
Qi Zhiyong has already lost.
"Ahhhh..."
Qi Zhiyong, who was roaring, was in front of Zhou Zheng in an instant, and struck out with what seemed to be one sword, but in fact it was more than a dozen swords, forming a line of sword shadows.
Zhou Zheng really didn't hide this time. The thief's attributes increased three times, which overlapped with the warrior's level and ability. He was even stronger than Qi Zhiyong. Why did he hide? He chose to fight here because he wanted to defeat Qi Zhiyong head-on.
"Buzz!"
When the sword was swung, it made a loud sound, which was extremely terrifying.
Under the infusion of star power, the sword foot emitted a silvery light, and then the silver was covered by Zhou Zheng's star power, showing a purple color.
"Buzz!"
The sword foot came forward and collided fiercely with Qi Zhiyong's sword.
"Looking for death." Qi Zhiyong smiled ferociously. Can the power of an eighteenth-level warrior be so easy to withstand? The last time it was just careless, but this time...unknowingly, more violent power surged out, causing the sword to burst out.
A more dazzling red light.
With such powerful power, Qi Zhiyong knew that Zhou Zheng would not just be nailed into the desert this time.
The power of the shock will shatter all Zhou Zheng's internal organs.
"Qiang!"
The sound of impact was heard, and Qi Zhiyong felt a huge uncontrollable force coming from his arm. His five fingers were shaken, and he almost couldn't hold the sword. And this force made Qi Zhiyong fly backwards several meters. He fell.
When he got to the ground, he stomped on the broken cement surface, and it took him ten steps to stand firm.
"This...this...how is this possible?"
Qi Zhiyong's eyes widened for a moment. He couldn't believe that Zhou Zheng's status as a tenth-dan man could actually withstand his full blow.
Not only that. Looking at Zhou Zheng, his feet just sank into the broken cement, but he didn't take a step back.
…
"call!"
Countless warriors who were watching all let out a cry of surprise.
What appeared in front of them was Qi Zhiyong who was knocked away, while Zhou Zheng didn't even take a step back, standing on the ground like an old tree with its roots. The raised sword foot reflected a white luster in the sunlight.
Originally, they thought that the scene where Zhong Zhou Zheng would be shot dozens of meters away did not happen at all. The scene was just the opposite. It was Qi Zhiyong who was shot away.
"The power of a tenth-level warrior is greater than that of an eighteenth-level warrior. How is this possible?"
The overwhelming scene made countless warriors unable to believe it and find it difficult to accept it.
But this is the fact. Not to mention them, even Qi Zhiyong was stunned on the spot, unable to figure out what was going on.
"It must be a coincidence, yes, it is a coincidence."
Qi Zhiyong thought so, and so did every warrior.
Zhang Ning was motionless on the street of the Bone Burial Ground. He couldn't understand when Zhou Zheng had such abnormal power.
"Lao Wu, good job, come on."
"Special Envoy Zhou, just do it."
Xie Yang and the others roared desperately. They didn't care about so much and were confident that they were wholeheartedly supporting Zhou Zheng.
The other people calling Special Envoy Zhou were the warriors who had bet on Zhou Zheng. Holding the gambling tickets tightly in their hands, they all became excited, as if they saw a chance of victory, and yelled crazily: "Fuck him to death."
,Fuck him to death."
In this crazy moment, so what if he is the God of War?
…
Zhou Zheng raised his legs and stared at Qi Zhiyong with a sneer.
"Bah!"
With a roar, Zhou Zheng suddenly stepped on the ground and turned into a cannonball, rushing towards Qi Zhiyong.
Since they think it's a coincidence, let's use a stormy offensive to break through any illusion in their minds.
He rushed in front of Qi Zhiyong in an instant, but the other party had not yet reacted. Zhou Zheng's speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived dozens of meters away. As soon as he pressed his body, Zhou Zheng fiercely hit Qi Zhiyong's stomach with his shoulder.
.
"Bang!"
Amidst the loud noise, Qi Zhiyong was knocked hundreds of meters away and landed heavily on the ground, sliding.
"Click."
"Click."
With a series of breaking sounds, some bones on the ground were smashed by Qi Zhiyong, plowing out a deep ravine.
"Roar……"
Zhou Zheng stood on the ground, holding his sword and looking up to the sky, roaring like a god of war.
"Wow!"
Qi Zhiyong spat out another mouthful of blood, and struggled to stand up. The armor turned gray under the dust, and he was as embarrassed as he wanted. Zhou Zheng's collision was definitely not light, it was an eighteenth-level
Qi Zhiyong couldn't bear it either.
"Damn it, this is impossible." Qi Zhiyong could feel the extremely strong power. He had tried Xiao Jianling's power, but Zhou Zheng's power was even greater than Xiao Jianling's. This was absolutely impossible. What could a tenth-level warrior do?
It's possible to burst out with such strong power.
"impossible."
Roaring, Qi Zhiyong raised his sword, stepped on the ground, and roared up.
Zhou Zheng didn't hesitate, he also held the sword and stepped forward to greet him.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
"when!"
"Qiang!"
A continuous sound of fighting rang out, making it difficult to tell how many knives were exchanged in an instant. The sword energy that kept erupting rolled towards the surroundings, leaving a series of knife marks on the ground. In this kind of
At this time, every warrior was staring at the center of the competition venue.
The burial ground became silent, and the warriors were all staring at the screen, watching this thrilling battle.
The speed of the two men's attacks covered the cognition of countless warriors.
"If we fight against them, this kind of attack speed..."
This question caused the expressions of each warrior to change drastically. They could almost imagine that with such an attack speed, they didn't even react. Or they didn't even have a thought during the fight. The knife had already cut through their bodies.
Became two halves.
"So perverted."
The God of War class showed their power to the world for the first time.
Even Xiao Jianling is also considering whether he can have Qi Zhiyong's attack speed.
In the field.
For a moment, it became unbelievable.
The tenth-level Zhou Zheng was actually fighting Qi Zhiyong. Every move was an offensive. As for Qi Zhiyong, when he swung his sword, he was holding Zhou Zheng's sword foot. The terrifying power made Qi Zhiyong keep retreating with every step.
They all stepped into the mud.
He struck out wildly, each blow forcing Qi Zhiyong back a big step.
In just one minute, Zhou Zheng forced Qi Zhiyong to the sidelines.
"die."
Zhou Zheng roared, and at the moment when Qi Zhiyong couldn't resist, the blade of the knife fiercely hit Qi Zhiyong's armor in a gleam of luster. The powerful force blasted Qi Zhiyong away instantly, turning into a cannonball and heading towards the wooden stake.
Rush away.
The warriors screamed, and the wooden stakes broke one after another under Qi Zhiyong's impact.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Amidst the series of crashes, Qi Zhiyong almost broke through the large pile of wood before he stopped.
Zhou Zheng lowered his sword and stood proudly on the field. This was the most enjoyable game he had ever played since he came to this new world. The full output, the perfect combination of strength and speed, created what countless people are watching today.
Arrive. He, Zhou Zheng, now has the strength and speed to surpass the rest of the world.
far away.
Qi Zhiyong struggled to stand up during a tumble among the warriors.
At this moment, bursts of cracks appeared on Qi Zhiyong's armor, and a hole appeared in it. The armor, known as the top-notch armor in the Bone Burial Ground, was actually destroyed by Zhou Zhenggang's blow.
Broken.
The warriors around were all horrified. How much power was needed to create this effect?
For a moment, the way every warrior looked at Zhou Zheng definitely changed.
Now who dares to say that low-level warriors are disabled.
Now who dares to say that low-level warriors will definitely be trampled on?
Now who dares to say that the God of War level will definitely be superior.
Now who dares to say that a low-level warrior cannot defeat a higher-level warrior than himself?
Zhou Zheng has now shown everyone what counterattack is, and has also allowed countless warriors to see that a tenth-level warrior can also completely defeat an eighteenth-level warrior. No matter what Zhou Zheng relies on, at this moment
Zhou Zheng already has strength that exceeds that of the God of War.
Perhaps due to resonance, this kind of weak counterattack made countless warriors cheer.
The gray-haired Qi Zhiyong felt as if all the bones in his body had been torn apart. The severe pain almost shattered his teeth. A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the sand.
inside.
"This is impossible."
Until now, Qi Zhiyong still can't accept all this.
A majestic God of War, possessing eighteenth-level skills, but was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by a tenth-level warrior. There was no trickery, it was a head-on confrontation. There was no cheating or trickery. Even his armor was shattered.
.
One can imagine how powerful Zhou Zheng's blow just now was.
Qi Zhiyong's strong body could not withstand the shock of this blow, making Qi Zhiyong almost unsteady on his feet.
With one hand holding the sword on the ground, Qi Zhiyong covered his chest, and his eyes quickly became bloodshot. The cheers in his ears made Qi Zhiyong even more angry, and he stared at Zhou Zheng.
"I...will not admit defeat."
After shouting these words almost in a roar, Qi Zhiyong rushed out again.
(Please give me monthly votes, please recommend votes. There should be another chapter later. I have to save the manuscript for the National Day. The updates will be slower. I promised my family to go out and play.) (To be continued...)