Xiao Zheng had fought with Dong Zang, Chun Sheng and Xia Zhang, and even had an intense fight with Qiu Shou. In his opinion, the strength of these few descendants of the Zhao Clan was top-notch. Moreover, the way they learned and used them were completely different.
Dong Zang was obviously more violent. Chun Sheng and Xia Zhang were more cooperative and steady.
On the other hand, Qiu Shou seemed to have the power to destroy everything. Every time he attacked, it was full of aggression.
And these descendants of the Zhao family were all trained by Zhao Yin. How powerful was Zhao Yin to be able to create so many experts?
Facing the old monk's Twin Dragon Hands, Zhao Yin, who was charging over, only raised his eyebrows. "I knew you had a backup plan!"
With that, his burly body swooped down. His right hand was like an iron rod as he suddenly attacked the old monk. "Have a taste of my Forward Punch?"
Boom!
Zhao Yin's Forward Punch was like lightning. The moment it attacked, it seemed like it was going to explode. It forcefully hit the old monk's chest.
Pa!
Facing Zhao Yin's terrifying attack, the old monk folded his arms and calmly negated Zhao Yin's attack.
But just as he was about to launch his second round of attack, Zhao Yin suddenly flashed to the old monk's left like a ghost. His right leg swept through the air, aiming for the old monk's head.
Zhao Yin's whip kick was fast and urgent. It was also an attack from a high angle. Even if the old monk wanted to block it, it would be relatively difficult.
After all, when one raised one's arms, the amount of power one could withstand would naturally decrease. Even if the old monk was the one defending, even if his strongest point of strength was his arms.
Bang!
This whip kick was swift and violent, giving the old monk a huge sense of pressure. Moreover, the time the old monk took to withstand this kick was rather hasty.
Therefore, after receiving this whip kick, his body clearly uncontrollably took two steps back.
Yes.
This was Zhao Yin's strength. It wasn't just the change of angle. It also had an explosive impact. Once Zhao Yin seized the opportunity, he could make a grandmaster like the old monk unable to withstand it.
This was the terror of a God-level expert.
Even if a grandmaster made a move, it could be seen immediately. Very quickly, one could see who was stronger and who was weaker.
The old monk obviously hadn't reached Zhao Yin's level. At least in terms of overall ability, he was inferior to Zhao Yin.
"Do you still want to fight?"
Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
He had 100% confidence in defeating the old monk. However, he was not a hundred percent confident that he could easily defeat Xiao Zheng after defeating the old monk.
His purpose for coming here today was not to win or lose, but to kill.
He had won too many times in his life, so he didn't care about temporary victories and defeats. His ultimate goal was revenge. It was the mission of his family.
It was his father's unwillingness to commit suicide.
It was not the great glory of defeating Xiao Zheng and the old monk.
He and Lin Laoyao were different in many ways, but the only thing they had in common was that these two brothers were powerhouses who did not care about honor. He only cared about the goal.
If the environment allowed it, he could fight with the old monk for three hundred rounds. But tonight, he only wanted to kill Xiao Zheng!
"Are you afraid?" The old monk was calm and composed. He didn't look like he had just suffered a small loss.
Afraid?
Zhao Yin's dignified face revealed a hint of playfulness. "Bai Wuxia, I really suspect that you're Xiao Zheng's shady father. Otherwise, why would you die for him? "
"What's with all the gossip? Let's fight."
Let's fight!
Even though the old monk had suffered a small loss earlier, it didn't mean that he was completely powerless.
In fact, even if Zhao Yin was a so-called God Level powerhouse. It didn't mean that the old monk, who was a Master Level powerhouse, would definitely lose.
In a battle between the strong, it was just a psychological battle in the end. Whoever could endure the psychological battle would have a higher chance of winning.
Of course, the main premise was that the difference in ability between the two parties was not too great. Otherwise, no matter how good one's psychological quality was, there was no way to fight.
Was the difference between the old monk and Zhao Yin huge?
At least, until now, even Xiao Zheng could not understand it. Not to mention Ye Yuhua, who was a layman.
She only heard what Zhao Yin said, 'What's the relationship between the old monk and Xiao Zheng? Is he really willing to die for Xiao Zheng?'
This meant that regardless of the outcome of this tough battle, there might be someone who would end his life.
Zhao Yin's eagle-like eyes were filled with sharpness. He saw Bai Wuxia's desire to fight. In an instant, he set up a psychological precondition for himself.
He could no longer underestimate the old monk in front of him.
A Master Level powerhouse was full of fighting spirit. He must not let his guard down. Otherwise, he might really be defeated by the determined old monk.
This was something that Zhao Yin would never allow to happen. It was also something that Zhao Yin, who had never tasted defeat, did not want to see.
He took a slight breath. He decided to use the ability that he had accumulated over the years to speak.
The strongest of the Eight Masters?
Could he still maintain the demeanor of the strongest of the Eight Masters in front of a God Level powerhouse?
Zhao Yin's body swayed. He did not say a word. He directly attacked the old monk's face.
A short but unusually sharp dagger had appeared in his left hand at some point in time. It was bright red. As if it had been soaked in blood.
His first move was the Clay Ox Blade!
Yes.
Xiao Zheng had seen Qiu Shou's Clay Ox Blade. It did not seem powerful, but it was able to digest Xiao Zheng's nameless blade. If Qiu Shou's blade was so terrifying, then how powerful would Zhao Yin's blade be?
Zhao Yin used a blade, but the unarmed old monk dealt with it calmly.
His Dragon Claw had the skill to disarm. Moreover, it was an upgraded version of the Dragon Claw. Its power could not be underestimated.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged three or four moves. It seemed that they were evenly matched. But Xiao Zheng, who was watching from the side, knew very well that Zhao Yin's ability was obviously a level higher. Moreover, Xiao Zheng could clearly feel that Zhao Yin had not used his trump card yet.
Otherwise, a God Level powerhouse's aura would not be like this.
In other words, the old monk had used his full strength. And Zhao Yin might have only used 60% of his strength.
"Should I make my move?"
Zhao Yin, who was forced to take a step back by the old monk's Dragon Claw, raised his eyebrows slightly. His eyes emitted boundless anger.
He had never taken a step back in his life. Even when facing his own daughter, Zhao Qiuhan, he would still press forward, not willing to take a step back.
But now, he was forced to take a step back by the old monk's Dragon Claw.
In an instant, Zhao Yin was furious!
He wanted to return the favor!
When Xiao Zheng saw this scene, his heart jumped slightly.
He could clearly feel Zhao Yin's rage.
He could also feel the fighting spirit that was being released from Zhao Yin's body.
How strong was the fighting spirit of a God Level powerhouse?
In just an instant, Xiao Zheng's heart tightened. He wanted to immediately use his blade to help the old monk.
But he controlled his strong impulse.
He was very clear that for a powerhouse like the old monk, death was far more serious than losing his dignity.
He could die, but he had to die in a dignified battle. Not a coward!
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