Xiao Zheng didn't face Zhao Yin's punch head-on. Instead, he moved his feet and with a precise refraction, he drifted to Zhao Yin's left side. Then, he raised his head and struck out. It went straight for Zhao Yin's left head.
His attack was fast and ruthless. It was a fatal move. The old monk and Ye Yuhua, who were standing at the side, could see that both Zhao Yin and Xiao Zheng wanted to kill each other. Moreover, there was no hesitation.
As for whether killing each other would leave a huge sequela, they didn't care.
Revenge breeds revenge. When would it end? It would end tonight!
Bam!
Zhao Yin abruptly raised his left arm and forcefully blocked Xiao Zheng's punch. Then, he punched with his right fist. Like a sudden clap of thunder, it once again struck towards Xiao Zheng's heart.
It seemed that Zhao Yin liked to attack his enemy's heart.
Of course, as a powerhouse, it was reasonable and effective to use the simplest and most direct method to kill the enemy.
A real expert had abandoned the so-called showy way. What they used was usually the most direct and effective way.
Zhao Yin and Xiao Zheng were the same. Every attack was a fatal one. Not only did they leave no room for the enemy, but they also left no room for themselves.
Bang!
Just as Zhao Yin's fist was about to hit him, Xiao Zheng's left hand turned into a palm and placed it on his chest. Then, he raised his right foot and kicked at Zhao Yin's chest!
Bang!
The punch and the kick hit each other. Both of them took a few steps back. Xiao Zheng staggered slightly. He felt as if his chest had been hit by a huge rock. He felt stuffy and short of breath. On the other hand, Zhao Yin just patted the dust on his chest and squinted at Xiao Zheng. "Are you going to fight me in this way?"
"Is there a problem?" Xiao Zheng exhaled. He didn't hide the pain caused by the punch.
"Then you won't be able to hold on for long." Zhao Yin was calm and composed. He seemed to have seen through Xiao Zheng's trump card.
In terms of actual combat experience, the two of them might be evenly matched. However, in terms of physical attributes, although Zhao Yin was advanced in age, as a Divine level expert, every single bone in his body had been thoroughly tempered. It was a terrifying existence that had truly entered the Dao through martial arts.
It would be extremely difficult for Xiao Zheng to win this tough battle by sacrificing eight hundred men to kill a thousand enemies.
"Are you saying that you can't take it?" Xiao Zheng asked. His words were filled with mockery.
"It's useless to say more." Zhao Yin opened his thin lips and said slowly. "Let's continue."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body was like a lion, surging towards Xiao Zheng's face.
Zhao Yin's attacks were extremely complicated. One moment, he was like the ruthlessness of Dong Cang, and the next moment, he was like the mysteriousness of Qiu Sheng. Most of the time, he was extremely steady. It was as if he wanted to display the calmness of Spring and Summer to the extreme.
Such a Zhao Yin was truly unfathomable.
"I seem to —" The old monk suddenly said bitterly. "I underestimated Zhao Yin. I overestimated myself. "
"Hmm?" Ye Yuhua was slightly stunned, and looked at the old monk in confusion.
In fact, for such a battle. Ye Yuhua couldn't tell much about it.
The only thing she could see was that Xiao Zheng had not been able to gain the upper hand. Although, at this moment, Xiao Zheng seemed to be able to hold on for a while. But whether he could endure until the dawn of victory. Ye Yuhua was not confident, and could not analyze the situation.
Therefore, the old monk's explanation was the only way for Ye Yuhua to understand the situation.
"At first, I thought that if I attacked first, I could force him to use his trump card. But now, it seems that Zhao Yin's trump card is far more terrifying than we imagined. "The old monk smiled bitterly and said with pursed lips. "A true Divine level expert is so changeable."
"Changeable?" Ye Yuhua did not quite understand.
But from Xiao Zheng's serious expression, it was not difficult to see that he was facing an extremely difficult enemy. It was even a little like he had encountered a hedgehog, and did not know how to attack.
"Yes. Changeable, "the old monk said slowly. "Ye-zi, did you notice that? Zhao Yin has changed a few styles since the beginning of the battle with Xiao Zheng. Even his fighting style. This kind of rhythm is extremely difficult for Xiao Zheng to adapt to. "
Seeing that Ye Yuhua did not seem to understand, the old monk continued, "Let me give you a simple example. When we are in a business negotiation, as long as we have a grasp of the negotiating target's style and preferences, we have basically won half the battle. But if we are in a negotiation with an opponent who is temperamental, then it will be very difficult, and very uncertain. "
"In martial arts, Zhao Yin is such a temperamental Divine level expert." The old monk said word by word. "He is too fickle. It is difficult to figure out his style at all. You have to see his true colors. "
"Then is it very difficult for Xiao Zheng to win?" Ye Yuhua suddenly asked.
She did not care about the process. What she cared about was the result.
Nothing could happen to Xiao Zheng. He had a wife and two children. He had too many responsibilities. How could anything happen to him?
But — could he really defeat Zhao Yin?
The old monk did not know, and neither did Ye Yuhua.
This time, Xiao Zheng was facing a truly insurmountable peak.
…
In the car.
Qiu Shou's expression was extremely solemn and strange.
She did not seem to know how to speak, but she could not help but want to ask the man sitting opposite her. Her second uncle, Lin Laoyao.
"Who will win this battle?" Qiu Shou asked meaningfully.
Her heart was conflicted and complicated.
From her perspective, she did not want such a battle. But she was also very clear that this battle was unavoidable. At least, no one could persuade her father to do this.
And no one could stop Xiao Zheng from accepting the challenge.
Lin Laoyao took a sip of wine, and his thin lips opened slightly. "If I knew, would I still accompany you up the mountain?"
Hearing that, Qiu Shou tried to be cheerful. "I thought you went up the mountain for second aunt."
Lin Laoyao glanced at Qiu Shou. "It seems that you are not nervous enough."
Qiu Shou smiled and said with some luck, "Since you are willing to accompany me up the mountain, I believe you will definitely do something."
"What do you think I can do?" Lin Laoyao asked. His face was expressionless, looking like a piece of thousand-year-old ice.
"Stop them," Qiu Shou said. "Or stop things from getting out of hand."
"I also want to, but I am as powerless as you." Lin Laoyao narrowed his eyes. "No one can stop this, and no one can change it. We can only be a spectator. "
"Are you really not worried at all?" Qiu Shou suddenly asked.
No matter what, Xiao Zheng was his son-in-law and the father of his two grandsons.
If Xiao Zheng died in front of him, how could he explain to Lin Huayin? Explain to his two grandsons?
On the other hand, his father was his big brother. Did he not care about his family at all? Did he not care about his father's life at all?
Lin Laoyao glanced at Qiu Shou indifferently. "I know what you are thinking. Similarly, if I return all the questions you are thinking about to you. Will you also become that heartless person? "
Qiu Shou was slightly startled, and then he said bitterly, "Fine. I was thinking too much. "
"Family is worth a thousand gold. It is irreplaceable for you and me, "Lin Laoyao said slowly. "But in this great era, there are many times when we can't change things. We can't stop them from happening. "
Lin Laoyao had experienced too many helplessness and choices in his life. He had long been used to silently accepting it. Carrying the infamy.
How it was now, and how it would be in the future.
He was already sixty years old.
What he should see through, what he shouldn't see through. He had seen through all of them.
He couldn't control who lived and who died.
Even though he was the Lin Laoyao that everyone feared, a true powerhouse.
But so what?
Was Zhao Yin not strong enough?
He was still blinded by hatred. His life was shackled, and he could never break free. He couldn't get out.
"By the time we get there, maybe everything will be over," Lin Laoyao said slowly. It was meaningful.
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