Facing Zhao Yin, who had a variety of styles and was exceptionally brutal. Xiao Zheng was indeed unable to adapt.
He was already strong enough. His ability to adapt was already terrifying enough.
However, he did not fight all of the Eight Ultimates at the same time. Before he could adapt to each of them, he would need a relatively long period of preparation.
Before his eyes, however, his duel with Zhao Yin was completed in an instant.
Accepting so many challenges and tests in an instant was indeed a very terrifying thing for Xiao Zheng. Especially since he was under immense psychological pressure. He could not lose. He could not afford to lose.
If he lost, he would lose everything.
If he lost, he would have to leave the people and things he cherished. Including this beautiful world.
Bang!
He met Zhao Yin's fist head-on.
This punch sent Xiao Zheng flying by three meters.
It was as if he had been hit by a cannonball. His whole body was burning up and his blood was boiling. All the bones in his body were making crackling sounds.
Zhao Yin, on the other hand, looked as calm as ever. He was still as — powerful as ever!
Indeed.
After ten minutes of fighting, Xiao Zheng's disadvantage was very obvious.
It could even be said that he was somewhat unable to withstand Zhao Yin's attacks.
The true power of a God level expert seemed to be revealed at this moment.
Xiao Zheng had rarely experienced such a long duel. He had never been unable to fully understand his opponent's situation after fighting for so long.
Tonight, he had encountered the biggest challenge of his life.
A challenge from a God level expert.
"How long has it been? You're already at your limit?" Zhao Yin looked at Xiao Zheng expressionlessly.
Xiao Zheng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and the expression on his face was rather relaxed. "I'm just a little tired of fighting. I want to take a breather and smoke. "
"I'll give you this chance," Zhao Yin said expressionlessly. "This is probably the last cigarette in your life."
"Then let's not smoke." A cold glint suddenly appeared in Xiao Zheng's calm eyes. "If I don't smoke, my life will never end. Isn't that right? "
Hearing that, a cold expression flashed across Zhao Yin's face. "Then let's continue."
After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and attacked Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng vaguely felt that he had seen this attack before. In other words, Zhao Yin had returned to a new cycle of reincarnation.
Yes!
It was a reincarnation!
Both of them had returned to the state they were in before the duel began!
Xiao Zheng easily received this move. The second move was also something that Xiao Zheng was familiar with. Including the last few moves —
At first, Xiao Zheng found it more and more difficult to fight, but now he could face it calmly. The old monk's expression changed slightly as he said in disbelief, "Xiao Zheng seems to have transformed."
"Metamorphosis?" Ye Yuhua asked in confusion.
However, the boulder in his heart slowly loosened.
"Yes. The old monk nodded lightly and said in shock. "Just now, Xiao Zheng clearly couldn't take it anymore. But now, he seems to be a different person. "
"As for Zhao Yin, he's still that powerful Zhao Yin. But to Xiao Zheng, he doesn't seem to be as scary as before. "
"Why is that?" Ye Yuhua was confused. "Why would Xiao Zheng suddenly transform?"
"Maybe — maybe." The old monk shook his head with a bitter smile. "The only thing I can be sure of right now is that Xiao Zheng has already surpassed his previous self. He has entered a whole new realm. "
"In other words — — he might be on the same starting line as Zhao Yin?"
"It should be — —"
Bang!
Zhao Yin suddenly punched Xiao Zheng's chest.
He was sent flying on the spot.
This punch was very heavy. Very powerful.
It made Xiao Zheng's insides churn, as if he was about to throw up his stomach.
Puchi!
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xiao Zheng staggered backward. His face was as pale as paper.
"You think you've seen through me?" Zhao Yin's expression was very cold. His lips curled into a mocking smile.
"If I could be seen through so easily, would I still be me?"
Zhao Yin was very proud and confident.
As a Deity, he had the right to be proud and confident.
Xiao Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was no sign of shock on his face.
On the contrary, his lips curled up as he said slowly, "Now, I've seen through you."
Hearing this, Zhao Yin showed a rare look of surprise on his face, "Oh?"
"Little guy, you think I can't recognize you just because you've changed your identity?"
Xiao Zheng slightly moved his body, his muscles instantly bursting. "Now, it's my turn."
Clang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the blade that Ye Yuhua gave him appeared in his hand.
The edge of the blade gave off a cold light, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. It was extremely cold.
Zhao Yin slightly narrowed his eyes, clearly feeling a strong killing intent engulfing his body. He had no choice but to hold the crimson dagger in his hand again.
"Then let me have a look at your blade."
…
Ye Yuhua was even more confused.
Xiao Zheng was clearly heavily injured, why did it seem like he was reborn?
The old monk was also a bit confused. He couldn't understand where Xiao Zheng's confidence came from.
Just like Ye Yuhua, he only saw that Xiao Zheng was heavily injured, but he couldn't understand the mystery behind it.
"Do you understand it?" Ye Yuhua asked very seriously.
"No," the old monk shook his head slightly and said with some regret. "Maybe, I've also been left far behind by Xiao Zheng."
Ye Yuhua calmed down a bit and said with some pride, "This kid can always bring people surprises."
"Tonight, what he brings to people might not be a surprise. It's a massacre. "
…
One slash was like a dragon raising its head.
The edge of the blade was firm, fierce, and powerful. Even Zhao Yin had to dodge slightly.
But immediately, he used a clay ox blade to resolve all of Xiao Zheng's attacks. Instead, he could take advantage of the victory to pursue.
The two of them fought back and forth. After three minutes of fighting, Xiao Zheng was no longer at a disadvantage. On the contrary, he even had a slight advantage!
Clang!
The blades collided with each other, emitting intense sparks.
Xiao Zheng suddenly shook his wrist, and the blade seemed to emit a powerful dragon's roar. Even Zhao Yin was slightly unable to endure it.
A numb feeling came from his wrist, and he couldn't quite hold the blade.
Hiss!
The blade made an ear-piercing noise as it rubbed against each other. Xiao Zheng suddenly exerted strength in his arms and pressed heavily towards Zhao Yin!
"Impudent!"
Zhao Yin roared in a deep voice. An astonishing power erupted from his wrist. It actually forcefully reflected Xiao Zheng's suppression. Even Xiao Zheng's body bounced away.
Xiao Zheng retreated in a flash. However, the solemn expression on his face gradually faded. What replaced it was an inexplicable sense of relief.
"Are you angered by me? Or is it the feeling of powerlessness that makes you angry? "Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes as a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Or is it the fear of death that makes you uneasy?"
Buzz!
Xiao Zheng swung his blade horizontally, like a god descending to the mortal world!
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