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Chapter 29

Words:2456Update:22/06/20 08:21:09

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Although Zhao Liang and the others were worried, Lin Zhen had already made up his mind, and they could not say anything. They took out their phones and started the live broadcast.

Ye Tiancheng even gave Lin Zhen a thumbs up. "Lin Zhen, you've got guts. As long as you don't lose too badly in this bet, you'll be my bro in the future. Breaking an arm is nothing. With the current medical standards, it can be treated. As for the twenty million, it's nothing. I'll help you raise the money."

Shi Lei also nodded. "That's what I think too."

Gao Yan also said, "You have the same temperament as me. A martial artist should have this kind of aura."

Lin Zhen smiled at his teammates. Obviously, his actions had gained their approval.

Perhaps to them, he had no chance of winning. However, Lin Zhen knew in his heart that if the fight went on for a long time, he would lose without a doubt. However, if it was only one minute, he might still have a chance.

In fact, Zhang Huai was Lin Zhen's enemy in his previous life. In his mind, he had already simulated the battle with Zhang Huai countless times. He was very clear about Zhang Huai's current strength, and he already had a plan.

Lin Zhen took off his jacket and threw it out. He wore a tight black singlet, revealing his steel-like muscles. He held the Black Dragon Spear in his hand and was ready for battle.

Zhang Huai also threw off his shirt, revealing a patch of black hair on his chest. Together with his fierce-looking face, he looked very scary.

The live broadcast had also started, and several posts appeared at the same time.

"Lie Feng VS Tu Long, Lin Zhen VS Zhang Huai!"

"Demon Hunter Team's Level 7 Warrior Lin Zhen arrogantly challenges the warlord Zhang Huai. One minute battle, no regrets!"

"Courage, confidence! Bingcheng City's young leader is about to be born! One minute battle! "

A few people who were recording the live broadcast quickly stated the rules of the one-minute battle. This made it impossible for both sides to deny it.

As soon as the videos went online, they attracted the attention of countless martial artists within a few seconds. Subtitles flooded the screen, and there were all kinds of comments.

However, most people still thought that Lin Zhen was arrogant and conceited. Although there were precedents of a Level 7 Warrior challenging a Level 1 warlord, the results were mostly the same. The Level 7 Warrior was basically completely defeated.

Even if some people were lucky enough to win, they were very rare, and all of them were famous geniuses in history.

Although Lin Zhen's custom-made potions had amazing effects, he had not yet proven his strength, so no one thought that he'd win....

After all, increasing one's physique was completely different from actual combat.

Lin Zhen didn't have time to look at the internet. All his attention was on Zhang Huai.

"Zhang Huai's strongest attack is his blade technique. I know that he cultivates the Bloody Battle Blade Technique. This blade technique was created by a Dragon Slayer expert a long time ago when he was at the War God level. It's not a perfect blade technique, but it excels in its ferocity and power."

'Zhang Huai is now an early-stage warlord, and his temperament is more intense. Now that he's betting with me, he definitely won't delay. He wants to defeat me in the shortest time possible, so I'm sure that he will use the Bloody Saber Technique to attack me. I need to use the advantage of a long weapon to defend myself in the early stages. As long as I can hold on for half a minute, I'll succeed. It's unrealistic to hold on for longer than that. After all, a warlord can use hidden force.

After making up his mind, the battle between the two of them began.

Sure enough, as Lin Zhen had expected, Zhang Huai glanced at Lin Zhen with a sinister smile and charged forward.

"Little brat, I'll let you know the difference between a warrior and a warlord. Don't be so arrogant in your next life!"

The machete in his hand was also a product of the Ministry of Science and Technology. In terms of value, it was on the same level as Lin Zhen's Black Dragon Spear. With a swing of the long machete, the blade cut through the air and made an ear-piercing whistle.

Lin Zhen shook the Black Dragon Spear in his hand. He used the technique of the 'push' to neutralize and attack Zhang Huai.

An ear-piercing sound of metal colliding was heard. Lin Zhen took two steps back, and his palms felt slightly numb.

A peak level-nine warrior could exert a force of nearly 500 kilograms at most. Anyone who could exert a force of more than 500 kilograms was considered a warlord.

Zhang Huai was a level-one warlord. Although he hadn't been a warlord for long, his strength had exceeded 500 kilograms because warlords had internal strength.

Lin Zhen's 400 kilograms of strength clashed with the other party. Relying on the advantage of a long weapon, he could only barely resist.

Zhang Huai laughed heartily after his successful attack. The long machete in his hand glowed with a cold light as he launched a crazy attack on Lin Zhen.

"Lin Zhen is in danger!" Shi Lei and the others were a little nervous.

Lin Zhen's first attack was just a test. After feeling Zhang Huai's strength, he felt more confident. Although Zhang Huai was strong, it wasn't impossible to resist.

Lin Zhen took a deep breath and poured all his strength into his arm. The long spear in his hand danced like a windmill. He lowered his waist and sat in a horse stance, not retreating even half a step!

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

A string of sparks flew in all directions. The scene was like forging iron. Zhang Huai's machete was strong and fierce, but not agile enough. For a moment, he couldn't break through Lin Zhen's defense.

"Stinking brat! You're drinking poison to quench your thirst. You're relying on your last breath to resist. Let's see how you'll resist when your last breath leaks out. Ahhh! "

Zhang Huai was also ruthless. The machete in his hand was fiercer than the previous one. Although this consumed a lot of his strength, he believed that he would be able to last longer than Lin Zhen.

He didn't want to drag this one-minute battle to the end. That would be an insult to his reputation as a warlord.

Suddenly, the surrounding energy overflowed. Lin Zhen's long spear stirred up dust, and Zhang Huai's long machete whistled. The two of them were competing to see who would give up first.

This fiery fighting scene immediately caused a big wave on the Internet.

"This Lin Zhen is not bad. He's actually resisting a warlord head-on."

"It's temporary. Can't you see that he's not even panting? When this energy passes, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on."

"Yes, yes. After all, he's just a warrior. It's too much for him to challenge a warlord. However, I think Zhang Huai's fierce attacks will consume a lot of his strength. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."

"It's enough to hold on until Lin Zhen is killed. I bet that Zhang Huai will hack Lin Zhen to death within a minute. I'll post this as proof. If he can't do it, I'll livestream myself eating sh * t."

"I'm waiting for the person above to eat sh * t."

Soon, more than 20 seconds had passed. Lin Zhen finally couldn't hold his breath anymore.

"Hold on for another five seconds!"

Lin Zhen's face was flushed. He held on for another five seconds with his strong willpower.

Finally, he took a deep breath. As he breathed, the defense of his long spear slowed down.

"Haha! Kid, you can't hold on anymore. Die! "

Zhang Huai laughed loudly. He was very tired after half a minute of frenzied attacks. After all, Lin Zhen had the advantage in defense, and he also had the advantage with a long weapon. However, Zhang Huai was confident that he could still hold on for a while. Killing Lin Zhen was right in front of him.

Zhang Huai's long saber slashed diagonally with a flash of light.

"Lin Zhen, be careful!" Zhao Liang and the others shouted anxiously. In their opinion, Lin Zhen might not be able to block this slash.

Lin Zhen might not be able to block it, but he still had a trump card.

That was his outstanding nerve reaction!

Lin Zhen was a telekinesis master. His nerve reaction was strong. After taking the genetic potion, his mental strength had advanced to the intermediate silver level. Although he had just reached the intermediate silver level, his nerve reaction had actually surpassed that of an ordinary beginner warlord.

At the very least, it was better than Zhang Huai's.

Therefore, Lin Zhen didn't think it would be difficult to dodge this slash. The moment the blade was about to reach his body, he tilted his body slightly, and the blade brushed past him by a hair's breadth!

"F * ck! It's a coincidence! "

Zhang Huai couldn't believe it. The slash that he had been so sure of had missed, and his hand movements slowed down slightly.

Lin Zhen wouldn't let go of such an opportunity. Although he was a little exhausted, he still kicked Zhang Huai's calf.

However, Lin Zhen seemed to be out of strength. This kick didn't cause much damage. It only made Zhang Huai's leg hurt and he took a few steps back. This angered him even more. At the same time, it consumed another five to six seconds.

"Kid! Lie down! Bloody Battle Seven Consecutive Slashes! "

Zhang Huai used the Bloody Battle Saber Technique regardless of the fact that he was already an arrow at the end of its flight. The long saber attacked from various angles. Lin Zhen's mind was clear. His body moved left and right. The flash of the other party's saber was like a bullet that tested one's nerve reaction. In Lin Zhen's eyes, it wasn't impossible to dodge. Moreover, Zhang Huai's saber hadn't reached the speed of a bullet.

"Swish swish swish swish swish!"

Lin Zhen's body kept dodging and twisting. Occasionally, he would twist to an exaggerated angle. He actually managed to dodge the seven consecutive slashes.

The most dangerous slash was even close to Lin Zhen's neck. It cut off a strand of Lin Zhen's hair, but he wasn't injured.

After the seven slashes, Zhang Huai couldn't hold on anymore. He had to withdraw his saber and take a few steps back to catch his breath.

Looking at the strand of hair falling from the air, Lin Zhen's mouth revealed a smile.

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