The internet was already in an uproar. Many people couldn't believe that Lin Zhen had lasted until now, especially that dodge just now. This kid's reflexes were outstanding.
But even more people believed that Zhang Huai would definitely be able to kill Lin Zhen in the last ten seconds. After all, the gap between their realms was there.
At that moment, Lin Zhen made an unexpected reaction.
Lin Zhen's legs went soft, as if he was about to fall from exhaustion.
Zhang Huai hadn't recovered yet. He wanted to wait until he recovered a bit to give Lin Zhen a fierce blow, but seeing such an opportunity, his battle instincts made him attack instantly.
"Triple Chain Strike!"
Three blades came down fiercely. This was the last of Zhang Huai's strength. He wanted to finish off Lin Zhen in one fell swoop.
Clang! Clang!
Lin Zhen once again raised his spear to block the two slashes. The powerful impact forced him to continuously retreat, but when the third slash came down, he suddenly borrowed the force of the other party's impact to take a step back, causing Zhang Huai's final slash to miss.
Zhang Huai's blade missed, and his body staggered forward two steps.
There were only three seconds left!
As Lin Zhen retreated, the tail of his spear pushed against the ground. The spear's toughness came into play at that moment. Like a pole vault, Lin Zhen's body bounced back.
Using this force, Lin Zhen roared, and the spear in his hand suddenly exploded.
A gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, blowing fiercely and pulling Zhang Huai's hair into a straight line.
"Nine Spear River's first style, Gale!"
The time to counterattack had come!
Zhang Huai only saw a flash of light in front of him. In the light, a black spear drilled out like a poisonous dragon and went straight for his throat!
"What sharp spear techniques, what meticulous thinking. This spear can't be dodged!"
He never dreamed that Lin Zhen would be able to do this!
At that moment, he realized that he had fallen into a trap.
Lin Zhen had already calculated everything. His final state of exhaustion was also an act. He was using his impatient mentality to lure him into the trap.
If it wasn't for the one minute agreement, Zhang Huai believed that he could have killed Lin Zhen. However, his saber technique leaned towards ferocity, and that kid first used the advantage of a long weapon to resist, then used his outstanding reflexes to dodge, quickly exhausting himself.
The counterattack at the last moment was even more flawless. It happened to be the moment when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had yet to be replenished. The counterattack at this time was indeed difficult to block, not to mention that this move seemed to be very powerful.
In the face of Lin Zhen's long-planned spear strike, Zhang Huai still displayed his abilities as a general-level martial artist. Relying on his dantian's internal strength, he held the saber in his hand horizontally and poured all the remaining strength in his body into it. He pushed the saber with both hands, hoping to push the spear away!
"Creak!!!!"
The ear-piercing sound of metal colliding rang out, causing everyone present to frown.
A string of sparks flew from the body of the spear to the end. In the end, Lin Zhen's strength was still inferior to Zhang Huai's, and his opponent managed to avoid the vital point of his throat. However, although the long spear did not pierce Zhang Huai's throat, it pierced his shoulder, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
The long spear penetrated Zhang Huai's body and almost pierced his shoulder!
Zhang Huai was injured!
Three seconds before the end of the battle, Lin Zhen actually counterattacked and stabbed Zhang Huai with his spear!
However, the battle was not over yet. At that moment, everyone saw how dangerous Lin Zhen was.
The two of them were too close to each other. Lin Zhen's weapon was a long spear, which was basically useless in close combat. As long as Zhang Huai pulled out his saber and counterattacked, Lin Zhen would not be able to dodge at such a close distance.
The Internet was silent. Things had changed too quickly, and no one had time to type or leave a voice message.
Zhang Huai also realized this. Although he had been shot, it was not a fatal shot, and the time was not up yet. He still had a chance. As long as he pulled back his saber, he would be able to end Lin Zhen in one blow.
Since he wanted to do it, he did it. He fiercely pulled back his saber.
There was a saying that went, "Habitual thinking kills." He had been learning weapons for a long time, but he had forgotten that a martial artist's fist was also a weapon.
Lin Zhen was much more decisive. When the two of them got close, Lin Zhen immediately abandoned the Black Dragon Spear in his hand and suddenly punched Zhang Huai in the face.
The two of them were so close that Zhang Huai had no way to dodge with both hands on his saber. Lin Zhen's fist landed on his face.
"Hit!"
"Ugh!"
His head tilted back. The moment he looked up, he saw blood from his nose flying into the sky.
Before he could react, Lin Zhen's second attack came.
But this time, Lin Zhen did not use his fist. Instead, he swung his arm and gave Zhang Huai a heavy slap across the face.
"This slap will teach you to never lay your hands on ordinary people!"
"Smack!"
With four hundred pounds of force, the slap caused Zhang Huai's ears to ring, his head to spin, and half of his face to swell.
As soon as his right hand landed, his left came again.
"This slap will teach you to be prepared to be beaten like a dog when you look down on others!"
"Smack!"
Both sides of his face swelled up. Zhang Huai wanted to roar and fight back, but his abdomen was immediately punched again, forcing his roar back into his stomach.
"Clang!"
Lin Zhen's fist landed on Zhang Huai's mouth, and two of his front teeth fell out.
He knew that Zhang Huai would recover soon, so he had to seize every moment.
"This punch will teach you to be careful of your own teeth if you spit shit out of your mouth!"
"Ah …!" Zhang Huai was about to go crazy.
"Crack!"
An uppercut shut Zhang Huai's mouth. "What the f * ck are you talking about? Even a dog's bark sounds better than yours! "
Snot, tears, and blood flowed out together. Zhang Huai was about to go crazy with anger. He desperately pulled out his saber, wanting to fight back. He was a Champion level martial artist with hidden strength. Lin Zhen's punches wouldn't be able to kill him. He just needed to be given a chance, a chance!
Lin Zhen obviously knew this as well, and knew that he couldn't continue. He grabbed the Black Dragon Spear's shaft and pulled it back, then turned around and thrust it at Zhang Huai!
In the end, Zhang Huai was still tough enough. Although he had been hit repeatedly, he still maintained a bit of clarity. He hated Lin Zhen to the core. He shook his shoulders slightly and held his saber horizontally, preparing to take Lin Zhen's spear head-on, then kill him with a single slash.
Lin Zhen knew what Zhang Huai was thinking, but he still chose to attack. He had already calculated everything.
"Clang!"
The person who blocked Lin Zhen's spear was Du Yanhu.
"Why did you intervene?" Lin Zhen said angrily.
"Captain, why did you stop me from killing Lin Zhen?"
Du Yanhu glared at Zhang Huai with a cold expression. "Do you want to embarrass yourself? This is a live broadcast on the Internet. Countless people are watching. It's time. "
"Ah! Time … What time? I … F * ck! I can't accept this! "
Zhang Huai's hand holding his saber was trembling. He had recovered a little, but he had suffered a lot. Although he still had the strength to fight, he had forgotten that he was now betting with Lin Zhen. There was a time limit of one minute.
"Even if you can't accept it, you have to endure it. Zhang Huai, remember this. It's not a big deal for you to lose face alone, but you are still a member of our Blood Hand Squad. As long as there is life, there is hope. If you want to take revenge, there will be plenty of opportunities. We can't afford to lose face with you."
After that, Du Yanhu didn't care about Zhang Huai anymore. He turned to Lin Zhen. "Lin Zhen, I have to admit that you are amazing. As a Level 7 warrior, there are too few who can do what you did. We will abide by the agreement and transfer 20 million to you now, but you have to remember one thing. From now on, you and the Blood Hand Squad are enemies."
"From the moment I made my move, I was very clear about this." Facing Du Yanhu, a Level 4 warlord, Lin Zhen was not afraid at all.
In fact, Lin Zhen was also an arrow at the end of its flight at the moment. If he didn't expose his Psychic Power, he would definitely not be Zhang Huai's opponent.
If he used his Psychic Power, he might be able to kill Zhang Huai, but it was only a possibility. Besides, he didn't want to expose himself.
It was enough that he had reached this point. He still had time to play with Zhang Huai.
Du Yanhu took Zhang Huai's phone and asked directly, "What's the password?"
"594250." Zhang Huai reluctantly said a number.
Du Yanhu was speechless for a moment. It's … 250! F * ck! Look at your password. I think you are really an idiot. It's f * cking live-streamed. It's really embarrassing to be teammates with you. Lin Zhen, tell me your account number. I'll transfer the money now. "
Lin Zhen told him his account number. Soon, 20 million in cash was transferred to his account. He now had 30 million in his card.
This 20 million was definitely not a small number for a junior warlord like Zhang Huai. It was already more than half of his savings. Losing it to Lin Zhen like this made Zhang Huai's eyes turn red.
"Let's go, Demon Hunter Squad. We will meet again. Goodbye."
After saying this, Du Yanhu left with his team and the injured Ouyang Yu.
As for the few hooligans, he didn't even look at them.
It wasn't until the other party disappeared that Lin Zhen's body trembled. This battle had consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy.
However, he still looked at Zhao Liang and the others with a smile on his face. "I won! I seem to have broken through to Level 8. "
"Yeah! We won! "
Zhao Liang cheered. All the members of the Demon Hunter Squad gathered around and smiled kindly at Lin Zhen. They patted his shoulders, rubbed his hair, and hammered his chest. They congratulated Lin Zhen in the way men should.
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