The insufferably arrogant Mars fell to the ground. Mars' last moment was filled with dissatisfaction. Even he had not expected it to be like this.
The surrounding forest immediately fell silent, and a terrifying atmosphere filled the air. This was Mars, so how could he be defeated in a single move?
Wang Zheng straightened and called to Zhang Zhun. "Help me carry him over."
Zhang Zhun immediately walked over and helped Mars up. When he looked at Wang Zheng again, it was not just admiration, but worship.
He could feel Mars' weight, and the power contained in his body. That meant that Mars had been knocked down in one blow before he could even use it. How was that possible?
Any expert, especially at Mars' level, would explode with all their power in the face of danger. The more dangerous it was, the more so. Could it be that Wang Zheng's attack speed and changes had surpassed Mars' instinct for danger?
Usually, such a situation meant that the two combatants were a level apart. Mars and Wang Zheng were a level apart?
If that was the case, who could stop Wang Zheng at SIG?!
Zhang Zhun's intuition told him that the gap between the two was not that great. Even if Wang Zheng was a little stronger, it was still limited. But how could this be? What had just happened?
Zhang Zhun did not know. Given his level and vision, he could not see it.
Aragorn was silent for a while, and then disappeared into the forest. He needed to understand what had happened. Due to his vision and distance, he had not seen that blow clearly. Could it be a trap by Mars?
Usually not. Against outsiders, Arbiters were very united. Even if they did not help, they would not be a hindrance.
Without understanding, Aragorn could not act rashly.
"Wang Zheng, Mars …"
Wang Zheng smiled, as though nothing had happened. He sat back down. "Let him rest for a while. He'll wake up in about five or six hours."
Zhang Zhun nodded. Why was there no wound on Mars' body?
More accurately, there seemed to be a red dot on his chest. Something was not right.
In the control room, Bolet, Lin Hong, and Sarabujal were silent as well.
"Adjust this," Sarabujal said. The staff at the side immediately operated.
The trio's vision and omniscient view should have been the clearest, but they could not follow what had happened in that instant.
Of the three, Sarabujal's vision was the best, but Sarabujal did not dare to judge.
The slow-motion scene immediately appeared on the screen on the right.
Wang Zheng and Mars were both charging up for this battle. Mars' explosive speed was top-notch. If he wanted to rely on speed and agility to play any tricks in close combat, he would be looking for death. Attack frequency and power could directly determine victory or defeat in such close combat.
When Mars attacked, he punched with his right fist and used his left arm as a "parry". His blocking range was very wide. He did not need to dodge Wang Zheng's Leaning Landslide. On the contrary, he wanted to test the strength of this Leaning Landslide. Mars was sure that this Leaning Landslide could not knock him down.
However, Wang Zheng's advancing right arm was slanted. It was not the Leaning Landslide. As he neared, his left hand struck out. But at this distance …
It was actually … a finger!
Wang Zheng pointed a finger at Mars. This sudden change was abnormally fast. It was not that Mars could not dodge, but that there was no need. In such a fierce situation, changing moves was the worst choice. Let alone a finger, even if Wang Zheng punched him a few times, it would be fine. Mars was confident that he could defeat Wang Zheng with one punch.
However, it was this finger.
In that instant, the screen blurred. The staff member thought that there was a problem and hurriedly adjusted it. His finger flew across the screen, but that hit was blurred.
Sarabujal waved his hand, indicating that the staff member should not move.
It was this finger that instantly stopped all of Mars' movements. His entire body froze.
Lin Hong did not speak. His eyes were filled with interest. With the strengthening of physical techniques. As the leader in the Milky Way Alliance, Aslan's various military colleges had strengthened their physical techniques training. The Aslan royal family also had breathing techniques, but it was not widespread. But even so, they had never seen such mystical power.
Bolet also did not know where this power came from. "The finger strength is more concentrated, but also more fragile. How could Mars' muscles not be able to withstand it? These two kids can't be acting, can they?"
Of course, Bolet also knew that this was not likely. In truth, he did not even know what to say.
Sarabujal was still silent, still watching. But Bolet and Lin Hong could both feel Sarabujal's tyrannical aura. It had actually created a wind in the room.
But this wind quickly disappeared. Sarabujal … was an expert!
Sarabujal nodded apologetically. "I'm sorry. I did not expect to see a student of this level at SIG."
"Sarabujal, don't keep me guessing. Tell me what you see. I know I'm not as good as you in this area," Bolet said. This Manalasuo general had never cared about face. What he cared about was actual absorption.
"Actually, Mars had lost from the start." Sarabujal said. "Mars only has killing intent, but no killing aura. Killing intent builds momentum, and killing aura kills. Just building momentum is not enough to use a killing move. But Wang Zheng can use a killing move under the condition of killing intent."
Sarabujal pressed the freeze button. Mars' stubborn gaze, and Wang Zheng's murderous gaze were different.
One could deceive an opponent, but not oneself. Mars only had the will to fight. In such a situation, to achieve the best, both sides had to constantly cross each other. And Wang Zheng did not have the time, nor could he do that. So he had to use a killing move. But a killing move was not something that could be switched at any time.
Similarly, Wang Zheng had no killing intent against Mars. But in that blow, Wang Zheng had unleashed his killing intent.
Lin Hong frowned. "I understand what you mean. Wang Zheng can switch between killing intent and killing aura at any time. Even so, he unleashed his killing intent without killing."
This was also Bolet's question.
Sarabujal stared hard at the seated Wang Zheng. At this level, he had been 38 years old, and was already an army commander. He had killed countless people, and could control his momentum as he pleased. This was something that he had killed step by step between life and death. From the terror of killing to numbness, and then reflection to understanding, this was a very long process.
But how old was Wang Zheng? He was a man of understanding. In this respect, he was at least two levels higher than Mars.
He had accurately grasped Mars' "weakness" and dealt a fatal blow. If killing intent against killing intent, and killing intent against killing intent, Mars was not much weaker than Wang Zheng. But killing intent against killing aura, the difference was too great.
The difficulty lay in switching. Just as a machine needed to be warmed up and adjusted, humans were even more so.
Of course, this was not important. Because killing intent was just a state. Unless one was a god, one could only produce a portion. This was also why Wang Zheng had not killed Mars in the end. He had only switched, and had not reached the peak of killing intent. What was important was that move of Wang Zheng's.
Bolet and Lin Hong looked at each other. Sarabujal had pointed it out, and they had understood. But that finger?
Sarabujal shook his head slightly. "I don't know what move it was either. Perhaps a secret physical technique from Earth."
Actually, Sarabujal knew, but he would not say it.
Bolet's eyes turned. He knew that Sarabujal, that old fox, was not speaking the truth. Beside him, Lin Hong seemed to think of something, and his body trembled. At this time, if Bolet did not connect the dots, he would not be fit to stand here.
But Bolet had been shocked.
It was not that he had recognized the move, but that a physical technique attack could not be detected in the surveillance. There was only one type of person who could do it.
Such people were … taboo in every country. Every country had to think of ways to treat them like ancestors, and also strictly monitor them.
Heaven-rank expert!
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