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Chapter 1201

Words:2805Update:22/06/28 04:17:52

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Di Maria's lips curled into a smile. He did not like Wang Zheng. He did not like this kind of guy who stole the limelight. A loser should behave like a loser, and kneel obediently. He had thought that this trip to Elite Academy X would be the beginning of his path to becoming king, but it had become a joke. If not for the fact that his family had played it down, he would have lost both his wife and his soldiers this time.

Qiankun Zadeh's strength was unquestionable. As the number one in the military academy, it nurtured the most loyal warriors and commanders of the Aslan Empire. Not status, only ability. For Qiankun Zadeh to reach this stage, it was meaningless. Strength spoke for itself. The Wind God Arts, at this level, could break through space, and was unstoppable.

The titanium blade was covered in a layer of faint silver energy. It was unusually sharp. What Wang Zheng had to dodge was not just the blade itself, but also that elusive energy.

Mars could feel it clearly. The Wind God Arts and the Heavenly Overlord Attack were two completely different styles, but their effects were very similar. The Heavenly Overlord Attack was about strength, while the Wind God Arts was about speed. Of course, speed also required a strong body to support it. The difference was that when the Wind God Arts was trained to a certain level, and the speed was sufficient, it would form the effect of the Space Breaking Cut.

Close combat was unbeatable. But he did not know to what extent Qiankun Zadeh could use it when piloting a mech.

Qiankun Zadeh's first move was on the aura. Between pros, Qiankun Zadeh could see the subtle changes in Wang Zheng's heart. He wanted to rest, and at the same time think about the future. This was a joke.

In the past, he would not have bothered to exchange blows with such a person. But in this moment, he would viciously grasp this point, and ensure that his opponent would never recover.

Killing intent filled the air, and the titanium blade flashed. Wang Zheng was no longer as relaxed as he had been against González. He had to move faster, and move his body to dodge Qiankun Zadeh's attacks. His titanium blade had been prepared for defense, but now it was a decoration. Unless it was from a special angle, attacks that could not be released. Other projectile attacks could not be blocked, and could only be dodged.

Qiankun Zadeh pressed hard. He did not want to give Wang Zheng any chance to breathe. At this time, everyone could see that Qiankun Zadeh's killing intent was relentless. It was even more vicious than González.

This time, Wang Zheng had forced himself into a desperate situation.

Faced with Qiankun Zadeh's relentless advance, Wang Zheng did not retaliate immediately. He even suspected that the other party would try to take him down with him at the critical moment. In terms of protecting their country, the Aslan people were no worse than the Arbiters. This Qiankun Zadeh was a classic example.

Actually, Qiankun Zadeh's blade aura could not be considered true blade aura. It was mainly the internal strength of the Wind God Arts combined with the power of the Void Cleaving Slash to achieve such a killing effect. It was just that the battle just now had exhausted Wang Zheng a little. He did not want to suffer internal injuries and had to recuperate. He could only dodge now.

Qiankun Zadeh saw this, and seized the opportunity to hack wildly. Shing … …

A cold slash. Wang Zheng's body hit the ground, and a cold light swept past. Just as he was about to hit the ground, Wang Zheng suddenly spun, a leg sweeping out. Qiankun Zadeh leaped up, and Wang Zheng supported himself with one hand, a flying kick.

Peng …

Qiankun Zadeh retreated, and the distance between the two widened. A flurry of attacks had no effect, and Qiankun Zadeh needed a moment to recover.

Rumble … rumble rumble rumble.

The surrounding trees were toppled over.

A tree in front of Zhang Zhun suddenly snapped into two and fell to the ground.

Gasps came from the forest as well. A few people were walking towards the battlefield. Since their tracks had been exposed, there was no need to hide.

As for Qiankun Zadeh on the battlefield, he had no time to care.

Wang Zheng's abdomen had taken another stab, almost exactly where it had been. Blood was already soaked through. Wang Zheng knew that he could not completely dodge this stab. Compared to a bone injury, such an external wound was better.

Wang Zheng pointed at his wound three times, and the blood was already under control. Such a hemostasis was actually a sealing technique, and definitely not a good thing for the body. But it was better than bleeding to death. Unless absolutely necessary, Wang Zheng did not want to use it. But a pity that none of his opponents were easy to deal with.

Wang Zheng's Primordial Regression Technique filled his entire body. He saw the people outside. The Manalasuo people had arrived as well. Today was really lively. Did they feel that with so many people, they were lambs to the slaughter?

Rumble …

A wave of air exploded from Wang Zheng's body. The power of the Primordial Regression Technique enveloped the entire area. Everyone's expression changed. Lin Feng was finally moved. The surface of Wang Zheng's body was glowing with a golden light. This meant that his physical technique was very special, and the quality was probably of the highest level.

Either it was a secret technique, or his talent was exceptional.

Qiankun Zadeh was not concerned with this. What he wanted to do was to strike while his opponent was weak!

Another two titanium blades appeared in Qiankun Zadeh's hands. He placed one in his mouth, biting it with his teeth, the blade facing outwards.

Wind God's Three Blades Stream!

Ping ~ ~ ~

A loud explosion, and the ground cracked. Qiankun Zadeh charged towards Wang Zheng like a whirlwind, his two titanium blades cleaving. Cross Slash!

This time, Wang Zheng did not dodge. His palm struck out – Break!

Rumble …

The two waves of energy were smashed into pieces, and Wang Zheng, who was following closely behind, had already sent out a kick.

Qiankun Zadeh leapt, his speed shocking. … He had actually dodged.

The power of Wang Zheng's palm was astonishing, and could actually break the blade aura. But Qiankun Zadeh was not surprised.

Lin Feng looked at Lear. This had come from Lear's intelligence. Qiankun Zadeh had already believed Lear's words after feeling that power. This Wang Zheng's physical technique was probably one of the best in the entire SIG. It could even be called the strongest. In a direct clash, if he did not care about anything else, it would be difficult to win.

If he wanted to win, he had to kill Wang Zheng before he made up his mind!

These were Lear's words. To kill meant to put one's life on the line. Lear really wanted to know what level Aslan's Military Officer Academy was at!

In mid-air, he did a somersault towards Wang Zheng. But after such a series of movements, his speed could not keep up. But at this moment, Qiankun Zadeh's entire body exploded, and he appeared behind Wang Zheng like lightning.

Wind God Arts – Wind God Acceleration Body!

The light on Qiankun Zadeh's body had already disappeared. This was a new warrior technique that Aslan had developed over the years, based on their martial arts. It broke some of the traditional ways of using martial arts. Aslan was never just troublesome. They would definitely surpass.

At the start, Qiankun Zadeh had not wanted to reveal his battle style like this. But seeing the golden light on Wang Zheng, he chose to risk his life!

The twin blades circled Wang Zheng, and at the same time, the blade in his mouth swept across Wang Zheng's neck.

An inch longer, an inch stronger. An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. Qiankun Zadeh had already taken the risk to the extreme. He was risking his life!

As long as he landed, Wang Zheng would be killed!

Usually, people who excelled in speed would be more careful. But someone like Qiankun Zadeh had appeared, using the fastest speed to execute the most dangerous killing move.

Lion Thunder?

Only a frontal attack would be effective. And for a warrior who was already mentally prepared, it would be difficult to achieve the same effect as González.

Lear wanted to see what else Wang Zheng had. Wang Zheng was definitely skilled with the blade, and even the Void Cleaving Slash. And Qiankun Zadeh's move did not give him a chance at all.

Many experts had died before they could even display their skills.

Of course, Qiankun Zadeh might be seriously injured by Wang Zheng's counterattack, or even die. But that was none of his business.

But at this moment, Lear still gave a serious expression. After all, the Aslan people still needed it.

Shing …

The twin blades crossed, and there was a burst of sparks. Qiankun Zadeh's own arms were numb from the shock. Wang Zheng had actually disappeared!

The only possibility was to jump … Instantly, Qiankun Zadeh did not hesitate to continue the chase, but …

Everyone was stunned.

What … was that???

In the dark night, Wang Zheng was actually floating in mid-air …

Mars, Zhang Zhun, Lin Feng, Di Maria, and everyone else was stunned. Even as knowledgeable as they were, they had never seen something like this. Some people's Ability X, such as gravity, could allow them to float. Such floating was more of a gimmick, and had no value. But now, no one could use their Ability X. Wang Zheng … how had he done it?

Wang Zheng was in mid-air. In that instant of danger, he just wanted to jump up. But the Primordial Regression Technique had truly achieved the balance of the five elements. Such a balance only required a breath, and gravity seemed to lose its effect. It was a wondrous feeling.

Boom …

Wang Zheng's head tilted to one side. A laser shot through his ear. Wang Zheng's anger was burning for the first time. Battles on the battlefield depended on one's own abilities. He was already prepared for a fierce battle, but this kind of damned sneak attack. Did they treat him as the murderer of their father?

Damn, they were asking for it!

The titanium blade sliced towards the forest, and a golden light swept past.

Boom …

The ground cracked, and the trees were all cut down. There was a scream. It was the Ghana Star team leader, Forgan.

Forgan had not even had time to celebrate the hit when he sensed danger. His reaction had been quick, and his shoulder had been swept away.

Seeing Wang Zheng coming towards him, Forgan did not hesitate to activate his energy shield. He looked at Wang Zheng viciously. "What can you do to me? I'm eliminated, and you're going to die too!"

Wang Zheng's lips curled into a cold smile. There was still a distance of seven to eight meters. The titanium blade swept back, and a golden light shot out. He did not even look back.

Boom …

The energy shield shattered.

Forgan jumped in fright. "You idiot, you think you're … ah …"

Forgan suddenly realized that his body had slid forward, his innards spilling onto the ground.

Wang Zheng did not even look. The energy shield's ability to defend against the space-piercing slash was too poor, let alone at this level.

He did not walk very quickly. This series of movements was very taxing. He needed to be more stable, more ruthless.

After this interruption, the Aslan people also realized the gravity of the situation. They had not expected the energy shield to be so weak.

Lear had not expected Wang Zheng to have another breakthrough in this period of time.

This sort of temporary loss of control existed in martial arts. In that era, it was not rare. Martial arts that were trained to the extreme could even fly without a problem. But in this era, it was wishful thinking. But Wang Zheng had done it.

In this moment, Lear's seriousness was no longer feigned.

"Brother Lin, if we keep watching, Brother Qiankun might not live to see tomorrow," Lear said mildly. If Lin Feng and Di Maria acted, he had enough confidence to act. The four of them could not possibly not finish off Wang Zheng. (Second update has arrived. Next update will resume tomorrow's day.

(The second update has arrived. The next update will revert to tomorrow's daytime. Skeleton will have to think about the next part carefully. Whether it's the monthly votes or the recommendation votes, it's all support. I have to persevere in September, and I have to persevere in October. Skeleton wants to test how resilient he is. Your support is very important.

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