Not to mention these lowly humans, even among the noble Mizobudapi people, he was high and mighty and was sought after by others. This time, he had deliberately chosen a place that was close to the human's base camp. This was because he was skilled and daring. At the same time, it was also a form of provocation to the cautious old fellows. However, he did not expect that he would be fooled by such an ant! What was even more unexpected was that the human did not run away?!
There was a hint of astonishment on his angry and distorted face, but it quickly turned into a sinister smile.
"For your foolish courage, I will collect your head!"
Mizobudapi soldiers liked to collect the heads of their enemies and make them into specimens. Wang Zhong knew that no matter whether it was the mines that the Exploration Team Department had cleared out or the gathering places of the Mizobudapi people, they had found a large number of skull specimens. To Heinrich, Wang Zhong's strength might not be enough to make him a specimen, but what he had done was worth it. That head would forever remind Heinrich not to underestimate any weak enemy!
However, Wang Zhong waved his hand, and a strange and mocking smile appeared on his comical clown mask. "That's what you said just now."
Heinrich gripped his sword tightly. When he had endured the massive explosion and rushed out of the ground, he had been tense and did not notice anything. It was only now, under Wang Zhong's mocking gaze, that he realized that he was missing an arm, and even a large part of the sole of his foot was broken. As the representative of the perfect Mizobudapi male god, he had actually become such an ugly person?
His originally somewhat sinister face became even more sinister at this moment. Slowly, shame and anger overflowed from his face. His face turned red, and the broken tentacle root on top of his head had bursts of electric light curling around it. Energy surged, but it no longer had that kind of divine glory from before.
Roar roar roar ~ ~ ~
Heinrich roared almost crazily.
This roar was like a clap of thunder, causing Wang Zhong to involuntarily cover his ears. However, just based on these few words and the other party's reaction, as well as the contact they had in the past two days, he could already tell that the other party should be an aristocrat among the Mizobudapi people. He was very proud, very talented, and very concerned about his image. Although neither Wang Zhong nor Simba thought that there was anything good about the other party's appearance, and the tentacles on his head were enough to cause a trypophobia attack, it was obvious that the Mizobudapi people didn't think so. This Sword Saint was probably a handsome guy from their race, right?
Whoosh!
With a loud roar, Heinrich had already flown into the air and launched a golden ambush!
"I will let you taste hell!"
His voice and attack arrived at almost the same time, but Heinrich was used to wielding a sword with his left hand. Suddenly switching to his right hand, it was not to say that he was not used to it, but it was still awkward.
At this moment, his sword missed its target. His attack was fast, but his opponent was also fast. He had already activated his Speed Circuit at this time. When he saw that his opponent was about to attack, Wang Zhong had already started to run, as if he had no intention of fighting his opponent at all.
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck. Lao Wang, you're not being kind. Didn't you say you wanted to fight one-on-one? Why are you running away again? " Simba sharply ridiculed him. He had asked this guy to run just now, but he didn't. Look, he still wanted to run. Even if a Sword Saint was missing an arm or a leg, he was still a Sword Saint!
"What's the hurry? This is a battle tactic. I will exhaust him first." As he spoke, he turned and fled to the left. Although there was no complicated terrain nearby, there were a lot of rocks that had been splattered by the landslide earlier. At this time, instead of running far away, he went into the pile of collapsed rocks and used them to block his line of sight.
In terms of battle tactics, Wang Zhong was definitely a professional. He had to make a clear distinction between acting cool and courting death. In fact, there was only a fine line between the two. His opponent was injured, and the injury to his right leg had reduced his speed by a lot. This gave Wang Zhong space to dodge, but if he was not careful, he would still be in danger of being instantly killed. He couldn't fight head-on, so guerilla tactics were definitely his first choice. He would bleed to death, and acting cool was just to provoke his opponent.
Sure enough, clumsy tactics often had fatal effects. His opponent was already dizzy from anger and chased after him like a madman. The pressure of a Sword Saint came from behind, trying to suppress Wang Zhong and make him unable to move. However, Wang Zhong, who was wearing the clown mask, was always able to find a gap in the pressure. Furthermore, the pressure was not strong due to his injury, so it didn't affect Wang Zhong's speed in the slightest.
"Simba, use your taunt!"
"Turn around!" Simba shouted proudly. This was his specialty.
Wang Zhong suddenly turned around, and the clown mask made a 'hua' sound. His bright red nose swelled up with a bang. Coupled with his slanted eyes and exaggerated mouth, he didn't even need to say anything. Even an alien would know that it was embarrassing, let alone an 'advanced race' that was proficient in the human language.
"Chase me, idiot! You're so ugly! Look at your broken octopus head. Is grilled squid delicious? "This was Simba's voice.
However, Heinrich, who was extremely angry, obviously couldn't tell the difference.
It had to be said that there was an advantage to being from a similar civilization. It was easy to understand, especially since the other party was familiar with the human language. He could feel the strong mockery and contempt.
He was actually being teased by such a low-level creature! He was being trampled and mocked by such an ant!
Most of the Mizobudapi people valued honor above everything else. Heinrich even wanted to die now. His speed had increased due to his anger, but his agility was lacking, and his brain was a little hot. Wang Zhong was running around in the pile of rocks in front of him, changing directions left and right, and doing various jumps. Heinrich was always able to catch up to Wang Zhong before he could stop. His speed was clearly much faster than his opponent, but he just couldn't catch up.
This happened a few times, and Heinrich forced himself to calm down. He slowed down a little and only used his divine sense to lock onto Wang Zhong's position. The effect was immediate.
"Verbal Control — Zoom Shadow!"
Wang Zhong didn't think that he would be able to succeed by provoking the Sword Saint. At this time, he didn't let Simba mock him anymore. He focused on leading the Sword Saint in circles in this pile of rocks for about three hours. This was the twelfth time he had activated his Speed Circuit. Under the pressure of actual combat, he was constantly making adjustments.
On the one hand, he could feel that his Soul Circuit was becoming more and more proficient. On the other hand, he was constantly discovering some small flaws in the Circuit during the high-speed consumption and operation. This was almost impossible to discover during normal training. It was all because of the tense nerves and sharper consciousness under high pressure, as well as the extreme pressure of survival. No matter who had just experienced a life and death battle, the impact on their soul and the changes in their vision were simply unimaginable to ordinary people.
Wang Zhong's control of the Soul Circuit had unknowingly improved in all aspects. At this time, his speed was extremely fast. Every time he activated a new Speed Circuit, it would always be a little faster than before. This surprised and delighted him. He felt that the difference in speed between him and the Sword Saint was slowly maintaining a balance.
This was simply incredible. Even though the Sword Saint's foot was injured, he was still an entire realm higher than the Sword Saint. Heinrich had never seen a weakling with this level of energy who could run so fast.
To put it simply, the injured Sword Saint could barely be considered an eight-cylinder supercar, while the Heroic Soul Stage could only run six cylinders at most. Wang Zhong was the same, but the problem was that he still had the twin turbochargers … This speed was different.
Furthermore, the Sword Saint's injury had yet to recover, so Wang Zhong was definitely at an advantage. Wang Zhong even felt that when he activated the latest Speed Circuit, his speed had even surpassed that of the Sword Saint behind him. This was a reassuring thought. As long as he was faster than the Sword Saint, he would be the laughing stock of his people. He had taken the initiative to come here to show off and teach his enemy a lesson. What was the point of going back like this?
Of course, if the Sword Saint could completely calm down, it would retreat in such a disadvantageous situation. Wang Zhong couldn't do anything about it. However, Heinrich was extremely furious. He couldn't bear to go back like a cripple. He would be laughed at by his people. He had taken the initiative to come here to show off and teach his enemy a lesson. What was the point of going back like this?
Whoosh!
A ray of Sword Qi swept past Wang Zhong's head.
It had finally made its move!
Wang Zhong, who was wearing the clown mask, was extremely sensitive. It was as if he had eyes on the back of his head. He instantly dove close to the ground, but he still felt a burning sensation on his scalp. The edge of the Sword Qi touched his scalp, splitting him in the middle.
Damn it. It was one thing to know, but it was really difficult to react when facing an attack. Regardless of whether it was speed, power, or the sense of threat that this Sword Qi gave him, it was far inferior to the one from two days ago.
This kind of attack would definitely consume a lot of power. The Sword Saint probably wanted to conserve his power by not using it directly. Fortunately, he didn't attack head-on. If not, he wouldn't have had the time to increase his Speed Circuit, and he would have been the one to die. A Heroic Soul couldn't face the power of a Heavenly Soul head-on, regardless of whether it was from the legends he had heard or from his observations of the actual situation.
With the Sword Saint's current situation, his stamina and power would definitely be consumed faster. Furthermore, the longer this dragged on, the more serious the Sword Saint's injuries would be, and the more obvious the opportunity would be.
Wang Zhong didn't have any other strong points since he was young, but he had patience. He was like an experienced hunter, and the Sword Saint was like his prey. Furthermore, it was an enraged prey … Emotions had always been the advantage of high-level creatures, but it was also their biggest weakness.
With just this short period of contact, Wang Zhong had a considerable understanding of the Mizobudapi people.
The two figures dashed through the rocks one after another. Unknowingly, they had circled behind the mountain range on the left of the Black Boulder Mine. A dense forest appeared in front of them, and Wang Zhong's eyes lit up.
Meanwhile, Heinrich, who had finally managed to calm himself down, suddenly became anxious again. Although he was slightly faster than the Sword Saint, the Sword Saint was more agile than him. If the Sword Saint really dashed into the forest, it would be even more difficult to kill this despicable human. Ordinary Sword Qi was useless. The power and speed of the Sword Saint were less than 30% of the usual. Furthermore, the Sword Saint had suddenly become stronger and faster than two days ago, as if he was on steroids. This was also the main reason why Heinrich kept failing to kill him.
He only had two choices now. Give up on killing him, or …
Heinrich didn't hesitate. He straightened the Holy Sword in his hand and got into a fighting stance.
Frankly speaking, it was definitely humiliating for him to use his trump card to deal with such a weak and insignificant person. It wasn't worth it either, as he might not be able to perfectly control this move in his current condition. He might even suffer a backlash. Furthermore, the Sword Saint was just a human Heroic Soul. The value of the reward was not proportional to the price he had to pay. However, if Heinrich's pride was added to this scale of value, it would be a different story.
He couldn't let the Sword Faction enter the forest. No matter what, he had to die!
Sword Faction's ultimate technique — Man and Sword as One!
His body suddenly flashed with countless electric lights, and the broken sections of the tentacles on his head actually healed bit by bit under the powerful surge of energy. Although they didn't grow back immediately, new flesh had already grown at the places where they were cut off, and they were exuding vitality.
However, just as he got into a fighting stance, the Sword Saint in front of him seemed to be prepared. He leaped into the air and slid backward. At the same time, he clasped his left and right hands together. Flames had already appeared on his arms, and he unleashed a Fire Phoenix!
This Fire Phoenix was fast and urgent. Heinrich simply ignored it and activated his Sword Intent! However, as he was seriously injured, his invincible Sword Intent defense was no longer as powerful as before. He was forced back by the powerful attack of the Fire Phoenix, and his momentum, which had almost finished accumulating power, was slightly delayed. On the other hand, Wang Zhong, who was in front of him, used the recoil from the Phoenix Rises to Ninth Heaven and slid into the forest behind him like a swallow flying into the forest. Furthermore, it was obvious that he had calculated the distance and position well. With the cover of the forest, his body instantly disappeared, leaving Heinrich, who had already unleashed his ultimate move, outside.
This — this lowly, despicable, and treacherous person …
Heinrich didn't know how to curse. If not, he would have cursed Wang Zhong's ancestors.
He gritted his teeth. Should he give up now?
To be honest, Heinrich wasn't willing to give up, but he no longer had the capital to chase after Wang Zhong.
After chasing after this despicable human for the past two days, although Heinrich had cursed him thousands of times in his heart, he could tell that this human was extremely cunning and was extremely good at escaping and hiding. In such a forest, it would be very difficult to catch him.
More importantly, his injuries were actually very serious. The broken antennae on his head would affect his energy transmission, exploration, and insight, including his broken left hand and right leg. The Mizobudapi people had a very strong regenerative ability. As a Sword Saint, his regenerative ability was even stronger. However, this also required him to adjust his breath and quietly recover. Continuous running and energy consumption would not bring any help to the body's regeneration. Instead, his injuries would continue to worsen. He had to stop.
Heinrich's footsteps stopped in front of the forest. His chest rose and fell violently, and he forced himself to calm down.
"Hey hey hey, that guy didn't chase after me! Did he finally give up? "Simba shouted.
Wang Zhong also realized that after he rushed into the forest, he was waiting for the other party to fall into his trap. However, the other party didn't come. He looked over and saw that Heinrich had already sat cross-legged on the ground and started to adjust his breath. There was energy and electricity constantly wrapped around his body, and even the wounds on his broken limbs began to heal. Was this really an octopus monster?
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