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Chapter 2081

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"Flash!" Suddenly, Kemor Daken moved.

Kemore Deacon instantly appeared behind Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao didn't even have time to react.

Cole's fist was already smashing toward the back of Chen Zhao's head.

Bang!

"Die!" Kemor Deacon's confident punch landed on Chen Zhao's head.

Even though he'd fought with Chen Zhao before.

Even though he'd lost once in strength.

But it didn't mean that Chen Zhao's defense could block his fist.

Especially when it came from behind.

But Cole realized that Chen Zhao didn't react at all.

Chen Zhao didn't react at all. Instead, he felt extreme pain.

His fist had been injured by his own strength.

Kemor Daken abruptly retreated and pulled away.

He stared at Chen Zhao in disbelief.

Such a strong body.

Kemore Deacon saw that his fist had actually turned into mush.

But this injury wasn't much of a threat to him.

Kemor Dyken immediately cast a few healing spells on himself and the wound on his hand quickly recovered.

Only then did Chen Zhao turn his head to look at Kemor Deacon.

Kemore Deacon looked at Chen Zhao in confusion.

Wasn't Chen Zhao's reaction too slow?

Perhaps his punch hadn't completely hurt Chen Zhao just now.

Maybe he'd gotten a concussion.

Chen Zhao looked at Kemore Deccan. "Mr. Kemore Deccan, your fists seem a bit weak. Where did you get your strength from? Seems like the genius you chose is average. "

Kemore Deacon narrowed his eyes at Chen Zhao. "Keep mocking me. Soon, you won't be able to laugh anymore."

"Really? Are you sure you can do it?" Chen Zhao rubbed his chin and looked at Cole. "How about this? I'll stand here and see if you can really hurt me."

Kemore Deacon's face turned cold.

Chen Zhao was really too arrogant, so arrogant that he couldn't stand it.

"You will regret this!" Kemor Deccan snorted coldly.

Kemore Deacon appeared behind Chen Zhao again.

But this time, he used his finger to stab the joint between Chen Zhao's neck and the back of his head.

This was one of the weakest parts of the human body.

To what extent exactly?

There was once a person who was hit on the back of his head by his parents, resulting in high level paralysis.

Kemor Deacon had once stolen a martial art that a martialist was most proud of.

This Martialist was best at attacking the weak points of the human body.

After Kemor Dyken seized this ability and combined it with his own magic, this martial art became even more dangerous and terrifying.

But Chen Huihui was still unmoved by Kemor Deacon's attack.

Kemore Deacon tried a few more times, but the result was the same.

Physical attacks were useless!

Kemor Deacon's expression turned slightly solemn.

However, physical attacks weren't Kemor Deacon's strongest means of attack.

Chen Zhao stood where he was, a smile on his face.

"You don't look like you have a solution."

A murderous glint flashed in Kemore Deacon's eyes. "Can't be helped? You think too highly of yourself! "

This time, Kemore Deacon pulled away, planning to teach Chen Zhao a lesson with magic.

Clay Deacon had a good idea.

"Curse! Fatal weakness. "

Kemore Deacon first cast a Fatal Weakness Curse.

However, the moment the curse landed on Chen Zhao, Kemor realized that it actually disintegrated into the most basic magical power and was absorbed by Chen Zhao.

"Ha … I forgot to tell you that I have absolute immunity to curses. If you want to use a curse on me, it's best if it's at the demon king level."

Kemore Deacon realized that he'd really underestimated Chen Zhao.

His many trump cards were actually useless against Chen Zhao.

Kemore Deacon still didn't give up.

"Death Ray!!"

Chen Zhao was no stranger to this Death Ray.

Chen Zhao had already encountered quite a few enemies who used Death Rays.

In the Supernatural Organization, Jollinash also knew how to use Death Ray.

But the Death Ray suddenly disintegrated when it was less than 50 centimeters from Chen Zhao.

"Impossible … This isn't a curse!" Kemore Deacon stared at Chen Zhao in shock.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to mention that my magic resistance has also reached an extremely high level. Although it's not as high as my curse resistance, ordinary magic still can't hurt me. As you can see, your Death Ray can't even get within 50 centimeters of me. You need a stronger magic attack."

Kemor Deccan sucked in a breath of cold air. Was this young man a monster?

His physical, curse, and magic defense had all reached such a level.

Even the Dragon Race couldn't possibly have such a terrifying resistance.

How did this guy do it?

"I recommend you use physical attacks because they can at least get close to my body."

"Shut up!" Kemore Deacon was furious.

He felt like Chen Zhao was playing with him.

All of a sudden, Kemor Daigen's palms shot out death rays one after another.

But just like the first Death Ray, it disintegrated before it could get close to Chen Zhao.

"If you can't even break through my magic resistance, then I'm really disappointed in you. Mr. Kemore Deacon, please keep working hard. I believe you can do it."

Chen Zhao didn't attack, but he continued to harass him verbally.

And Kemore Deacon was indeed verbally harassed by Chen Zhao.

He started to lose his sense of propriety. He became irritable.

"Go to hell!" Kemor Dyken unleashed another top-level Spell, Dark Blast, without caring about anything else.

A turbid black ball smashed toward Chen Zhao.

But the result was still the same.

The moment the black ball neared Chen Zhao, it burst like a balloon. It didn't explode violently. Instead, it disintegrated directly.

"You seem to have improved. You need to work harder."

Kemore Deacon was already panicking.

That attack just now was close to his strongest magic attack.

But he still couldn't touch Chen Zhao directly.

This made him start to panic.

Chen Zhao suddenly raised his hand and aimed at Kemore Deacon.

Bang!

Kemore Deacon felt a terrifying gust of air brush past his side.

When he looked back, he saw that the trees behind him had fallen hundreds of meters, as if they'd been blown down by a strong gust of wind.

"If you don't continue, it'll be my turn."

Kemore Deacon felt like his scalp was going to explode.

What was wrong with this guy?

Why did he feel even more terrifying than when he was facing an enraged Zhang Tianyi?

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