"Good, good, good. The Sky Snake King really lives up to his reputation." A burst of laughter rang out from the dust. "When I heard that the Destruction Shakyamuni had come to the South Bay, I wanted to fight him to the death and complete my martial arts.
"After I heard that the two of you had joined forces to kill them, I still felt regretful.
"After that, they said that you, the Sky Snake King, were the leader of the Four Royal Generals. I was even more disdainful.
"However, after today's battle, I realized that your martial arts are indeed above mine."
Following this burst of laughter, the wind blew and blew away all the dust in the courtyard, revealing two people standing in the middle of the wreckage.
The person who had just spoken was the man in white who had attacked Zuo Zhicheng, kicked up the rockery, and turned it into a mess. This man had long hair with strands of white hair. The skin on his face was extremely smooth and his eyes were clear. He had an obvious sense of confidence.
"Zuo Zhicheng, I've lost this time. However, it won't be long before I come looking for you again. When that time comes, I'll win." The man in white looked at the silent Zuo Zhicheng and said this calmly. It was as if he was not talking about the future but something that had already happened.
Zuo Zhicheng also looked at him calmly. Under the detection of infrared vision, the strength of his opponent's body was exposed.
"Orange-yellow, 78%."
Apart from himself, this was almost the strongest physique Zuo Zhicheng had seen so far with his infrared vision. Even Zuo Zhicheng, who had always been calm and collected, had a flash of surprise in his eyes.
In fact, he did not need to use infrared vision to observe. After exchanging blows with his opponent, he could already tell how strong his opponent's body was.
"This level of strength is not something that can be achieved through hard training." Zuo Zhicheng was a martial artist himself. He had fought with experts like the Red Sun Monk, Dharma King Chakravarti, Dharma King Daoyu, Dharma King Annihilation, and many others. However, this was the first time he had met someone who could exchange blows with him for so many times. He deeply understood how much effort one had to put in to cultivate one's body to such a level.
'Training in a masochistic hell also requires a lot of spirit energy food. I'm afraid he won't even have time to sleep, because once the intensity of the training decreases, the strength of his body will also decrease.
'To be able to reach this level, if he didn't have any fortuitous encounters, it means that he trained harder than me.'
Zuo Zhicheng could not imagine what kind of hellish training it would be like. As for the content of the other party's words, he understood the meaning behind them.
The battle between the two of them just now was basically just an exchange of pointers using their physical strength. Take Zuo Zhicheng for example, he did not use the power of his mind, nor did he use any Dao techniques. It was obvious that the other party was the same. It could be said that both of them did not use their full strength. Firstly, it was because the other party was not his archenemy and did not want to kill him. Secondly, this was Zuo Zhicheng's territory. Both of them did not want to wreak havoc here.
Even so, after a simple exchange of blows, the other party understood that his martial arts, strength, speed, and explosiveness were still weaker than Zuo Zhicheng's. Therefore, he frankly admitted his failure and said that he would come back to challenge again.
"You are He Zizai?" Zuo Zhicheng asked. Zuo Zhicheng had already met two of the Four Royal Generals in the Shadow Corps. The only one he had not met was He Zizai, the owner of the Tavern of Repose.
"That's right, it's me." He Zizai said, "Zhu Yuwen asked me to tell you that he will go to Haijing tomorrow. He has something to discuss with you." His tone was full of confidence. After he finished speaking, he didn't stay and turned to leave.
"My martial arts are not as good as yours now. I can't fight to my heart's content in this place. I hope that the next time we meet, we can fight to our heart's content."
Zuo Zhicheng had heard a lot of rumors about He Zizai. Now that he had met him in person, he finally understood what kind of person he was.
This was clearly someone who was obsessed with martial arts, strength, and the limits of the body. Other than that, everything else seemed to be fleeting clouds in his eyes. Even the outcome of a martial arts competition did not matter to him. It was just a stepping stone to help him improve his martial arts realm.
It was unknown how such an unruly and unrestrained person was recruited into the Shadow Corps.
Seeing that He Zizai had disappeared, Zuo Zhicheng shook his head and turned to look at Liu Manwen and Lin Yuexi who were still leaning against the wall and staring blankly at him.
Zuo Zhicheng said, "Find someone to repair the wall and the rockery here."
"Yes … Yes, sir." Lin Yuexi was stunned for a moment. She immediately jumped off the wall awkwardly.
Liu Manwen also smiled awkwardly. She looked at Zuo Zhicheng with shock and respect and said, "Brother Zuo, long time no see."
"What's the matter?"
Liu Manwen smiled and said, "There are some things that I want to discuss. After my father heard about your deeds, he has been wanting to talk to you. I don't know if Brother Zuo can give me face and come to my house for a meal in a few days?"
"No." Zuo Zhicheng left without looking back. He walked towards the room and said, "My time is tight. I don't have time for those meaningless things."
"Meaningless …" Liu Manwen gritted her teeth. Her face was a little pale.
"What are you waiting for? Go find someone to repair the wall and the rockery."
Lin Yuexi heard Zuo Zhicheng's order and smiled awkwardly at Liu Manwen, "Miss Liu, I think we should leave."
Liu Manwen glared at her and didn't say anything. She stomped her feet and left.
At this moment, Zuo Zhicheng's voice suddenly came from the dark room, "Oh right, tell Qing Yueyang that I don't have time to attend the meeting tomorrow. Just tell me when and where to go and who to kill."
As one of the four generals of the Shadow Corps, Zuo Zhicheng didn't want to waste too much time. However, there were still some missions that needed to be completed. After all, the other party had provided him with a lot of resources. He couldn't just take the money and not do anything.
…
A few days later, in the underground laboratory, a bald man with a strong body was lying on the experiment table. His limbs, waist, and neck were all tied up with straps. He was pinned to the table. Even so, one could see that the strong man's muscles were constantly twisting. His whole body was madly struggling.
There was something special about the strong man. His joints were especially thick, like huge iron blocks. It gave people a strange feeling of strength.
Xu Hongfei was holding a small knife beside the experiment table. He didn't know what to do. Zuo Zhicheng urged him coldly, "20 minutes have passed. How much longer do you want to wait?"
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