Faced with Smith's threat, Zhang Ze didn't take it seriously at all. He was now thinking about how to defeat this difficult opponent.
"Touch can cause an explosion..."
Zhang Ze narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "So, I must not let him touch me, and I must pay attention to everything he touches."
"Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be injured by the explosion."
Zhang Ze suffered a loss before, and the power of the explosion was beyond his imagination. This situation must not happen again.
Switching weapons, Zhang Ze tightened his grip on the [Blood Dragon] in his hand.
"Let's see if we can stab him to death first. If not, then consider cutting off his hands!"
This is the safest way. As long as Smith loses his hands, his explosive skills will not be realized.
On the opposite side, Smith flexed his fingers and said with a smile: "Before I deal with you, I want to tell you my name so that you won't die in silence."
"My name is Smith, and I am the leader of the Inquisition. I have five subordinates...but there are no more now."
He shrugged helplessly and said with regret: "They are all good people, but it's a pity that they are too weak."
"Okay, the introduction is over, are you ready? Mr. Rakshasa, I'm here."
Smith opened his hands and walked towards Zhang Ze step by step.
Zhang Ze decided to strike first. He took a deep breath, used the dragon's breath method to increase his speed, and then suddenly pounced on Smith.
The corners of the latter's mouth curled up slightly, obviously expecting Zhang Ze to attack first.
Whoosh!
Zhang Ze turned into an afterimage and disappeared in front of Smith's eyes. The next moment, he appeared behind the opponent, with a bloody sword flashing and stabbing Smith in the back of the neck.
Smith suddenly turned around and faced Zhang Ze's blade with one palm.
Poof!
The tip of the knife penetrated Smith's palm, and blood immediately flowed out.
However, the latter looked relaxed and did not feel any pain at all, as if the pierced palm did not belong to him.
Zhang Ze's pupils shrank. He had just seen clearly that Smith was definitely capable of avoiding his attack, but he chose to face the difficulty and resisted his [Blood Dragon] with his fleshy palm.
"Oops!"
Zhang Ze's heart suddenly sank. He had already noticed Smith's intention.
"He knew that I wouldn't let him touch me easily, so he wanted to trade my life with one hand!"
Zhang Ze wanted to pull out the [Blood Dragon], but the [Blood Dragon] seemed to be embedded in Smith's palm, motionless.
"Switch weapons!" A thought flashed through his mind, and the system prompted him: "Switching is not possible during combat."
"Damn it!"
Zhang Ze noticed in his peripheral vision that Smith's other hand was quickly grabbing his face.
Seeing that the opponent's hand was about to touch him, Zhang Ze had no choice but to give up [Blood Dragon] and duck to avoid it.
Smith's palm was only 0.01 centimeters away from the tip of his nose, and he was almost touched, but luckily he avoided it in time.
There was a trace of cold sweat on Zhang Ze's forehead. It was really dangerous just now!
"This is your weapon, give it back to you."
Smith grinned, took the [Blood Dragon] out of his palm, and threw it to Zhang Ze.
But Zhang Ze did not pick it up, but quickly moved out of the way.
Sure enough, the next moment, [Blood Dragon] violently exploded where he was standing just now!
when!
[Blood Dragon] fell to the ground, Zhang Ze immediately took it back. After checking, [Blood Dragon]'s durability was reduced by 90%!
"Fortunately it is a divine weapon, otherwise the explosion just now would have destroyed it."
Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he will not be able to use the [Blood Dragon] for the time being. If another accident occurs, he will lose this weapon forever.
Now, Zhang Ze still has a few junk weapons in his backpack, but he doesn't plan to use them because they can easily be turned into a medium to attack him.
So he planned to use Jiu Jin to deal with Smith.
However, to be on the safe side, Zhang Ze decided to summon Ying to help.
"Shadow's attack will not directly touch Smith's body, so it is safer."
Zhang Ze quietly took out two tissues, kneaded them into a ball, and prepared to take action.
Smith looked at his right hand that had been penetrated. Although the blood flowed down his hand to the ground, the wound was slowly healing. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "The magic power of the elders really fascinates me. Worship them!”
He suddenly looked at Zhang Ze and said: "Actually, you are also a very outstanding talent. It's a pity that you violated the rules of the Moon Society and must die. Otherwise, I really want to introduce you to the elders, and they will definitely treat you You are very satisfied."
"I appreciate your kindness, but it's not me who died today."
After Zhang Ze finished speaking, he shook his hands, and two wads of tissues flew towards Smith.
"Again?"
Smith snorted contemptuously, quickly put on a pair of glasses that had been cast on dark magic, and said: "The same trick will not work on me."
Buzz!
The ball of paper burst into a dazzling white light, which even the sunlight could not compare with.
And Smith's figure was elongated in an instant. This was the moment Zhang Ze was waiting for.
"Shadow, come out!"
The shadow suddenly appeared. Without waiting for Zhang Ze's order, she had already released her shadow tentacles and reached out to Smith's shadow.
In fact, when he fought under the sun before, there was a shadow under Smith.
However, due to the angle of the sun, his shadow is very short. If the shadow wants to take action, the opponent will inevitably find it.
But now, due to the strong light from the paper ball, Smith's shadow was stretched to a length of more than ten meters, making it easier for the shadow to move.
brush!
The shadow's tentacles successfully touched Smith's shadow, and instantly grabbed all his neck and limbs.
Smith felt himself being lifted into the air by an invisible force, and his glasses fell off his face, revealing a pair of shocked eyes.
"Shadow Eater..."
His throat was grabbed tightly, and he looked at Ying in disbelief.
Apparently, Smith knew Shadow's true identity.
But it was too late, his body was completely controlled by the tentacles of the shadow, and before long, his neck and limbs were abruptly broken by the tentacles of the shadow!
Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're done with Smith! Ying, kill him!"
As long as he takes Smith as his follower, he can know the location of Elder Moon from this guy's mouth.
Shadow nodded, controlled his shadow tentacles, and prepared to break Smith's neck.
But at this moment, Smith suddenly grinned and said, "You underestimate me, Mr. Rakshasa."
At this time, the shadow under him suddenly exploded violently!
Shadow screamed, and several of her shadow tentacles were blown off!
Zhang Ze's face was full of shock. He couldn't understand why the explosion occurred because Smith didn't touch anything at all.
Suddenly he thought of something and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is it blood?"
Smith's hand was pierced by Zhang Ze's blade, and blood flowed down his palm and under his feet.
And Smith's shadow was also there, so just when the shadow was about to kill Smith, he triggered the explosion.
This unexpected move not only saved his life, but also exploded the shadow's tentacles.
Glancing at the shadow next to her, she saw that she had been injured by the explosion just now, and she still had about 30% of her health left.
Zhang Ze asked in a deep voice: "Can you still release the tentacles of shadow?"
"Yes." Ying endured the pain and said, "But, I only have three tentacles left..."
Once all of Shadow's tentacles are severed, Shadow's life will come to an end.
"I understand." Zhang Ze nodded solemnly.
As Smith said, his use of "paper ball tactics" will not be effective and he must find other ways.
After shaking off the dust on his clothes, Smith took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, saying, "Mr. Rakshasa, let's hurry up. I have to go back and wash the dust off my body. It's too dirty."
"You won't have to wait long."
Zhang Ze jumped up, spread his wings behind him, and prepared to attack Smith from the air.
Smith had a good time, and his attacking style kept him on top in this fight, so he had it easy.
"Come on, come closer to me, I will turn you into a beautiful firework!" His eyes flashed with crazy killing intent.
Zhang Ze kept staring at Smith's hands, tentatively attacking the opponent.
However, as soon as Smith takes action, he immediately retreats and never makes contact with him.
After three or five times in a row, Smith got fed up.
"Mr. Luosha, don't you feel bored hiding here and there like this? You are wasting your time!" Smith shouted to Zhang Ze hovering in the sky: "For a killer, time is life!"
"I'm not a killer!" Zhang Ze retorted: "I was forced to become a killer to save Lao Huang."
"All right……"
Smith shrugged, he bent down, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, put on a helpless expression, and said: "Then I can only use rogue methods!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his head towards Zhang Ze, and countless amounts of sand flew into the sky!
"Nah! If you can't afford it, just throw some sand!"
Zhang Ze cursed secretly and hurriedly dodged, but his face was covered with sand. Where could he escape?
Boom boom boom!
A series of violent explosions occurred in the sky, and Zhang Ze fell from the sky. Although he suffered some injuries, it was not fatal.
However, the wings behind him have been blown off and he is temporarily unable to fly.
Smith walked towards Zhang Ze step by step, spread his hands and said, "I didn't want to use such a dirty trick. You forced me to do this."
Zhang Ze put away [Emperor of Light], took a deep breath, and assumed the starting position of the Roujin Technique.
"Although he is using magic, magic is not generated out of thin air. There must be energy conversion."
Zhang Ze took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly turned red. Within his field of vision, Smith's body became transparent, and his meridians were clearly visible.
"It's the heart!"
After observation, Zhang Ze discovered that there were several meridians in Smith's heart connected to his palms, and red energy was flowing in them.
"Among the five elements, the heart has the characteristics of fire, yang and heat, so the heart belongs to fire... Although I don't know if this magic is related to the five elements, I can only give it a try now."
Smith walked to a position ten steps away from Zhang Ze, suddenly exerted force, and pounced on Zhang Ze at extremely fast speed!
"Here I come, Mr. Rakshasa!"
Zhang Ze narrowed his eyes, stared at Smith's hands, judged his movement trajectory in his mind, and then took action decisively!
flash!
Avoid Smith's attacks.
Taming!
It wrapped around Smith's arm like a snake.
shock!
Using his arms, he shook Smith's hands apart, causing his door to open wide.
Depend on!
Taking a step forward, his right shoulder gathered all his strength and slammed into Smith's chest.
A set of movements flows smoothly.
With a muffled bang, Smith was knocked away by Zhang Ze!
He hit the cement wall dozens of meters away so hard that the entire wall collapsed.
puff!
Smith spat out blood with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"What attack move are you doing?" He looked at Zhang Ze and asked loudly: "This is definitely not magic! I understand, it is the secret art of Eastern fighting, right?"
The killers of the Moon Society come from all over the world, and naturally they also have Eastern faces. Although Smith has not dealt with these people, he has heard about them.
Zhang Ze cursed secretly: "He's not dead! It seems that magic has nothing to do with the Five Elements..."
However, Smith was obviously severely injured. Zhang Ze's blow just now almost shook all his internal organs out of place.
If it weren't for the "blessing" from the elders, Smith would have died long ago.
"You are stronger than I thought..." Smith climbed up with difficulty, feeling that his body was recovering bit by bit.
Grinning, with blood flowing down the corners of his mouth, Smith showed a scary smile and said, "I really want to see how beautiful the scene is when you explode!"
"I'm sorry, you won't be able to see that day." Zhang Ze took a deep breath and prepared to do it again.
He didn't believe that he couldn't beat this bastard to death.
Just when he was about to face Smith, the opponent suddenly started to take off his clothes, which made Zhang Ze confused.
"What's going on? Are you ready to fight me naked?"
However, when Smith took off his shirt completely, revealing his not-so-strong body, Zhang Ze's eyes widened instantly.
He found that Smith's body was covered with patterns that were exactly the same as his fingers, which looked extremely weird.
Zhang Ze really didn't expect that this guy was covered in this kind of magic spell that could turn other objects into explosives.
"But... I just touched his arms and body, why didn't it explode?" Zhang Ze felt strange.
"Is it okay if you wear clothes?"
At this time, Smith on the opposite side spoke: "Mr. Rakshasa, are you wondering why you didn't explode?"
He smiled and said: "Because the explosion magic on my body has not been activated yet, so your body is fine."
"Actually, to be honest, I am also very troubled by this kind of magic. Think about it, no matter what it touches, it will explode, even your most beloved woman... Ah, that is really a tragic story."
He sighed: "So I have to be careful, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble."
"Fortunately, I can control this kind of magic. I just need to activate it before using it and seal it after using it."
"Mr. Rakshasa, you are the first person to force me to activate all the explosion magic in my body. You should feel honored."
As he spoke, the magic spells on his body began to light up one by one. Zhang Ze knew that this meant that the magic had been activated.
"hey-hey……"
Smith raised his head and showed a cold smile: "Don't let me touch you."
