After the generated muscle tissue wrapped around Zhang Benzhiwen's hand, it quickly dried and hardened, turning into a dark red lump that looked extremely ugly.
Wind cannot be cut in the wind, and water cannot be cut in water. The air blade in Zhang Benzhiwen's hand is tightly wrapped in the air blade. Naturally, there is no way to tremble as frequently as before to cut through Zaka. Constructed shield.
Zhang Benzhiwen's expression was not panicked at all, and he didn't even care about what Xhaka did. His free left hand turned into a knife and stabbed Xhaka in the neck!
The green light on his left hand flashed, and the length of the air blade suddenly increased by about half a foot. Qi Zhen and the two who were watching the battle in the distance could even hear the buzzing sound of the air blade.
This stab hit Zhaka in the neck. Not to mention the current Zhaka, even if his flesh and blood could regenerate instantly and his recovery power was ten times stronger, he would probably be killed on the spot.
After all, without the control of the mind, what's the use of having all the recovery genes?
Xhaka finally connected the two of them through his own efforts, leaving Harimoto Zhiwen no room to accumulate energy and move around, but in exchange for such an effect, I wonder if he will regret it in his heart.
However, the reality obviously did not give him any room to regret, so at this moment when there was no way to escape, he just did the only response that he could subconsciously do.
He raised his right hand and spread his fingers, hoping to catch Zhang Benzhiwen's thrust!
puff!
There was a muffled sound, and the green air blade pierced Zaka's palm like cutting tofu, but the ending that Zhang Benzhiwen expected did not happen.
The upper half of Zhaka's palm did not fall off his body, and the palm pierced by the air blade did not even bleed.
The moment his palm was cut open, the four fingers of his right hand suddenly clasped down, tightly grasping the four knuckles at the front of Zhang Benzhiwen's palm, and then the muscle tissue like his left hand was stimulated to move along the palm of his hand. The broken edge spurted out, wrapping Zhang Benzhiwen's left hand in the same way.
Xhaka raised his head, smiled with a pale face at Zhang Benzhiwen, who was close at hand, and said three words: "You lost."
Zhang Benzhiwen naturally couldn't understand what Xhaka said, but looking at his expression, he knew what he wanted to express. However, his expression remained unchanged, and he even smiled faintly.
"careful!"
Qi Zhen's warning sounded in Zaka's heart, making Zaka feel slightly shocked.
However, it was too late. Zhang Benzhiwen suddenly jumped up with the power of his hands, and kicked up towards Xhaka with both feet. However, the soles of those feet were also filled with sharp aura. Cyan air blade.
puff!
This strong kick hit Zhaka's abdomen, and he suddenly arched his body, sinking down like a cooked shrimp, with his head resting on Zhang Benzhiwen's straight legs.
With a pop, the two fell to the ground at the same time, but Xhaka looked much more embarrassed than the other.
Zhang Benzhiwen, who fell to the ground before he could be happy, suddenly changed his expression. He felt that no matter how hard he tried, his feet could not be pulled out of Xhaka's belly.
Zhaka raised his head weakly, with a ferocious expression on his face: "I said you lost."
It's a pity that Zhang Benzhiwen still can't understand.
But he could feel the touch like hands on his feet again.
His entire calf was instantly wrapped in hyperplasia of muscle tissue, making him unable to move.
"It's disgusting." Zhang Benzhiwen said the first words after the battle started.
However, while his hands and feet were being charged, he didn't seem to be in any hurry. He just looked at Xhaka's face indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead man.
Xhaka seemed to be a little angry after being underestimated. He just heard him roar. Both his hands and abdomen began to rapidly grow muscle tissue outwards, instantly wrapping Zhang Benzhiwen tightly.
Zhang Benzhiwen suddenly turned into a humanoid lump, looking extremely disgusting.
He Li on the side couldn't bear this scene for a long time, lowered her head and started to retching.
Qi Zhen didn't vomit, but she felt her stomach churn and her face turned livid.
The muscle tissue hardened quickly after wrapping Zhang Benzhiwen, turning into a dark red hard mass.
"How come I didn't feel so disgusting when I played "Prototype of Massacre" before?" Qi Zhen said to herself.
"Did he win?" He Li retched several times and found that she couldn't vomit anything. She stood up and didn't dare to look over there anymore, but asked Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen shook her head: "It's not that simple."
At this time, Zhaka's face showed a look of pain. Perhaps because of the pain, a layer of dense sweat appeared on his forehead, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Ah!" Zaka screamed.
Bang!
The dark red tissue that was originally wrapped around Zhang Benzhiwen instantly exploded into countless fragments, shooting out in all directions.
Qi Zhen instantly pushed He Li to the ground and avoided the fragmentation explosion, which was no less powerful than a bullet.
When the two looked up again, they saw that Zhaka's hands and abdomen were covered in blood and flesh, and he was lying on the ground miserable. The flesh and blood on the wound was still slowly squirming, as if he wanted to repair himself, but his regeneration ability seemed to have long been gone. Losing the previous speed and fierceness, it was just protecting Xhaka's vitality in vain.
Not far away from Zaka, Zhang Benzhiwen stood there, squeezing the minced meat from his shoulders, with a look of disgust on his face.
His whole body was wrapped in green light. The green light seemed to be more than a foot long when separated from the body, steaming upwards. The shiny hair that was originally attached to his forehead stood up straight, and it was quite imposing when standing on the top of his head.
Unexpectedly, this air blade could not only hurt people by releasing it from his limbs, but also release it from every pore of his body!
"Oh, Super Saiyan."
Qi Zhen laughed when she saw this scene. She didn't expect that his ability would be so familiar.
He was still able to laugh at this time, and it was certainly not because he was suffering from mental illness. This chuckle fell in Zhang Benzhiwen's ears as much as a thunder, and his confident expression suddenly became solemn.
Qi Zhen promised not to take action, so the young man named Xhaka could only lie on the ground and wait for death. So the reason why Qi Zhen could still show such a relaxed state was naturally based on something.
"He just said two sentences to you. The first sentence was 'You lost' and the second sentence was 'I said you lost'. What do you think of these two sentences?" Qi Zhen tilted her head. , looked at Zhang Benzhiwen and asked softly.
"I'll answer your question after I cut off his head." Zhang Benzhiwen said lightly, and the air blade on his body slowly disappeared, but the air blade wrapped in his hand instantly expanded to three feet in length. It looks like a sharp sword.
He walked up to Zaka and slashed the opponent's head with the air blade in his hand.
And Zhaka's eyes were staring at him, without showing any fear.
The air blade did not cut down, but hovered a few centimeters above Zaka's neck. The sharp breath above made goosebumps appear on the surface of Zaka's skin.
On the other hand, Zhang Benzhiwen looked at Xhaka who fell at his feet with an expression of disbelief on his face. His red eyes were bloodshot, as red as a rabbit.
Then he couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Not one bite, one bite after another.
Zhang Ben Zhiwen's body suddenly fell to the ground, and black blood vomited out from his mouth as if it was for free, as if it would never stop.
The grass on the ground withered instantly when it came into contact with the blood he spit out. You can imagine how poisonous his blood was.
"What's wrong with him?" He Li asked with confusion when she saw Zhang Benzhiwen's painful expression.
"Poisoned, virus." Qi Zhen said.
"Why?" He Li asked in surprise.
"Do you still remember the drop of sweat when Zhaka absorbed the virus from you?" Qi Zhen asked.
"Ah? You mean, it's not just his ability that releases the virus, his body is full of it..." He Li's eyes widened.
Qi Zhen nodded.
"Then you never told us, is it because you expected such a day to come?" He Li felt a little regret after asking this, and then said: "I am so stupid."
"Actually, during my trip around the world, I spent the most time communicating with Zhang Zhiwen. I also hoped that he would open up to me without having to apologize to me. As long as he had a good attitude, I would not care about his previous actions. , I won't even ask the reason, but it's a pity..." Qi Zhen shook her head, "Maybe he is not a real person in the first place, maybe he is just an NPC when he enters this game?"
This is half true and half false. For Qi Zhen, even if Zhang Zhiwen really cares about him, he is afraid that he may not be able to trust him without any scruples. This is due to Qi Zhen's cautious nature, which is inconsistent with Zhang Zhiwen's cautious nature. Nothing else matters.
But his words just hope that He Li will not be wary of him, which will be very detrimental to the team's future tasks and games.
Zhang Benzhiwen seemed to have almost vomited. He raised his head, and all the blood vessels on his face appeared on his face, looking very ferocious.
"when……"
He seemed to know that his time had come, but he still wanted to uncover this only doubt before he died.
"When he first attacked you sneakily, he scratched your ear." Qi Zhen said softly, "At that time, as long as you surrendered, you would be able to survive. It's a pity."
Zhang Benzhiwen obviously could not have imagined that this battle was already destined to end at that time.
No matter what kind of fierce battle Xhaka or Qi Zhen had with him, he didn't know whether they would win or not, but he could not escape death.
"Young people don't respect martial ethics..."
Zhang Benzhiwen couldn't hold on anymore after saying this. He fell to the ground as soon as his eyes closed and died.
