Time goes back to the previous day.
When Ye Zi finished explaining her plan and just finished speaking, Zheng Zha raised an objection.
"No, I think...it's better for me to face the enemy head-on. It's better for you to hold the battle in the dark."
"Although you and I are equal in strength, we each have our own strengths... Your 'Edge' and 'Stagnation' are both offensive and defensive, coupled with the extreme speed of 'Tingni', and the weirdness of 'Hansu' , and the 'one move' that presses the bottom of the box, it can be said that there is no blind spot; but when it comes to the explosive power and speed within ten seconds, I still want to be better."
"Even if the strong man in the Indian team is far superior to you and me, I am still confident that I can hold him back for ten seconds. And taking advantage of this gap, you can use 'that move' to catch him off guard. It should be enough to seriously injure him." Even to the point of killing him... Your 'that move' needs to be prepared. In a high-intensity death battle, it may not be successfully executed, but if it is hidden in the dark, it can be fully charged to the peak."
"What do you think?"
Facing Zheng Zha's clear and firm gaze, Ye Zi was silent for a long time: Compared with her, Zheng Zha is indeed more suitable to face the enemy head-on - she had considered this before Zheng Zha raised his objection. But as the proposer of the plan, she has the responsibility to take on the most dangerous position... at least that's what she thinks.
But now it seems that she is a bit narrow-minded... As the commander of this team battle, she should choose the "optimal solution" without hesitation, instead of letting personal emotions or sense of responsibility influence her judgment. Moreover, she had competed with Zheng Zha several times and was well aware of his strength. Her original plan was obviously disrespectful to him.
"Um."
Looking at Ye Zi who nodded slightly and agreed with his objection, Zheng Zha grinned and stretched out his right fist: "We can..."
Because of the problem with the plan, Ye Zizheng felt a little guilty. When he heard the beginning of Zheng Zha's words, his face turned green with fright... It didn't matter whoever said this, but if Zheng Zha said it, he would be a no-brainer. As for the flag of "returning to her hometown to get married after the war", if she answered this sentence, I'm afraid this horror movie would be over and the rest of the Zhongzhou team would be able to eat.
So, she ignored the polite question and interrupted Zheng Zha directly, speaking quickly and quickly: "Can we fight side by side?"
Hearing this, Zheng Zha tilted his head in surprise, as if he was wondering how Ye Zi guessed the second half of what he wanted to say and stole the line. However, he quickly came to his senses, held out his right fist, and lightly touched the delicate and white fist raised by Ye Zi.
"Until death, xiong..."
Zheng Zha, who realized his slip of the tongue, looked at Ye Zi whose face turned dark before him, swallowed the last word, and changed his words wisely.
"Uh, I mean, my friend."
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Yesterday's scene flashed through his mind. Zheng Zha took a deep breath and fixed his gaze on Alot, who was wearing a white coat dozens of meters away: If we say that Gaoyao's murderous aura is cold and vicious, , full of hatred for the living, the murderous intent of the man in front of him is fierce and violent, without any trace of hatred, just for pleasure and enjoyment!
Moreover, Zheng Zha could clearly feel the pressure brought on him by this elegant and easy-going guy dressed as a doctor...even more than Kayako!
"Let's do it. I hope you...can make me feel a little bit happy."
Faced with the murderous intent overflowing from Dr. Jackal, Zheng Zha had no doubt that this guy would explode at any time and try to tear him into pieces in the next second. But what is surprising is that he just stood there casually, playing with the crystal scalpel in his hand... This huge contrast between madness and calmness made people feel quite contradictory and uncomfortable.
After lightly licking the blade and letting the blood drip from the tip of his tongue, Arlott twitched the corners of his mouth, showed a perverted smile, and made an extremely arrogant declaration.
(Is this arrogance based on his absolute confidence in his own strength...or is it arrogance?)
Zheng Zha clenched the big knife in his hand, and a trace of sweat broke out in his palm - this was indeed due to the huge pressure of confronting Dr. Jackal, but it was not out of fear, but out of the surging fighting spirit. Moreover, he knew very well that Ye Zi was ambushing him a few streets away in a private house in the mental shielding zone... With a partner who could trust him with his life, he didn't have to worry about anything at all!
"Is this... a magic weapon? I don't want to suffer the consequences of a weapon."
Since the other party was extremely trustworthy and handed over the initiative to him, Zheng Zha was naturally not polite. Looking at the crystal blade shining with the enchanting light in Doctor Jackal's hand, he sighed, then raised his left hand and bit it. licked his thumb.
Blood gurgled from the wound. Of course, with the terrifying recovery speed brought by the Vampire Earl, this wound, which was not deep, was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. While the wound was not yet healed, Zheng Zha pressed his left thumb against the blade, drew three characters neatly with blood, and then input the vampire energy into it.
"Oh? Interesting."
Doctor Jackal watched Zheng Zha's actions with great interest. At the same time as the three characters were formed, a faint red aura hovered over the broadsword: This ordinary alloy broadsword , at least at this moment, it has become a low-level enchanted weapon. Even if it is head-to-head with his crystal scalpel, it may not necessarily suffer!
(Try to solve it as quickly as possible. These three characters are easy to use, and evil sects are also really evil sects.)
Zheng Zha had a calm expression on his face, but he smiled bitterly in his heart: During the ten days in the main god space, he and Ye Zi had competed countless times. Ye Zi obviously gained a lot, and he himself also had a few more trump cards. For example...this move right now.
At that time, Ye Zi's magic power released [Edge], which caused him a lot of losses. It was not that he was not strong enough, but that when fighting in close combat, the weapons he had made from Fan Tie were always killed easily. break. When he was troubled by this problem, Chu Xuan, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, gave him the answer - these three strange magic runes said to be from the legacy of Onmyoji.
The reason why they are weird is that after these three characters are formed, they can indeed temporarily turn ordinary soldiers into enchanted weapons, but the price is... This kind of magical effect not only requires the extraction of his vampire energy to maintain, but also requires continuous Extract the blood from his body! It's okay to fight for a short period of time, but if it gets into a tug-of-war, the weakness caused by the loss of energy and blood will be enough for him to feel comfortable.
"drink--"
The big knife in his hand vibrated, Zheng Zha used his Qinggong and jumped towards the wall of the alley - as if ignoring gravity, his feet kept tapping on the wall, and his whole body was 150 degrees from the ground. He turned around and rushed towards Arrow at extremely fast speeds. This is not to show off one's skills, but to gain a commanding advantage without having to jump into the air with no leverage and be so stupid as to bump into the opponent's gun.
However, the closer he got to Doctor Jackal, the more solemn the expression on Zheng Zha's face became: the other party seemed to be standing motionless, but the micro-movements of his limbs hinted at nearly ten modes of action. Even in his genetically locked state, With his low combat consciousness and intuition, he couldn't tell which of them were deceptive feints!
"ha!"
The next second, the distance between Zheng Zha and Alot was only a few steps away. The muscles in his arms swelled, and he had opened the gene lock to the limit and entered the second level of the gene lock. At the same time, the big sword with the crimson brilliance was raised high, and with a "force splitting Huashan", it struck Arlot head-on with an extremely powerful force!
If this knife cuts hard, even hard rock will be cut in two, let alone flesh and blood, but...
"Is the gene lock level 2? Not bad, but..."
"me too!"
In the next moment, this unstoppable knife was easily blocked, and what was holding up the big knife was an extremely small scalpel that was only seven or eight inches long!
Where the weapons collided, brilliant sparks flew up, and the wind of the sword overflowed. At this moment when time seemed to stand still, Zheng Zha's pupils shrank. In his field of vision, Arlott, who was close in front of him, had the same muscles in his arms. swelled, revealing an extremely sarcastic smile. The masonry beneath Dr. Jackal's feet was broken, but his body remained straight. Even his knees were only slightly bent by half, which meant... he still had some strength left!
"Jiejie, how overestimated you are!"
Accompanied by a burst of weird laughter like a howling wolf, Arlot waved his right arm holding the scalpel, and actually lifted Zheng Zha out of the air. Fortunately, Zheng Zha's reaction was quite calm, and he took advantage of the situation momentarily. He flipped around for a week without giving Doctor Jackal any chance to pursue him, and landed firmly on the ground not far away.
After this round of confrontation, Zheng Zha obviously suffered a small loss: he had a top-down advantage, and his weapon was heavier than his opponent's, but he was knocked away instead. This obviously shows... Although they are both at the second level of Gene Lock, the opponent's physical strength is superior to his! Fortunately, although he failed one move, he still escaped unscathed——
"Oh, what a pity, your handsome face is now disfigured."
Doctor Jackal's tone was exaggerated, like an aria in an opera, and there was a hideous bloodstain on Zheng Zha's left cheek. Blood beads slid down his face and splashed on the stone road. Blood flowers.
