Chapter 129 The Strong

Author: baka Mengyun

Chapter 129 The Strong

Zheng Zha felt that he had entered a strange state.

Different from the fighting consciousness of the first-level gene lock, and different from the body control of the second-level gene lock, Zheng Zha feels that this state is not that directly helpful to his battle, and it can even be said to be of no help at all... But

, this state enhances his thinking speed and calculation ability!

Not only can you become stronger by being stronger and faster, but also the connection of moves, the flaws in moves, the range of movements, the prediction and analysis of the battlefield...these are also ways to make a person stronger.

And it's also very important. After entering this state, Zheng Zha felt as if the thoughts in his mind could capture the opponent's next move and make predictions in advance.

In Zheng Zha's eyes, his movements are gradually adjusting. There are fewer useless movements, and the consumption and utilization of internal energy have also begun to change. Now, he can use the smallest amount of effort to dodge, attack, and defend...

…Then, use the most appropriate technology at the most appropriate time!

——The Shiva dance that was difficult to cope with before, in Zheng Zha's eyes now, is just some kind of dance with beautiful movements.

That's all.

"Click——!"

In an instant, something that seemed like the sound of a key unlocking sounded in his ears.

I feel that some kind of shackles in my brain have been broken.

I feel that my thinking is clearer than ever before.

I felt a loud sound like a yellow bell coming from my head.

It feels like the world has officially become different.

Zheng Zha subconsciously mobilized all the energy in his body. He originally thought that he had practiced Luohan Quan to its peak and had reached the ultimate level of this boxing technique. However, the boxing moves are dead and the people are alive. Maybe he has already practiced it.

The ultimate in moves... So, what happens after the move? What about the way to use force? What about the way to use the internal force?

I'm still far from perfect.

Such an idea suddenly popped into Zheng Zha's mind.

And the world also became slow in front of him.

Zheng Zha's thinking entered the fast lane at this moment and began to accelerate crazily, allowing him to grasp every move on the battlefield and accept and analyze all the information he obtained.

At this moment, Zheng Zha felt that he could multi-task. He could control the flow of blood, the flow of internal force, and the output of muscles. At the same time, he could clearly see the little monk who had just climbed up from the ground.

You can clearly see the movement trajectory of each of his muscles, the defensive route he wants to take to block his chest with his arms, and even the expression gradually forming on his face...

The gray flames were still burning on the little monk's hands and feet, but Zheng Zha no longer paid attention to it... There was only one thing he had to do now, which was to make a fist and hit it hard!

The third level of genetic locks unlocks the potential of the "brain".

If the second-level gene lock is about controlling the body, then the third-level gene lock involves thinking. No matter how powerful the body is, no matter how powerful the energy is contained in the body, it also needs thinking to direct it. And thinking

The speed is faster than light and faster than electricity.

Therefore, Zheng Zha today can do many unimaginable things.

For example, when you press your right foot hard on the ground, transfer the force you burst out from the sole of your foot to the end of your fist.

For example, it accelerates the internal force running speed in the body to the limit to provide stronger output.

For example, turn the 206 bones in the body into a whole, into a missile that engulfs everything, accelerates, and accelerates again.

Push the internal force to the limit, push the control to the limit...then push the "power" to the limit, and hit hard!

"——"

There should have been sound.

However, when the punch hit the young monk's chest, there was no sound of metal breaking or blood and flesh splattering, as if even the sound was swallowed up by the punch.

The little monk had done everything he could. He tried to turn sideways to avoid the direct blow. He tried to put three arms in front of his chest to defend himself. He tried to use a protective shield to reduce the damage. Even the one around his neck had been

Vasuji, who had never moved, also tried to protect the Lord...

But, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless...!

The punch was faster than the sound, breaking through the air, breaking through the defense, breaking through the flesh and blood.

No matter how fast the punch is, it can't beat this punch, and no matter how strong the defense is, it can't stop this punch!

Unable to dodge or defend, Zheng Zha's punch wiped out all resistance of the young monk. Whether it was the protective shield or the arm blocking his chest... everything that could be defended was torn apart by Zheng Zha's punch.

Come.

Zheng Zha's punch penetrated the Brahma magic weapon on the young monk's chest, shattering it into pieces. The fist even penetrated through his back with all its strength, reaching up to his elbow!

"Pfft-"

Only then did the little monk realize what had happened. His eyes were wide and protruding, like a dying fish that had been starved of water for a long time on the shore, and he was looking at his chest with disbelief.

There, there was a large hole with a diameter of twenty centimeters, and Zheng Zha's right fist wrapped with internal energy.

The fist blasted into the little monk's body, like a red-hot iron ball penetrating into ice, shattering his chest, penetrating his internal organs, crushing his bones, and even just a little bit away from the whole body.

Every spine was blown out of his body.

He seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, countless blood overflowed from his mouth, flowing like an unstoppable faucet... Even so, the little monk still moved his lips slightly and reluctantly spit out.

A few words: "For...what?"

It was a sentence without beginning or end. If nothing unexpected happened, this should be the last question asked by the captain of the Indian team in front of him before he died.

If it were Zheng Zha when he first entered the main god space, then he should be able to answer the last questions for the dying person in front of him... But now Zheng Zha can't. There is no need for him to hurt his comrade's mortal enemy.

Answer the question, even if they were his last words.

Besides, what do we need to answer?

As the little monk said at the beginning, the strong are respected.

One side believed in its teammates wholeheartedly from beginning to end, while the other side called the sacrificed teammates trash.

One side used the power they had developed from the beginning to the end, while the other side used the flesh and blood left behind by the victims after they killed people and refined their souls.

Between the two, who is the stronger? Who is the real winner?

This is a question that does not need to be answered at all. It is as obvious as the sun rising in the east.

Suffering such a serious injury, the little monk should have died immediately, but the divine power still surrounding his limbs and bones was still holding him to his last breath. Seeing that Zheng Zha did not answer what he meant, the little monk's face forced out

With a ferocious expression, the python surrounding his neck also made extremely small movements to open its mouth and spit out the last poisonous mist——

"I won't forget this."

Zheng Zha pinched seven inches of the python. While forcing the snake to open its mouth wide and face the little monk, he took out his other hand from the little monk's chest and said, "You don't think

Did I forget about this snake that sprays poisonous mist? In the beginning, it sprayed like it was free, but after it became smaller and became one with you, it doesn’t even use the poisonous mist now. It should be... in this state

Will the poisonous mist cause harm to yourself?"

"I remember there is a saying in Indian mythology that the venom spit out by Vasuji burned Shiva's throat. Later, out of guilt, he voluntarily wrapped his arms around Shiva's neck. Combined with the words Vasuji and Shiva that you called out at the beginning

Seeing Po in person, the situation must be very clear."

Although death was imminent, the young monk's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this sentence - Don't you know nothing about Indian mythology? He even called the name of the three-phase god wrong, and now he is here

Tell me this?

Zheng Zha naturally understood the little monk's eyes. Until this moment, he finally showed a smile that was similar to a mischievous smile: "That's just a tactic to anger you. At the main god's place, each member of the reincarnation team in the respective region

They will subconsciously strengthen the powerful exchange in their respective cultures. And after knowing the information about the giant python, I have been reading Indian mythology a lot these days. As for those words before..."

"I lied to you."

Along with these words, Zheng Zha squeezed his hand hard, and the poisonous mist that had been hidden in the python's mouth for a long time was sprayed out. The little monk who had gathered his last strength and was about to curse had a look on his face...

"One of the opposing team members has been killed. The Central Continent team has accumulated four positive points and currently has 8,000 reward points. At the end of the horror movie, those with negative reward points will be directly wiped out..."

After hearing the prompt from the Lord God, Zheng Zha, who wanted to take a deep breath and pull out the Brahma magic weapon from the young monk's chest to take a look, suddenly felt a biting sense of crisis. Without thinking, he immediately stood up and took the little monk's magic weapon away.

The monk's body was kicked far away, and just three seconds after he finished this action...

With a "boom" and a sound like a bomb exploding, the young monk's body suddenly exploded into pieces, shattering a still intact cell. Smoke, dust, earth and rocks were scattered all over the sky.

Zheng Zha also choked and kept coughing.

"It's a pity. I wanted to take back that Brahma magic weapon, but it seems I don't have the chance..."

Only then did Zheng Zha exit the gene lock state. He covered his head, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.

——The sequelae of the third-level gene lock are more serious than I thought.

Zheng Zha's body slowly fell backwards. The enemy was gone, and he could no longer hold on. He had to sit down on the ground, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Sorry, everyone, I may not be able to do it anymore."

I will continue to participate in this battle. As for the main mission..."

"Yang Yun, the next task will be left to you."
Chapter completed!