Zilin's calm attitude made Soldier No. 2, "Mao Feng", hesitate; he could not tell for a moment whether the other party was bluffing or was indeed confident.

Fortunately, Rodrigo's mind was turning faster than Mao Feng. Two seconds later, he reminded him: "Don't be impulsive! Mao Feng, think about the opportunity for these two people to appear."

This sentence made Mao Feng suddenly realize.

Zilin and the black creature just hid in the dark and were not discovered at all. It was not until Mao Feng made it clear and proved that he was a fierce-level abilities that they appeared on their own initiative... It can be seen that they must be very confident in their own strength; otherwise, even if they did not continue to hide, they should choose to launch a sneak attack directly from the dark. It would be impossible to walk out like they are now and provoke.

"Hmph... I'm talking very much." As I was calm, Mao Feng sneered and looked at Zi Lin and said, "But a guy like you who have never heard of a name that I have never heard of, actually starting with me, how many seconds can you stand in front of me?"

He dares to say this, but it is based on it.

In this world, there are not many people who can reach the "bad level" or above, and the names or code names of these people are basically all mastered by the tea banquet, so Mao Feng is 90% sure that Zilin should be a bald level or below; as for whether it is true as he said... "It is only paper level", it is hard to say. After all, it cannot be ruled out that this guy is falsely reporting his level and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

But no matter what, since the level is below you, you don’t have to worry too much; taking "strong level" as an example, those who are not "physical mutation" can train their physical fitness to the peak of the strong level, that is, Solid’s level... Unless they use external forces (such as using plasma grenades), coupled with the opponent’s own carelessness, it is difficult for the strong level to survive a half-stage under the fierce level.

Of course, there are no exceptions.

Because there is a distinction between strength and weakness and mutual restraint between "superpowers", some special abilities can defeat opponents who are one level higher than themselves by relying on unexpected or superiority of their abilities.

It was precisely because of this that Mao Feng remained cautious, otherwise he would have rushed up to crush the opponent with a huge gap in strength, speed and energy just like when dealing with Solid.

"Just rushing to your ability is just a second-rate 'god physique'..." Faced with Mao Feng's counter-provocation, Zilin spread his hands and looked at ease. "I'm afraid I'll stand as long as I want."

His words made Mao Feng stunned.

That's right, Mao Feng is indeed a "god physique"-type abilityist, but his ability information is top secret, and only the people inside the tea banquet know the name and details of his ability.

"Is this kid testing me... guess a type and then look at my reaction?" At that moment, Mao Feng tried his best to control the expression on his face and said in his mind, "But generally speaking, it is impossible to guess the special category of 'god physique'... guess the category of 'body mutation' or 'energy transformation' is much more likely to be energy-based... Also, what does 'second-rate' mean?"

"Don't think about it." The next second, Zilin smiled and said to Mao Feng, "I'm not interested in tempting a weak person like you... I know your ability is 'Abel'... I have already said that it's just a second-rate god physique."

This time, he simply stated the name of Mao Feng's ability, which made Mao Feng feel even more relieved.

Abel, a superpower of the gods' physique, possesses the superpower, super speed, high self-healing power, strengthening the five senses and other characteristics that most gods have. It also has a special ability that is not activated until the level of evil... that is, the ability will passively feed back the damage he suffered to the applyer in its original form. Combined with the various advantages of his body, it can be said that it is an ability that "it is almost impossible to lose to someone weaker than himself."

"I already know my abilities and my abilities level, but is my attitude still so crazy..." Mao Feng thought to himself, and at the same time he had raised his energy to a saturation state, ready to use energy to offset some of the opponent's superpower effects.

"Then I want to ask... what is your 'first-class' ability?" At this moment, Rodrigo, who was standing in the distance, interjected very cleverly; he was indeed a person who was very good at dealing with people, and facing such arrogant opponents, blatant temptations are often the most effective.

"Quantum Revolution." Zilin was so happy that he reported his ability name without saying a word, and looked at Mao Feng, showing a malicious smirk, "Do you want to come and experience it?"

Mao Feng... There is no reason to retreat. He will not change his cognition just because the other party's words cannot be verified or unclear.

His dependence has not changed. He believes that the opponent's ability level is below him. Even if his superpowers are really in trouble, he should not suffer a big loss due to the energy gap.

So, he took action.

As a well-trained and exclusive fighter at the tea banquet, Mao Feng was as quick as a wind and as sharp as thunder when he took action seriously. It was reasonable to face a paper-level abilities, even if he killed it with one blow.

In an instant, his fist hit Zilin's heart.

However, the punch that should have penetrated the heart seemed to be hitting in the empty space and had no power.

Zilin's expression still looked so relaxed. The blow in front of him was like someone gently patting the dust on his clothes.

Bang-

Immediately afterwards, Zilin's hand was placed on Mao Feng's shoulder.

An unprecedented sense of fear accompanied by this touch, passed through every pore in Mao Feng's body and immersed in every cell in his body.

In that second, "death" was like an abyss, swallowing all of Mao Feng's mind.

Until... Zilin's voice came into his ears again.

"Let you go back today and send a message to 'Longjing'..."

That gentle voice called Mao Feng back from his loss of consciousness.

He trembled and was stunned, experiencing the fact that he was still alive.

"Just tell him..." Zilin said as if nothing had happened, "'Reverse Cross' has returned, and let him prepare coffee for us at the tea banquet."

After saying that, he patted Mao Feng's shoulder twice, as if he wanted to comfort him, and then he withdrew his hand.

And Mao Feng... at this moment, he seemed to have just been fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and he couldn't speak for a long time and could not move at all.

He was like a small animal that was scared by a ferocious beast far above the food chain. Driven by instinct, he was frightened, frozen in place, trembling.

"As for you...Professor Rodrigo..." Zilin walked around Mao Feng and walked towards Rodrigo next to the statue.

"I understand! I understand!" The professor would answer quickly, "Eternal Core and Solid can be handed over to you. What you said just now... I will also convey it to you..." He was obviously already scared at this moment. The professor himself was not a fighter at the tea banquet, nor was he a capable person. Although his body had been slightly strengthened by EF, he had no intention of resisting the opponent that even Mao Feng could not defeat.

"Hehe..." Zilin approached step by step and said something that made the other party frightened with a smile, "What I said to him just now was 'let you go back', not 'let you go back', did you not hear it?"

"This...you..." Rodrigo suddenly felt at a loss when he heard this, and began to retreat in a hurry, leaning on the statue in a few steps.

"Does there still need two people to spread a message?" Zilin said again.

The professor was quick to learn and said, "Slowly... I... I am a tea banquet person. Do you know what I will have after moving..."

"You are just a professor, a tool placed at the terminal..." Zilin learned what the other party said to Solid not long ago, and replied, "No matter how good the tool is, it is just a tool..." He shrugged, "I think you are more sad than Mr. Wilson, because you still haven't realized that the only reason why the tea banquet lets you join them is... You are their only choice when studying ancient civilizations in South America."

Rodrigo's face changed, and another complicated emotion emerged in his fear.

"You haven't noticed... Are you far from the rest of the tea banquet in terms of intelligence and combat power?" Zilin's words continued, "They asked you to the table just to help them find the remains of this 'Dark Aquarium' with all their hearts.

"Over the years, although you have been looking for it very hard, after spending a lot of time and various other resources, from the results, you still have no progress...

"Then, it is obvious that the tea banquet will lose patience with you.

"I can say with certainty that if I let you go back today, no matter whether you complete the task or not, they will get rid of you. After all,... the location of the ruins has been found, and you are useless; being a dead person who can be kept confidential forever is your inevitable ending."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and glanced at Mao Feng who was still standing in a daze: "By the way, maybe Mao Feng had already received the order before he came. As long as the Eternal Core is obtained, he can find a chance to kill you on the way back."

"No...no... impossible!" Rodrigo shook his head like a rattle, "I...I am the world's leading archaeologist, I am an elite! They won't..."

"Don't they?" Zilin snatched the conversation and coldly threw out these five words.

Rodrigo's face was ashes and his speech was in a while.

"If you figure it out, move your hand away from the eternal core." After a breath, Zilin said again, "That idea is 'take out the core and escape in the dark', just think about it... With your ability to night vision, compared with the 'Dark Water' behind me, it is no different from the 'Dark Water' brother behind me, and you also have a glowing core in your hand. Even in the eyes of people who do not have night vision, you are like a target."

Rodrigo pressed his body next to the statue when he retreated just now, and quietly extended his hand behind him to the Eternal Core. He thought his movements were already very hidden, but he didn't expect... not only every move, but his intentions were seen tightly by the other party.

"Um..." After a low snorting, after a fierce ideological struggle, the professor, who had already sweated in his temples, finally lost his luck and let go of the core. "Okay... I surrender, what do you want?"

"Ha..." Zilin smiled gracefully, although his clothes didn't look elegant at all, "What else can you do? Please go back for coffee."
Chapter completed!