Chapter Seventy-Five: The Power of the Wood Spirit

Qin Siqi gave an order, and the seven-person combat group led by Zhong Yi rushed forward, and in less than ten seconds, all the members of the one-armed combat group who tried to resist were subdued.

This situation is not only due to the level of physique, but also the inevitable result of the gap in combat experience between the two sides.

"Qin Siqi, you have no right to restrict our personal freedom!" Teng Feixiang is still struggling, as the captain of the one-armed team, he cultivates the team members with hatred for Zhao Feng, in order to retaliate against Zhao Feng at a critical moment, but the meaning of the existence of the one-armed group is to avenge one-arm revenge!

And now, the road of revenge has just begun, how can he give up just because Qin Siqi is forbidden to participate in the war?

"I give you the permission to move freely on the premise that you will not endanger the survivor camp, not let you override the group! This time, all members of your one-armed group participated, and you, as the captain, not only did not stop it, but even tried to excuse your team with freedom afterwards, I just recovered your crystal pupils and equipment and forbade you to participate in the battle, without holding you responsible, which is already leniency! If you still complain, take your team out of the survivor camp! I promise not to stop you! But crystal pupils and equipment, don't even think about taking any of them away!" Qin Siqi had a resolute attitude, and asked people on the spot to collect all the profits of the thirty-six people tonight, and all kinds of first- and second-order crystal pupils and equipment were piled up in the back seat of the bus, which should have been a good thing, but as long as he thought that there were still thirty lives on this mountain, Qin Siqi couldn't be happy.

"Seal all these things for me! No one can touch them! This is the sword of Damocles of the combat group! Anyone who acts without authorization and endangers the group must return everything he has gained from the group!" Qin Siqi said, called five survivors, and packed these crystal pupils and equipment into the back compartment of the SUV driven by Zhong Yi.

After the punishment meeting, Tengfeixiang gathered the members of the one-armed group to discuss countermeasures.

"Captain, are we really not going to fight in the future? In that case, we won't even be able to get the crystal pupil to suppress drug addiction, once we have an attack...... Sheng Long is the oldest one in the one-armed group, only sixteen years old, and he was only a freshman in high school before the end of the day, and he couldn't help but want to cry when he thought of the extreme pain of drug addiction.

"Anyway, all of our second-order physiques, the captain has also awakened the petrification ability, with our overall strength, as long as we are not as greedy as tonight, we can still hunt zombies outside the corpse group, so as to develop!"

Teng Feixiang looked gloomy, and was slightly interested in Rezesen's proposal, but after a little thought, he shook his head and vetoed it.

"Although our strength is enough, it is still much worse than the battle group, if we break away from the survivor camp and go to the corpse group to hunt zombies with them, we will definitely be warned by Qin Siqi's stinky girls! Moreover, although this place is close to the military fortress, no one can guarantee that there will be any danger on the road, in order to ensure that we can reach it safely, we still have to stay......!

"Although Qin Siqi took away all our crystal pupils and equipment, she didn't move us, she must really be self-regulating with the moral standards before the end, as long as this is the case, we don't have to be too afraid of her! Anyway, she won't kill us anyway! We will wait for them to hunt zombies, and then sneak up to follow, and then retreat after a round of killing on the spot, and take all the crystal pupils on the spot, and so on, even if she asks us to hand over the things afterwards, it will be too late!" Teng Feixiang showed a sinister smile......

......

The next morning, seven o'clock sharp.

"Zhong Yi, I'm going to trouble you to lead the team today, because the combat group has reduced sixty-six members, and I have to transfer some new members from the survivors, they have no combat experience, so I have to bother you to ......" Qin Siqi brought seventy-nine new survivors to the combat group early in the morning to see Zhong Yi, these survivors' physique has reached the first level, and they were originally reserve members of the combat group, if it weren't for last night's incident, she would have hoped that this group of reserve members could participate in a few large-scale battles before entering actual combat.

"Don't worry, Zhao Feng's plan is flawless, as long as they don't mess around, I guarantee that they can come back intact, after all, you also saw the battle situation yesterday. Zhong Yi nodded, not as worried as Qin Siqi.

Qin Siqi also nodded, after most of the battle yesterday, all the members of the combat regiment did not even have half of the supported members, and truly achieved the "no injury" that Zhao Feng promised at the beginning.

"If it weren't for last night's accident...... Qin Siqi couldn't help but think of the thirty people who died in battle.

Boom!

"Let's go!"

Not far away, Zhao Feng, who was ready to go, lifted his halberd and gave orders with high morale.

"Here we go. Zhong Yi nodded at Qin Siqi, and then led a large army to the battlefield of the Sea of Corpses, and then distributed new members in groups on the way, however, because the one-armed regiment no longer participated in the battle, there were only nine teams participating in the battle today, and the squatting position of each team had also changed slightly.

Soon after the departure of the large army, Teng Feixiang also followed his own team members from the road, accompanied by Zheng Shiqiang and other eleven members of the original combat regiment who were also banned from participating in the battle......

《UptonFunk》!

Shining Jinyao, as the music sounded, the battle restarted, Zhao Feng, Zhao Xue, and Black Panther Jin were in the sea of corpses, constantly harvesting zombies in an iron triangle formation, and the only difference from yesterday was Zhao Xue's sixth-order ability.

"Light Feather!"

The fan-shaped strafing at a 270-degree angle quickly cleared an open space for Zhao Feng and Jin to move, and Jin was not as restrained as yesterday, and began to twist his limbs with the rhythm, leisurely abusing and killing zombies, like a dancer focused on matching the rhythm of the dance music, and that soft posture was its complete body.

In addition, there was another thing that made Zhao Feng puzzled.

In fact, as early as last night, when he went to rescue Zheng Shiqiang and his entourage, Zhao Feng noticed that the zombies hunted by Zhao Xue would actually trigger Zhao Feng's prompt to gain points and experience!

That is to say, from now on, the zombies hunted by Zhao Xue are all equivalent to those killed by Zhao Feng!

Zhao Feng also asked the system about this situation, but the system was still angry and did not answer at all.

"Is it because of the name?"

Although there is this speculation, there is no way to confirm it, and because of this situation, Zhao Feng has a sense of closeness to Zhao Xue, which is very wonderful, as if he can dialyse Zhao Xue's true thoughts in his heart as long as he thinks about it.

Because of Zhao Xue's strength, Zhao Feng decided to continue to move closer to the center of the sea of corpses, and did not stop to farm monsters until the number of third- and fourth-order zombies in the surrounding corpse group was almost equal.

And the linear decrease in the intensity of the battle made Zhao Feng begin to have the energy to observe the stage in the center of the sea of corpses.

It is a fan-shaped open stage more than one meter high, looking down, it looks like an open fan, and an iron pillar is erected at the position of the fan pendant, and the megaphone and spotlight are hung on the pillar, which is quite an exquisite stage.

The zombies in the front row around the stage are all fifth-order, and after the second row, there are fourth-order and fifth-order mixed together, and there are almost no zombies below the third order within a hundred meters near the stage.

And on the stage, a blood-red figure kept moving, more precisely, dancing.

The skirt flutters like the wind, and the posture is strange, like a struggling flower bud, wanting to bloom, but unable to end.

Zhao Feng initially thought that the girl who was dancing should be a normal person, and it seemed that she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, her hair was slender like a waterfall and red like fire, and she fluttered with the dance unrestrainedly, barely stopping on her shoulders for a moment.

When one of the girl's dance postures was facing the air, Zhao Feng saw her eyes, which were as blood-red as her hair, not pupils or whites of her eyes, which meant that the essence of the girl was actually a sixth-order zombie!

"That stage is only more than a meter high, if the zombies really want to attack that girl, they will go up a long time ago, but if the zombies are not to attack her, what are they gathering for?" Zhao Feng thought about it, but he didn't notice it: among the dense fourth-order zombies around the stage, from time to time, there were one or two fourth-order zombies whose eyes turned from purple to orange......

From about half past seven in the morning to five in the afternoon, the horizon in the far sky was already orange, and the soldiers even ate their own dry food for lunch, and most of the battle was considered to be successful, and the range of the sea of corpses shrank inward by more than 20 meters.

Of course, it was more the credit of Zhao Feng and the leopard who frantically harvested inside the corpse group, but the combatants on the periphery could not see the battle situation inside the corpse group, so when they withdrew, they found that the scope of the corpse sea was significantly shortened, and they all excitedly thought that they had played an important role in this battle.

Zhao Feng doesn't care about the so-called credit, what really makes him high is his own strength attribute:

Strength Level: 73 () Strength +73 Initial Strength: 1+73

The standard for fourth-order strength is 64 attribute points, and Zhao Feng has perfectly crossed the threshold of the fourth-order physique, even if he is in a pure fourth-order corpse group, he has the strength to hold each other, plus Zhao Xue, he plans to give priority to disposing of all the fourth-order zombies.

"If nothing else, the fastest two and the slowest three are enough to clean up the entire sea of corpses!"

After the end of the first battle, everyone returned to the camp with a happy mood, only to find that Qin Siqi was reprimanding the one-armed group and Zheng Shiqiang and his group outside the camp.

"I've been! You're not allowed to go to war! Why are you still going to war without permission? Is it true that my orders are deaf ears?"

"Qin Siqi, don't go too far! Last night's benefits have already been given to you! Do you still want to force our brother to a dead end? Don't you just want more benefits? Okay! The equipment you harvested today will be given to you half! But the crystal pupil is embarrassed, we have all eaten!" Teng Feixiang sneered indifferently, it was already in his expectation that he would be reprimanded by Qin Siqi, but the result would not change:

Qin Siqi was helpless with them!

"You guys!"

Just when Qin Siqi was about to go crazy with anger, Zhao Feng leaned over.

"Wow! It's so lively here! Teacher Qin is reprimanding his subordinates? You can't do this kind of reprimand! Go and go! Look at me!"

Zhao Feng waved his hand, the smile on his face made Teng Feixiang and the others feel furious in their hearts, and an ominous feeling came to their hearts, Qin Siqi thought to himself, "The wicked still need the wicked to grind", so he nodded and sulked on the side.

Zhao Feng looked around at Teng Feixiang and his party, and asked solemnly: "You guys, it's called the one-armed combat group, right?"

"Thank you!"

The people of the one-armed group looked at Zhao Feng angrily one by one, if it weren't for him, how could they be one-armed?

"If you make a mistake, you have to change it!"

"If you don't change it, you will be punished!"

Boom!

The halberd shook the ground, and the movement seemed to smash into the heart of the one-armed regiment.

"One-armed regiment, officially renamed - armless regiment!"

When the fifteen people heard this, their faces changed instantly, and a few people with poor psychological tolerance turned around and fled on the spot.