Hearing the sound inside, the other jailers outside the shed had already heard the news and rushed to the scene.

Leech Queen Marcus thinks that Zhou Ke will most likely not escape from the Dark Magic Prison immediately, on the one hand, several exits of the Dark Magic Prison have been set by it with many traps, and it is almost impossible to escape from there unharmed. On the other hand, Zhou Ke's body is still very weak, and the injuries on his body are also very serious, so there is a high probability that he will choose to replenish his energy first.

Therefore, the team that came to the storage area to search was naturally equipped with some strong jailers.

In fact, the situation here is not much different from what Marcus had guessed.

The drunken prison head immediately rushed in, looking at Zhou Ke of Bai Yu Sanzhongtian, instead of being afraid, he sneered, burped contemptuously, and shouted:

"Grandma's, what kind of character does Lao Tzu think he is? But it's just a kid of Bai Yu Sanzhongtian, Lao Tzu just hasn't practiced his skills for a long time, so take your kid to open meat!"

As he spoke, the prison chief took out the tin wine jug he was carrying, poured another bottle of wine, and shouted:

"Red Wine Fist!"

Drinking out the battle skill, the drunkard's body was like a ball full of air, and it swelled up in an instant, with a layer of redness, and a thin layer of arrogance was released as if it were substantial.

Zhou Ke's eyes lit up, and the treacherous smile on his face became even more terrifying.

This guy is also a source martial artist, and his level is a little higher than his own, it is the White Heaven.

And the move he performed should be the skill called combat skill in his memory.

In this world, in addition to talent, there is also a combat skill called combat skills, which are also called martial arts, and by using combat skills, you can greatly increase your own strength, and cause stronger damage to the enemy, or make the enemy have a strong negative effect, etc.

The [Red Wine Fist] that this guy is using now is obviously a combat skill to strengthen himself.

The jailers on the side were all horrified when they saw their boss make a killing move.

"Damn, the boss used the Red Wine Fist as soon as he came up, this kid is dead!"

"That's right, the Boss's Red Wine Fist not only strengthens his strength, speed, and defense, but also releases alcohol during the fight, making his enemies drunk. ”

"This kid is finished, few of the source martial artists in the entire prison area can beat the martial arts boss. ”

"This kid is too unlucky, once the boss of Wujiu is crazy, it's too terrifying, last time there was a kid who looked at the boss of Wujiu a few more times, both legs were bent, and then Wujiu also let him crawl like a frog and bark......"

Zhou Ke grinned and looked at Wujiu, not taking the boasting of the people around him too seriously.

Looking at Zhou Ke's smile, Wu Jiu was even more angry, and instantly fell into the taunting effect of the laughing factor, and immediately rushed over like a hungry tiger.

The enemy smashed with a punch, the speed was extremely fast, Zhou Ke smiled unabated, and avoided this punch, it seems that the opponent he faced this time is really a little interesting, and he is not a little stronger than those ordinary people before.

After a punch, Wu Jiu's fists directly transformed into thousands of fist shadows, and a dense fist shadow came like a storm, these brute fists were disorganized, but the strength was not inferior, Zhou Ke was able to dodge at first, but then he was completely dazzled, sometimes it looked like he had avoided it, but he was still hit directly.

He felt himself enveloped in the smell of wine, and he became a little drunk.

He simply stopped dodging and began to fight this guy head-to-head.

The crackling attacks continued to bombard Zhou Ke's body, and Zhou Ke's [Laughter Factor] talent was constantly triggered, although these attacks looked very terrifying, but except for the meager source force qi mass wrapped in his fist that could cause damage to him, the rest of the physical damage had been completely canceled out.

Wu Jiu was a little surprised, he and Zhou Ke fought against each other, although the number of hits he had obviously gone out too much, but the difference in damage between each other was too big, and his attack hit Zhou Ke's body as if it was on an iron plate, obviously able to give back a clear sense of blow, but it was not able to cause too much damage.

Although he only took a few hits, this kid's attack was not weak.

"Damn, there really are two hits, so it's okay! Then I'll show you how much the difference between the levels has an impact on the battle!"

"Phantom Wine Maniac Fist!"

Wu Jiu burst into a snort, squirted out a mouthful of wine in his mouth, and sprayed Zhou Ke's face.

In the next second, Zhou Ke suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his body seemed to be pulling away into lines, and his limbs began to writhe and sway involuntarily.

Wu Jiu seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth and clenched the fist of his right hand with his left hand, and a stream of red wine began to gather towards his right fist, and his right fist became brighter and brighter, like a red light bulb, shining and shining.

After accumulating his strength for about five seconds, Wu Jiu shook his fist violently, setting off a wave of red qi, and the whole person broke through the waves and slammed into the swaying Zhou Ke mercilessly.

"Hahaha......"

Zhou Ke laughed wildly and was blown away.

It's still physical damage, mostly offset by Zhou Ke's talent.

It seems that even if you have strong defense, it will be difficult to win without strong combat skills or offensive talents.

Zhou Kezheng was thinking like this, the soul grid in his body seemed to sense his thoughts, and some strange changes began to occur, he felt that the empty space in the middle of the soul personality talent tree seemed to start to accumulate energy, and it became more and more intense.

It didn't take long for Zhou Ke to feel like an electric shock in his soul.

Immediately after, a new talent slowly suspended outside Zhou Ke's soul personality, Zhou Ke's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and he immediately touched the new talent block with his divine sense, and sensed the new talent in his body:

【Death Poker】

Source: DC Joker

Grade: D-class

Effect: After use, one of the 54 playing cards with different effects is randomly drawn for battle, of which 1-10 are ordinary attack cards, and the power level increases with the size of the number, according to the four suits of hearts, grass flowers, spades, and squares, with special attack effects. When the talent level increases, the number of cards drawn and the amount of source power consumed will change.

Zhou Ke's heart flashed, and he embedded this talent into the blank area of his soul grid, and then urged the source force to activate the talent.

At this time, the three corners of the soul grid have been filled with talents, and there is still a gap in the middle.

Death Poker Activated!

A fantastical purple playing card appeared in his mind, and then when he drew a playing card with his consciousness, the materialized playing card immediately appeared in his hand, and luckily, this time it was the grass flower 7!

Grass Flower's attack modifier is capable of causing cleave damage that ripples around the target when it hits it!

At this time, Wu Jiu, whose eyes were red, was still preparing to launch a second critical attack, but Zhou Ke had already slowly stood up, and the playing cards in his hand that shone with purple light reflected his terrifying smile.

"Boy...... This time, I'll let you try what is a punching bag!"

I saw that Wu Jiu's right fist continued to grow larger, and this time he gathered more source power in his fist, obviously realizing that it was impossible for a simple physical attack to cause damage to the enemy.

Zhou Ke smiled and said slowly:

"Hehehe...... Let me see the trap of the punching bag!"

Grass Flower 7 flew out, poked at Wujiu's body and burst instantly, blue ripples spread on Wujiu's muscles, and he instantly felt as if he was being pulled by several iron hooks from different directions on his chest, and then a brute force generated by the blue ripples forcibly ripped all the flesh and skin apart.

A terrible tearing sound came, accompanied by Wu Jiu's scream, and the drunk man instantly broke open and fell apart.