"Wow!"

Zhao Ziyang's body lay heavily in the muddy pool, narrowly avoiding the blow of the ruling. But even so, his back still felt cold to the bone, and he could clearly hear the sound of his clothes being cut.

His back was full of mud from the muddy pool, which effectively blocked the blade in the judge's hand. Although the mud could not block the actual cutting of the knife, the difference was enough for Zhao Ziyang to avoid it. His speed is not as fast as the Judgment, but he is familiar with the Judgment's speed and attack patterns. The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is probably like this. It's just that the speed of the decision is too fast and too fast, even if you know yourself and the other, you are in a state of fear.

After losing the blow, the verdict immediately relied on his speed to bully himself, and pounced like a wolf. The arms are slightly bent, the blade is downward, and the body is instantly stretched in the air, making the speed of his fall the fastest and more direct.

He knows how to adjust in what situations, and he knows better that every movement of his body represents a different action of gravity. When he stretches his body tightly, he will definitely fall faster than other movements. Because when the body is stretched and stretched, all the upward lifting force will be counteracted by the tension and stretching, which has nothing to do with gravity, just skill.

And there are countless adjudication techniques, all of which are in order to give full play to their speed.

Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind him, Zhao Ziyang immediately flipped his body.

"Whoa!"

The mud puddle made the sound of water waves flipping under the rotation of his body, and his body stagnated with the sound of water waves, and then changed from lying down to lying on his back. It's a mud-filled puddle of mud that falls into the mud when one's body is completely crawling up. The moment you turn over, you will inevitably be suction by the silt.

The water is not very deep, only more than 20 centimeters. The bottom is all silt, and it is a sticky silt that is unique to Africa. This sludge is said to be full of peculiar healing properties that can make the skin better. It's a pity that the current silt has caused a great obstacle to Zhao Ziyang. If it is on flat ground, it can be rolled over in an instant for the most effective avoidance.

"Whew!"

"Uh-huh!!"

The sound of the saber entering his body came from Zhao Ziyang's left shoulder, accompanied by his muffled grunt from the pain.

The attraction of the silt slowed him down by half a second, and it was this half second that made him unable to avoid the ruling's attack, and he was stabbed in the left shoulder by one of the opponent's sabers.

The blade entered the body, and the blood flowed outward, instantly staining the surrounding muddy water red.

Under the severe pain, Zhao Ziyang stretched out his hand and grabbed the ruling's left wrist fiercely, and slammed his knee into the opponent's crotch.

"Wow!"

With the sound of water, Zhao Ziyang's right knee was raised violently, and he hit it fiercely. The powerful force even brings out the sound of breaking wind, and if it is solid, it will annul the ruling in an instant.

"Ahh ――”

A cry of pain came out of Zhao Ziyang's mouth again, and his right leg directly hit the saber in the judge's right hand, as if he was coming from the door, allowing the other party to insert it at once.

He's slow, very, very slow compared to the verdict. When suppressed, even if you are the first to strike, it is not as quick as the ruling that comes first.

"Aren't you amazing?" The verdict glared at a pair of excited eyes, and gave Zhao Ziyang a victor's voice: "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?" I sue you, I waited for 1,845 days! From the time I was genetically mutated by your blood, I'm waiting to kill you one day! But that's it, but that's it, what belongs to Zhao Ziyang is that the times have passed, and from now on, there will only be me in this world! ”

After saying this, the ruling turned the saber in his right hand and spun it violently in the wound on Zhao Ziyang's right leg.

"Squeak! ――”

A scalp-numbing friction sound sounded, and the flat blade scraped around Zhao Ziyang's thigh bone, blurring the flesh and blood of the wound. A large amount of blood spurted out wildly, mixing with the black muddy water. However, this mixture is not a complete mixture, because of the difference in weight and density, the red blood appears in irregular bands, which contrasts sharply with the gray muddy water around it.

"Whew!! ――”

Zhao Ziyang, who was hurting to the bone, opened his mouth wide and let out a crazy howl. His body was trembling and convulsing, and his central nervous system was completely unable to control the violent reaction of his body due to the pain, and even his brain showed a brief blank of thought.

Pain, pain in the heart. It is impossible for any tough guy to remain motionless in the face of pain, this is an instinctive reaction, and it is not something that can be controlled if you want to.

"I know your wounds heal quickly, and I know you're an immortal, but what if the blood in your body runs dry?" The verdict's excited voice was trembling, and he continued to say quickly: "Die, you must die, no matter what your genetic mutation becomes, you are still a person after all!" I know how to kill myself, of course I know how to kill you, hahaha......"

Wild laughter came out of the ruling's mouth, as if the depression in his chest was completely washed away by Zhao Ziyang's weakness at this time. The demons of nearly two thousand days have finally loosened, and they will disappear without a trace.

"Actually, you're nothing, Mercenary Emperor? Haha, just a genetic mutant! The verdict stirred Zhao Ziyang's wounds, and he smiled with a smile: "I have mutated more thoroughly than you, understand?" I have a speed that all human beings can only look up to, and when my speed reaches this level, it will be easy to kill you! Zhao Ziyang, you should run for your life, then you can live a few more days, but it's a pity that you are acting smart! ”

As he spoke, the saber in the judge's right hand did not stop stirring. Because he knew Zhao Ziyang's physical characteristics, his cell regeneration ability was stronger than his own, and as long as he stopped continuing the wound, the wound would begin to heal automatically.

In fact, there is no need to stir it anymore, the wound on Zhao Ziyang's thigh has been stirred into minced meat, and even if the ruling is stopped now, it will not be able to recover completely. This piece of meat has been scrapped, completely scrapped.

"Whew!"

The stirring saber slid suddenly, slid straight into Zhao Ziyang's thigh bone, and turned the blade upwards violently, picking at the other party's vascular artery!

"Guess what happens when I cut your arteries?" The verdict lowered his head suddenly, stared directly at Zhao Ziyang and let out a low roar: "Your major artery will contract violently after it is broken, and your wound will heal in a short time, even if you want to, you can't connect it." There's no medical equipment here, and the end result is ......"

The verdict didn't see the fear in Zhao Ziyang's eyes, but saw a thick mockery in the depths of the other party's pupils full of pain......