Chapter 35 Young people don't talk about martial arts

After the musculature was wrapped around Zhang Benzhiwen's hand, it quickly dried and hardened, turning into a dark red lump that looked extremely ugly.

Unable to cut the wind in the wind, unable to cut the water in the water, the qi blade in Zhang Benzhiwen's hand was tightly wrapped in the qi blade, and naturally there was no way to tremble as frequently as before and cut through the shield constructed by Zaka.

Zhang Benzhiwen's face was not panicked at all, and he didn't even care about what Zaka did, his free left hand turned into a knife and poked at Zaka's neck!

The blue light on his left hand flickered, and the length of the qi blade suddenly increased by about half a foot, and Qi Zhen and the others, who were watching the battle from a distance, could even hear the buzzing sound of the qi blade.

This stabbed Xhaka in the neck, not to mention the current Xhaka, even if his flesh and blood can be regenerated instantly, and his recovery power is ten times stronger, I am afraid that he will be killed on the spot.

After all, without the control of the mind, what is the use of having a recovery gene?

Xhaka finally connected the two through his own efforts, so that Zhang Benzhiwen had no room to accumulate strength to toss and turn, but in exchange for such an effect, I don't know if he will regret it in his heart.

However, the reality of the situation obviously did not give him room to regret it, so at this moment when there was nowhere to hide, he just did the only thing he could subconsciously do.

He raised his right hand, and his five fingers were spread, actually wanting to catch Zhang Benzhiwen's stab!

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the cyan qi blade pierced Zaka's palm like cutting tofu, but the ending that Zhang Benzhiwen expected did not happen.

The top half of Xhaka's palm didn't fall off his body, and the palm that had been pierced by the air blade didn't even bleed.

At the moment when his palm was cut, the four fingers of his right hand Meng Ran buckled down, tightly gripping the four knuckles at the front of Zhang Benzhiwen's palm, and then the musculature like his left hand erupted along the broken edge of the palm, wrapping Zhang Benzhiwen's left hand as well.

Zaka raised his head, smiled at Zhang Benzhiwen who was close at hand, and said three words: "You lost." ”

Zhang Benzhiwen naturally couldn't understand what Zaka said, but he knew what he wanted to express by looking at his expression, but his face remained the same, and he even smiled faintly.

"Be careful!"

Qi Zhen's warning sounded in Xhaka's heart, which made Xhaka feel slightly startled.

However, it was too late, and I saw Zhang Benzhiwen suddenly jump upwards with the power of his hands, and his feet kicked up towards Zaka, but the soles of those feet were also full of sharp cyan blades.

Burst!

This sturdy kick hit Zaka's abdomen, and he arched himself violently, slumping down like a boiled shrimp, and resting his head on Zhang Benzhiwen's straight legs.

With a pop, both of them fell to the ground at the same time, but Xhaka looked much more embarrassed than the other.

Zhang Benzhiwen, who fell to the ground and didn't have time to be happy, suddenly changed his complexion, and he felt that no matter how hard his feet worked, he couldn't pull them out of Zaka's stomach.

Xhaka raised his head a little weakly, and the expression on his face was a little hideous: "I said you lost." ”

It's a pity that Zhang Benzhiwen still can't understand.

But he could feel the touch of his hands reappear on his feet.

His entire calf was instantly encased in hypertrophic musculature and he couldn't move.

"It's disgusting." Zhang Benzhiwen said the first words after the battle began.

However, his hands and feet were charged, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, just looked at Zaka's face indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Zaka seemed to have some anger after being underestimated, only to hear him roar, whether it was his hands or abdomen, they began to rapidly grow muscle tissue outward, instantly enveloping Zhang Benzhiwen firmly.

Zhang Benzhiwen suddenly turned into a humanoid round and looked extremely disgusting.

He Li on the side couldn't stand this scene for a long time, lowered her head and began to retch.

Qi Zhen didn't vomit, but she also felt her stomach churning, and her face was pale.

The muscle tissue hardened quickly after wrapping Zhang Benzhiwen and turned into a dark red lump.

"Why didn't I feel so disgusting when I played Torture Prototype before?" Qi Zhen muttered to herself.

"Did he win?" He Li retched a few times, and found that she couldn't vomit anything, so she stood up and didn't dare to look over there again, but asked Qi Zhendao.

Qi Zhen shook her head: "How can it be so simple. ”

At this time, Zaka's face really showed a look of pain, perhaps because of the pain, a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Ahh Xhaka let out a scream.

Boom!

Those dark red tissues that were originally wrapped around Zhang Benzhiwen's body instantly exploded into countless fragments, shooting out in all directions.

Qi Zhen instantly pressed He Li to the ground, dodging the explosion of fragments that was no less powerful than the bullet.

When the two looked up again, they saw that Zaka's hands and abdomen were blurred with flesh and blood, lying on the ground screaming, the flesh and blood on the wound were still slowly wriggling, as if they wanted to repair themselves, but the regeneration ability seemed to have long since lost its previous rapidity, just protecting Zaka's vitality in vain.

Not far from Xhaka, Zhang Benzhiwen was standing in place, pinching the minced meat from his shoulder, with a look of disgust.

He was wrapped in the blue light from top to bottom, the blue light looked more than a foot long from the body, and it was steaming upward, and the oily hair that was originally attached to his forehead stood upright, and it was quite imposing when it stood on the top of his head.

Unexpectedly, this qi blade could not only release injuries from his limbs, but also from every pore on his body!

"Oh, Super Saiyan."

Qi Zhen laughed when he saw this scene, he didn't expect his ability to be so visual.

He could still laugh at this time, naturally it was not because he was crazy, this chuckle fell on Zhang Benzhiwen's ears as much as a thunderclap, making his original expression in his chest instantly solemn.

Qi Zhen promised not to make a move, this young man named Zaka could only lie on the ground and wait to be killed, so the reason why Qi Zhen could still show such a relaxed state was naturally based on something.

"He just said two sentences to you, the first is 'you lost' and the second is 'I said you lost', what do you think of these two sentences?" Qi Zhen tilted her head, looked at Zhang Benzhiwen and asked softly.

"I'll answer your question when I cut his head off." Zhang Benzhiwen said lightly, the qi blade on his body slowly disappeared, but the qi blade wrapped in his hand instantly increased to three feet long, looking like a sharp sword.

He walked up to Xhaka and slashed at his head.

And Xhaka's eyes were fixed on him, without the slightest fear.

The air blade didn't cut down, it stayed a few centimeters above Zaka's neck and then hovered, and the sharp aura on it caused goosebumps on the surface of Zaka's skin.

On the other hand, Zhang Benzhiwen looked at Zaka who fell at his feet in disbelief at this time, his red eyes were bloodshot, red like a rabbit.

Then he couldn't take it anymore and spurted out a mouthful of black blood with a pop.

It's not a mouthful, it's a mouthful after a mouthful.

Zhang Benzhiwen's human body suddenly fell to the ground, and black blood vomited out of his mouth like he didn't want money, as if it would never stop.

The turf on the ground withered in an instant when it came into contact with the blood he vomited, and you can imagine how poisonous his blood really was.

"What's wrong with him?" He Li saw Zhang Benzhiwen's painful expression and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Poisoned, virus." Qi Zhen said.

"Why?" He Li exclaimed.

"Remember the sweat Xhaka had when he sucked the virus out of you?" Qi Zhen asked rhetorically.

"Huh? You mean to say that it's not just his ability to release the virus, it's all ...... in his body," He Li's eyes widened.

Qi Zhen nodded.

"Then you haven't told us, is it because you expected such a day?" After He Li asked this, she felt a little regretful, and then she said, "I'm so stupid. ”

"In fact, on the journey around the world, I spent the most time communicating with Zhang Zhiwen, and I also hoped that he could open up to me, and he didn't have to apologize to me, as long as he had a good attitude, I wouldn't care about his previous practices, and I wouldn't even ask the reason, but it's a pity that ......" Qi Zhen shook her head, "Maybe he wasn't a real person in the first place, maybe he was an NPC when he entered this game?" ”

This is a half-truth, for Qi Zhen, even if Zhang Zhiwen really digs out his heart and lungs for himself, he is afraid that he may not be able to trust him without scruples, this is due to Qi Zhen's cautious nature, and it has nothing to do with anything else.

But his words just hope that He Li will not be the same wary of himself, which will be very detrimental to the team's future tasks and games.

Zhang Benzhiwen seemed to have vomited almost, he raised his head, and all the blood vessels on his face appeared on his face, looking very hideous.

"When will it ......"

He seemed to know that his time had come, and he still wanted to uncover the only doubt before he died.

"He swooped up on you at the earliest and scratched your ear." Qi Zhen said softly, "At that time, as long as you are soft, you will naturally survive, but it's a pity." ”

Zhang Benzhiwen obviously couldn't imagine that this battle was already doomed at that time.

No matter how fierce the battle between Zaka and Qi Zhen and them is, they don't know if they win or not, but they have long been unable to escape the dead.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts......"

Zhang Benzhiwen couldn't hold on anymore when he said this, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he fell to the ground and died.