Chapter Eighty-Nine
"Oh? There are many opponents who compliment me, but it is rare to find them so sincere. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info," Zhang Hao thought.
"So senior, let me see your true skills!"
Zeus said, showing a snow-white long sword, the blade of which was thin but not curved, and matched his height.
Zhang Hao was still surprised that this person's real name was the same as the game ID, but he didn't know how he got the title of the Great Demon King.
In an instant, the speed of the sword was eye-catching, and Zhang Hao calmly dodged the stab aimed at the chest.
Turning around neatly, Zhang Hao had an extra knife in his hand, as if to demonstrate, and threw the deer cutting knife straight and flew out.
Very few knife men threw their weapons, and Zeus was obviously a little hasty in dodging, but the knife still flew over, and he was glad that he was still sharp.
"How old is the boy?"
Today's Zhang Hao is very rare to praise a person, and he can't help but slow down at this time.
"Twenty years old in another month......"
Twenty years old sounds like such a distant age, Zhang Hao has a unique eye, this person's eyes are clear except for Murong Xuewu, and he is the only one among modern people.
"A sword aura is soaring, and one move can get a glimpse of your strength or two."
These words made others feel a little angry, but the young man smiled, and he said, "Thank you for the praise of your seniors!"
He thinks this is a recognition of him, and no one knows what Zhang Hao thinks.
"Come again!"
Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and appeared in his hand, this is a famous weapon worthy of killing gods.
A drop of blood dripping from Zeuki's face affected his mood somewhat.
Juque and the Xue Yang Sword were intertwined, and there was no soft feeling, and the fierce fairy sword full of aura of Juque carried Zhang Proud's domineering spirit, and instantly shook the Xue Yang Sword holding the Xue Yang Sword out three or two steps.
The audience at the bottom sighed for a while, the boy is a teenager after all, only his previous opponent is not strong enough, and this big demon king is also vulnerable when he meets the true killing god.
However, is this really the case, Zhang Hao couldn't see a trace of panic in his eyes, and even the two steps that seemed to be backwards seemed calm.
At this moment, a strange color flashed on Xue Yang's sword, Zhang Hao's eyes were vicious, and he knew that the situation had changed, so he was ready to deal with it.
I saw that Zeur's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and this sudden change made Zhang Hao's scalp tingle, and a familiar feeling came to him.
He had a guess at this point...... Burst!
The dull voice sounded unpleasant, Zhang Hao did not dodge the next attack, and was pierced through the chest by the long sword, his sword habitually aimed at the hearts of others, which was a good habit and not annoying.
Drunken Fairy is injured to the point of spurting blood, which is enough to make headlines, the heart and head are the two main points in the game, according to this situation, Drunken Fairy will soon go into shock and die.
However, what was stunned was that Zhang Hao stared at the blood flowing in his chest and did not fall, but stalemate.
Only then did the audience react to the origin of the Great Demon King of Zeus, he was crazy like a demon king in hell, and his blood-red eyes seemed to be a sign of inheriting mad blood.
It had been two minutes since the Xue Yang Sword penetrated into his body, and the host saw it most clearly, after all, his body was a virtual body, and no fight could hurt him.
Judging from the expression of the Great Demon King, Zhang Hao's chest was like a magnet sucking the sword to death, and he had used his greatest strength but couldn't pull out the sword.
Everyone is speculating, how long can the drunken fairy last?
About three minutes later, Zhang Hao began to move, his body retreated straight, and the Xue Yang Sword left his body like this, only to see a large stream of blood spurting out.
"Oh my God, it can't be, why isn't he dead?"
"It's not human, after all, it's an existence that can single-handedly pick up a mercenary group!"
Ignoring what others say, Zhang Hao is very clear about his physical condition, the game is not the outside world, he can't better perceive the physical situation in it, after all, the pain is reduced to the extreme, this situation is basically impossible in the outside world, he tried his best to amplify the anger in his heart, when this life was not dead, the blood coagulated, and the surrounding air coagulated.
"Shura...... It's Blood Shura! ”
Someone in the peerless studio exclaimed, Zhang Hao's body was entangled in blood at this time, and it was very similar to Shura, and no one in the game had ever seen Shura's appearance when he was angry, but the official people had still seen it, Zhang Hao was indeed similar to this NPC.
The same red eyes, Zhang Hao was even more proud, and even the air was distorted.
"Roar!"
The Xue Yang Sword turned into a translucent red, as if connected to his eyes, and the roar surpassed human cognition, like some kind of beast, obviously he couldn't control his power.
The two scuffled again, and everyone exclaimed that it was no wonder that Zhang Hao was hit by the sword just now, not because of carelessness, but because this sword was too fast, and it had long exceeded the reaction speed of normal people.
"Oh my God, did you see that?"
In front of the computer screen, a young man with glasses stared at the data in front of him, and Zeur Qi could swing more than 1,300 swords in one second, not counting the damage of sword qi, Zhang Hao was killed in seconds if he accidentally made a move.
Back to the competition scene, Zhang Hao relied on his body to calmly dodge all movements, at this time he was in the seventh layer of the Devil's Eye Crazy Knife, and he was far from reaching the limit that his body could admit, and it was obvious that Zhang Hao's opponent this time was very interesting to him.
"Damn, it's ...... quickly," Li Bo muttered to himself.
"Can you still see his moves?" Liu Qingfeng exclaimed.
"Of course, I am the right hand of God...... No, heirs of the Golden Empire! ”
Aomine looked at the other companions, and it was obvious that apart from him, the others could tell the difference.
"A bunch of perverts!" Liu Qingfeng complained.
This battle ended quickly, Zhang Hao was hit by a sword in his right arm, and then the sword was stuck again, Zhang Hao didn't care about his right hand, and directly used his left fist, a punch through his body.
No one can be pierced through the body without dying, except for Zhang Hao, of course.
After all, there is death protection in this arena, and Zeus just lost the game. And there is no punishment.
At this time, Zhang Hao's ranking was thirty-sixth, and the system prompted him that today's game was over, Zhang Hao hurriedly came down from the arena, and even ignored the host's retention.
"Zeur's information for me." Zhang Hao flashed and appeared on the big ship.
When the sea breeze blows, it is different kind of cool, and his body can't see any miserable conditions during the game at this time.
"Drip ......"
The information about Zeucus had been sent to his message, Zhang Hao browsed it, and said to himself: "Sure enough, it is also a rare physique!"
"Brother Hao, the speed of your fight just now was so fast, I can't see it clearly at all." Liu Qingfeng was still immersed in the scene just now.
"Each has its own way of playing, and if you can't see it clearly, it doesn't mean you can't play, you didn't play just now?" Zhang Hao asked.
"I'll go, you're still my boss, and now we're left with Brother Li Qing, Wukong, and the Great God of the Galaxy, and they will continue later."