Chapter 239: Hunting the Apostles: [Booster Needle]
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng's face changed greatly, and while maintaining the suppression of Liu Fusheng's firepower, he shouted:
"Lao Yi!"
However, Yi Zhiyu had already made up his mind, he was very clear about his physical condition, and if he didn't use the [Heart Booster], he wouldn't be able to maintain a high-intensity battle in the future.
"Booster!"
He repeated it again.
Liang Wan's brows tightened, the sound of artillery fire continued, she looked at the figure that was dodging back and forth in the firelight, and then looked at Yi Zhiyu who was squatting on the ground, and her fists couldn't help but clench together.
This feeling of powerlessness ......
Damn it!
Canglan took out a needle wrapped in black material from under his robe and threw it to Yi Zhiyu.
The latter reached out and grabbed it, tearing open the outer packaging, revealing the same black needle tube inside.
He gritted his teeth, held the needle in one hand, aimed the tip of the needle at his heart, and stabbed it hard!
"Bang!"
As soon as he pierced it, the liquid in the injection came into contact with the blood, and Yi Zhiyu felt as if his heart was about to explode, and the expansion of his heart was unprecedentedly violent!
"Bang bang bang!"
With his eyes wide open and bloodshot under his eyes, Yi Zhiyu took a big breath, but the speed of his heartbeat did not slow down in the slightest.
His heart rate has now broken through ...... Three hundred!
"Ahh
With a suppressed roar, Yi Zhiyu crushed the empty needle, stood up, like a fierce tiger, and opened his sleeping eyes.
The rapid heartbeat is still continuing, and a normal person may have already been confused at this heart rate, but after a few seconds of adaptation, he has completely lost his discomfort.
At this time, his consciousness was extremely clear, his facial features were extremely sharp, and he could even hear the sound of the air flowing in his ears, and within a hundred meters of his surroundings, no slight changes could escape his perception.
The atrophied muscles refilled, and he clenched his fists, feeling stronger than ever!
"Is this the power of the booster?"
Between exhales and inhales, pink mist wafts out of his nostrils, a mixture of moisture and blood, and his body temperature rises, reaching 60 degrees Celsius in a very short period of time, but the surface of his skin is cold.
All the pores of the whole body are opened, the heat dissipation has reached the extreme, and all the internal organs and all cells are overloaded.
This is the pinnacle of Yi Zhiyu's life.
What is burning is his life potential!
"Come, apostle!"
The ground trembled, revealing two deep footprints, and Yi Zhiyu's body had disappeared, leaving only a whistling wind.
In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the explosion and came to Liu Fusheng!
Xiao Zheng restrained the artillery fire slightly, but it did not stop completely, he took out a cigar from his pocket, put it on the scorching muzzle and lit it, and held it in his mouth, looking at him, he actually planned to continue long-range support.
You must know that the speed of the two people in the battle is extremely fast, and it is difficult to catch it with the naked eye when they move, in this case, it is most taboo to attack from a distance, because if you are not careful, you will accidentally injure your teammates, and it will also disrupt the rhythm of the battle between the two, which can be said to be a thousand injuries to the enemy, and a thousand self-damage, which cannot provide an advantage for your teammates at all.
But
Xiao Zheng is the Salvation Foundation, an A-level investigator!
There is no need for any other reason, and this identity alone is enough to prove many things.
What others can't do, he can!
No matter how incredible things are, in the hands of A-level, they will be, and they must be logical.
That's the strength of the A-class!
Squinting his eyes, Xiao Zheng stared at the movements of the two, and then, fire!
In the center of the battlefield, in the face of Yi Zhiyu's more ferocious offensive, Liu Fusheng chose to avoid the edge for the time being.
The apostle's perception was equally keen, and as soon as he made contact, he could see the other party's physical condition, and such a super-strong attack would not last long at all.
Tonight is still a long night, and for him, everything just now is just a warm-up.
However, he just wanted to retreat, as early as near the place where he was about to retreat, a cannonball was about to fall, if he insisted on taking this step back, although he temporarily dodged Yi Zhiyu's attack, he would also be hit by the cannonball.
He didn't worry about what damage the explosion would cause to him, the trouble was that the explosion would affect his next actions, so that he would fall into passivity and be found by Yi Zhiyu to find a chance to attack.
Instead of backing down, he rolled up his arms and took a hard elbow from his opponent.
"Click!"
The moment the arm touched the arm, Liu Fusheng's face was a little surprised.
In the next moment, his body flew upside down, hitting the ground and plowing a deep pit.
Yi Zhiyu's whole person was almost close to the ground, and quickly chased after him.
"I didn't expect you to be so strong."
Liu Fusheng's eyes were a little excited, one arm was lying on his stomach, and it was actually broken in the hand just now.
It was the first time he had been so badly injured after the battle had started for so long!
But then the arm recovered, and it was back intact.
"So, let me see how far you can go!"
He was responded to by a series of ferocious attacks.
Yi Zhiyu was silent, every punch was like a high-speed collision of a heavy truck, and this time, Liu Fusheng no longer dodged.
The speed of the fight between the two was too fast, and Liang Wan on the edge of the battlefield was dazzled.
She thought about it, if she put herself on either side, she was afraid that she would be able to decide the winner just by looking at each other.
It is worthy of being a strength-type investigator, although he uses a strong needle, but he can fight head-on with the apostle without falling behind, which is amazing enough, and this strength, if you don't count other factors, can almost be regarded as S-class.
Unfortunately, it didn't last long.
The sound of artillery fire continued, and Liang Wan shifted her gaze to Canglan.
Canglan, who is also an A-level investigator and only looks like a teenager, is much more silent than the others, especially tonight, unless necessary, she doesn't have a word of superfluity.
"It doesn't matter what you just hurt, right?"
Liang Wan asked with concern.
In order to protect the [Universal Elixir], she was scratched by the apostle in the state of [Snake God], and she has not been seen to deal with her injuries since then, so she is a little curious.
"It's fine."
Canglan replied dryly, his eyes kept staring at the two people fighting in the artillery fire, extremely focused.
The air was hot and dry, and the smell of burnt earth filled the air.
Liang Wan also shifted her attention back to the two people in the center.
Yi Zhiyu was still steadily suppressing the apostle, his eyes were red at the moment, his skin had begun to seep blood, and the skin of his whole body had turned bloody red, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.
And Liu Fusheng was not comfortable, a piece of the skin on his forehead was missing, revealing the white bones inside, which was just the result of being rubbed by the opponent's fist, and an injury like this, there were no less than ten places all over his body, and his left abdomen was even blasted out of a semicircular wound, no matter how strong the apostle's recovery ability was, there would always be a time when it would be exhausted.
Liang Wan suddenly realized a problem.
The apostle still retains his human form.
He was far from doing his best!
"Yi Zhiyu is going to die."
Canglan said suddenly, the golden vertical pupils under the black robe blinked repeatedly, as if confirming some important information.
"He's poisoned."
In her field of vision, black patches attached to the surface of Yi Zhiyu's skin, and with his actions, they gradually eroded deeper and deeper, gradually squeezing out the red part of his body that originally represented heat, dyeing him mottled red and black, ugly.
And the source of the black patches was every contact he had with the apostles.