Chapter Twenty-Three: The Genius of Controlling Things

Seeing Zhao Zhong's head on the ground falling to the ground, not only the people on the ground were panicked, but Du Hai was also pale, but he couldn't save it in time, "This is your kid looking for death by himself, you can't blame me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Because the pock-faced boy's spiritual weapon is a large disc, it is the most popular, and the speed is naturally the slowest, and the mask has already fallen down in the midst of the hurricane. But he was also startled by Zhao Zhong who fell from the sky, and it fell in front of his eyes almost in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, hey. ”

As he passed by the pock-faced young man, Zhao Zhong smiled at him. Such a mysterious smile startled the pock-faced boy, and then the pock-faced boy felt a chill behind his buttocks, as if something flew behind his buttocks.

Then Zhao Zhong turned over in front of the pock-faced boy and stood upright, and the red-edged sword appeared at Zhao Zhong's feet with a swish, and then in a buffer, it was level with the pock-faced boy, almost face to face.

All of a sudden all this happened so fast that before the pock-faced boy could react, Zhao Zhong kicked the pock-faced boy in the stomach and kicked him away from the big disc under his feet. The pock-faced boy screamed and fell to the ground, already completely panicked, and the large disc that lost control also fell to the ground at a rapid speed.

"It's weak enough. Zhao Zhong shook his head at the pock-faced boy who was falling rapidly, and chased him with a flying sword, grabbing him when he was still five or six meters away from the ground.

"Thank you. ”

The pock-faced young man who thought he was going to fall to death shouted at Zhao Zhong as if he had been amnestied, his swollen face was full of tears, and he didn't know if he was scared to cry just now, or if he was moved by Zhao Zhong's actions.

"Hehe, you're welcome. ”

Zhao Zhong smiled and let go in the middle of the slide, and the pock-faced boy was thrown down by Zhao Zhong from a height of four meters.

"You bastard. ”

The pock-faced boy slammed directly on the ground before he could shout, and a long mark slipped on the ground, obviously injured, but there was no fear for his life. The pock-faced boy barely rolled over from the ground, completely losing the ability to continue fighting.

The whole process happened in only a few seconds, but the audience below screamed again and again, and they couldn't help but applaud, which was very powerful. Five or six meters in the air, Zhao Zhong looked at the four people above and showed a confident smile.

The four Du Hai who were still in the air were all chuckling in their hearts, but they didn't expect Zhao Zhong to easily solve one of them, and several of them couldn't help but gasp.

"Kill him. ”

The four of them were frightened by one of Zhao Zhong's people, which made Du Hai very furious, and the four of them swooped towards Zhao Zhong together, and they also pinched the spell in their hands, and the fireballs, mud pills, earth bullets, and water arrows came towards Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong flexibly controlled the flying sword, easily rushed out of the encirclement of several spells, and then quickly made a big circle, rushing to another young man with a mask, thinking that it was the sharp-beaked monkey cheek guy.

The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was shocked, he didn't expect Zhao Zhong to be so sensitive, but a big fireball quickly formed in his hand, and it seemed that he was planning to make Zhao Zhong look at him.

But Zhao Zhong quickly squatted down, stretched out his right hand and held the hilt of the Chifeng Sword at his feet, and then swung the sword towards the big knife at the feet of the sharp-beaked monkey cheek boy is a beautiful whirling slash, of course, this slash is still the strength of the spirit weapon itself accounts for the vast majority, Zhao Zhong is mainly the body perfectly matched with the power of the spirit weapon.

The high-quality Chifeng Sword knocked the big sword spirit weapon out in an instant, and the young man who was still rubbing the fireball suddenly fell, and his unformed fireball was directly pressed into his face. In fact, Zhao Zhong's slash can also be directly slashed on the young man's body, but such a sharp red blade sword is afraid that it will directly kill the young man, and Zhao Zhong doesn't want to do this.

Then Zhao Zhong grabbed the Chifeng Sword tightly, let it fly with him for a while, and then trampled him under his feet, hurriedly grabbed the sharp-mouthed young man in a hurry, and took him to slap on a low wall, and solved another one.

"Besiege him, don't let him catch Single. After solving one easily, the remaining three people were a little flustered, Du Hai shouted urgently, and the three of them rushed towards Zhao Zhong together, but Zhao Zhong controlled the flying sword and soared, dodged the siege of the three people, and quickly climbed to a very high position, overlooking the three people below.

The three of them were a little panicked when they couldn't besiege it, and they didn't dare to attack it for a while, for fear of being broken by Zhao Zhong again, but the three of them were unwilling to flee in front of everyone, and the situation was a little frozen for a while.

But Zhao Zhong made another unbelievable move, the red blade sword under his feet directly broke away from Zhao Zhong's feet, and condescendingly bombarded the three people below.

Zhao Zhong lost the support of the flying sword and did not fall rapidly, but slowly walked down from the sky step by step, his expression was leisurely like a foundation building monk who could step on the void.

But Zhao Zhong naturally didn't have the means to build a foundation monk, the dark silver leather flew out of Zhao Zhong's chest, and every time Zhao Zhong stepped down, the leather would appear exactly at the position of Zhao Zhong's feet.

Such a small piece of leather naturally bears the weight of Zhao Zhong, but it can slow down the trend of Zhao Zhong's fall, and with proper skill, it becomes what it is now, like walking down from the sky.

"Monk Tsuki?"

There was an exclamation below, many people thought so, but they also knew that it was impossible, five Qi Refining Cultivators besieged a Zhuji, it was really crazy.

Zhao Zhong walked down from the air and did not affect his control of the Red Blade Sword, the flying sword roared and rushed down towards the three of them, the three of them panicked and wanted to use a spell to blast the flying sword away, but they were all deftly dodged by the flying sword, and it was too late to recast the spell.

Several people had to flee to the ground with their lives, but the flying sword still caught up with them, and when they were about to land, the red blade sword stabbed the buttocks of the three of them respectively, and the three of them suddenly fell to the ground in pain, full of embarrassment, causing everyone to laugh.

At this time, Zhao Zhong only walked down half of the height from the air, and the Red Blade Sword did not chase the three of them anymore and make a bigger joke for them, but flew back to Zhao Zhong's feet.

"This person is so powerful, will he be our master?"

On top of a tall building not far from Zhao Zhong's location, two young women looked at Zhao Zhong in the air with admiration. The two girls are about fifteen or sixteen years old, and they look older than Zhao Zhong, but they are both beautiful like flowers, full of beauty embryos. A slightly shorter girl asked, looking at Zhao Zhong's eyes full of envy and longing.

"The Light of Hope doesn't recruit monks, and besides, how can he be a master at such a young age, but it's very powerful anyway. Another girl nodded and said, although the two girls are extremely beautiful, but their styles are very different, the one in front of them has a charming face, and this one has a heroic spirit, but it is also very beautiful.

"The fact that we were selected shows that we are all geniuses who control things, and we will definitely be better than him one day. ”

"He's also a monk, I haven't seen him use spells, maybe it's our senior brother. The charming girl said very expectantly, Zhao Zhong's battle seemed to make her admire Zhao Zhong very much.

"Senior brother younger than you?" said the heroic girl helplessly, "I really didn't expect such a powerful person to appear among the monks, and even spells are useless." The heroic girl seemed to have decided that Zhao Zhong was a monk, and she didn't know where her basis came from.

"Then why hasn't our master come yet, I've been waiting for a long time. The delicate girl said with some complaints, "Why haven't you sent a signal yet, what do you think our master looks like?"