"Ahem!"

The old man coughed up a mouthful of green blood, dragged his thin body, and limped towards Zhang He, who fell to the ground.

"Huh! Yes, that's right. It's that unwilling expression! ”

The old man looked at Zhang He's face and smiled dumbly: "Fifty years ago, I was also that unwilling expression!" ”

"I am unwilling to be so weak as a human warrior, and I am unwilling to let a foreign beast kill my relatives and friends, but I have a powerless expression!"

"Now, you know it too! You"

Suddenly, he paused, and his brow trembled slightly.

I saw that not far away, Zhang He, who had fallen to the ground, trembled and got up.

He shook his beard in disbelief: "No, it's impossible, you're injured and you're out of gas, how can you still stand."

"Isn't it the same?"

Zhang He wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and his chest rose and fell violently: "Don't underestimate it, we Saiyan bloodline martial artists!" ”

"It's different!"

The old man suddenly became furious: "How can you be the same as a person like me, who perfectly fuses the five bloodlines!" ”

"Really? Isn't the way you look now because of the garbage in your mouth? ”

Zhang He smiled palely, slowly raised his right arm, and touched his forehead.

On his fingers, a layer of yellow jumping energy balls was entangled.

"What do you want to do?"

Suddenly, the old man was slightly stunned, and his body shook.

He took a few steps back, looked excited, and roared with a little panic: "You still want to use the Demon Penetration Light Killing Cannon?" ”

"You're crazy! The little bit of qi you have left, even if you can use it, you will run out of breath and die immediately, you"

"I'm already the one who died once! Don't you keep saying that human warriors are cowardly and cowardly? ”

Zhang He showed a smile that looked at death as if he were at home, and said excitedly: "Life and death are up to the sky, the guy who is afraid has already lost, the next moment, let's fight for life and death!" ”

The old man was shocked, his thin body staggered back and forth, and he staggered back a few steps.

At this time, he has also run out of oil, and if he is hit by the magic light killing cannon again, he will definitely die.

It's just that he still yelled unwillingly: "Why? Could it be that he lost his life, just for, in order to protect that group of weak human warriors, who had been"

"Not for others, just for our Saiyan blood!"

Zhang He said, stretched his legs with difficulty, and walked step by step towards the old man who fell into hesitation and dazedness.

"I, our purebred Saiyans, even if we die in battle, will never succumb to your mixed, borrowed power!"

In an instant, the old man trembled, his cloudy green eyes stared at Zhang He in a daze.

He wanted to hear this sentence from other warriors so much.

From fifty years ago, from that ruined city, from the heap of the dead.

He wanted to hear too much that there was a warrior who could stand up and say such non-defeating words to the invading beasts.

However, at that time, he could only hear these words from other warriors—"We have done our best, run away!" ”

"It's lost, don't care about these residents, we can't be saved, it's important for us to escape!"

"The beast is too strong, admit defeat!"

Even later, after he caught some warriors in order to do experiments.

Those warriors would only kneel and beg for mercy, begging to be spared like dogs.

There is no point at all, the backbone of being a warrior.

Therefore, he became more and more disappointed and disgusted with the human bloodline martial artists.

So keep creating, bolder, more perfect orcs.

But now, it's right in front of you.

This young man, but he looks down on life and death, and does it if he is not satisfied, with the backbone and arrogance of guarding the bloodline.

"Hahaha! Good! ”

At this moment, the confusion and panic on the old man's face disappeared.

He smiled heartily, stopped retreating, and raised his right arm, condensing a green light bullet.

"Good! You are my first, the bloodline warrior I identify, the Saiyan bloodline Zhang He! ”

As he spoke, he raised the light bullet in his hand and said solemnly: "Then this time, it will be both superior and life-or-death."

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a purple bolt of lightning fell from the sky and disappeared in a flash, leaving several shallow folded lines and scratches in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the old man on the opposite side was cut like tofu, and purple cracks appeared.

"Whoa!"

The old man's body collapsed in an instant, turning into a pool of flesh and blood.

"Sorry Zhang He, I'm late!"

A sassy woman wearing a bud hat and a gray and black uniform appeared in front of Zhang He.

"Arashi you."

Zhang He's face turned pale, his body staggered, and he fell forward.

Lan stepped forward and helped Zhang He, who was seriously injured and extremely exhausted, and fell into a coma.

Then, she hurriedly took out the notebook she was carrying with her and wrote it rustling.

"A warrior of Saiyan blood, judging from the past data, is very straight and overly proud! However, Zhang He is different! ”

"I finally saved Zhang He, who was moved to a coma!"

"Hmmm! It is enough to prove that emotions have a deep impact on the Saiyan bloodline! ”

"And Zhang He"

As he wrote, Arashi looked up and looked around.

Broken branches and broken trees, deep pits everywhere, mottled with blood, and messes all over the ground.

Obviously, it is the traces that will be left after fierce battles.

And just now, Zhang He seriously injured an old man whose combat power far surpassed him.

Immediately, he picked up his pen and continued to write: "And Zhang He, it's really strong! I must train him to be a true night watchman! ”

Qianlong Wu Seminary, Sanatorium.

The morning light is faint, and the swallows are crying.

The cool morning breeze blows the white curtains.

Zhang He yawned pleasantly and rubbed his heavy eyelids.

In a daze, I saw a white ceiling, white sheets, and white curtains.

Sure enough, it was the familiar college hospital again.

My whole body was still sore, but my strength had recovered a lot.

I turned my head to look at the clock on the wall, it was seven o'clock in the morning.

It seems that he slept for a long day and a night.

Remembering yesterday, I was going to have a showdown with the old man.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the intern night watchman Lan came, killed the old man in one blow and saved himself.

Zhang He patted his drowsy head, his face was stunned, and he didn't know whether this was joy or sorrow.

Why do you always get robbed of your head?

However, I must still be grateful to Arashi.

Otherwise, in the end, he will end up at the end of his rope and use the magic light killing cannon to exhaust his breath.

Even if he can kill the old man in the end, he will definitely die.

It seems that he is still not strong enough, and he almost died.

It's just that this crisis is also a good thing.

Before, Zhang He felt that he had been too smooth.

Kill the fire toad beast, kill the bird orc, kill the wolf orc, there is almost no hindrance.

This time, let him fully realize his own shortcomings and the gap with the strong.

At this time, Zhang He suddenly saw that there were three unread messages in the system.

Immediately, open with anticipation.

[Congratulations to the host, slash the wolf orc and the old man, activate the "Shadow of Slaughter" badge reward, obtain 10,000 combat power, and obtain the martial art "Vitality Bomb"]

[Congratulations to the host, bound apprentice Lin Xi, increase your combat power by 20,000, activate the "Famous Teacher and High Apprentice" badge reward, and return to get 10,000 combat power]

[Congratulations to the host, reborn after near death, activate the Saiyan passive badge "Dead and Resurrected", and gain 40,000 combat power]

(End of chapter)