this infinite world

Chapter 129 The Strong

Zheng Zha felt that he had entered a strange state.

Different from the fighting consciousness of the first-order gene lock, and different from the body control of the second-order gene lock, Zheng Zha feels that this state does not directly help him so much in battle, and it can even be said to be of no help... But , This state strengthens his thinking speed and calculation ability!
It's not just stronger strength and faster speed that can make you stronger, the connection of moves, the flaws of moves, the range of movements, the prediction and analysis of the battlefield... These are also ways to make a person stronger, And it's very important.After entering this state, Zheng Zha felt that the thinking in his mind seemed to be able to capture the opponent's next move, thus making a prediction in advance.

In Zheng Zha's eyes, his movements are gradually being adjusted, the number of useless movements has become less, and the consumption and utilization of internal energy have also begun to change.Now, he can use the slightest effort to evade, attack, and defend... Then, at the most appropriate time, use the most appropriate technique!
——The Shiva Yan Dance, which was difficult to deal with before, is just a dance with beautiful movements in Zheng Zha's eyes.

That's it.

"Click--!"

In an instant, a sound that seemed to be a key unlocking the lock rang in his ears.

I felt that some kind of shackles in the brain were broken.

I feel that my thinking is more clear than ever.

I felt that there was a loud noise like Huang Zhong Dalu coming from my head.

It feels like the world has officially become different.

Zheng Zha subconsciously mobilized the energy of his whole body. He thought that his Arhat boxing had been practiced to the peak, and he had practiced this set of boxing techniques to the extreme, but boxing moves are dead, but people are alive.Perhaps he has already practiced the moves to the extreme... Then, what about after the moves?How about using force?How to use internal force?
I'm still far from perfect.

Such an idea suddenly popped up in Zheng Zha's mind.

And the world also slowed down in front of him.

At this moment, Zheng Zha's thinking stepped into the fast lane and began to accelerate crazily, so that he could grasp every move on the battlefield, accept and analyze all the information he got.

At this moment, Zheng Zha felt that he could fully multitask. He could control the flow of blood, the flow of internal force, and the output of muscles while clearly seeing the little monk who just got up from the ground. The trajectory of every muscle in his body, the defensive line he wants to block his arms in front of his chest, and even the gradually formed expression on his face...

The gray flames were still burning on the little monk's hands and feet, but Zheng Zha didn't care about them anymore... All he had to do now was to make a fist and hit it hard!
The third-order gene lock is for the potential release of the "brain".

If the second level genetic lock is to control the body, then the third level genetic lock involves thinking.No matter how powerful the body is, no matter how powerful the energy is contained in the body, it also needs the mind to direct it.And the speed of thinking is faster than light, faster than electricity.

Therefore, today's Zheng Zha can do many unimaginable things.

For example, when your right foot hits the ground hard, transmit the power you explode from the sole of your foot to the end of your fist.

For example, accelerate the speed of the internal force in the body to the limit and provide stronger output.

For example, turn the [-] bones in the body into a whole, into a missile that swallows everything, accelerate, and accelerate again.

Push the inner force to the limit, push the control force to the limit... Then, push the "power" to the limit, and hit it hard!
"—"

There should have been a sound.

However, when this punch hit the young monk's chest, there was no sound of metal breaking or blood spattering, as if even the sound was swallowed by this punch.

The little monk has done everything he can, he tried to sideways avoid the direct blow of the punch, he tried to put his three arms in front of his chest to defend, he tried to use the shield to reduce the damage, even the one on the neck has been Posuji, who had never moved, also tried to protect the Lord...

But, useless, useless, useless useless useless useless useless useless useless useless...!
The punch, faster than the sound, broke through the air, the defense, and the flesh.

No matter how fast a punch is, it can't beat this punch, and no amount of defense can block this punch!
Unable to evade, unable to defend, Zheng Zha's punch wiped out all the little monk's resistance, whether it was the protective shield or the arm blocking his chest...everything that could be defended was torn apart by Zheng Zha's punch Come.

Zheng Zha's fist pierced straight through the Brahma magic weapon on the little monk's chest, smashing it to pieces, and the fist continued to come out from his back until it reached his elbow!

"Puha-"

Only then did the little monk realize what had happened.His eyes are wide open and protruding, like a dying fish that has been short of water for a long time on the shore, looking at his chest with disbelief.

There, there is a large hole with a diameter of [-] centimeters, and Zheng Zha's right fist wrapped with internal force.

The fist blasted into the little monk's body, like a red-hot iron ball piercing into ice, shattering his chest cavity, penetrating his internal organs, crushing his bones, and even almost shattering his entire body. All the spines were blasted out of the body.

It seemed that he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, countless blood overflowed from his mouth, flowing like an unstoppable faucet... Even so, the little monk still moved his lips slightly, and barely spat out the blood. A few words: "For... what?"

A sentence without beginning or end, if not unexpected, this should be the last question asked by the Indian team captain before his death.

If it were Zheng Zha who had just entered the space of the main god, then he should be able to answer the last question for the dying person in front of him... But now Zheng Zha will not, he has no need at all, in order to hurt his partner's mortal enemy Answer questions, even if they were his last words.

Besides, what needs to be answered?

As the little monk said at the beginning, the strong are respected.

One side believed in their teammates wholeheartedly from beginning to end, while the other side called the sacrificed teammates trash.

One side uses the power that he has forged from the beginning to the end, while the other side uses the flesh and blood of those victims after he killed and refined his soul.

Between the two, who is the stronger?Who is the real winner?
This is a question that does not need to be answered at all. It is as natural as the sun rising from the east, and it is the most obvious truth.

With such a serious injury, the little monk should have died immediately, but the divine power still surrounding his limbs and bones still held his last breath.Seeing that Zheng Zha didn't answer what he meant, the little monk forced a ferocious expression on his face, and the boa constrictor around his neck prepared to open its mouth with extremely small movements, and spit out the final poisonous mist— —

"I won't forget about it."

Zheng Zha grabbed the python's seven inches. While forcing the snake to open its mouth wide to face the little monk, he drew his other hand from the little monk's chest and said, "You don't think that Did I forget about this snake that sprays poisonous mist? At the beginning, it sprayed like it didn’t need money, but after it became smaller and merged with you, it doesn’t use poisonous mist now. It should be... in this state The poisonous fog will harm you too, right?"

"I remember a saying in Indian mythology that the venom spit out by Vasuji burned Shiva's throat, and because of guilt, he voluntarily put it around Shiva's neck. Combined with the first shout of Vasuji and Shiva From the perspective of the mother-in-law, the situation must have become very clear."

Even though he was about to die, the little monk's eyes widened suddenly when he heard this passage - don't you know nothing about Indian mythology?Can he even call the name of the three-phase god wrong, and now come to tell me this?
Zheng Zha naturally understood the little monk's eyes. Until this moment, he finally showed a mischievous smile: "That's just a tactic to anger you. At the main god, the members of the reincarnation team in each region They will subconsciously strengthen the powerful exchanges in their respective cultures. After knowing the information about the giant python, I have read a lot of Indian mythology these days. As for the previous words..."

"I lied to you."

Accompanied by these words, Zheng Zha pinched his hand hard, and the poisonous mist that had been hidden for a long time in the python's mouth suddenly sprayed the little monk who mustered his last strength and was about to yell...

"One member of the opponent's team was killed, and the Zhongzhou team accumulated four positive points. Currently, they have received [-] reward points. When the horror film ends, those with negative reward points will be directly wiped out..."

After hearing the reminder from the Lord God, Zheng Zha, who wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, pulled out the magic weapon of Brahma from the little monk's chest, suddenly felt a piercing sense of crisis. The monk's corpse was kicked far away, and just three seconds after he finished this action...

With a sound of "boom", accompanied by the sound like a bomb explosion, the body of the little monk was suddenly blown into pieces, and a cell that was still intact was blown to pieces. Smoke, dust, earth and rocks splashed all over the sky. Zheng Zha, who was also choking, coughed repeatedly.

"It's a pity, I wanted to take back that Brahma magic weapon, but it seems that I have no chance..."

It wasn't until this moment that Zheng Zha exited the gene lock state. He covered his head, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.

——The sequela of the third-order gene lock is more serious than I thought.

Zheng Zha's body fell backwards slowly, and the enemy was gone, so he couldn't hold on anymore, so he sat down on the ground, smiled wryly and said to himself: "Sorry, everyone, I may not be able to do it again. Continue to participate in this battle, as for the main task..."

"Yang Yun, the next task will be entrusted to you."

(End of this chapter)