Chapter 22 Smart

Another life-and-death battle!

"Is it necessary to push me to a dead end?"

Zhao Zilong forced himself to endure the heat, settled down, looked at the evil god and said, "We just met for the first time. Is it necessary to bet on our lives for a competition?"

The evil god laughed, "Of course, it's not necessary. I didn't say that I must take your life, but I think that only in a desperate situation can people really go all out to fight and maximize the potential of their bodies! So, if you are a real warrior, you should be interested in all this and exciting. Tell me, what are your feelings now?

"I want to kill you!" Zhao Zilong blurted out and then sneered, "You are really a madman. You have never considered what kind of danger it will bring to us here. Then a person who ignores danger must be a person who ignores life and death. Since you are reckless, you should also be prepared to die!"

The evil god couldn't help but clap his hands again and said, "Very good, very good! Originally, I was worried that you would be scared out of your mind, but now it seems that my worries are completely superfluous. As for life and death? The evil god smiled faintly, "If there is no fear, how can you have courage?" As he spoke, he shook his uniform and put on the posture of a warrior. "Today, I will teach you to become a real man."

"Good." Zhao Zilong looked at the sea of fire around him, and suddenly had a hot-blooded impulse in his heart. He couldn't help laughing wildly, "How have I ever seen such a magnificent battlefield? You can show your fists here today, and it's a battle with evil gods! It's enough to comfort my life and reward the hero's ambition!"

Speaking of this, he stretched out his left fist and shouted, "Come on!"

"It's coming!" The evil god suddenly screamed strangely, and his body suddenly prostrated himself with iron rope, and then his legs suddenly turned up like a sea of dragons and clouds. Zhao Zilong looked at his constantly changing body and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "What the hell is this guy doing?"

Suddenly, the iron rope suddenly trembled violently. Zhao Zilong couldn't help but be shocked. Suddenly, there was a dizziness in front of his eyes. He only felt that the iron rope seemed to have become more hotter than before, and it was quietly passing through his soles and invaded the soles of his feet. Then he suddenly accelerated and directly attacked it. His internal organs!

Zhao Zilong roared and grabbed his chest tightly. He only felt that this heat would burn his body completely soon, but he could not expel it from his body. What should he do? What should I do?!

"What...did you do to me?" Zhao Zilong glared at the evil god and roared, "Why does the heat flow on the iron rope keep pouring into my body? Do you want to burn me to death?"

The evil god smiled and said, "This is your own way to die. You want to resist the heat flow with your own internal force, but you don't know that the heat flow has found a channel to your body with the internal force emitted by you. Ha ha, your martial arts foundation is really too weak. Tut, you think you have strong internal strength, just Can you resist all attacks?"

"You..." Zhao Zilong struggled to stand up, pointed to the evil god, and suddenly laughed loudly.

The evil god was stunned and said in surprise, "You are going to die in my hands soon. Why can you laugh?"

"You are not my opponent at all, that's why you used this kind of dirty means, but even if you kill me, you will lose at all. You are simply an obscene villain. You are in vain to call the name of the evil god! Ha ha, is this what you call a duel between men? You really make me sick!"

The evil god suddenly became angry, "It's you who can't resist my heat. How can this be a dirty means? Do you know how many years it will take to practice this trick? This move to hide dragons going to sea is my lifelong painstaking efforts, do you know? How dare you insult it like this!"

Speaking of this, the evil god suddenly stretched out his left palm and hit the iron rope again!

"Ah-"

Zhao Zilong only felt that his body was hotter and painful. He could no longer stand this hellish taste. His body suddenly fell on the iron rope, his body bent slightly, and his palms slowly stretched out.

The evil god couldn't help but be shocked, immediately stepped back two steps, and lost his voice, "What? What on earth is he going to do? ......”

Zhao Zilong's body suddenly began to flip on the iron cable, and his movements were even more ethereal and strange. The evil god suddenly realized that he was shocked and said in a daze, "This is impossible. I don't know how many days and nights I have learned in order to practice this trick, and I haven't even been able to close my eyes for seven days and seven nights. How did he Maybe in such a short time, you have fully understood the mystery here? This is a miracle!"

Zhao Zilong did not think of plagiarizing the martial arts of the evil god. He just felt that since the evil god could attack him through the iron rope, of course, he could also use the same method to deal with him, which was the simplest truth.

However, it is such a simple truth that without Superman's talent, it is impossible to use it in this instant.

The evil god knows that as long as he does not exert internal strength, this ready-to-go heat flow will not hurt him. However, if he wants to defeat Zhao Zilong, he must have a real battle as a mortal. If he exerts internal strength again, he will undoubtedly seek his own death.

In fact, Zhao Zilong has never stopped fighting against the heat flow. However, the power of this heat flow is too strong. Although he can use his internal force to absorb this power, it still consumes a huge amount of power to slowly absorb this heat flow. However, his internal force has also been exhausted at this time. He is faced with the same choice as the evil god, but he is still full of confidence.

He slowly stood up, looked at the evil god, smiled bitterly, and said slowly, "We have no grievances in our lives. Why do you have to fight with me?"

The evil god said lightly, "Although you have never seen me, I have been famous for you for a long time, so before you came here, I have swore to myself that I would win or lose with you."

Zhao Zilong was stunned and said, "Don't you know what happened to me? Did you just let me come here because you wanted to fight with me?"

The evil god said, "I really want to help you, but you have to help me first."

Zhao Zilong suddenly shouted, "You are not my opponent at all. Do you have to let me kill you? I just asked you, can you help me back Zhao Zilong?

The evil god only smiled faintly: "If you can really defeat me, I will thank you. Of course, I will help you with any problems, just..."

He sneered and said, "I have never lost."