Legend of the Supreme Soldier

It was almost noon when Shu Mo'er woke up, and she fell asleep angrily last night. When they came together, she found that everyone's faces seemed a little dignified.

She ran to Peng Acha's side and asked, "Peng Peng, what's wrong with everyone?"

Peng Acha said in a deep voice: "That kid Wei Zheng went out last night, and he hasn't come back yet. Everyone is a little worried."

"Ah." Shu Mo'er was startled: "Is there nothing wrong with him?"

"Well, Neville and Doka have already gone to look for them, and they will probably come back soon." Peng Acha was a little worried.

For some reason, the stone face that made her angry last night suddenly appeared in Shu Mo'er's mind... She felt a little ominous in her heart.

At this time, Neville and Doka, who had gone out to look for them, came back, and everyone's face sank. Bon Acha stepped forward to inquire, but Neville shook his head, indicating that he found nothing.

"Wei Zheng's strength is not weak, and we don't need to worry too much. Maybe he will come back after a while." Zong Wen comforted everyone.

Think about it, everyone, Wei is a sixth-level shooter, so what could happen in such a small place?

Everyone's mood immediately improved a bit.

Shu Mo'er secretly pulled Peng Acha aside, and whispered: "Peng Peng, you can go somewhere with me later."

The bird feathers on Peng Acha's head shook wildly: "Where? Don't run around at this time, what if something happens?"

"If someone has something to do, you can just stay with me. Besides, if you are with me, how can something happen? The big deal, let's call the black eyebrows together." Neville is often called by everyone because of his black and thick eyebrows. For dark eyebrows.

Peng Acha thought about it for a while, but agreed with his red nose, and said angrily: "Okay, well, hey, the little girl's family is really troublesome."

Neville also had no temper with the little girl, so he had to agree.

"Little Mo'er, where are we going?" On the road, Peng Acha looked around and kept asking Shu Mo'er.

Shu Mo'er also often feels helpless about Peng Acha's abundant energy: "You will know when you reach the end of the land."

"Is it related to Wei Zheng?" Neville, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

Shu Mo'er hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Yeah."

Peng Acha was taken aback: "Ah, little Mo'er, why didn't you say it earlier? Shall we bring a few more people?"

Shu Mo'er shook his head: "I'm not sure either, I just feel it's possible, it's not good to alarm everyone before it's confirmed."

The three immediately speeded up.

"It's here." Shu Mo'er pointed to a big house in front of him.

Ye Zhong had already noticed that the three of them had entered the scanning range of the defense system, and thought to himself, what should come is still coming.

There was a knock on the door, followed by Christine's surprised voice: "Sister Mo'er!"

When Ye Zhong walked out of the room, Shu Mo'er and his party had already entered the yard.

Shu Mo'er saluted Ye Zhong: "Mr. Ye."

"Miss Shu Mo'er." Ye Qian nodded.

The other party's expression was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest clue. Shu Mo'er's unsteady guess was even more shaken at this time. But she hesitated for a while, and said: "Mr. Ye, I wonder if you have seen the companion who came with me yesterday, we have been looking for him."

"Yesterday's companion? Mr. Wei Zheng?" Ye Zhong shook his head: "Didn't he leave with you yesterday?"

If Shang was here, he would definitely appreciate Ye Zhong's calmness at this time.

Ye Zhong's answer disappointed Shu Mo'er, his eyes were very open, without flickering at all. She already believed Ye Zhong's words eight out of ten.

Her eyes shifted to Christine, and Christine asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Sister Mo'er, did something happen to the handsome guy?" Without knowing it at all, this expression fell into Shu Mo'er's eyes, which further confirmed Ye Zhong's words.

Shu Mo'er smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that he didn't come back last night, we are a little worried about him."

After entering the door, Peng Acha looked left and right, curiously looking at the empty yard. Neville didn't say a word, just stared at Ye Zhong.

Seeing the closed door behind Ye Zhong, Shu Moer's heart moved, and he asked with a smile: "Mr. Ye, do we have the honor to visit your weapon manufacturing room today?"

The room was already empty, and all the instruments had been put into Chen's ring by Ye Zhong. Ye Zhong suddenly realized that he had made a very serious mistake. What weapon crafter has an empty room? This emptiness itself is a very abnormal phenomenon.

"I'm sorry, it's still inconvenient today." Ye Zhong refused very directly like yesterday.

Neville and Bon Acha glanced at each other, and they quickly separated. They both took a step sideways at the same time, forming an inverted triangle with Shu Moer.

"I think, Mr. Ye, we have always admired your name, why don't you let us visit your production room?" Neville stared into Ye Zhong's eyes. Neville always felt that the person in front of him had some eyes, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen him. But a very dangerous smell emanating from the other party caught his attention.

Ye Zhong seemed to turn a blind eye to the behavior of the two, and replied indifferently: "I'm not used to it." His breathing had quietly begun to slow down, and under his clothes, the muscles of his whole body were relaxed little by little, so as to ensure his explosive power when he suddenly started.

"Can't we make an exception once?" Neville's hand had already touched the light gun on his waist. His voice was not loud, but there was a strong threat and doubt.

Although I don't know why Neville insisted so much, the tacit understanding between Peng Acha and Shu Mo'er kept them on guard. Moreover, although Neville is usually quite reticent, he knows things very well, and everyone is very convinced of him.

"I don't accept it." Ye Zhong whispered four words softly.

Neville's expression finally changed, not only because of Ye Zhong's resoluteness, but also because he remembered who the familiar-looking man in front of him was.

That figure! He was the scary man I met in the alley that day, leaving only a back!

Neville's pupils shrank suddenly, and his right hand subconsciously touched the light gun. Ye Zhong's ruthlessness that day left a deep impression on him. This is the instinct of a shooter. When encountering a situation that may threaten them, they will always subconsciously reach for their weapons.

Neville did not expect that his move was an extremely serious and fatal mistake at a time when the atmosphere was extremely delicate.

Peng Acha and Shu Mo'er's expressions changed, because they were always paying attention to Neville's expression. Neville's expressions and actions sent them a signal, a signal to fight!

In Ye Zhong's eyes, this was also a signal! The signal before the opponent makes a move!

Both sides launched almost simultaneously. Neither Ye Zhong nor Peng Acha hesitated at all. Both sides have extremely rich combat experience, and both believe in their own judgments.

Ye Zhong's muscles that had been intentionally relaxed suddenly exerted strength, and everyone felt that their eyes blurred, and Ye Zhong was nowhere to be seen.

Divine Sense!

Ye Chong was shocked, and the figure that was rushing towards Neville stopped suddenly, and with a tap of his toes, the whole person bounced back. A red beam of light brushed against Ye Zhong's chest and sank into the ground.

It was Bon Acha, who saved Neville's life in a critical moment.

Neville immediately reacted, he secretly scolded himself for being stupid, for being distracted at this time. He did not attack Ye Zhong immediately, but pulled out his light gun as quickly as possible, and fired a shot into the sky.

Crack, a colored flare with dazzling light bloomed in the sky. This is an emergency call for help in their team, and all the companions rushed to the news as soon as they received it. After Neville recognized who Ye Zhong was, he had raised the danger level of the whole incident by several levels.

Why didn't Ye Zhong understand that the other party was calling for his companion? But now he was busy with the attack of Bon Acha, who was the oldest and most experienced of them all. His divine sense is like a maggot attached to the bone, and his ghost lingers on. Ye Zhong got rid of it a few times, but was quickly entangled again.

Ye Zhong didn't dare to stay for a second. He knew that for these shooters, once they were locked by the opponent's mind, the opponent's subsequent attack would be inevitable. What he had to do was not to be locked by the opponent's mind.

His figure was extremely erratic. Due to his high speed and the influence of the air, Ye Zhong now looked like a ghost. The principle of Ye Zhong's dodge of divine thoughts is simple. Spiritual thoughts are like water waves, centered on the emitter and spreading around.

Ye Zhong used his high-speed shaking, like a high-frequency vibrating spring, to quickly make the other party's divine thoughts distributed around him extremely complicated, thus causing the other party to lose his own sense.

In other words, if he wanted to get rid of the other party's divine thoughts, he had to keep his body vibrating at a high speed. This is not a very difficult thing for him. The muscles of his whole body have been controlled like the heart, and his control of strength is unmatched by anyone in the world.

Peng Acha had rich experience. After realizing that the other party was able to get rid of his divine thoughts, although he was terrified, he was not flustered. He quickly took correct measures to increase the intensity of his divine sense.

In a sense, mental fluctuations are like water waves. When Peng Acha increases his mental strength, it is like making water more viscous, and the impact of Ye Zhong's body vibration will be greatly reduced.

Ye Zhong's evaluation of his opponent immediately improved.

As a last resort, Ye Zhong also increased the frequency of his shaking. His feet moved faster, like a wisp of smoke, he swam around at high speed without touching the ground.

Peng Acha was very sophisticated. Although his divine sense could not accurately capture the opponent's position, he still shot based on his experience. These light beams caused far more trouble to Ye Zhong than Peng Acha's promotion of his spiritual sense. Several times these light beams almost hit him.

Shu Mo'er hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Ye, we just want to go in and have a look around. We have no other intentions. Why don't you be accommodating, so that we don't hurt each other." Christine was so quick to hide in her room , a sixth-level shooter is not something she can handle. What surprised her the most was Ye Zhong. Under the siege of three sixth-level shooters, he did not lose the wind. What kind of strength is this!

Looks like I hit the jackpot this time! Her eyes lit up and she muttered to herself.

If it goes on like this, I will only fall into passiveness a little bit.

Ye Zhong's eyes flickered, his judgment of the situation was always very clear. No more hesitation at the moment, suddenly force.

Leaning his body forward, his slightly bent toes touched the ground, and Ye Zhong's whole body was pressed against the ground, like a high-speed skateboard, heading towards Neville.

Beams of light followed closely behind Ye Zhong, leaving a neat row of holes behind him.

On the iris, brilliant beams of light intertwined and cast light and shadow, but the firmness in Ye Zhong's eyes was like an eternal mountain, without any wavering. In front of the squinted eyes, there appeared one after another, dark or shallow lines, and bright or bright bright spots one by one.

Boundary skills - lines and dots representing death.

It's now!

Ye Zhong jumped up from the ground like a poisonous snake, and his fist, clenched into a cone, aimed at the brightest spot in his eyes - Neville's throat.

As long as it is hit here, it will definitely die.

Ye Zhong's sudden exertion was beyond everyone's expectations, not even Neville himself.

Ye Zhong who suddenly appeared in front of him made him die.

The world seemed to slow down at this moment. Neville felt that everything in front of him was so slow and clear. He could even see every hair on Ye Zhong's face clearly, as well as the strong murderous intent contained in those bright black eyes. There is that natural coolness.

This feeling is very strange. After experiencing the initial horror, he is like a bystander, watching all this happen, without much joy or sorrow, just calm. His own movements were still so slow, compared to the other party, it was like slow motion, a thought flashed in his mind.

Oh, it turns out that human speed can reach such a point.

Ye Zhong's shot was very steady and precise, the sharp fist was about to hit Neville's throat, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, it was another divine thought! The upper body was thrown back violently, and the body turned into an extremely exaggerated arc.

A beam of light flew past the gap between Ye Zhong and Neville. The rescuer this time was Shu Mo'er, she was pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, and pointed the light gun at the two of them.

Just as the three breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, Ye Zhong once again showed a strength that terrified everyone.

In the middle of the air, with nowhere to borrow his strength, Ye Zhong's waist twisted strangely, his whole body seemed to have no bones, and his legs suddenly expanded and contracted inexplicably. Immediately afterwards, the legs pressed against Neville's chest seemingly without effort.

Boom!

With a dull sound like a hammer hitting a drum, Neville let out a scream, and was kicked into the air, hitting the wall behind him directly. A mouthful of blood sprayed out and splashed on the wall, shocking.

"Black eyebrows!" Shu Mo'er cried out sadly. She never thought that one of her proposals would lead to such a scene.

Ye Zhong retracted his legs slightly, and as soon as he touched the ground, he swept aside like lightning, and another beam of light flew past him.

One after another "Z" shapes were born and died under Ye Zhong's feet, advancing and retreating like ghosts. Coupled with the fact that his body was constantly vibrating at a high frequency, his figure became even more unpredictable.

Peng Acha's usual naughty and frizzy has long since disappeared. Now he is very calm. He understands that his most important task now is not to eliminate his opponents. It was to protect the injured Neville and the distraught Shu Mo'er before Zong Wen and the others arrived.

However, the moment his attack rhythm changed subtly, Ye Zhong felt it.

For fighting, he has a keenness far beyond ordinary people.

The enemy retreats and we advance, his goal this time is Shu Moer. This beautiful girl's pale face because of sadness at this time made her look even more pitiful.

Unfortunately, what she met was Ye Zhong, a fighting beast who didn't know what pity was.

The steps under his feet changed frequently, and Ye Zhong's figure was so fast that it was dizzying. From the beginning of the battle to the present, Ye Zhong not only kept his body vibrating at a high frequency, but also kept moving at a high speed, without a single pause.

He has been to every corner of the empty yard, and you never know which direction he will flash next. All you can capture is his fleeting back.

Terrible stamina! Terrible speed! The most frightening thing is that he has always maintained a calm heart like ice and snow in such a complicated and high-speed situation!

No gap or opportunity can escape his eyes, as if he was born for fighting.

Ye Zhong rushed towards Shu Mo'er at high speed, and he was now changing direction at high speed. This trick is the first light armor advanced skill he learned, and its original version is a disordered wave jump. In fighting, Ye Zhong's powerful explosive power and inhuman physical endurance made this seemingly innocuous move full of murderous intent.

Shu Moer's eyes widened in a daze. She still couldn't believe the reality that Neville's life and death were unknown. And all these results were formed by her alone, and her heart was full of guilt.

"Mo'er!" Peng Acha turned pale with shock, the light gun in his hand fired light beams frantically, hoping to stop this terrifying and cruel man even for a moment.

Pfft, Ye Zhong's left shoulder was pierced by a beam of light. A shot like the opponent's was a bit like covering fire, but it was more likely to hit Ye Zhong. But shooting in this way will cause the shooter to lose control of the rhythm and lack protection for himself. Unless there are some special circumstances, shooters will not choose this shooting method.

The severe pain in his shoulder did not slow down Ye Zhong's speed in the slightest, his eyes flickered, but his figure suddenly folded.

Thirteen toes, a perfect arc, and his sudden change of direction knocked out all of Bonhacha's fire and, puff puff, a series of holes formed in the ground.

Ye Zhong's figure was like lightning, and he approached Peng Acha's left side only half a meter away from his body. Due to the unreserved firepower, Pengacha has lost the slight control of the shooting rhythm, and this place has become a practical dead spot for shooting.

In Ye Zhong's eyes, Peng Acha was like an undefended fortress.

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