This endless world

"You really don't understand what it means to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade."

After a while, Zhao Yingkong rubbed her still sore neck and complained to Yang Yun opposite: "You actually hit me so hard when all the energy in my body has been exhausted... Do you really want to?" Kill me?"

"The body that has unlocked the fourth-level gene lock is not that fragile. And lastly, I have already restrained some of my strength."

Yang Yun sat silently on the sofa, recovering the true energy in his body. After the spiritual light that penetrated his body was withdrawn by Zhao Yingkong, Yang Yun's injuries healed almost in the blink of an eye, and he also used his true energy mixed with life energy to treat Zhao Yingkong... Although this assassin In fact, the girl did not suffer any injuries except for her neck bone being broken by the final blow.

Even though he had just won the battle with the protagonist Zhao Yingkong with an almost complete victory, Yang Yun's expression was still serious.

Yang Yun knew very well that this was not a complete victory. What Zhao Yingkong showed now was not all of her power. When she was on the island, she should have had black lines all over her body, forming a rune array. violent state. In this state, Zhao Yingkong should have been able to demonstrate her special control over energy, which is her talent for absorbing energy.

Although Zhao Yingkong's upper limit for absorbing energy is unknown, it is undoubtedly an ability that is not inferior to "Annihilation". This ability seems to come from the genetic modification of the "Empty" project. It is independent of and complementary to the light of her soul.

Maybe Zhao Yingkong is temporarily unable to use that power due to her long years of slumber, maybe she is afraid that she will fall into the inner demons again, or maybe she feels that the two of them have not yet reached the point of life and death struggle... But, it always belongs to Zhao Yingkong A hidden trump card.

Of course, Yang Yun also hid it.

But no matter what, victory is victory. Yang Yun won this battle and crossed the obstacle called the fourth level gene lock, proving that as long as a person is strong enough, non-level four can completely defeat the fourth level.

He won so openly that even Zhao Yingkong had to hold his nose to admit it, and as the winner's prize, he did get the right to dominate the conversation.

——I am strong, but not strong enough, far from it.

It's not surprising to defeat Zhao Yingkong, a protagonist who is far from the best. Her basic attributes are not even as good as mine. But the clone Zheng Zha is different. The man who climbed out of hell and transformed into a demon not only has no weaknesses in frontal combat, but the controllability and practicality of Violent Flame are also far better than Annihilation.

After all, Zheng Zha himself admitted after overcoming his inner demons that his strength has increased by about three to five times compared to the Lord of the Rings period. Zheng Zha, who has the "Hidden Dragon Transformation", has a record of success with the clone Zheng Zha. , but it is seven to one thousand, seven hundred and forty-two, a desperate number.

It is true that Zheng Zha's "self" strength may have been exaggerated due to the rising tide, but there is no big problem in treating the clone Zheng Zha as an enemy with a fourth-level intermediate strength... even if it is No matter how much he underestimated him, Yang Yun didn't think that man's strength would be even half inferior to Xin Bi'an.

Zhao Yingkong rolled her eyes: "Okay, maybe I have to thank you for not breaking my neck completely in that last blow, or not crushing my head to pieces, or even lifting my legs, like Tear me into two pieces like a chicken?"

"...What a strange idea you have."

This time, it was Yang Yun's turn to roll his eyes: "I am a civilized person. What I am good at is convincing people with reason. Violence is my last resort."

"Civilized people? Convince people with reason?" Zhao Yingkong looked at Yang Yun curiously, as if he wanted to see something wrong on his face: "Can you wise men talk such serious nonsense? From your fighting style, and then When it comes to the rubbish you utter from time to time during battles that would make people angry to death, how does it have anything to do with these two words?"

"If the truth doesn't make sense, use your strength to explain it." Yang Yun replied with a normal face: "My words are to convince the other party. And my power is to allow the other party to sit down calmly and be convinced by me."

This sentence made sense, but Zhao Yingkong, who had little contact with normal society, did not hear the hidden meaning, but felt that something was wrong. But Yang Yun started the next topic before she could figure it out: "Let's get down to business. I need your power for the upcoming team battle in the next horror movie."

"Need my power? You've defeated me, but you're saying you still need my power?"

Zhao Yingkong replied somewhat funny: "Are you kidding me? This joke is not funny."

"Because the team we are about to face in the team battle, the Demon Team, has an enemy that only you can deal with."

Yang Yun ignored Zhao Ruikong's words and continued: "You must be very familiar with this person. He is the person you love most. The person who killed Zhao Ruikong also entered the main god space before you. That person Someone who always smiles and whose catchphrase is 'little apple'..."

"Stop talking."

Every time Yang Yun said another word, the expression on Zhao Yingkong's face became more and more struggling. In the end, her face was half smiling and half gritting her teeth. It looked really strange. And she herself closed her eyes, and it took a long time before she returned to her previous smile, but there was still a hint of frost on her face.

Not only did this frost not damage Zhao Yingkong's temperament, it actually gave her a heroic spirit on her face. Coupled with the faint smile on Zhao Yingkong's face, it looked like a ripe iced apple, which made it look even more beautiful.

Yang Yun watched Zhao Yingkong barely return to normal, and then said: "It seems that I made a wise choice by not naming that person."

"There's nothing I can do. Those memories left her with too deep scars. Fortunately, you didn't say that person's name directly, otherwise it wouldn't be that simple to suppress her consciousness." Zhao Yingkong looked helplessly. Yang Yun glanced: "But I should have thought of it earlier. Even I have entered the main god space, so how could he not have entered... After all, he may be the strongest genius in the assassin family for thousands of years."

"...But if it's him, then I understand why you came to me."

Zhao Yingkong took another deep look at Yang Yun: "His and I have been intertwined for a long time. Maybe this is fate. But how do you know that he will stand on the opposite side of the Zhongzhou team next? God's God The query function shouldn’t provide queries for specific members of the enemy team, right?”

This is what Zhao Yingkong doesn't understand the most. Even if Yang Yun knows about her relationship with Zhao Zukong through Zhang Jie, he definitely shouldn't know that the Zhongzhou team will encounter Zhao Zukong in the next team battle.

——Speaking of which, this guy really doesn’t understand a girl’s heart at all. Not only did he peek into the girl's privacy, but he also came to her door and beat her up. How can there be such a man in the world? Fortunately, the sub-personality treated him...

Just when Zhao Yingkong's teeth were itching with hatred, this hateful man who had been indifferent since they first met suddenly showed an apologetic expression and lowered his head towards her: "Actually, what I just said about Zhang Jie reading your mind What I said was a lie, and I would like to formally express my apology to you."

This sudden movement once again confused Zhao Yingkong. She quickly stretched out her hand to make a pause gesture: "Wait a minute, what do you mean...you said you just lied to me?"

"Yes, Zhang Jie actually did not read your memory. You don't have to worry about your privacy being leaked." Yang Yun replied.

"...Then how did you know about Ruikong and that man?"

"That's another story." Yang Yun raised his head and looked into Zhao Yingkong's confused eyes. He could see that this series of stories had plunged this little girl with little experience into confusion: "Then, please allow me to reintroduce myself to you."

"Zhongzhou team member Yang Yun has returned since the end of Resident Evil."