Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 422 It's just a gust of wind, do we need to dodge it?
As the saying goes: Don't hit someone in the face, because hitting someone in the face will hurt their self-esteem.

The Russian girl's actions undoubtedly angered the remaining knight commanders, and just then, the defensive capabilities of the White Bear Legion began to disappear one by one.

The knight commanders suddenly unleashed their respective skills and launched a counterattack.

Two female knight commanders casually patted themselves, and a gentle breeze appeared beneath their feet, increasing their movement speed and lifting their bodies as light as feathers.

The two stepped onto the swamp, and although they were still somewhat affected, their speed increased significantly.

They abandoned their opponents and charged at the Russian girl, their weapons aimed at her chest and lower back.

The Russian girl dared not take the attack head-on. She used her greatsword to deflect the attack in front of her, then crouched down and rolled away on the ground, getting covered in mud.

The two knights pursued relentlessly, pressing closer and closer. Seeing that the Russian girl was about to give up, the Russians who had been harassing the two knights earlier also arrived.

The three of them ganged up on them and surprisingly fought to a standstill!
On the other side, Pierre Cardan was extremely annoyed by his opponent.

He had assumed that the opponent, wielding a heavy shield, would be exhausted quickly and easy to deal with.

As a result, after the man was lured to the side, he stood still and blocked hundreds of attacks with just his heavy shield.

He had practically carved the names of ten knight commanders all over the surface of that shield!

As he relentlessly attacked, the shield was covered in sword marks, and with a final strike, it pierced through the shield, depleting all its durability.

The Russian man, who looked to be in his forties, threw away the broken shield in his hand and took out another identical shield from his residence, giving him a contemptuous smile.

That expression seemed to say: "Are you stupid? I have plenty more in stock!"
This really upset Peel.

He can accept losing to others, but he cannot accept losing so inexplicably.

"That's the only way we can use it. You asked for this!" Pierre's eyes hardened. Because their original intention was to recruit the White Bear Legion, they didn't go all out. Almost everyone was holding back some powerful trump cards, which made them hesitant to use them.

And this Russian actually dared to mock him?
How could we possibly tolerate that?
Pierre sheathed his sword and took two steps back. Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared beneath his feet and quickly slipped behind the Russian soldier in the darkness.

By the time he realized something was wrong and turned to block, the dark figure had already emerged from the ground, transforming into a clone exactly like Pierre, and thrusting out with a sword.

puff!
Having lost much of their defensive capabilities, the members of the White Bear Legion suffered a significant drop in defense. The middle-aged Russian was pierced through the left abdomen by a longsword, and his face turned ashen.

He knew his opponent had shown mercy; otherwise, that sword strike wouldn't have pierced his left abdomen, but rather his heart.

"Ow!!!"

Just then, Ralph suddenly let out a beast-like roar, enraged.

"You dare to hurt my father!"

His eyes were wide open in anger, like a human-shaped bear, staring directly at Pierre Cardin. His eyes were so big and round that they looked like they were about to pop out.

"You dare to hurt my father?!"

He swung the spiked club, which weighed over several hundred pounds, and the knight commander who was fighting him suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly retreated, barely dodging the blow.

But the fierce wind generated by the swinging spiked club actually made his face sting!

For a moment, he was shocked. The person in front of him clearly showed no signs of using genetic abilities, so how could he suddenly become more than twice as strong?
"Oops!"

Rebecca swung her axe, turned around and exclaimed in surprise, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes.

"You dare! Hurt! My father!!!"

Ralph's right arm suddenly grew twice as thick, and his Gold-level combat suit was instantly torn apart, revealing his thick, veiny arm.

"I want you to die!!!"

tom!
The spiked club slammed into the ground behind him, splashing up a large amount of mud. Then, he raised his right arm high and swung it around, throwing the pole-like spiked club away.

boom!
This throw contained unparalleled power. Even Li Zheng dared not say that he could throw with such force at full power. The air was compressed to produce a sonic boom.

"hide!"

Peel felt a chill run down his spine and, disregarding his image, lunged forward, pulling the Russian along with him backward.

The vicious spikes on the mace barely grazed Peel's scalp as they flew away and hurtled into the distance.

A trickle of bright red blood flowed down Pierre's forehead; he had actually been cut by the air currents created when the spiked club flew by!

Li Zheng narrowed his eyes. The spiked club was still going strong and was heading straight for them!

Judging from the trajectory, if he and Liu Qi didn't dodge, they would both be hit by the spinning spiked club. "Get out of the way!"

Rebecca screamed anxiously, knowing all too well how terrifying Ralph's power was when he went berserk.

Let alone one person.

Even a mountain can have its peak smashed off!
This wasn't the first time Rebecca had witnessed something like this.

"Humph!"

Joanna took off running with her long legs towards Liu Qishao, even though she knew she couldn't keep up, she still wanted to try her best.

As for the duel?

That doesn't matter anymore.

Liu Qishao's safety was more important to her than anything else!

"Young Master Qi, get out of the way!"

Liu Qishao and Li Zheng seemed to be stunned, standing motionless in place.

Only Zhan Zhouzhou noticed that Liu Qishao had initially tried to hide, but Li Zheng had held him down.

The adjutant also saw Li Zheng's actions, but he didn't care about anything else; his duty was to protect Liu Qishao's safety.

So he was already in mid-air when he lunged forward.

While in mid-air, the adjutant suddenly felt something flash past the corner of his eye, leaving a blood-red line in his vision.

what is that?
An idea flashed through the adjutant's mind, and he grabbed Liu Qishao, trying to tackle him to the ground and dodge the spiked club.

As for Li Zheng?

He doesn't have time to care.

Holding onto Liu Qishao's body, the adjutant tried to lean to the side, but found his major as solid as a rock, standing there and impossible to move.

Finished!

Another thought flashed through the adjutant's mind.

The next instant, a crimson cloud burst open on the horizon, completely enveloping the flying spiked club.

The blood cloud came quickly and went quickly.

Before some people could react, the blood cloud dispersed, revealing the intact spiked club inside.

The spiked club continued flying at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Li Zheng and his companion.

Li Zheng opened his mouth and gently blew a breath.

Call ~
The diamond-grade spiked club, with that breath, turned into dust in everyone's eyes, drifting past the two of them.

"What did they just shout?"

Li Zheng picked at his ear with his little finger.

"They told us to hide." Liu Qishao said expressionlessly, his hands behind his back trembling.

"It's just a gust of wind, do we need to hide?" Li Zheng asked casually.

"I guess... we don't need to?" Liu Qishao's hands trembled even more, and his voice trembled slightly.

Mudd!

The moment Li Zheng pinned him down, he almost thought Li Zheng was going to use him as a tool to kill someone!
After recovering from his shock, the adjutant realized that his back was soaked with sweat.

Looking at Liu Qishao and Li Zheng, Liu Qishao's back was also soaked with sweat.

Li Zheng, on the other hand, remained calm and showed no signs of anything amiss.

He said calmly, "Little Knife, I'm giving you a task: clean up the blood over there."

Only then did everyone realize that the blood cloud from before was actually a long sword with blood-red patterns all over its body, exuding a violent and cruel aura!

(End of this chapter)