It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 275 I am not good at swordsmanship, but you are not good at boxing

"Forget it. You have your responsibilities and I have mine."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Besides, there are still many people waiting for me to return."

His power may be insignificant, but it is the lever that moves everything.

Without him, many things would not be possible.

Moreover, not to mention whether the Metropolis and Hell Game would allow Liu Zheng to stay outside, what was he doing here?
There are no mobile phones, no internet, no air conditioning, and except for the crooked technology tree, the living standard is basically that of the Middle Ages.

At least he could still chat with people on the phone, buy some erotic magazines at the newsstand, and watch some DVDs at the Metropolitan.

Although Liu Zheng doesn't have very high material demands, he still has to live a modern life.

"That's a pity. But I still hope to teach you something before you leave."

Beethoven slowly raised the sword, again holding the hilt with his right hand and the tail of the sword with his left hand, with his two hands crossed.

But this time he no longer pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky, but instead held it horizontally forward, like the horn of a rhinoceros.

“Hey!”

Beethoven roared again, this time his voice was even more violent, and his hair and beard were standing on end.

A thunder-like sound came out from his mouth and feet at the same time. With just one big step, the tip of the sword was already in front of Liu Zheng.

Such an advance is almost the same as the mythical act of shrinking the earth into an inch.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng is also a monster in mythology.

He used four tentacles to hold the butcher knife at the same time, slashing horizontally and sideways.

It turned out to be a wise move.

Given the same inhuman physique, tentacles made only of cartilage are naturally no match for hard joints.

"Kakakaka."

There was a slight sound of bones dislocating within the tentacles.

However, the greatsword was successfully deflected.

But this time Beethoven did not stop, but directly transformed the straight stab into a horizontal sweep.

The broad sword body carried tremendous force, creating a sharp sound of wind, and a sense of oppression came over one's face.

"It's really troublesome to encounter this kind of physical monster."

Liu Zheng thought to himself as he continued to block.

The enemies he encountered in Metropolis were either physically stronger than him or had strange mechanical monsters.

There is no need to mention the likes of cows, horses, and plane trees, who can be killed by their sheer physical strength.

As for those strange monsters with weird mechanisms, as long as they cannot be killed on sight, they are not a big threat to him.

For example, various community security guards and vampire girls, although they have various extraordinary powers, they have no fighting skills and are helpless in the face of "flesh and blood rebirth" and real damage.

But he felt very uncomfortable when he met Beethoven, whose physical strength was similar to his but whose fighting skills were far superior to his.

You can neither lie down and get beaten, nor be crushed by objects.

However, this gave Liu Zheng a rare fighting spirit.

He seemed to have returned to the time when he first got along well with his friends in the orphanage.

"I want to see who can last longer."

Liu Zheng's four swords swung out at the same time, leaving afterimages, wielding the butcher knife and fighting with Beethoven.

Both the serrated butcher knife and the silver sword are heavy weapons, but in the hands of the two men they are like sponge sticks used by children to play with.

The contrast between the terrifying sound of the weapons chopping and their relaxed attitude made the onlookers feel so uncomfortable that they almost vomited blood.

The hunter captain was secretly thankful that he had not had a violent conflict with Liu Zheng.

Otherwise, even if they could delay until the arrival of Maestro Beethoven, the mobile team would probably suffer heavy casualties.

They were also shocked by the strength of Master Beethoven.

The “Holy Sword” hunters had never actually seen Beethoven use his full strength.

Whether in normal training or occasional hunting, Beethoven often only needs to use less than one-tenth of his strength to crush them and the beasts.

When encountering monsters in Tomel's dungeon, Beethoven would often use the Moonlight Greatsword to destroy them with ease.

It was the first time they saw Beethoven using ordinary weapons and giving it his all.

So powerful, so graceful, and so awe-inspiring.

The "Holy Sword" hunters even began to envy Liu Zheng. Why weren't they the ones to endure such supreme and beautiful swordsmanship from Master Beethoven?

Beethoven himself was equally delighted.

His tall body was extremely flexible in a way that was totally contrary to common sense, and every movement he made was so swift and efficient.

After a chopping blow, his body was already ready for the next attack.

Such functions are not like those of a dying old man at all, but rather like those of a young man who has just matured.

But Beethoven's swordsmanship was much more sophisticated than those young men. Although his sword moves were continuous, not a single move was redundant. All of them were aimed at Liu Zheng's vital points and flaws.

"Are you ready, young man? I'm going to speed up."

he said suddenly.

"Come."

Liu Zheng's answer was just one word.

"Hahaha, okay."

Beethoven laughed, raised the sword above his head again, and then spun and chopped it down.

Spin, spin, spin.
The standard greatsword of the "Holy Sword" hunter seemed to have turned into a silver windmill, humming in the air.

Forehand, backhand, upspin, downspin.

Four rays of light, with Beethoven as the center, came towards Liu Zheng to strangle him.

In just a few seconds, the greatsword turned more than twenty times. The storm created by the blade even blew up the sand and gravel on the ground, which were then crushed in the light of the wheel.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

The sounds of metal colliding rang out one after another, like an impromptu percussion music.

Liu Zheng's tentacles kept shaking. Although the sound of the cartilage cracking was covered by the sound of the collision, the feeling of pain was clearly transmitted to his brain.

If it weren't for the rapid recovery of "Flesh and Blood Rebirth", his four tentacles would have been scrapped long ago.

But under such a high-speed attack, the accumulated damage was almost impossible for even "Flesh and Blood Regeneration" to recover.

The old man in front of him was still speeding up. He didn't seem to be running out of energy at all. He was even more vigorous than the old man who had stored up a lot of energy.

"Damn, this old guy wouldn't drink the 'blood collection bottle' as a beverage every day, right?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

It seems that he still underestimated the difficulty of this copy. Those beasts wandering on the streets are indeed just food, but their high-end combat power is still something.

Moreover, Beethoven had not yet used the magic weapon behind him, which was of guaranteed perfect quality, nor had he transformed into a beast like Father John.

If it were a life-and-death fight, it would be hard to say whether he could escape unscathed. He would probably have to consume a lot of props and reserved physical strength.

Since the assessment is wrong, the original plan must also be revised.

He originally planned to sneak into the church town and see if he could steal the Blood Gem and the Holy Grail directly.

If we are discovered, we will just change to open robbery.

Anyway, the Blood Healing Church is obviously not a good thing, so there is no psychological burden in robbing it.

It seems that we still have to try to negotiate first.

But even if we want to negotiate, we have to demonstrate our strength first.

After all, the weapon of criticism is always inferior to the criticism of weapons.

Liu Zheng swung his sword again to block Beethoven's attack.

But this time, he only used two tentacles.

Although his strength is slightly higher than Beethoven's, it still cannot offset the disadvantage of two tentacles over two hands.

The big sword crushed Liu Zheng's tentacles with heavy force, and the butcher knife was pushed back and pressed on his shoulder.

The pain of broken bones came again, but this was exactly the effect he wanted.

As long as the limb is not directly severed, a small bone fracture is similar to a broken capillary.

The remaining two tentacles clenched into fists and hit Beethoven's abdomen hard.

At the same time, Liu Zheng's right hoof raised secretly and kicked towards Beethoven's leg pit.

Xingyiquan’s killer move: yellow dog peeing.

When it comes to fighting, he is just a layman.

When it comes to boxing, he only has a basic understanding of it.

"Oh~"

Beethoven exclaimed when he felt the sharp wind coming from below. He had never seen such an attack method before, which fully demonstrated the cunning of humans and the wildness of animals.

"boom!"

Beethoven also raised his legs to block Liu Zheng's vicious kick, but his abdomen was hit hard by two tentacles.

A dull impact sound was heard, and Liu Zheng felt that what he hit was not a flesh and blood body, but a piece of granite.

After exchanging moves, the two men each took a step back and faced off again.

"Young man, you really give me so many surprises."

Beethoven said as he glanced at the mark on his abdomen.

The thick hunter coat did little to protect him from the impact, and the penetrating force of the punch hit his flesh directly.

Although his well-tempered body was strong enough to withstand attacks of this magnitude, he did feel the long-lost pain.

"You're not bad either. You're qualified to be a delivery man."

Liu Zheng said politely.

"Hahaha."

Beethoven laughed heartily.

"Still fighting?"

he asked.

"No need, I feel like we've communicated enough."

Liu Zheng moved his cracked shoulder and said.

"How about having a drink together? I have a few bottles of good wine that I brought from Karkarens College."

Beethoven suggested.

"Where to drink?"

"Of course I'm going back to the church. Don't worry, I guarantee your safety with my honor and family name."

Beethoven said seriously.

"Besides, Archbishop Amelia wants to see you, too. Her wine is better than mine."

Then he blinked again.

"Okay, let's go."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Well. My knights, continue to fulfill your duties."

Beethoven said to the "Holy Sword" hunters.

"Yes, Master Beethoven."

The hunters responded in unison.

The hunter captain actually wanted to ask if they needed to send someone to escort them, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was a bit beyond his capabilities.

Maestro Beethoven acted with this stranger, and they could not think of anything that could threaten their safety.

Under the reverent gazes of the "Holy Sword" hunters, Beethoven and Liu Zheng walked side by side towards the direction of the Church Town.

Xia Kai followed them consciously, like a knight's squire.

The Adan Cemetery is actually very close to the Church Town, which is probably why Father John chose to settle his family nearby.

With the strength of their legs, even with the burden of Xia Kai, it only took them a dozen minutes to reach the entrance of Church Town.

A huge central square.

The central square is the lowest point of the entire church town. Above it is the core cathedral, to the right is the church workshop, and to the left is Old At.

There is another fork in the road, which is blocked by a huge iron gate, and the scenery behind it cannot be seen.

The square was brightly lit, and countless people in church hunter uniforms were walking back and forth.

They are tall and strong, with firm eyes, sophisticated weapons and devout faith, enough to keep anyone with ill intentions out of the church town.

However, when they saw Beethoven coming, they all bowed their heads in respect.

"Master Beethoven, welcome back. Who are these two?"

The leader of the patrol team came over to greet him.

This is an extraordinary period, and even the people brought by Beethoven must be identified.

Of course, this is also because he is not a "Holy Sword" hunter, but a direct hunter under the Grand Priest Amelia.

"This is the person that Grand Patriarch Amelia specifically requested to see."

Beethoven said.

"Then please wait a moment. I need to send someone to confirm it."

The person in charge said apologetically.

"Of course, that's your duty."

Beethoven nodded.

The chief returned to the patrol and said something to a hunter.

The latter nodded and rushed towards the cathedral.

Soon, he returned to the square and whispered something in the ear of the person in charge.

"Master Beethoven, the Grand Master asks you to go directly to the main chapel."

The person in charge walked up to the three people and said.

"Very good. Good job on patrol."

Beethoven said.

"So that the sacred blood will never dry up."

The person in charge saluted.

Passing through the patrol team, the three of them headed towards the cathedral.

The road leading to the cathedral was a series of stairs. By the time they reached the door of the cathedral, Beethoven and Liu Zheng were fine, but Xia Kai was already a little out of breath.

"You, as a follower, should be trained properly."

Beethoven commented.

"Indeed, there's a chance he could go to the sewer and eat more shit."

Liu Zheng agreed with him.

Xia Kai looked constipated, but didn't dare to refute.

But besides being speechless, he also felt a little bit of anticipation.

If eating shit can make you as strong as the big guys, it doesn't seem completely unacceptable.

"Well, that's not what I meant. I meant that he could train with those apprentice hunters."

Beethoven said helplessly.

Although he didn't know whether what Liu Zheng said was true or not, even if it was true, it was still hard for him to accept the idea of ​​becoming stronger by eating shit.

"It depends on whether he is willing or not. I am a very democratic person."

Liu Zheng said.

"I always listen to the boss."

Xia Kai said simply.

In fact, he was still a little tempted. After all, it was definitely safer in the church town than in the city.

Moreover, it is a rare opportunity to train with a hunter.

If you can survive in the church town for ten days or half a month, then the reputation of the dungeon will soar, right?
"Suck it."

Xia Kai couldn't help swallowing.

"Then we'll see what happens then."

Liu Zheng glanced at him and said.

Although he doesn't plan to be a nanny, he is still willing to help if it takes a little effort.

Just like what he did in the Mets, more friends, more paths.

If it works out, I can ask Xia Kai for some items as an introduction fee.

However, all this is based on the premise that communication goes smoothly this time.

If both sides start fighting directly, there will be no such thing as training together.

"Come in, Grand Patriarch Amelia is still waiting for us."

Beethoven pushed open the huge bronze door and led the two of them into the deep cathedral.

(End of this chapter)