Chapter 115 Battle 8
"Damn, at this speed, it seems he hasn't been using his full strength before." Liu Yuhao blurted out.

"You can't use your full strength." Zhang Jie said.

“How strong would he be if he could overcome his inner demons?” Zheng Zha said.

"Superman." Xuan Zhen said.

"Now Pabolie and Cagewewo have also chased after them. Let's go after the remaining two and kill them if we can." After Xuan Zhen said this, he rushed towards the emerald man and the sniper.

"Haha, the Zhongzhou team looks like clowns." said the emerald man with a gloomy face.

"That's right. Not a single level four warrior dared to rush up. If it weren't for that item, I would have let them see what cruelty is." After the sniper said this, he began to reload to meet the attack from Xuan Zhen and the others.

Xuan Zhen stepped down, mobilized his true energy and roared. The emerald man was fine, but the sniper felt a little dizzy from a distance.

Zheng Zha flew up directly, and the sniper started to attack from the back when he saw this. He was a long-range shooter, and he couldn't last more than a round facing Zheng Zha in close combat.

Liu Yuhao looked at the sky and sighed helplessly. He understood the gap. This time he came out purely to get beaten. They were flying very fast. He could only do something in the water and on land, but facing the air, he could only sigh. Now Zheng Zha, Xuan Zhen and the others could not be killed, at least the Fourth Middle School could not kill them.

"Why are you running?" Zheng Zha shouted while chasing. His speed was no slower than the sniper. The sniper relied on the flying vehicle, while Zheng Zha relied on the two wings behind him. The sniper did not dare to look back, because Zheng Zha did not defend himself at all and just rushed forward.

"Kurtu, save me." The sniper shouted desperately in the communicator, but got no response, and Zheng Zha was getting closer and closer.

The emerald man was restrained by Xuan Zhen. Zhang Jie did not take any action. He looked at the direction where Pabolie and the others left.

"Damn guy, thick skin and tough flesh." The emerald man was disgusted by Xuan Zhen. He couldn't kill him, and he couldn't outrun Xuan Zhen. He was a support and not good at fighting, and his strongest attack on Xuan Zhen could only make this giant skeleton a little more green. He didn't defend at all and just beat him with a stick, so he had to defend with all his strength.

It rose into the air and went higher. After several hundred meters, the emerald man breathed a sigh of relief. The skeleton could not hit him anymore. However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a pressure suddenly descended on him and sent him directly in front of Xuan Zhen.

"How can you be so strong?" The Emerald Man was defeated. He didn't understand why Zhang Jie in the Demon Team was obviously a newcomer and had only opened the first-level gene lock, while Zhang Jie in the Zhongzhou Team was ridiculously strong.

“Haha, Zhang Jie, you are finally willing to expose your strength. How can a person who has overcome half of his inner demons be so weak? It seems that when I said that you couldn’t beat me, it was completely because of my shortsightedness.” Xuan Zhen laughed a few times and started to hit with the Panlong Stick.

"That's right. After all, I am the oldest person in the Zhongzhou team. How can I not have some style?" Zhang Jie also laughed. He just floated in the air, with one hand behind his back, smoking with the other hand, his eyes squinting with smoke, just watching the two people fight.

"Brother Zhang Jie, it turns out you have been pretending all along." Liu Yuhao looked at Zhang Jie with envy, which made Zhang Jie's mouth curl up.

"Damn it, Kurtu, save me." The emerald man also called for help, but like the sniper, there was no response.

Xuan Zhen hit harder and harder. The Emerald Man specialized in assisting and could only passively take the beating. He had healing, defense, and control, but facing the thick-skinned and indestructible Level 3, he could only passively take the beating. The Emerald Man, who was forced into a corner, took out a prop and used it to produce a knife, which cut across Xuan Zhen's neck, causing Xuan Zhen's head to fall to the ground.

Xuan Zhen's head fell to the ground. It was a very strange feeling. He didn't feel dead. His head could still think and he could still control his body. It was just that his vision was poor and he couldn't see the condition of his body.

Zhang Jie was laughing loudly on the side. He used telekinesis to move Xuan Zhen's head so that Xuan Zhen could see his body. At this moment, his body was walking to the other side, waving the Panlong Stick as he walked, getting farther and farther away from the head.

Xuanzhen was stunned when he saw this scene and didn't move. The emerald man saw this and started to run away but was stopped by Zhang Jie.

Xuanzhen took the head back, shook it, and launched an attack again.

……

Kurtu's eyes were already entangled with a lot of black air, and he fell into his inner demons unknowingly. The only person in his eyes was Zhao Zhuikong. David Jones followed slowly behind him. At this time, a red light flashed, and Pabolie appeared in front of Kurtu and stopped Kurtu.

Cagewewo also dared to come over and stood in front of Pabol.

"Get out of here." Pabol shouted angrily.

"Does a Necromancer also have moments of confusion?" Cagewewo ignored Pabolé and stared at Kurtu on the side, which made him very confused.

Pabolie didn't bother to stop the people in front of him and just punched forward. He had no other tricks or skills. His fist was his skill. He punched Cagewevo one after another. Cagewevo didn't care at first, but when a punch made him bleed, he frowned in surprise, and didn't understand how this man's strength increased so much.

"Come and die." Paboli became more and more crazy, directly covering Kurtu and Cagewewo together. His punches were like raindrops, his eyes flashed red, and every punch and kick was like a landslide, fully demonstrating the power of Superman's bloodline, even though he was not a complete Superman.

He also suppressed Kechiwewo and Kurtu and killed them. Kechiwewo was better off and could block it, but he was powerless to fight back. The two flames in Kurtu's skull eye sockets were dimmed.

"Pabolé, Zhao Zhuikong killed your teammate, Fusi. You are the captain of the God Team, but you just leave it alone and instead come to eliminate me first? Are you worthy of the position of captain? The reason why I resist you is because you don't have the justice of Superman, the god on earth." Kultu's black energy was dispersed a lot, and he regained a little clarity.

He thought the gap between him and Pabolie was not that big, but now he sees that even two of him are not enough to beat Pabolie. After all, he can't beat Cageweaver alone.

"Are you considered my teammate? Are you considered Fusi? Since I came in, there have been only two teammates in the God Team. You are not one of them. The moment you tried to resist me, you were already a four-person team." Pabol replied sarcastically while shaking his fist.

"That is the situation of our Tianshen team. We should be united in facing the outside world." There was no expression on Kurtu's dark face.

"You are so shameless. Are all black people as shameless as you?" Golden air waves began to appear on Pabolie's fist, and the cross inserted in his chest began to merge with his body. The conversation between the two people did not avoid Cageweaver at all.

(End of this chapter)

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