Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 301 Zhao Yingkong: I can't do anything

Zhao Yingkong squatted on the side dejectedly, inserted the dagger into the ground and started cutting the stone.

Resentment, grievance, resentment, and strong negative emotions grew in her heart.

The enhanced Dot-Line Demon Eye, which was capable of a fatal strike, could not touch Zhao Zhuikong's body.

He opened his Mangekyō Sharingan, but was crushed by Zhao Zhuikong's pupil power.

Zhao Zhuikong's defeat had nothing to do with her.

Wen Lie's strength will become stronger, and he will be able to easily kill Zhao Zhuikong in the future.

But, those had nothing to do with her.

"I can't do anything."

For a moment, Zhao Yingkong lost control of her emotions, slammed her hands on the ground, and a huge amount of pupil power burst out from her eyes.

The powerful power fluctuations attracted the attention of Wen Lie, Zhan Lan, Zheng Zha and others.

Looking towards Zhao Yingkong, I saw that she had already stood up. She put her hands behind her back, a gentle smile on her pretty face, and her feet kicked the gravel on the ground.

"what happened?"

Feeling the gazes of Wen Lie and others, Zhao Yingkong tilted her head and smiled sweetly.

Zhan Lan asked coldly: "Who are you? You are not Yingkong!"

The golden blade was slowly pulled out of the scabbard, and Zhan Lan looked at Zhao Yingkong with eyes full of vigilance and alertness.

In her mental scan, Zhao Yingkong's spirit body was exactly the same as this face.

However, she could sense that the current Zhao Yingkong, compared to the previous Zhao Yingkong, had undergone a huge change in mental power. Although he looked the same, he gave people the feeling of being a different person.

Zhan Lan intends to trust his intuition. For a reincarnationist, intuition is more convincing than seeing with one's own eyes.

"Is it a possession? Or is it controlled by mental power?"

Zheng Zha was startled and looked at Zhao Yingkong warily.

This gentle smile is definitely not the expression Zhao Yingkong would show.

Zhao Yingkong pointed at her lips with her index finger and said with a grin, "What are you talking about? I am Zhao Yingkong."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow lifted up Zhao Yingkong's petite body.

Wen Lie crossed a distance of several dozen meters and appeared in front of Zhao Yingkong, looking down at her condescendingly.

Zhao Yingkong raised his head, looking calm and unhurried, and called out jokingly, "What's wrong, Captain?"

Wen Lie had a cold face and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Yingkong's head.

Zhao Yingkong felt a strong sense of oppression. The big hand seemed to carry a huge force that could crush the mountains, making it difficult for people to breathe.

No way! This reckless man is going to fight over a disagreement? Are you kidding me?

Zhao Yingkong was extremely shocked. Wen Lie's outstretched big hand almost made her laugh out of anger.

She didn't intend to sit there and wait for death. She twisted her body and slid towards Wen Lie like a beautiful snake. She used her agile body skills to bypass Wen Lie at a very close distance.

Wen Lie turned his wrist, flexed and extended his five fingers, and generated a strong suction force from his palm, which destroyed Zhao Yingkong's body balance. He grabbed her neck and pulled her back.

"Hahahaha! Are you scared?"

Zhao Yingkong's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the kaleidoscope was spinning. He was about to use the light of his mind to escape, but he saw Wen Lie's expression suddenly changed, as if his prank had succeeded, and he laughed out loud.

"???"

Zhao Yingkong paused and looked at Wen Lie's smiling face in confusion.

Then, the memory of Wen Lie torturing her emerged from her mind.

The corners of Zhao Yingkong's mouth twitched.

In the last two horror movies, Wen Lie looked like a fighting maniac and a murderer, which made her forget that he was actually a fun-loving guy.

Because fighting and killing bring him pleasure, he behaves like a battle maniac and a murderer.

However, teasing his teammates can also bring fun to this bastard.

Zhao Yingkong pouted and asked resentfully, "Captain, can you put me down after we're done playing?"

Wen Lie held Zhao Yingkong's neck with one hand and reached out to her head with the other hand, rubbing it hard twice, making Zhao Yingkong's hair messy.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be another personality of Zhao Yingkong, right? Because these eyes evolved into the Mangekyō Sharingan, and because everyone placed their hopes of killing Zhao Zhuikong on me, strong emotions arose in my heart, giving birth to the eye technique that awakened another personality."

Wen Lie put Zhao Yingkong on the ground and released her neck.

"Why would you speculate like that? Captain, another personality, what's the basis for this speculation? Why can't it be a drastic change in temperament? Isn't it normal for someone who awakens the Mangekyō Sharingan to have a drastic change in temperament?"

Zhao Yingkong asked curiously, her voice carrying a hint of charm that hadn't been there before.

"Yeah, why is it the second personality?"

Seeing Wen Lie let go of Zhao Yingkong, Zheng Zha also let down his guard and felt puzzled by Wen Lie's guess.

Wen Lie said as a matter of course: "Because, Zhao Yingkong, the genius assassin of the Zhao family, shouldn't be that weak."

Zhan Lan, Zheng Zha, Ming Yanwei and others looked at each other, unable to understand what this sentence meant.

Xiao Honglu seemed to be lost in thought.

"I see... I hadn't thought of this. Both Zhao Zhuikong are fourth-level experts. Why is Zhao Yingkong, who is recognized by Zhao Zhuikong, only a second-level expert?"

Zhao Yingkong's smile gradually faded, and he murmured, "Oh, I forgot. Before Chu Xuan was resurrected, you were the wise man of the Zhongzhou team. Seriously, your reckless image is so misleading."

As he said that, Zhao Yingkong shook his head helplessly.

She hadn't expected that her identity would be exposed so easily.

Zheng Zha also reacted and said in astonishment, "So, the current Zhao Yingkong is the real Zhao Yingkong, and the one who was with us before was actually Zhao Yingkong's secondary personality?"

Zhan Lan said in disbelief: "How could this happen? This is too strange."

Ming Yanwei immediately asked, "What about Ying Kong? The main personality has awakened, where is the Ying Kong who was with us?"

Zhao Yingkong said calmly, "She is currently sleeping. Feeling powerless, she awakened her pupil technique and woke me, who had long since died, but she herself fell into a coma. But don't worry, I can wake her up at any time. When her pupil power becomes even stronger, it's not impossible for her and I to appear at the same time."

"That's good……"

Ming Yanwei breathed a sigh of relief and shifted her gaze away from Zhao Yingkong.

Zhao Yingkong's smile made her feel uncomfortable. Although it was beautiful, it was incompatible with Zhao Yingkong's personality, and...

Ming Yanwei's mood grew heavy. Very cold!

Zhao Yingkong's eyes were cold and indifferent, as if without any emotion, and were very similar to Zhao Zhuikong's expression.

"You guys should handle your own issues. I only have one request: coexistence, or a different Zhao Yingkong living. Anyway, the Zhao Yingkong we spend every day with must be alive."

Wen Lie did not interfere in Zhao Yingkong's affairs since Zhao Yingkong's main personality had awakened.

Then, they will have to settle Zhao Yingkong's matter themselves.

Wen Lie will only be a guarantee to ensure Zhao Yingkong's survival.

"Eh? What about me? Does it matter whether I live or die?" Zhao Yingkong heard the hidden meaning in Wen Lie's words, pointed at her face, and complained to Wen Lie, "You protective and overbearing guy, I'm also Zhao Yingkong, please give me some of your love."

Wen Lie showed a serious expression and asked Zhao Yingkong, "Are you sure? If you give me a positive answer, I will definitely not let you die."

"What did you analyze?"

Zhao Yingkong felt Wen Lie's will, his expression filled with doubt and uncertainty, and his playful smile turned cold.

Without waiting for Wen Lie to answer, Zhao Yingkong immediately changed his attitude: "No, you don't have to answer me, this is fine."

Wen Lie and Zhao Yingkong looked at each other.

Zhao Yingkong lacked confidence and his eyes were a little evasive, but he did not look away.

At this time, Zhan Lan squeezed in between Wen Lie and Zhao Yingkong.

"Okay, business is important. The Mongolian cavalry will soon arrive in Xiangyang. Let's go back to Xiangyang first. We can talk about other things later."

She pushed each of them apart with her hands.

Wen Lie no longer continued to entangle with the main personality Zhao Yingkong.

He can only save those who don't want to die. He cannot save those who want to die.

"I'll go ahead and test the strength of the Mongolian cavalry."

After saying this, a whirlwind arose and Wen Lie's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

The mighty Mongolian cavalry galloped across the Central Plains. The iron hooves of their war horses trampled the land, raising clouds of dust and leaving indelible marks.

Every Mongolian knight's face is filled with imagination and expectation for the future. It is the most sincere emotion and a smile from the heart.

They were dreaming of following their lord, conquering the Central Plains under the leadership of Temujin, and looking forward to a bright future in which the Central Plains would become their pasture.

Their eyes were looking straight ahead, at the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, and at the Overlord of Heaven who was leading them forward - Temujin!

At the forefront of the Mongolian cavalry, the commander-in-chief was not a strong man, but a white-haired old man.

He rode a tall warhorse and carried a golden Canglang sword on his back. Although he was 80 years old, his back was still straight and his wrinkled face was still strong. His body was as passionate as a furnace and he exuded a majestic aura.

There is an eagle in his eyes, an eagle that rules the sky.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Temujin pulled the reins and slowed down the horse. His deep voice echoed, ringing in the ears of every Mongolian cavalryman and every horse.

Forbidden!

The highest level of commanding troops appeared in this team.

Almost at the same time, every Mongolian cavalryman pulled the reins, and the horses became one. The speed of the horses gradually slowed down, and after the force of the charge was weakened, the front hooves were raised, and the 50,000-strong army stopped in place.

Temujin narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

Just over a hundred meters away, on the hillside, stood a burly man. He was unarmed, like an ordinary country man who accidentally appeared in a place where he shouldn't be.

However, Temujin could sense that it was a powerful enemy! An enemy whose strength was no less than his own!
The aura emanating from that person made Temujin's heart beat faster.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A drum-like sound came from Temujin's chest.

This is his body's natural reaction when encountering a strong enemy.

It has been sixty years since he defeated the Longzang Sect and he has never felt this way again.

Even the Tiangang Beidou Formation set up by Uncle Zhou, Brother Qiu, Guo Jing and others did not make him feel such strong pressure.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Temujin drew out his Canglang sword and made a weathered yet tough sound.

"If it were any other occasion, I would have other names and titles to give you, but in this situation, there's only one name I need to give... I'm Han Chinese."

Wen Lie raised his eyelids, and his sharp eyes pierced Temujin.

In an instant, a surging momentum rose up.

The sky within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly changed, and dark clouds swirled up, becoming extremely dense. Looking up, it seemed as if they were very close and would collapse at any time.

The biting murderous aura turned into an invisible sea of ​​blood and rushed towards the Mongolian cavalry. The carefully trained war horses could not help but become restless, and their hooves moved anxiously in the small space.

Temujin nodded silently and raised the Canglang Sword.

"I understand. I am Temujin, Genghis Khan, of Mongolia, and I am about to conquer this place where the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is unqualified to rule."

Suddenly, the hegemonic desire to conquer the world rose to the sky. He fought all over the world and killed countless people. The fighting spirit and murderous intent of the golden swords and iron horses, as well as the tyranny that surpassed any emperor, crashed into Wen Lie's murderous aura and enveloped the 50,000 Mongolian cavalry.

"The Khan! The Khan! The Khan!"

The Mongolian cavalry raised their heavy swords and long spears and shouted loudly. The morale that had been suppressed by Wenlie was revived under Temujin's domineering thoughts.

Their eyes were extremely bright, as dazzling as stars, so pure that there was no distraction at all, only worship for Temujin and unwavering faith.

In an instant, the aura of 50,000 Mongolian cavalrymen were connected to each other, and at this moment, they seemed to have become a whole. Faintly, Wen Lie saw a huge gray wolf emerging from the sky above the Mongolian cavalrymen. The gray wolf howled to the sky, and its ferocious momentum was no less than that of an ordinary demigod.

In fact, it even slightly exceeded it!

Wen Lie stared at the combined aura of the Mongolian cavalry. With his fourth-level intermediate sensing ability, he saw the Cang Wolf and even Mongolia!
The strength of these cavalrymen was unified under the effect of the battle formation. Except for a few masters, the strength of each of the 50,000 soldiers was at most level two. However, after they set up the battle formation, the combined strength was enough to defeat a level four strongman.

No wonder the Central Plains had so many martial arts masters but were unable to defeat the Mongolian army. Even if the five great masters worked together, they could only survive in the face of such a large army.

"Very good! The stronger you are, the happier I am. Come on! Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, this is war! A war between me and you!"

A joyful smile appeared on Wen Lie's face, and a bloody madness appeared on his face.

With a roar, the hillside exploded into countless flying rubble. Wen Lie jumped up and pounced on the Mongolian cavalry. He actually took the initiative to charge at the Mongolian army led by Temujin with his own strength.

(End of this chapter)