Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

"You actually said you would passively endure my attacks and not fight back. Brave man, you underestimate me, Sword Saint Owen!"

"As long as I can defeat you in public, my reputation will spread across the entire continent! Even if I defeat the Demon King, your defeat to me will not change."

Owen thought so in his heart and shouted loudly: "Brave man, take it!"

He roared, raised the holy sword high in both hands, and the next moment he lowered his body and rushed towards Zhang Yi in a way that was almost close to the ground!

Just like a fleeting glimpse, Owen is indeed capable, and his strength is not weak. The swordsmanship he has practiced since childhood is probably not much different from Zhang Yi's.

The sword follows the man, and the golden dragon roars and rushes towards Zhang Yi!

Zhang Yi just stood there, neither dodging nor avoiding, and was surprisingly calm.

"boom!!!"

This simple sword slashed towards Zhang Yi's body.

Seeing that Zhang Yi had no intention of dodging, the crowd screamed.

"Is this guy courting death? That was a full-strength attack from a sword master!"

"It's over. The hero is going to die here! He will pay the price for his arrogance and ignorance!"

Many people covered their eyes, not daring to watch the next scene.

However, the scene where the hero's body was cut into two pieces by one sword did not happen.

General Owen's holy sword slashed Zhang Yi's arm and stopped there stiffly, not moving forward even a millimeter.

Zhang Yi did not resist, did not dodge, and did not use any abilities.

He just stood there, letting Owen's sword chop at the demon's armor.

The sword's tip was blocked by the armor, and the confidence in victory on Owen's face disappeared.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and even felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

With such an attack, even the Demon King would be injured if he was caught off guard!

"This...how is this possible?"

Owen couldn't help but say this.

The entire fighting arena suddenly became silent. It was originally bustling with people, but now it fell into complete silence like a library.

Everyone is like a duck with its neck strangled, quacking one second and stopping abruptly the next.

All kinds of expressions appeared on their faces, including astonishment, disbelief, and suspicion that they were dreaming.

Some people slapped themselves hard, hoping to wake up from their sleep. Otherwise, how could they see such an outrageous scene?

But even if they almost slapped their faces to pieces, the scenery in front of them remained the same.

The great magicians in the field were also stunned.

"There's something wrong with that armor! Could it be the legendary artifact?"

An old man with a red beard shouted loudly. He was a famous fire mage.

"A divine weapon, indeed! It must be a weapon bestowed upon the brave by the gods, that's why it possesses such terrifying defensive power."

While Owen was stunned, Zhang Yi had already calculated the lethality of this attack.

Unfortunately, I couldn't even break through the defense of the demon armor.

Sorry, that was a bit of an exaggeration.

In fact, it is impossible to even break through the layer of paint on it, or even leave a scratch.

Zhang Yi lowered his head to glance at the position of his arm.

"Try again! Don't hold back, strike me with your strongest swordsmanship."

Owen just came to his senses, and his face turned from blue to white, and from white to red.

"Ahhhh!!!"

He screamed, took a few steps back, and shouted at the top of his lungs, perhaps because he was too panicked.

"Haha, you're indeed a brave man! That sword strike just now was just to test you, now I'm going to get serious!"

When the people around heard this, they covered their chests and let out a long sigh.

"That's what I said. General Owen must have been merciful and didn't actually do it!"