Armor: I'm in Nava, but I'm Oxer?

Chapter 298 Fight Again

"Oh, I'm fine."

Zhang Zhao glanced at Lin Zhikai in surprise.

His original goal was the War General Armor, and the battle with Lin Zhikai was an essential part of it.

But Zhang Zhao didn't want to appear to be targeting him specifically, so he proposed a bet that would treat everyone equally. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhikai took the initiative to step forward, which saved Zhang Zhao a lot of trouble.

"Oh, right, Nangong Xin just apologized to me. I should also thank you for temporarily using your body."

Zhang Zhao calmly met Lin Zhikai's eyes and slowly spoke.

In several simulations, this was the first time he had directly confronted the person whose body he had possessed. However, he did not apologize; instead, he chose to express his gratitude, because in his view, he had not done anything wrong.

"Uh...it's nothing." Lin Zhikai's expression was somewhat complicated. He subconsciously avoided looking directly at Zhang Zhao, his gaze drifting to the side, and his tone carried a hint of unnatural embarrassment.

“I wasn’t actually particularly angry, it’s just… the feeling was very strange. If you had done something outrageous with my body, I would certainly condemn you. But you didn’t, and… you did something with my body that I probably couldn’t do.”

At this point, he seemed to have found a foothold, meeting Zhang Zhao's gaze again, his tone becoming firmer, "This actually gave me a bit of encouragement, after all, I'm a rather indecisive person, while you're very decisive. So, now I want to compete with you and see just how big the gap is between us..."

"That's good."

Zhang Zhao nodded and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that Zhang Zhao and Lin Zhikai had finally finished their conversation.

"Hey, Zhikai, what are you saying? Just because you lost twice doesn't mean you can't play again?"

Nangong Xinyi suddenly squeezed in from the side, looking defiant. He put his hands on his hips, raised his chin at Zhang Zhao, and his face was full of childlike challenge. "I want to fight too! But if I win, I don't want your phone-like summoner. I want Shenwei Qilin back!"

"I have no problem with it, but it mainly depends on whether Shenwei Qilin agrees or not."

Zhang Zhao nodded, and the phantom of the King of Capture armor that had just been removed from his body once again emitted a circle of soft golden light, clearly transmitting the majestic yet peaceful will of the Divine Might Qilin into the minds of the two of them.

"can!"

“We should fight without armor,” Zhang Zhao said. “Otherwise, it would be too unfair to you.”

As he spoke, the armor of the King of Captures slowly disappeared from his body.

As a friend of Lin Zhikai and Nangong Xinyi, Su Xiaoxiao would naturally respect their decision.

Xu Zhancan, as their apparent superior at this moment, did not stop it.

Giving true warriors enough freedom is also part of command.

On the stage, Zhang Zhao and Lin Zhikai stood facing each other.

Lin Zhikai acted as the referee in the fight between Zhang Zhao and Nangong Xinyi, but when Zhang Zhao fought Lin Zhikai, he did not let Nangong Xinyi act as the referee.

Lin Zhikai launched the first attack, his movements precise and sharp, a clean straight punch followed by a swift whip kick. Every movement was like a textbook replica, full of academic rigor and precision, the combat skills he had honed through years of training.

Nangong Xinyi also learned from him.

However, Zhang Zhao's response was extremely simple.

Facing the straight punch, he merely tilted his head slightly, the force of the punch barely grazing his cheek.

Faced with the whip kick, he didn't even block, but instead advanced instead of retreating, his body like a fully drawn bow, cutting into Lin Zhikai's inside at an incredible angle the moment the kick swept past.

Lin Zhikai was startled and forcibly pulled back his leg to change his move, delivering an elbow strike to Zhang Zhao's temple.

But Zhang Zhao was faster. He seemed to have anticipated all of Lin Zhikai's movements. His arm struck first, precisely blocking Lin Zhikai's elbow, while his other hand transformed into a palm blade, slashing towards Lin Zhikai's neck.

"clang!"

Lin Zhikai reacted extremely quickly, blocking the palm strike with his other hand. He crossed his arms, and the immense force forced him to take a half-step back.

In just one glance, the difference in their abilities was immediately apparent.

Lin Zhizhi was horrified as an immense pressure descended upon him like a mountain.

While watching Zhang Zhao and Nangong Xinyi's fight from the audience, he had meticulously rehearsed every move and habit of Zhang Zhao in his mind, believing he had found a way to counter him. But when he actually stood on the ring himself, he realized how terribly wrong he had been!

Observation and firsthand experience are two completely different concepts!

Zhang Zhao's oppressive aura didn't come from strength or speed, but from a kind of... composure that saw through everything.

Every move he made seemed like the optimal solution, without the slightest unnecessary force, yet always appearing in the most vulnerable spot. It felt like a seasoned veteran teaching a greenhorn a lesson; every move you made was full of openings in his eyes!

Lin Zhikai gritted his teeth and, holding nothing back, unleashed all the grappling and fighting skills he had learned, launching a relentless offensive in an attempt to disrupt Zhang Zhao's rhythm with high-intensity attacks.

But all of this was in vain in front of Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao's figure weaved through Lin Zhikai's frenzied attacks, like a small boat in a raging storm, seemingly on the verge of capsizing, yet always managing to escape danger. He would sometimes block, sometimes dodge, and sometimes deflect Lin Zhikai's force aside.

"It's now!"

In the continuous back-and-forth of offense and defense, Lin Zhikai finally seized an opportunity that he thought was an opening, and without hesitation, he threw a heavy punch at Zhang Zhao's wide-open chest.

However, what greeted him was Zhang Zhao's calm and unwavering eyes.

Just as Lin Zhikai's fist was about to touch Zhang Zhao, Zhang Zhao leaned back with an absurdity, narrowly avoiding the punch. At the same time, his steady foot suddenly stomped forward, his body springing forward like a spring.

Lin Zhikai felt a blur before his eyes, and an irresistible force had already gripped his wrist as he threw a punch.

The next second, the world spun around.

Zhang Zhao executed a clean and swift over-the-shoulder throw, flipping Lin Zhikai over. But the ordeal didn't end there. While Lin Zhikai was still in mid-air, Zhang Zhao released his wrist and instead used a karate chop, gently stopping just before Lin Zhikai's throat.

Lin Zhikai crashed heavily onto the ring with a thud. He lay on the ground, staring blankly at the hand hovering less than a centimeter in front of his throat.

The ending is exactly the same as that of Nangong Xinyi.

He lost too.

"A bet is a bet..."

Lin Zhikai didn't say much.

He threw out the War General Armor Summoner directly from his hand.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Having witnessed Zhang Zhao's battle from the sidelines, Nangong Xinyi's confidence soared. He had found Zhang Zhao's weakness!

…………

"what……"

After thirty moves, Nangong Xin was sent flying backward once again.

It's much faster than last time.

He hesitated slightly, then, among Kapo, Aloy, and Egos, passed Aloy to Zhang Zhao.