Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

He was enraged, and forced his blindingly bright eyes open, shedding two lines of bloody tears.

The already swollen muscles swelled even more, pushing up the shell-like skin, and red blood flowed along the cracks, like rock layers cracked by magma.

The sudden surge of strength supported his knees and his spine.

"Drink!"

Liu Zheng gripped his fourth idle tentacle with a serrated blade and thrust it forward, while his right hoof slightly lifted, stealthily and quickly shoveling towards what should be the opponent's shinbone.

In terms of swordsmanship, he was indeed just hacking around aimlessly, but in terms of fist techniques, he had a proper teacher.

This kick is a shovel kick in leg techniques. If the leg is raised a little higher while the hips are lifted and the waist is twisted, it becomes an extremely vicious move in leg techniques, "Yellow Dog Pees".

Of course, even without the full force of lifting his hips and twisting his waist, his kick was enough to shatter an entire rock.

However, this solid step did not feel like the hard and fragile touch of the shinbone, but rather like stepping on cotton.

In reality, some people describe the feeling of good air-cushioned shoes as "stepping on poop." If we were to draw an analogy, Liu Zheng would feel like he had stepped in the poop of a celestial dog.

The large, oily pile of poop moved away quickly, shifting his center of gravity forward and almost causing him to lose his balance.

Fortunately, he still had two tentacles.

The tentacle holding the dragon scale knife twisted into a rope, changing from a horizontal slash to a downward thrust. The dragon scale knife pierced the fungal carpet and stabilized Liu Zheng's body.

He blinked twice, tears of blood washing over his face, leaving two shocking streaks, and his vision quickly returned.

Liu Zheng looked ahead and saw that not far away, Dubule was looking down at his trouser leg, on which there was a footprint so clear it looked like it had been printed on.

Do you know how much it would cost to clean this outfit?

"Dobul said with a pained expression."

"No one's life is as precious as yours."

He shrugged.

"really."

Dobul nodded, gripped his two-handed sword with both hands, and dragged the dagger on the ground to his right.

"Then pay with your life."

He sprinted forward with all his might, and although the tip of his sword was dragging on the soft fungal carpet, it still left a trail of sparks.

Liu Zheng held his breath and stared intently at Dubule's every move.

The exchange just now gave him a feeling similar to that of Beethoven, the "Holy Sword".

However, Doples had stronger physical abilities and more extraordinary skills.

In fact, their weapons are quite similar in some ways, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, their swordsmanship is also not too different.

In the blink of an eye, Dubul had already arrived in front of Liu Zheng.

He swung his hands, his two swords sweeping upwards towards Liu Zheng's face.

Liu Zheng tilted his head back slightly, but instead of retreating or taking the opportunity to attack Dubule, he gripped the serrated butcher knife and held it above his head.

Sure enough, the tip of the two-handed sword grazed his right jaw, his nose, and his right eye, then spun in the air before slashing down on his head.

"clang!"

Another clang of metal clashing rang out.

This time, Liu Zheng steadily withstood the sword strike, and before his opponent could retract his strength, he thrust the insecticidal voodoo dagger diagonally towards his opponent's neck.

The insect-killing voodoo dagger is naturally less powerful than the dragon scale knife, and even less powerful than the serrated butcher knife.

But there's no way around it; this distance makes it inconvenient to use the Dragon Scale Blade, and kicking is less effective than stabbing with a dagger.

Moreover, the insect-killing dagger is still a high-quality piece of equipment, and it still has a basic level of sharpness.

As long as you can hit the opponent's body, you should be able to break through their defenses.

Sure enough, faced with the piercing blow to the neck, Dubler did not dare to take it head-on. Instead, he quickly lowered his head and used his hat to block the blade.

The dagger pierced the brim of the hat, and unsurprisingly, it felt like being stabbed in the dirt.

However, a stab is not as effective as a trampling attack. The dagger still managed to penetrate the invisible excrement and pierce Dubul's scalp.

“purée!”

Feeling a sharp pain from the top of his head, Dobul cursed under his breath and released one of his sword-wielding hands to deflect the dagger.

Liu Zheng also used the old move to retreat, and glancing sideways, he saw a bit of scarlet on the tip of the dagger.

Dobul touched the top of his head, and there was also a touch of red on his fingertips.

"You've studied two-handed swordsmanship?"

he asked.

"No."

"How did you know I would change my tactics like that?"

Doble questioned.

"It's probably because I've sparred with masters of this kind of swordsmanship."

Liu Zheng said vaguely.

Even though the other party wasn't from the city hall, he couldn't reveal what was happening outside the border.

"what is his name?"

Dubler pressed on with further questions.

Even if I told you, you wouldn't know.

"Impossible. I know all the living masters of dual-wielding swordsmanship in Metropolis, and I killed more than half of the dead ones."

"I'm so proud of myself," Dubler said.

"How many places in the metropolis have you been to before, and you dare to talk such big words?"

Liu Zheng said dismissively.

"Then tell me, if I really don't know you, I'll give you a chance to make the first move."

"Doppler tempted me," he said.

"Why are you so persistent? Do you want to find someone with the same interests for a blind date? Let me tell you beforehand, that expert is a man."

He looked at the other person with a strange expression.

"You don't need to know that. Tell me now, or I'll cut your head open and shove your scalp up your nostrils."

"Dubler threatened."

Of course, he wouldn't tell Liu Zheng that he wanted information about the two-handed swordsman so he could find him and kill him.

This is one of his methods of cultivation: killing other powerful individuals who wield two-handed swords and then absorbing their power.

The reason those surviving two-handed sword masters are still alive is not because they have a good relationship with Dubler, but because they are stronger than Dubler.

"Come on, I feel stuffy and want to get some fresh air out."

Liu Zhengyi was not afraid.

"Looks like you really want to die."

Dobul's eyes turned cold, and he alternately rotated the sword hilt with both hands, making the two-handed sword dance in an X shape in front of him.

An invisible current of air swirled around the blade, and as the speed of the sword's swing increased, the sound of the wind grew louder and louder.

"Sword Dance - Fire Tornado!"

Dobul took a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks, and then exhaled.

A burst of flames erupted from the sword wind, the wind fueled the fire, and the fire fueled the wind, quickly creating a fiery tornado that rolled forward.

Dobule kept moving, his feet closing in on Liu Zheng, the fire dragon opening its huge mouth to devour him.

Before he even got close, Liu Zheng could smell the burning. The blood flowing from his body had been evaporated by the high temperature, leaving only streaks of blood.

Sensing the ferocious power that could burn everything, his mind raced.

Using the "Iron Block" skill to tough it out is probably not going to work. Judging from the look of it, it could melt not only hardened flesh and blood, but even a real body of steel.

If he were to use items, Liu Zheng would have more options.

The "Temporarily reinforced fishing rod" will definitely work with the "Qiankun One Fishing" skill. He doesn't believe that his luck stat, which has been improved many times, is inferior to this loser with a miserable look on his face.

The "Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath" transformation into a demon should also be fine; the ultimate skill, which can only be used once per dungeon with perfect quality equipment, won't be much weaker than a perfect quality one-time item.

If a laser pointer can instantly kill Bishop Garcia of the Round God Cult, then the Angry Demon can definitely instantly kill the black market mercenary Dople.

The "Witness" skill combined with Garcia's third eye is an excellent match; it could not only intimidate Dubler, but also scare him to death.

So which one should we use?

Liu Zheng's gaze pierced through the fiery tornado and landed on the distant insect tower.

He thought of another problem.

For Green Field Culture, is it more important to kill off the management of this rival company or to get rid of the chairman who started his own business?

With a quick thought, Liu Zheng arrived at the answer.

"That two-handed swordsman's name was Chopin!"

He suddenly shouted.

His voice was as loud as thunder, but Dubler acted as if he hadn't heard it.

He's a high-ranking bodyguard in the black market, after all; he wouldn't be fooled by such a petty trick.

Of course, it's not entirely useless.

The news of a new master of two-handed swordsmanship that he had been searching for for so long still stirred up his mind.

"good chance!"

Liu Zheng's eyes widened, and two beams of light, like lightning, shot out from his pupils.

"Eyewitness account!"

This sharp light struck Dubul's eyes, making him feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and his hands stopped moving involuntarily.

"The player has won the mental battle, and the 'Witness' skill has been successfully cast."

The system prompt sounds.

"The bet was right!"

Liu Zheng was overjoyed and quickly took advantage of this hard-won opportunity to pull out a shark-shaped missile.

The shark's teeth were completely stained bright red with blood, making it look very majestic and imposing, which perfectly matched the name of the missile.

"hide!"

Along with the pre-arranged code, what was expelled was the anti-explosion bubble gum that had been in his mouth for a while. At this moment, it had turned into a huge white bubble that covered most of Liu Zheng's body.

Then, regardless of whether the water had reversed or not, he directly clenched his fist and smashed the large red button at the tail of the missile.

Chapter 525 A deal bought with one's life cannot be negotiated.

"Quack quack!"

Accompanied by a hoarse, unpleasant laugh, the shark missile's gaping maw opened automatically, and a green, ugly thing crawled out.

This little thing looks similar to the pilot of the fart bomb, but it appears to be stronger and is carrying a wrench.

It shook its head and looked around. When it saw Liu Zheng, its eyes immediately lit up red, and an excited smile appeared on its face.

"Waggggh!!!!!!"

It let out an excited cry and smacked the shark's head hard with a wrench. The shark missile immediately changed direction and rushed towards Liu Zheng.

"What the hell is the principle behind this?"

Liu Zheng muttered a helpless complaint before being hit squarely by the shark missile.

A big question mark appeared on Dubler's head as he witnessed this scene.