XXXVI. A man must be cruel to himself

After stumbling, Gao Zhi rolled on his side, supported the ground with both hands, and suddenly felt a strong feeling of discomfort between his chest and abdomen, and he almost vomited.

The kick of the Xianbei centurion was wrapped in a strong black momentum, and the energy that he had finally gathered together was instantly chaotic.

The chaotic energy of the chaos caused an uncontrollable riot in Gao Zhi's body.

The pain strongly stimulated the tactile nerves, and the convulsions-like pain touched Gao Zhi's irritable mood and ignited it like adding fuel to the fire.

He, who could already feel the tearing of the ruptured wound, began to bleed and penetrate outward!

"Tick, poof~huh!"

Blood dripping into the soil, a little bit of red stimulated Gao Zhi's nerves, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood at this moment.

An unimaginable sense of tyranny lingered in Gao Zhi's mind, as if countless flies were buzzing in his ears, making his head seem to explode.

Inhale deeply, inhale the cold air into your lungs, and then penetrate into your body, barely suppressing the hot blood that is boiling to the point of gushing out.

Slav~!

Lifting the armor, Gao Zhi tore off a strip of cloth from his underwear under the armor.

While wiping the mixed liquid of blood and sweat from his hands, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the front.

In his other hand, he quietly picked it up, and not far from him, a half-cut spear that had been broken from the middle.

Strips of cloth are wrapped around it in circles and intertwined with the arms.

"It's time for a different way to fight."

After feeling that the broken gun was fixed, Gao Zhi licked his dry lips, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice.

He took a deep breath, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and slammed his body straight into the Xianbei Centurion, who was also standing.

Yes! The battle at this time did not give people any dazzling feeling, everything was the easiest confrontation.

Your punch, my kick, as if going back to the origin, to the barbaric era when the ancients struggled to survive.

Fist to flesh...

However, for some reason, Gao Zhi, who only used one hand to resist for the time being, was at an absolute disadvantage.

"Poof..."

A sharp wind-breaking momentum sounded in mid-air, and then the big feet filled with black gas fell towards Gao Zhi's shoulders.

Looking at this posture, if he is hit, Gao Zhi will definitely be hit hard.

An oncoming breeze blew the hair in front of Gao Zhi's forehead, revealing a pair of eyes that were as black as ink under him.

His eyelids blinked, and Gao Zhi's slightly narrowed gaze suddenly became cold, staring at the shoes that were getting closer and closer to him.

Feeling the sharp energy, Gao Zhi's eyes burst with ruthlessness.

The next moment, his body was slightly bent, like an angry lion ready to attack, and in a moment of silence, his body rushed out like an arrow off the string.

This guy actually doesn't retreat and advances, doesn't reduce the speed and recoils, and adds three more points!

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Gao Zhi, who was hit by the Xianbei centurion, was hit by two opposing forces, one in front and one behind, which immediately made his face pale.

With a muffled grunt, his footsteps staggered back again.

"Stupid guy, don't do it yourself!" With pride and disdain, the Xianbei centurion sneered at Gao Zhi.

"Heh~, idiot, you're looking, really, is that so?" Gao Zhi's voice sounded again, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up a meaningful arc.

"He~sh.. Hehe~? You!! ”

As soon as Gao Zhi's words fell, a breathless roar came out of the mouth of the Xianbei centurion, and it felt like a leaky wind drum.

The Xianbei centurion's originally proud face suddenly froze, and suddenly became hideous and pale, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

Eyes moved down, in front of his chest, impressively, a broken spear was inserted!

"Die!" Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Gao Zhi pounced, a dull low cry sounded in his heart, and pressed his whole body weight on his hands, forcing the head of the broken gun to completely submerge into the opponent's body.

"Ahh The Xianbei centurion howled in pain as if he had gone mad.

Because at this very moment, he smelled death!

The violent panic made him fall into madness, and his fist slammed towards Gao Zhi on his body.

He's making his last struggle!

"Die, die~!"

Completely ignoring the fist marks on his body, Gao Zhi also launched a fierce attack and pressed down on the barrel of the gun.

The blood stains caused by the cracked corners of his mouth rendered his still immature face a little hideous, and a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and the murderous intent rolled in.

His face was indifferent, his arms shook violently, and the bone marrow joints seemed to be crackling at this moment.

His hands increased his strength again, and he suddenly sent it forward, and the figure of the Xianbei centurion suddenly curled up.

Perhaps it was a series of movements that caused the sharp tip of the spear to cut through the internal organs, and the Xianbei centurion let out an even sharper scream, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out miserably.

The resentment in his eyes gradually turned to despair, and he opened his mouth twice, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and the look in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Gradually, the force of the swing on Gao Zhi's body became less and less, and when the hissing sound was inaudible, the Xianbei centurion swallowed his last breath.

When he felt the Xianbei centurion below and stopped moving, Gao Zhi slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his arms, which were as stiff as rocks, quietly returned to normal.

Sure enough, is your strength too poor?

Actually... Any little-known centurion would make himself so embarrassed that he was on the verge of death.

Gao Zhi, who was panting, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, gently pressed his somewhat numb arm, and secretly sighed in his heart.

His face was a little pale, and he lost a lot of blood from the vigorous exercise.

The pain made his face hideous.

At this time, he was already sweating, and his body was steaming hot.

However, it was all worth it.

After a fight, the breath in his body churned, and the breath spewed out was mixed with steam, and his exposed skin was as red as a boiled prawn.

Seemingly... Breakthrough again?

This kind of breakthrough is of great significance to Gao Zhi.

It is not only a progress in strength, but also a leap forward for him spiritually.

If it is said that Gao Zhi in the past, in terms of ideology, it is still the consciousness of otaku in later generations as the main body.

As a result, even if his physical fitness is not bad, his qualifications may only be called a piece of mortal iron.

Not surprisingly, it takes a lot of time to turn iron into gold.

But now, Gao Zhi, who has seen the cruelty of war, has a tenacious character, and has been tempered by blood and fire, has truly adapted to the conquest of this world.