Chapter 1623 The Black Emperor is in Despair
Heihuang is actually quite dark, just like his name.
It's not that his skin is dark, but his heart is dark. But the problem is that his darkness here is pure and flawless compared to someone like Lei Zhen who started out by robbing gangs of other gangs.
This is the influence of the environment. No matter how dark he is, he doesn't have much room to display his abilities.
Unlike Lei Zhen, who has been a black man since he started working undercover. All the bosses and the like are just stepping stones for him, and most of the women around him were obtained through black hands.
When Xiao Chunjie met the Black Monster, she could only be led by the nose.
The intermission lasted more than three hours, and the Black Emperor had already recovered his strength.
He now only wants to kill Lei Zhen in front of tens of thousands of people to maintain his own dignity, which is contrary to his evil heart.
The main reason is that one's psychology and emotions are controlled by darker people, which leads to the need to solve these problems in a manly way.
"Are you anxious?"
Lei Zhen lazily walked to the center line and apologized to Heihuang repeatedly.
"Sorry, sorry, it's mainly because my two girls are too good, and they can't stop playing. Now my hands and feet are weak. I'm really embarrassed."
"By the way, have you rested? You should have. It takes at least five strong men like this! I'm definitely not as good as you in this regard. Two men would have drained me dry..."
Hei Huang was a little confused.
Isn’t it necessary to rest to replenish your physical strength?
This guy actually played for more than three hours. How can this be called a rest?
Although he was confused, he could see that Lei Zhen had consumed a lot of physical energy, and his lower body was a little wobbly when he walked. It seemed to be true.
“Swish——”
The long sword came down, no nonsense.
“Klang!”
Lei Zhen raised his knife to block, and retreated repeatedly, almost falling to the ground.
Good, very good!
What I want is this feeling of being difficult to resist, and the absolute disparity in strength!
I don't want to be a beast of strength, I want to be a master of skills. Barbarism only brings shock, only skills can win people's hearts.
The knife flashed, and Lei Zhen became more and more unbearable, falling to the ground more than once.
But every time he managed to escape death by the narrowest of margins, dodging the Black Emperor's wave after wave of attacks, like a lone boat on the ocean.
It may be smashed to pieces at any time, but it always appears slowly after the huge waves.
In fact, this was also Lei Zhen's helplessness. He knew that he could never compete with the Lord of Bright Moon in terms of strength, even if the other party was a woman.
The only thing to do now is to adapt.
Infinitely lower your own strength and use the power of the peak Black Emperor to adapt.
Maybe the effect is not great, but there is no better way in the short term, so this is the only way.
When I meet the Lord of the Bright Moon, I will definitely adjust myself to my absolute peak state. I hope that when we collide, I will feel the same as I do now when facing the Black Emperor.
"roar!!!--"
After a long siege, the Black Emperor became furious.
The sky was filled with his sword shadows, and his strength was exerted to the extreme.
In this situation, Lei Zhen became even more embarrassed and showed signs of defeat.
"die--"
The Black Emperor slashed wildly, and the long sword tore through the air with a whistling sound, like the final bloom of death.
Under such pressure, Lei Zhen's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a bright light burst out of his eyes.
He leaned slightly to the side—just leaned to the side!
But it was this simple move that accurately avoided the opponent's fatal move.
The blade passed by his body, piercing his skin and causing a dull pain. He raised his right foot and kicked Hei Huang in the chest almost at the same time.
It's still that point on the heart, and there's still no power.
Hei Huang was shocked and immediately turned around and swung his sword.
Then Lei Zhen threw a punch, just touching his ribs.
This is also a fatal area. Even if you have not practiced, a punch here can break the ribs.
Those with a little more strength can even break the ribs while irritating the lungs.
Hei Huang was shocked again and quickly changed his tactics.
But then a terrifying situation occurred. No matter what tricks he used, the opponent could always accurately hit his vital points, as if he had been ambushed in advance.
Although he has no power, as long as he uses power, he will either die or be crippled.
Chest, ribs, neck, back, crotch, back of the head...
The longer the battle went on, the more frightening it became. However, the tens of thousands of people watching the battle on both sides saw that the Black Emperor was getting more and more fierce, and was already showing an absolute overwhelming advantage.
Lei Zhen could only dodge passively, and it looked like he would be torn to pieces in the next second.
However, the reality was different. Heihuang's expression had completely changed, and his pupils showed a light of fear, because he felt that this was the master!
The real master, absolutely no doubt about it.
Because he had practiced with Lord Jieyue before, and he had experienced the suffocating feeling of being accurately sniped no matter what moves he made.
There is absolutely no solution, but it must be solved.
But the more he tried to find a solution, the more he found no solution. In the end, he was completely shrouded in death and could not escape.
“Swish——”
The broken knife was placed on Heihuang's neck.
At this moment, Jushi and the others cheered wildly.
"Lord of the Sun!"
"Lord of the Sun!!"
"The sun's radiance is everywhere, and its power over the world is boundless..."
On the other side, everyone was petrified, staring blankly at their own Black Emperor with a knife at his neck.
Lost?
How could I lose? Did I see it wrong?
"drink--"
The Black Emperor roared and fought back.
But the next second, the broken knife was on his neck again.
Continue to fight back and continue to be strangled.
He kept counterattacking, but the result was always the same. Before he could make a second move, Lei Zhen's broken knife would accurately block him.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, you can't be the master..." Black Emperor was desperate.
"Then what should I do?" Lei Zhen said with a smile, "I didn't use any strength at all. I just wanted to see how strong you are and whether you are qualified to submit to me."
He took three steps back and stuck the broken knife into the ground.
The action was a bit ruthless. He retreated gracefully and put away his sword in a graceful manner, like a hermit. In an instant, he completely broke the Black Emperor's pretense.
There are levels to pretending to be cool, but being cool is just superficial.
When facing beautiful girls, some people try hard to put on a handsome and compelling smile, but some people just throw money around, and the difference in their level is immediately apparent.
The more high-end it is, the lower the rank; the more vulgar it is, the higher the rank.
On the contrary, when in front of the big baby, the pretty boys with lower ranks will lick her in various ways, while the pretty boys with higher ranks will slap her twice, using the most brutal way to bring unprecedented passion to old A8.
It is obvious that Heihuang is the type who acts cool and flatters others, while Lei Zhen is the type who spends money recklessly.
"Impossible, impossible..."
"Putting aside the impossibility, what have you learned?" Lei Zhen smiled as he sat on the ground. "If you haven't gained any insight at all, then my efforts have been wasted."
"What did you learn?"
At this time, Heihuang was extremely confused and had lost the will to continue fighting.
It’s not that he likes to admit defeat, but he simply can’t fight anymore because it would be very easy for the other party to take his life.
But he always holds back, how can we fight him?
"sit."
Lei Zhen extended the invitation with a majestic gesture.
At this moment, he is no longer a man who spends money recklessly, but the strongest king who chats about worldly affairs with young girls and discusses philosophy with old A8.
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