It was not the first time for Zhongli to face death directly. Since he became a spiritual being, he has fought countless times, but he has never felt so helpless like today.
He felt like an ant facing the dragon right now. Before meeting the dragon, he thought that the dragon was nothing more than that, but after meeting the dragon, even his soul trembled.
Zhong Li bit the tip of his tongue hard, the taste of iron lingered in his mouth, Zhong Li managed to get rid of the silent fear, the electric current in his body surged, his body was highly activated, his feet stomped heavily, and the ground was stepped out of a deep hole. In the pit, Zhongli flew into the sky like a cannonball, and rushed to the side. .
Just as Zhong Li jumped up, a Thunder Dragon roared past him.
The wind pressure from the Thunder Dragon blew past, and the clothes on Zhongli's body were torn into pieces, and half of his body was cut with bloodstains deep enough to the bone, as if he had been brutally tortured by Ling Chi.
The huge air wave with violent force unreasonably lifted Zhongli away, and Zhongli's burly body fell like a rag doll on the big tree a few meters away.
The branches of the big tree were smashed and dented, making a creaking sound, which made people's teeth sour.
Zhong Li spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and his breath was weak.
In the distance, there was a loud bang, all the mist was blown away by the shock wave, and Zhongli's seven orifices were bleeding from the shock, looking like a ghost.
He stared blankly at the direction where the thunder dragon disappeared. There, a deep gully was plowed out of the ground, the trees along the way broke down, and the rock walls collapsed.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhongli came back to his senses with a bitter expression on his face.
He wanted to see who was sacred in this valley, but he didn't expect to be seriously injured without even seeing him.
And he could feel that the existence in the valley had no killing intent, yes, no killing intent, otherwise he would have been dead without any scum left. The previous blow on his body seemed to be just to warn him. shot.
But it was just such a random blow that shattered the pride in his heart.
"What is the strongest in the world, what is Thor, heh, it's all bullshit." Zhongli laughed at himself stupidly.
Until today, Zhongli knows that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.
With trembling hands, Zhongli took out a reagent and pushed it into his veins. Finally, he was able to move. He endured the severe pain and simply bandaged the wound. He dragged his scarred body to the valley. Staggered away.
Su Mu looked at the miserable Zhongli, and slapped his mouth: "So he is really weak, no, it's not that he is weak, but that I have become stronger."
Su Mu was a little guilty. If he had known that he was so strong, he would have shot with all his strength and almost crushed the strongest man in Liguo to death.
There are still more than 10 kilometers to go, Su Mu is a little worried that Zhongli will belch halfway, so after thinking about it, he still helps him.
"It's too difficult for me." Su Mu shook his head, the spiritual energy in his body poured out, and the mist rolled. Under Su Mu's will, he gathered a big hand of mist, grabbed Zhongli like a chicken, and kindly sent him to the hospital. Fog outside.
Zhong Li's eyes blurred, and the wind whizzed sharply in his ears, making him feel cold and hurt.
I think I am the strongest in the world, but now I don't even have the strength to resist, heh.
He accepted Su Mu's arrangement with a blank face. When the wind stopped and the fog dissipated, Zhong Li looked at the green shade outside and his familiar teammates, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.
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