Chapter 251: Zheng Fuzha vs. Polos (Requesting Monthly Votes! Requesting Subscription!)

A piercing gunshot suddenly rang out; Zhao Hao's mind buzzed with noise. When he regained his senses, he saw the translucent white barrier formed by the protective jade pendant rippling in waves, then a deformed sniper bullet dropped from midair.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao exhaled heavily—but the next second, the familiar gunshot echoed again, accompanied by a sound like shattering glass.

That was… the protective jade's shield!

How is this possible?

Watching the barrier shatter violently, Zhao Hao's eyes nearly popped out.

This was a B-rank defensive item exchanged from the Main God Space—identical in design to the Yu Tian Ring, capable of withstanding energy impacts equivalent to a micro-nuclear blast. How could it fail against a single sniper bullet?

After a moment of shock, the intensifying battle waves behind him snapped Zhao Hao back to composure. He frantically poured magic into the flying carpet beneath his feet, accelerating away from the dangerous zone.

Meanwhile, ten kilometers away.

Zero Point, long absent, crouched atop a relatively intact dune, loading a rune sniper round into the magazine with lightning speed, activating his upgraded A-rank Fang Zheng Magic Eye to lock onto Zhao Hao's fatal point, then pulling the trigger once more.

…

"BOOM——————————!!!"

Two fists the size of clay pots collided head-on. The overwhelming physical impact compressed the thin upper-atmosphere moisture, forming a massive white shockwave that rapidly expanded outward.

After a moment of stalemate, the two figures recoiled in opposite directions.

Polos crashed directly into the scorched earth below, where energy blasts had turned the ground to ash, kicking up vast clouds of dust and debris with a thunderous rumble.

On the other side, Zheng Fuzha, fully transformed into his Super Saiyan form, shot upward five hundred meters before forcibly stabilizing his center of gravity. Feeling the dull ache in his arms, he now had a rough estimate of the one-eyed alien's strength.

Extremely strong!

Much stronger!

Stronger than all other Chat Group members combined—his power and speed were nearly equal to Zheng Fuzha's fused state, far surpassing ordinary mid-Fourth Stage gods.

But in raw attack power, he still fell short of the final slash delivered by Golden Flash.

Yet according to Lanshan's words, this one-eyed alien possessed a transformation ability—though he had never truly revealed it, there was no doubt his power would surge further, like Frieza in Dragon Ball.

Still, Zheng Fuzha remained confident. As long as he could still use the technique that defeated Golden Flash, this battle was essentially won.

"Not bad."

Polos effortlessly pulled his body from the deep crater, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he looked upward at "Zheng Fuzha": "To stand against me, Polos, and gain the upper hand—you deserve to know my name."

With that, he gripped the golden armor, now cracked with fissures, and tore it from his body, revealing dense, powerfully built dark-blue muscles beneath, and a second eye centered on his chest.

"Now, I'll fight in my true form. I hope you can endure it… let me have a truly satisfying fight…"

He crouched low, and terrifying energy surged from his bare feet into the ground at the crater's center, causing the earth to sink further as invisible pressure radiated outward in tangible waves.

BAM!

Polos shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bow, moving faster than imaginable—more than double his previous speed.

Even with "Zheng Fuzha"'s current dynamic vision, he could barely track Polos's motion—his body simply couldn't react in time.

"BOOM————————————————!!!"

In the deafening roar, all light and shadow before "Zheng Fuzha" dissolved. As bones shattered, his body was blasted backward at over ten times the speed of sound.

"Not over yet!!!"

With a wild roar, Polos appeared above Zheng Fuzha like lightning, raising both fists and slamming down before he could continue his backward flight.

"Haaah—!!"

Sensing imminent danger, "Zheng Fuzha" roared, and the golden aura engulfing his body flared violently. He twisted midair, dodging the blow, then spiraled around Polos with impossible speed, delivering a whip-like kick to his flank.

BAM—!!!

Polos's battle experience was immense. He instantly spun his body, blocking the kick with his elbow, then used overwhelming force to hurl Zheng Fuzha away.

Next, the two figures locked stares in midair for several seconds, then vanished from stillness into a blur of rapid, clashing strikes.

The battle erupted into white-hot fury. Countless fists blurred and clashed, making the air within several kilometers feel scorched, stirring hot winds across the ruined desert.

The fight grew faster and faster—but as time passed, "Zheng Fuzha"'s energy drained rapidly. His rhythm faltered, and gaps in his strikes became obvious.

In contrast, Polos grew more exhilarated by the second—his power and speed visibly increasing, gradually seizing the upper hand.

Realizing this couldn't continue, Zheng Fuzha unleashed another burst of energy, blasting Polos away.

He raised both hands, slowly bringing them together before his chest, channeling his qi and vampiric energy, merging them to recreate the scene from his battle against Golden Flash—to end this fight.

"Hahahaha—come on!"

Sensing the terrifying energy within Zheng Zha, Polos didn't fear—he rejoiced. His dark-blue skin glowed vividly, then he surged forward at blinding speed, punching straight for "Zheng Fuzha"'s head.

"Primordial—"

The two energies fused completely. "Zheng Fuzha" raised his fist and slammed it forward with all his might.

"CREATE HEAVEN AND EARTH!!!"

…

"BANG————!!!"

Damn it! You really think I'm easy to bully?!?!

Hearing the gunshot ring out again, Zhao Hao flew into a rage. Golden flames erupted around him, and with a sweep of his arm, he formed a wall of fire ahead.

The next instant, the sniper bullet pierced the air—upon touching the flame wall, it melted instantly. Though it still pierced through, its power and speed were greatly reduced, allowing Zhao Hao to easily dodge it.

"Xiao Qi!"

"Found him! The attacker is fifteen kilometers southeast… but he's carrying a device that blocks psychic energy—I can't yet invade his mind."

Shifeng Caoqi said, frowning slightly.

She had assumed that without Zhan Lan's suppression, she could finally unleash the true power of her "Mind Control." But the result was still negligible—her mood sank.

"It's fine. I'll go capture him now. Then you'll have plenty of chances to explore his brain."

Zhao Hao sneered, then steered the flying carpet toward the southeast, silently thinking: I can't beat a Fourth Stage powerhouse, but can't I take down a sniper who only hides and shoots? Do you really think my A-rank bloodline is just for show?

"Zhao Jun!"

At that moment, Shifeng Caoqi's expression changed.

"It's Master Lanshan's aura! He's returned!"

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