Chapter 37: 037 Not Enough

Shaxing saw Zhang Bei and wiped the blood splattered on his face.

"I've long heard of Langzi's great name, I just don't know if your strength is worthy of it!"

As soon as the words fell, a machete approached his face in an instant.

Zhang Bei's expression froze, such fast speed!

The long sword only had time to be held horizontally in front of his chest, and a huge force was transmitted.

Zhang Bei's figure hurriedly retreated a few steps, only then did he unload this force.

Shaxing looked at Zhang Bei and immediately smiled: "That was just a test!"

As the voice fell, black light flashed on Shaxing's body.

The speed increased again, and the machete and long sword collided one after another.

Zhang Bei constantly shook his body to unload the force transmitted from his arms.

Shaxing's offensive was very fierce from the beginning, with almost no time to breathe.

However, after such a long battle, Zhang Bei could barely block Shaxing's attacks.

A full five minutes passed, and taking advantage of the moment Shaxing's offensive slowed down.

Zhang Bei jumped out of the attack range.

Although he didn't suffer any injuries, both arms were already numb from the force.

Looking at the flush on Shaxing's face, Zhang Bei's eyes became sharp.

"My turn!"

Shaxing was stunned; he had maintained such a long attack, could Langzi still have any means of counterattack?

Black-red light flashed in Zhang Bei's eyes, and he locked eyes with Shaxing.

Fear Nova!

An inexplicable fear rushed into Shaxing's heart.

Fears buried deep in his memory emerged in his brain one by one.

Zhang Bei waved his hand, and a black curtain immediately shrouded the surroundings.

The sudden darkness increased Shaxing's fear by another layer.

However, he was Shaxing after all, and he quickly suppressed the fear in his heart, listening vigilantly to the sounds around him.

In an environment of absolute darkness, even if one loses vision, there is still hearing.

For a master of combat, one could determine the direction of an attack just by sound.

Zhang Bei's long sword slashed down heavily.

Silver Jian Qi flew out immediately.

Shaxing felt a breeze coming from his left hand side.

The machete in his hand was immediately held horizontally.

"Clang!"

Jian Qi and the machete collided, and a wave of energy lifted the dust around them.

A cold light arrived first, then the sharp sword was drawn.

Following the fluctuation of the air wave, Zhang Bei's figure arrived behind Shaxing in the blink of an eye.

The long sword in his hand stabbed toward the position of the heart.

Although Shaxing felt the danger behind him.

But having just greeted a Jian Qi, his whole body was still in paralysis.

He only had time to avoid the position of the heart.

The long sword penetrated the body without any surprise.

Feeling the energy surging on Shaxing, Zhang Bei withdrew his long sword and retreated backward.

The energy on Shaxing's body appeared black.

In the environment of Eternal Night, even Zhang Bei could barely see a little light.

The black energy turned into countless long needles and fired toward the surroundings.

Zhang Bei jumped into mid-air with his legs, dodging this area-of-effect attack.

But this blow was just Shaxing's final struggle before death.

This blow didn't work; the mental fear and physical injuries.

Directly caused Shaxing to faint.

Zhang Bei reached out and withdrew Eternal Night.

Sunlight shone on the surrounding land, and the crowd present immediately saw the scene in front of them.

Shaxing was bleeding on the ground, and Zhang Bei was holding a dripping long sword.

Li Qinqin: 【I'm really going to vomit, why is it so hard to see the Black Angel once?】

Wu Yingcai: 【Even without the Black Angel, at least tell us what happened?】

Niu Xuanming: 【Did no one notice that Shaxing is still alive?】

Shaxing was of course not dead yet; the long sword didn't penetrate the heart.

Relying on Shaxing's physical fitness, he would at least be alive for a few minutes.

A voice sounded from behind: "I am Qingshan, can I ask Langzi to spare his life?"

Zhang Bei turned his head to look at the man dressed as a farmer who walked out of the crowd.

Niu Xuanming: 【Holy crap, Qingshan is here!】

Ye Fan: 【It's really Qingshan!】

Qiu Xingwen: 【Holy crap, this old man dares to come in person?】

Looking at this old man in front of him, Zhang Bei's voice was cold: "What if I say no?"

Cold light flashed in Qingshan's eyes.

He didn't know if Langzi's combat power had declined after the battle with Shaxing.

Everyone knew that Shaxing was the number one killing god of the Qingshan Settlement.

Yet they didn't know that at that time, Qingshan had almost taken his life with one person and one blade.

After hesitating for a moment, Qingshan spoke slowly: "Three level five cores for each injured person."

Zhang Bei shook his head: "Not enough."

"Plus one level ten fire-type crystal core!"

Qingshan's eyes flickered; this was already the highest value for saving Shaxing.

For an injured person who didn't know if they could recover their combat power, these things were Qingshan's highest price.

Zhang Bei narrowed his eyes: "Two, he is worth that much."

Qingshan looked deeply at Zhang Bei: "Okay."

He took the bag of crystal cores and stepped aside, clearing the path in front of Shaxing.

Qingshan fed a pill to Shaxing, and the two figures turned into a white light and disappeared.

He took out the two level ten crystal cores from the bag and handed the bag to Daniu.

"Distribute them to the injured, and give them a few days off."

Daniu took the bag and nodded hurriedly.

Zhang Bei sighed and walked toward the small building.

Although this battle was solved easily, it also exposed some of his problems.

Lack of attack methods; without using transformation.

Only one Jian Qi was worth using.

If Shaxing's attack could have lasted another ten minutes today, he would probably have been the first to be exhausted to death.

Thinking about the problem along the way, he quickly returned to the small building.

Looking at the scrolls piled up on the table, and the little girl buried in the scrolls.

"Rest more."

Jin Xin gave a soft "Mm," then continued to flip through the scrolls.

The two sat on chairs thinking until the wooden door was pushed open.

Su Xiao Xiao's figure rushed to Zhang Bei's front instantly: "Tell me quickly, when did you become so strong?"

Jin Xin lowered her head and flipped through the scrolls in her hand: "He has always been strong, you just didn't notice it."

"Is, is that so?"

Looking at Zhang Bei's smiling expression, Su Xiao Xiao immediately gave him a sideways glance.

"What are you proud of!"

Zhang Bei looked at the confused little girl: "Stop messing around, change your clothes, I have important things to tell you."

"Got it!"

Watching Su Xiao Xiao's back, he reached out and clicked on the call with Daniu.

"Where are you?"

"Handling the injured, what's wrong?"

"Hand it over to the captain to handle, come back first, I have something to tell you."

"Okay, be there soon!"

Ten minutes later, seeing everyone sitting on the chairs.

Zhang Bei spoke slowly: "I'm going out for a few days. During this time, all decisions for the city will be handled by Jin Xin.

If there are no problems that cannot be handled, don't call me casually." ===== CHAPTER 38 =====