Chapter 161 Strengthening Template and Meeting (62K)

Chapter 161 Strengthening Template and Meeting (6.2K)

The White King was furious when he found that his escape route was blocked. He roared furiously, and his pale tentacles broke through the cocoon coat around him, swinging the surrounding seawater and rushing towards Zheng Shu.

Zheng Shu saw clearly that it was not the tentacles that tore through the white cocoon coat, but eight curved dragon necks. The thing had eight heads, and its sharp teeth could cut off the scale-covered body of the Ghost Tooth Dragon Viper just by casually scratching.

Its lower limbs were short and deformed, so it used the eight heads as feet, crawling fast on the seabed like an eight-legged spider, those slender necks curled and stretched like snakes, and eight pairs of searchlight-like golden eyes flickered in the sea.

With the help of various ruins on the seabed, its crawling speed was even faster than when it swam at the beginning.

Although its body was still huge compared to humans, it was still in its infancy, so its body seemed relatively dry. Wherever its head stepped on, whether it was a metal relic or a hard rock on the seabed, it all cracked and shattered, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Zheng Shu's eyes with a large number of bubbles.

Bang!

Facing the fierce attack of the White King, Zheng Shu simply threw a straight punch, and the white dry body of the White King immediately flew back, and the pale scales on his body shattered, revealing the pale spine.

Large pieces of black dragon blood spread in the deep sea. Many remaining ghost-toothed vipers immediately twisted violently after contacting the dragon blood, and soon exploded into a pool of minced meat.

Zheng Shu looked at the exposed bone structure of the White King. The number of its bones far exceeded that of humans and most pure-blooded dragons. The various delicate bone structures had an unusual beauty. The inside of the broken bones showed a noble dark gold color, like a precision machine, and it also reminded people of the interlaced ancient fossils in the strata.

Suffering such a severe blow suddenly, the White King immediately realized the gap between himself and the existence in front of him. He was still in an extremely weak state. Without any supplies, it was impossible for him to beat this dragon that suddenly jumped out.

After understanding his current situation, the White King no longer resisted Zheng Shu's strength. Instead, he followed his attack force. His eight heads swung hard like a squid, and his whole body swam backwards in the direction of the attack like a rocket.

"Are you running away so decisively? It seems that in order to prevent being executed by the Black King, this parasitic form that has evolved actively can prolong your life, but it also wiped out your pride. You can't be considered a White King now, but just a parasitic creature that is lingering on."

Zheng Shu's eyes showed a disgusted expression. Although he had been very careful not to let himself be distorted by dragon blood, the character of the creature would eventually be affected by the hormones in the body. Unknowingly, Zheng Shu also began to have the same pride as the Dragon King.

Zheng Shu controlled his body again and "flew" towards the White King. Just as he said, the White King was now just a parasite that was lingering on. Not to mention the Word Spirit, even its most basic spiritual power could not be used.

Even if there was a part that was not fully hatched, the opponent's power was too weakened. It seemed that even if it escaped the execution of the Black King by evolving into a parasitic state, its own power was greatly damaged. In a sense, Herzog transformed himself into a new White King by exchanging the blood of the White King, but let the "White King" regain power.

Zheng Shu's eyes showed enlightenment. He finally understood why the White King, who was a manipulator of spiritual attributes, was so easily deprived of power by an ordinary human.

Humans like Herzog, whose dragon blood was so thin that they could hardly be called hybrids, should be destroyed by the spiritual power contained in the blood of the White King at the moment of contact. After all, for dragons, blood is originally a medium for connecting souls.

Now it seems that perhaps in the White King's subconscious, he also hopes that he can get rid of such a humble attitude and become the dragon flying in the sky again.

While thinking, Zheng Shu has returned to the front of the White King's moving route. Looking at the White King, who is like a squid, constantly swinging his eight necks to move quickly, Zheng Shu raised his fist and prepared to punch it again.

Suddenly, Zheng Shu felt his scalp tingling, and his intuition warned him that a huge danger was coming. Under conditioned reflex, he immediately summoned a high-density dough plate made of hundreds of tons of instant noodles in front of him, which was the size of a person and half a finger thick, for defense.

The elegant arc flashed, like the arc of a sword cut by a peerless swordsman, as if to cut off the entire abyss.

The next moment, the high-density dough plate, which theoretically could not be damaged even if hit by a special ground-penetrating missile, was split into two, and the cut was so neat that it seemed as if the crack existed naturally. And Zheng Shu's body behind the dough plate was also dislocated, and the left and right parts of his body slid to both sides like a cut photo.

At this moment, the white arc of light still lingered in the sea water, making it difficult to tell whether what he saw was real or an illusion.

Seeing that the blocking enemy was cut off by himself, the White King let out a triumphant roar and kept waving his tail. At the end of his long tail was a sharp bone, which was the sharpest artifact in Japanese legend - Tian Congyun.

The enemy who suddenly attacked had been killed by himself, and there was nothing that could stop him from coming. As long as he devoured him, he could recover all his strength.

The White King waved the dangerous Tiancongyun, and eight slender snake necks danced in the sea water to celebrate his upcoming new life.

"Sure enough, I am not suitable for arrogance. Every time I want to be wild, I will be slapped in the face."

A voice came from Zheng Shu's position, and the White King's dancing body suddenly stopped. Under the shocked gaze of eight pairs of golden pupils, Zheng Shu's body, which was split in half from the middle, closed under an unknown force, and the blood that had been spurted out also returned to the body as if it had its own consciousness. As he stretched out his hand and wiped it, the blood line in the middle of the body disappeared.

Looking at the White King's stiff body, Zheng Shu showed a "nuclear-kind" smile: "Why, haven't you seen the recovery ability of the complete dragon king?"

The White King also reacted at this time, waving his tail to give Zheng Shu another sword.

Boom!

The surging shock wave exploded in front of Zheng Shu, and the White King flew backwards quickly, and his whole body was like a bursting water ball, bleeding wildly.

Zheng Shu ignored the White King who was knocked out, but reached out to grab his right hand that was cut off just now and put it back on the wound. As the muscles on the wound squirmed, the broken arm returned to normal again.

Waving his arm, Zheng Shu gritted his teeth in pain.

After the two recovery times just now, it seemed that he was not injured at all, but in fact, even Angers' folding knife had spiritual attributes, so how could the White King's Tianzongyun Sword not have it?

Such spiritual attributes are the most terrifying poison for the dragon clan. A human-shaped dragon king like Xia Mi who has no dragon body and does not control "power" will even lose his life after being stabbed by Angers' folding knife. Zheng Shu can still move freely now, which is the result of his strong mental strength.

Fortunately, the White King has been in a parasitic form, his own strength has dropped significantly, and his mental strength has been in an extremely chaotic state. Otherwise, even if his spirit is strong, he would have fallen to the ground.

No wonder in the original novel, Lu Mingfei was injured after opening his own power, and even Lu Mingze, who controlled his body, was injured after being chopped. Now it seems that the Bai Wang, who has regained his power, can still move after being chopped by so many swords. The power of Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze is indeed strong enough.

Shaking his head, he summoned some bread in his stomach to replenish his energy, and recovered his mental damage as much as possible. Zheng Shu slowly floated in front of the Bai Wang.

He did not hold back in the previous attack. The Bai Wang's image is quite miserable now. Layers of muscles and bones were directly pierced, revealing a huge heart. The dark green heart is wrapped with a network of blood vessels, protected in a dark golden bone cage, like a magnificent gem.

Zheng Shu looked at this beautiful heart in silence for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand to scratch it, leaving a deep cut, and the thick and fishy green juice splashed. A golden eye appeared in the crack and stared at Zheng Shu.

As soon as the eye appeared, Zheng Shu felt a heavy pressure like a mountain. The huge heart suddenly began to wriggle, and the eye tried its best to drill out, making a sharp hissing sound while drilling.

Zheng Shu did not wait for the other party to drill out completely. He directly reached into the heart and dragged the whole holy skeleton out.

It was like a broken embryo, with a swollen head and a huge single eye. What looked like a tail was actually a spine wrapped in flesh. The ribs protruded outside the flesh layer. When parasitizing, these sharp ribs were inserted into the host's spine to control the body.

After being caught by Zheng Shu, it twisted and made a "hissing" sound, and the golden eye flickered. The ribs and tail kept stabbing Zheng Shu's arm, trying to parasitize the body in front of it, but unfortunately its own strength was too weak, and it couldn't even pierce Zheng Shu's skin.

Zheng Shu lit up a ball of light again. Under the strong light, the light penetrated the outer layer of the holy skeleton, and half of the developed organs could be vaguely seen inside.

"Panel, check the enhanced template!"

[The user has come into contact with a carrier containing an unknown factor, and the sample has begun to be tested]

[Testing...]

[Testing completed, the enhanced template has been set up based on the carrier sample]

[Warning! ! The user's original form does not match the enhanced template form. After full enhancement, the user's original form will be forced to change. The change in form will most likely distort the user's thinking logic]

Looking at the holy remains that were still struggling in his hand, Zheng Shu expressed his understanding of the prompts on the panel. This thing doesn't look like a human no matter how you look at it.

The reason why Herzog was able to become the White Queen and still retain the human form is that his method is essentially to turn himself into a new "White King" who inherited the power and title of the White King. In order to escape the execution of the Black King, the old "White King" has completely fixed his form into this parasite.

Now that the template has been obtained, Zheng Shu began to think about how to deal with this holy skeletal. At first, he actually planned to strangle it to death after obtaining the enhanced template, but after seeing the corpse guard, he had a new idea.

"Besides Herzog, there should be a deeper mastermind behind this. It is meaningless to simply kill the White King. If that is the case, we might as well find another way." Zheng Shu pinched his nose to relieve the headache that had just started.

As if anticipating what he was about to encounter, the Saint's struggle became more intense.

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When Zheng Shu returned to the hotel, it was still dawn.

After throwing the Tiancong Yunjian that he had cut off from King Bai's body into the Nibelung, Zheng Shu floated back to the hotel toilet through the window, and removed the light distortion on his body to reveal his body.

After he lay back on the bed, Mia next to him seemed to feel something moving. She opened her eyes dimly, but soon closed her eyes and fell asleep due to overexertion.

The next morning, a group of black Mercedes-Benz cars surrounded the hotel.

Yuan Zhisheng, wearing a black windbreaker, waved to his subordinates, so the group of people who looked unruly stayed quietly inside the Mercedes-Benz. Only Ying and Crow followed him out of the car and walked toward Zheng Shu. Go to their room.

Originally, things like receiving commissioners from the headquarters were usually done by people below. Even if a big shot came, at most it would be enough for the head of the Inuyama family, the former head of the branch, to receive him. But because of yesterday's accident, Yuan Zhisheng could only come in person to receive the two commissioners from the headquarters.

But in addition to the previous reason, there is another reason why Yuan Zhisheng chose to receive him in person: he wanted to see for himself who Zheng Shu, who is known as the strongest hybrid among the younger generation of the secret party, is. .

You know, Kassel Academy announced last year that they had discovered a new S-class, but the title of "the strongest of the younger generation" has still not been taken away by the new S-class. At first, Yuan Zhisheng thought there was some shady deal going on, but judging from the information sent back by the head of the Inuyama family yesterday, it is very likely that Zheng Shu really has something.

Every strong man has his own territory. After understanding Zheng Shu's information, Yuan Zhisheng knew that this was a new intruder. Since the enemy has arrived in his territory and is ready to roar, they must naturally prepare to attack him.

Therefore, the tasks he shoulders are no longer just simple "surveillance" and "entertainment". This time is a confrontation between the family and the college headquarters. He has been a soldier sent by the family since he was a child.

Since the academy has sent out the best people, they will also send out the best family heads to come forward. He wanted to see what the level of the most powerful elites in this department was.

So today Yuan Zhisheng was fully armed, and he specially put on the black windbreaker that Sakura had customized for him a few days ago. He was holding the ancient alchemy sword Spider Sword in his hand, like a warrior about to go into battle.

Although it can be deduced from the existing intelligence that the secret party has probably obtained some unfavorable information about our family, it would be too fanciful to rely on just one person to intimidate our family.

This is no longer Japan more than sixty years ago. Yuan Zhisheng came here today just to let the secret party know that this part of Japan is now the territory of the Sheqi Eight Family!

Boom!

Following a dull knock on the door, someone opened the door from the inside a moment later. Zheng Shu, wearing pajamas, scratching his hair and yawning, opened the door with sleepy eyes.

Seeing this image of Zheng Shu, Yuan was startled. He looked at the sky outside through the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room behind him and confirmed that it was already after 10 o'clock in the morning.

Because it is summer, the sun rises early, and the sun is already high in the sky at 10 o'clock in the morning. If Yuan Zhisheng remembered correctly, Inuyama Ga had already arranged the two people from the headquarters to the hotel at noon yesterday. They should not have missed their sleep. Why did they still look like they had just woken up at 10 o'clock in the morning?

And aren’t you the elite of this department? Why do you sleep so well in an obviously hostile environment?

The corners of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes twitched unconsciously.

"Room service? You don't have to clean our room, just arrange some breakfast for us." After Zheng Shu opened the door, he didn't even look at the people outside. He just turned his head in the direction of the bedroom and shouted, "What do you want to eat?" ?”

"I want to have some Western food. Yesterday's raw fish made my stomach feel so bad." Mia's voice came from the bedroom. Judging from how lazy she was, she probably didn't get up yet.

This group of people is really here for vacation, and there are outsiders present. Can you be more reserved?

Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth and finally decided not to argue with these two people: "Ying, go make arrangements and give them two Western meals."

Sakura next to her nodded silently after hearing Yuan Zhisheng's order and left. Zheng Shu finally turned his gaze after hearing Yuan Zhisheng's voice.

Seeing the black suit Yuan Zhisheng was wearing and the alchemy sword next to it, Zheng Shu blinked and finally woke up.

Yesterday at the bottom of the sea, he first suffered two swords from King Bai that could damage the soul, and also consumed a lot of mental energy to perform alchemical transformation. Therefore, Zheng Shu was really a little tired today, and he did not notice the existence of Yuan Zhisheng at first. .

"Grade 03 of Kassel College, Yuan Zhisheng, currently the director of the Executive Bureau of Japan." Seeing that the other party finally reacted, Yuan Zhisheng was inexplicably relieved. Before Zheng Shu could speak, he introduced himself and extended his hand to Zheng Shu. out of his own hands.

"Sophomore student at Kassel College, Zheng Shu."

Zheng Shu nodded and shook hands with Yuan Zhisheng, feeling the power coming from his hand. Zheng Shu, who was still a little confused, reflexively shook it back with the same force.

There was a slight stalemate for a while, and they separated after Mia, who hurriedly put on clothes, came to the living room. Yuan Zhisheng shook hands with Mia expressionlessly and introduced each other.

When he turned around, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but move his wrist. He knew that he had lost this round. The opponent obviously did not use all his strength, but always used the same strength as him.

Even though he was almost able to use the other party's keel form, he still seemed to be able to do so with ease. The gap between the two in terms of pure strength was huge. Where did this monster come from? Are all hybrids in that country so strong?

Yuan Zhisheng returned to the car and waited for a while. It was not until noon that Zheng Shucai and Mia arrived late.

Looking at the sun above his head, Yuan Zhisheng knew that today's schedule was basically scrapped, but for him, it was a good thing that these two elites from the headquarters did not find any useful clues.

So he also dragged Zheng Shu and Zheng Shu together by mistake, and drove around Tokyo to visit. The crow on the side was very dedicated in introducing things related to the eight Sheqi families.

"The Sheqi Eight Families, three major surnames and five minor surnames, we are all mixed race, and we are also all underworld members. We have been at the top of the Japanese underworld since a hundred years ago, and the entire Japanese underground world is written by the Sheqi Eight Families. Rules. The secret parties in Europe rely on finance and political power to maintain the mixed race world, while we rely on skill and strength.”

After listening to Crow's introduction, Mia was a little curious: "Then the Japanese official won't care about you?"

"Japan has a higher proportion of mixed-races than other countries, so the government also needs us gangsters to help them do some dirty work. For example, the mixed-race you solved yesterday, we can disguise it as a gangster. Then a low-level mafia member is introduced to take the blame. The Japanese government needs this method to maintain social stability, and we can also use this method to obtain our own interests-this is the survival rule of the Japanese branch." The driving source took the initiative to explain the problem.

Zheng Shu could tell from the look in his eyes that he was still thinking about his defeat this morning, and he was even a little eager to take action against his "enemy".

"It's quite interesting, so have you done anything interesting recently?" Zheng Shu leaned lazily on the car seat and didn't even bother to pick up the other person's words.

Just kidding, he's not a fighting maniac. He has to gesticulate with someone whenever he encounters them. Moreover, when he fights these hybrids, he has to be careful to hold back his strength to prevent him from accidentally slapping the opponent to death.

Not to mention that he is still a little mentally damaged and has not fully recovered. If he accidentally hits the opponent to death without controlling the strength, where will he find the old guy Herzog?

"..." Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment after hearing Zheng Shu's answer. Now he began to wonder whether the secret party had noticed something was wrong, otherwise why would they send such a person here.

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【K.O.】

With the last blast of Athena's lightsaber, the last trace of the opponent's blood was wiped out, and the victory sign appeared on the display.

After exiting the online battle of The King of Fighters 98C, the owner of the PS3 controller flipped through his game library in boredom.

The games that she used to be addicted to now seem so boring, not because her interests have changed, but because several of her friends are no longer online. She finally found a few friends who made her feel very comfortable even across the Internet, but recently due to various reasons, she fell into the same state of playing games alone before.

The man named "The Mighty Fenrir" said he was going to take a nap, and then he was not online for several weeks. Another "Alchemy King" is often online, but he is always interrupted during the game. According to him, his younger brother doesn't like him playing games.

As for the only remaining friend in the game named "Zheng Shu", I heard "The Very Powerful Fenrir" said that he was his sister's friend, but he has not been online for a long time recently. The last contact was "Zheng Shu" "It seems that he said he was coming to Japan.

Putting down the handle in his hand, he stroked his chin with his slender fingers, secretly making a "rebellious" decision in his heart.

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