However, Ji Ruxue doesn’t have ti to wonder why Zhao Lin ca back; judging from her father’s words just now, she can clearly feel that her father is putting Zhao Lin in a difficult position.
A test of strength? Her father is already a fifth-level evolver, and he even has fifth-level evolved zombies under his command; there’s really no need to test Zhao Lin’s strength.
Imdiately, Ji Ruxue said anxiously, "Dad, why are you fighting with Aunt Zhao Lin?
She might be here to ask for help, and ti is urgent. You should let her in quickly!"
It’s been a while since Ji Ruxue has seen Zhao Lin, and she actually quite misses her.
After all, in this Li River Base City, besides zombies, there’s only her father, who doesn’t speak and isn’t suitable for chatting.
Previously, she could still chat with Zhao Lin, but now she doesn’t have anyone to talk to on a daily basis.
Her father probably wants to weigh Zhao Lin’s current strength, in other words, he’s trying to toy with Zhao Lin.
But isn’t her father overestimating Zhao Lin’s strength a bit?
She is well aware of the evolved zombies under her father’s command.
They are powerful, and there are quite a few of them. Even if Zhao Lin has gotten stronger, how many Corpse Puppets can she withstand?
"Don’t worry, Little Qiqi, Dad will let her in soon."
Hearing this, Lu Chuan continued writing on paper.
He hasn’t had enough fun yet, so how could he let the other party off so easily?
Seeing this, Ji Ruxue sighed with resignation. Her father is really not steady at all!
Outside the city gate, a fierce battle continues, the montum is astonishing.
Boom boom boom~
Zhao Lin now shows her unrivaled power; under the rain of her sword light, the previously invincible and arrogant Tyrant One can barely withstand Zhao Lin’s attack, each response is fraught with danger.
With each clash between Tyrant One and Zhao Lin, they are inevitably sent flying backward, and its two strong arms are now a bloody ss.
Several obvious blood-red sword marks are densely covering Tyrant One’s two arms, green liquid gathers and drips down along the elbows.
"Hmph! Lu Chuan, I’m no longer the sa person. Thinking you can embarrass with a fourth-level evolved zombie, no way!"
Looking at Tyrant One, which is retreating under her pressure, Zhao Lin feels as refreshed as eating a cold waterlon in the scorching sumr, snorting coldly and mocking.
Boom! Boom!
At this mont, two massive booming sounds co from a short distance away.
Da Pang and Lightning One have already leaped off the high wall, walking out of the dust, staring at Zhao Lin with pure murderous intent in their eyes.
"Not again... Lu Chuan! You’re going too far! One was enough to deal with, why are there two more now!"
"I’m telling you, you’d better not push , or if I get angry, you’ll regret it!"
Seeing another two fourth-level evolved zombies, Zhao Lin’s smile instantly freezes, feeling that things are not looking good.
Imdiately, frustrated and indignant, she pointed the battle knife in her hand at the base city ahead, shouting unhappily.
One fourth-level evolved zombie was still manageable, but three are tough.
And clearly, Lu Chuan wouldn’t pay attention to this woman’s words.
Everyone can talk big; if you’re brave, show it.
And it doesn’t matter if she wins, there are plenty more fourth-level Corpse Puppets here; three aren’t enough, then send a few more...
Boom~
Instantly, Da Pang and Lightning One rushed over rapidly.
Da Pang swung his iron-sized fists, the terrifying sound of the fists causing teeth to ache and hearts to tremble.
While Lightning One is as fast as lightning, sweeping toward Zhao Lin with a long steel claw, slicing through the air.
Faced with this situation, Zhao Lin could only pause her suppression of Tyrant One, slicing Tyrant One away with a strike, then wielding her battle knife to fend off the attack from two fourth-level evolved zombies.
In re monts, they were in close combat.
Rumble~
The fierce battle continues, the booming sound of the fights like thunder, spreading constantly.
Da Pang and Lightning One, one attacking with great force and indomitable defense, able to withstand many attacks.
The other incredibly fast, with razor-sharp claws, and even Zhao Lin wouldn’t dare to use her body to easily block the steel claws.
"Roar~" At the sa ti, Tyrant One also recovers from the previous battle, roaring and charging forward.
Rumble~
And under the combined power of three fourth-level evolved zombies, Zhao Lin, despite her powerful battle tactics, gradually falls into a disadvantage.
Boom!
At the mont Zhao Lin clashes with Lightning One and Tyrant One, Da Pang’s iron-sized cold fist strikes fiercely.
The fierce wind from the fist roars distinctly, the terrifying energy driving a giant gust forward.
"Not good!"
Zhao Lin suddenly realizing, her face changes drastically, instantly turning around, holding the battle knife defensively in front.
Boom!
In an instant, like heaven and earth collapsing, after the blast, Zhao Lin is sent flying uncontrollably, a painful groan escaping her lips.
She flung back several hundred ters, barely stopping upon hitting the ground, looking grimly at the charging Tyrant One.
The violent clash just now causes Zhao Lin’s hands, until now, to continue trembling relentlessly.
On her right hand, the originally straight and sharp steel knife is slightly bent, directly beaten crooked by a punch.
"Damn it, Lu Chuan, this guy is a true bastard. I’m here to report, and he treats like this."
Looking at the three fourth-level evolved zombies charging in front, Zhao Lin feels frustrated, already considering walking away, yet can’t escape as the three fourth-level evolved zombies co entangled again.
Boom boom~
The fierce fight continues, Zhao Lin can only wield the bent steel knife, battling with three fourth-level evolved zombies.
Boom~
Once again sent flying, Zhao Lin finally can’t hold back, shouting toward the rear base city, "Lu Chuan, I ca here to tell you sothing important that concerns both your and Little Qiqi’s safety. If you don’t stop, I’m leaving!"
Hearing this, Lu Chuan frowned, what matters could threaten my and Little Qiqi’s safety?
The more he thought, the worse his expression beca, feeling incredibly heavy-hearted.
The next mont, under Lu Chuan’s control, the three fourth-level Corpse Puppets instantly halted.
Seeing the suddenly motionless three fourth-level evolved zombies, Zhao Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Chuan still knows when to hold back, not crossing the line too much.
Rumble~
At this mont, the ordinary zombies that were originally rushing forward stopped.
The gate of the base city ahead slowly opened under the push of two fourth-level Tank Type evolved zombies, making a heavy sound.
Seeing the gate open, Zhao Lin huffed coldly, "Damn Lu Chuan, see you inside for a reckoning!"
Imdiately, Zhao Lin steps forward, walking in with great montum.
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