Chapter 368 Different

Monster.

This is Zheng Zha's feeling.

Although Zheng Zha had understood the approximate strength comparison between him and the replica before the fight, he could not imagine that he would be injured like this... That guy is even stronger than Zhang Jie in Final Destination 4!

Zhang Jie's telekinesis can almost be said to have no blind spots, and his subtle control is even more exquisite, but the black flame used by the replica is more terrifying than Zhang Jie's double A-level telekinesis in terms of control and power... And unlike Zhang Jie, who was physically weak at the time, the replica is superior to Zheng Zha, who has now unlocked the fourth-level gene lock, in terms of physical strength and nerve reaction speed!

——How the hell do you fight this?

Seeing the black flames that were beaten into sparks and gathered back to the replica, Zheng Zha's heart couldn't help but feel heavy. Although they had only fought for less than three moves, he could understand that his replica had embarked on a completely different path from him.

If Zheng Zha is steadily unlocking his gene lock step by step, accumulating energy and cultivating his energy circulation system step by step, and studying and creating his own skills and practicing his moves, then the clone is running wildly on the road to unlocking his gene lock, not caring about his inner demons or teammates... He only needs to continuously raise the level of his gene lock to gain extremely powerful strength!

"Do you understand? This is the gap between you and me."

The clone Zheng Zha stood in the air, the black flame in his hand kept changing, sometimes turning into a giant sword, sometimes turning into other shapes, but finally it was fixed on the same style as the purple thunder knife in Zheng Zha's hand, turning into a black flame long sword: "When you unlock the fourth-order gene lock, you can completely control every bit of power in your body and freely control your genes. No matter what self-created skills you have, it will be easy..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zha felt a premonition of danger suddenly hit him. He raised the purple thunder knife without thinking and blocked it upwards, just blocking the clone's attack. The speed was so fast that even his vision could not keep up.

"Do you think you can rival me just because you have unlocked the fourth-order gene lock?"

The deep and repressive black flames licked Zheng Zha's skin wantonly, making his throat dry. The flame windbreaker was doing its best to protect the wearer's body. Without the defense brought by this armor combined with the red flame, even the body optimized by the fourth-order gene lock would probably crack and burn due to the scorching heat.

But unlike the heat on the surface of the body, the words of the replica were more like cold ice, which contained the eternal calamity flame: "If there is not enough power, then everything is vain!"

The pitch-black long sword suddenly exerted force, which contained a huge power far exceeding thousands or even tens of thousands of tons. The wanton black flames were like a crazy tide, baring its fangs and claws to swallow Zheng Zha whole.

The deep purple sword forged by thunder burst out with a roar that resounded through the sky. Zheng Zha, who could not help but step back a few steps, tried his best to use his subtle power to dissolve the violence from the sword. Two piles of earth piled up behind his heels, and the ground within a radius of one kilometer sank several centimeters at this moment.

——The tendon of the arm broke.

Under the unlocking of the fourth-order gene lock, Zheng Zha immediately understood his physical condition. Although the genes in his body were constantly being optimized, it was still difficult to resist the blade of the replica.

This is not the time to be nagging.

Even under the burning of black flames, the tyrannical desire in his heart was unprecedentedly high, but Zheng Zha knew that it was really a critical moment now. If he didn't start the "explosion", death would be his end... But even in such a dangerous situation, Zheng Zha didn't know why he had a sense of confidence, confident that he could be under the "explosion" and would not be swallowed up by the inner demon.

The blood in the brain burst like a mountain torrent, rushing down like a raging waterfall, and directly collided with the internal force in the dantian at the heart. Zheng Zha's eyes became more bloodshot, and his strength increased several times in an instant, and he actually directly suppressed the power of his own clone!

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a violent war cry like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, the blood in Zheng Zha's body roared, and the killing and violence buried in the deepest part of his genes were fully released through the collision of two completely opposite energies. He swung the knife with one hand, and the surging huge force blatantly blocked the clone that was stunned at that moment, as if he had never thought that someone could burst out such a powerful clone in an extreme way that hurt himself. The ink-colored long knife disintegrated into black flames. At the same time, Zheng Zha did something that he would never do in a rational state.

A heavy punch, blasted out!

A Luohan fist wrapped in a thick and blazing blood-colored flame, with full force, blasted straight towards the chest and abdomen of the clone Zheng Zha!

Carrying the killing intention and the feeling of being suppressed for so long, Zheng Zha's right fist blasted directly into the body of the clone. This seemingly simple punch contained immense power and a skill called subtlety. It was like a miniature nuclear bomb exploding in the air. However, the immense light and heat that distorted the space was restrained by this extreme punch, sweeping a shrill blood color to form a pillar of fire that soared into the sky. The impact that broke through the speed of sound caused a scorching wave of air in the surrounding air, accompanied by large pieces of yellow sand rolling, forming a cone-shaped cloud.

This attack came too fast and too suddenly. Even the clone Zheng Zha had no time to dodge. He was hit head-on by this punch and was blown away a hundred meters.

Zheng Zha gasped and shook his head fiercely, barely maintaining his consciousness in the blood-red vision, but then came the intense pain on his right fist... On the right fist wrapped in red flames, there was a black flame burning, engulfing and burning the red flames bit by bit.

But Zheng Zha didn't care about this little thing, he just took a deep breath and shook his fist hard. Under the effect of the subtle force, the red flame and the black flame were thrown to the ground at the same time by his action, leaving a burning wound on his hand.

"That's right, the real me, don't you also have this tyrannical nature in your heart?"

In the dust, the clone Zheng Zha walked out slowly. There seemed to be a shallow fist mark on his chest, but it was soon filled with black flames. He sneered and said, "That's it. Kill everything, destroy everything, and don't need any partners. The people who stay by your side are only the strong ones with the same level of power as you, and the rest will only be the weak ones who fear your power."

"Let everyone fear you, dare not disobey you, surrender in front of you, and be driven by you, just like me..."

"...I am different from you."

Zheng Zha exhaled a long breath, and then took a deep breath, as if replenishing the energy in his body from the surrounding air, and as if strengthening his confidence: "I will never become like you, taking killing as my creed... My power is obtained with the help of my partners, and I will also use this power with my own beliefs!"

"And the partners who share life and death with me will also defeat the other members of the Demon Team who fear your power!"