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Chapter 537 - 537: Protective Film! (1)



He Yun did not expect Zhao Yu to blackmail him.

This made him feel a little angry. In the entire inner circle, he was one of the

top five overlords.

” Brat, you have to think carefully. The entire Wang Feng Valley is mine. There are hundreds of ultimate fighters under me. Do you know the consequences of offending me?”

His voice was cold and his breathing was a little heavy.

“Haha!”

“Do you think I care about that now?” Zhao Yu chuckled.

At this moment, the two-headed ox snake monster behind him roared

cooperatively.

Only then did He Yun realize that the person who dared to extort him had a king-level monster chasing after him.

His life and death were unknown, so how could he care about this?

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but curse at his bad luck.

He cursed Xie Zheng a thousand times in his heart. Why did he offend such a person for no reason?

However, his pride as the leader of the Wang Feng Valley was still there,” You also know what kind of monster is following you. Kid, I will watch you be eaten by it with my own eyes!”

“Is that so?”

Zhao Yu knew that the other party would not give in so easily, so he did not say anything more and continued on his way.

He Yun didn’t say much. He went through the surrounding terrain in his mind and consciously avoided the territories of various monsters.

He knew very well that even if Zhao Yu was an ultimate fighter like him, his stamina was limited.

Compared to him, Zhao Yu would definitely exhausted his stamina before him. Therefore, Zhao Yu would definitely die if this dragged on.

The only variable was the monsters lurking within their respective territories. Killing these monsters wouldn’t alleviate mental exhaustion but could replenish physical strength.

As long as he avoided these monster territories, sooner or later, Zhao Yu would

be unable to continue, eventually choosing to leave.

The two, one ahead of the other, pulling along a king-level monster, skirted around one monster territory after another.

An hour later.

He Yun, hearing the persistent sounds behind him, grew anxious.

An hour had passed, his stamina had decreased and even his speed had slightly dropped. But the person behind him seemed tireless, relentlessly pursuing him.

How could this person have such endurance?!

Behind, Zhao Yu was actually very tired, having run much longer than He Yun.

He had managed to keep going this long thanks to the Super Brain intermittently taking over his body, using its superior computing power to coordinate cellular movements throughout his body, conserving energy as much as possible.

But stamina is finite and no matter how much he conserved, it would eventually run out.

However, he didn’t show it, maintaining a relaxed demeanor.

Zhao Yu knew that making He Yun believe he could last longer was the only way to break his resolve.

More than martial arts secrets, Zhao Yu wanted to know how to escape the pursuit of a king-level monster.

Whether such information existed, he didn’t know, his hope was pinned on He

Yun.

After all, as a top figure in this inner circle and a frequent visitor to the camp, He Yun definitely knew much more than he did.

“Kid, are you running out of steam?!”

He Yun, trying not to show weakness, laughed while running.

“Hehe!”

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, not responding further.

He knew He Yun was trying to bait him. Adhering to the principle that the more one says, the more mistakes one makes, he chose to respond with silence. After a few more taunts from He Yun, seeing Zhao Yu not speaking, he had no choice but to continue running.

Another half an hour passed.

He Yun’s stamina was significantly depleted and his breathing became less steady, starting to pant.

But he was still careful suppressed it, afraid of being discovered by Zhao Yu behind him.

Could this kid really have such incredible stamina?!

Feeling the relentless pursuit, he began to doubt himself.

He Yun, a dominant figure among the five overlords, was being driven to such a state by an unknown person?

Damn it!

He Yun finally couldn’t hold back.

“Kid, if I tell you a martial arts secret, will you leave me alone?!” Zhao Yu remained silent, quickening his pace as He Yun spoke.

Damn!

He Yun had never thought he’d be manipulated like this one day.

But he didn’t dare to gamble his life on a martial art manual with this young

man.

His life was worth far more than this unknown youngster.

After hesitating for a moment, he began:

“Now, I’ll recite a Yellow grade upper class technique, listen carefully…

“Dragon Tiger Fist…”

After few minutes…

“Did you get that?”

Zhao Yu, seeing no reaction from the Super Brain, finally scoffed, “I am a descendant of ancient martial arts, your technique is full of flaws, are you making this up?!”

What?!

He Yun’s pupils shrank and he was quite shock about Zhao Yu’s statement. Fortunately, he was running ahead and Zhao Yu couldn’t see his expression, or his deception would have been obvious.

He Yun blustered, “Nonsense, this technique is genuinely a Yellow grade upper class technique…”

In truth, he had initially recited the correct technique, but halfway through, a mischievous thought led him to alter some content, mixing in elements from another technique.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yu detected the discrepancy.

This ability was beyond comprehension.

Of course, what surprised him more was Zhao Yu’s claim of being a descendant of ancient martial arts—what was that all about?!

After running for another 30 minutes, He Yun, feeling mentally defeated, sighed deeply, “Kid, you must not have heard clearly.. I’ll recite it again, but I won’t repeat it if you don’t remember this time…”


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