bookbashuk Chapter 293 One Punch
Chapter 293 One Punch
Chapter 293 One Punch
In an instant, his hands emerged from the malevolent flames.
The malevolent flame was born from the negative thoughts within the clone's heart. Under the control of the clone Zheng Zha, matter was created from the heart, and the malevolent flame could actually generate all things, even his physical body.
"It's not over yet, Zheng Zha."
The clone Zheng Zha's eyes were extremely violent, and the boundless surging flames became more and more solid, like chaos, and then continuously contracted, turning into thin films that condensed around the clone Zheng Zha.
At the same time, countless streams of black fire transformed into all sorts of weapons, and they continued to multiply. In just one or two seconds, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of weapons appeared!
Every black fire weapon that falls to the ground has the power to burn Mount Tai, evaporate the ocean, and has the power of a nuclear bomb with a yield of tens of millions of tons. Even a mid-level fourth-tier expert like Zhang Jie cannot withstand a single weapon and will be reduced to ashes.
At this moment, the endless array of weapons made it seem as if the clone Zheng Zha's spiritual light was truly inexhaustible, enough to destroy the entire world!
"Has the captain gone mad?!"
In the Demons' camp, the white man Francis's legs went weak, and he could barely stand. His voice trembled uncontrollably.
Tom, standing beside him, was deathly pale, cold sweat trickling down his forehead and soaking the back of his combat uniform.
The scene before him was beyond his comprehension; the power of the clone Zheng Zha had become so terrifying that it could not distinguish between friend and foe.
"If that power were to fall, it would probably destroy the entire Bald Eagle Kingdom."
"My God—what level of power is this—" another team member muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock and fear.
Each of them is an outstanding individual in the cycle of reincarnation, capable of serving as captain in any team, and even considering themselves stronger than the Celestial Team.
But at this moment, facing the immense power unleashed by the clone Zheng Zha, they felt as insignificant as ants, watching two Tyrannosaurus Rex fight to the death, as if they were facing the wrath of the heavens. If they were not careful, they would be crushed by the aftershocks and turned into dust.
"That's certainly true."
Even Zhao Zhuikong, who was usually unruly, put away his usual carefree attitude at this moment.
But a morbid excitement gleamed in his eyes, and a maniacal smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Don't you all feel that, having witnessed such an ultimate showdown, even dying here would be without regret?"
"You are all so narrow-minded."
Faced with his insane words, the members of the Demon Team were too lazy to respond. They just stared intently at the battlefield, not daring to even breathe loudly.
But just as Zhao Zhuikong's laughter subsided, a chilling voice suddenly rang out behind him.
"You will indeed die today, but not in the way you think. I will personally carry out your death."
The voice was cold, yet it carried a hint of a girl's soft, alluring quality, creating an eerie contrast.
The moment he heard that voice, the excitement on Zhao Zhuikong's face twisted into a greedy and obsessive flush, his breathing suddenly became heavy, his eyes flashed with undisguised desire, and even his body tensed and bent slightly.
He slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the short-haired, beautiful girl who had suddenly appeared before him.
It was Zhao Yingkong.
A flirtatious smile curled at the corner of his lips: "So it's my little apple."
He sized Zhao Yingkong up and down, his eyes as venomous as a snake's.
"I thought you'd already run away with those useless guys from the Central Continent Team. Where are your teammates? Didn't they come to their deaths with you?"
"They have nothing to do with this."
Looking at the crazed and morbid Zhao Zhuikong in front of her, Zhao Yingkong's eyes instantly became bloodshot, tears mixed with murderous intent welled up in her eyes, her teeth clenched so tightly that they cracked, and her voice trembled with extreme anger.
"Before I kill you, I want to ask you, Brother Yu Kong, Sister Ming Kong, Sister Ni Kong, and Xue Kong and Ming Kong—why did you kill them?!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with heart-wrenching pain. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. Her chest heaved violently, clearly indicating that she was furious and wanted nothing more than to devour the man in front of her alive.
Zhao Zhuikong scratched his head helplessly, a "you're so boring" expression on his face, his tone flippant as if he were talking about a trivial matter: "Oh dear, this question has really stumped me."
He chuckled softly, his eyes suddenly turning cold and crazed.
"I thought you'd ask me why I fled the assassin family, but instead you asked such a pointless question: Why did you kill them? The answer is simple—"
"I want to test my own capabilities."
"If I can't even bring myself to harm my own family, then why should I go through all the trouble of leaving the assassin family?"
Ha ha ha ha----"
The maniacal laughter was like a sharp blade, piercing Zhao Yingkong's heart.
She felt a rush of heat to her head, and before she could recover, she suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of her red.
She gripped the dagger tightly and lunged at Zhao Zhuikong like a ghost, her eyes filled with pure killing intent.
"Hahaha! Great! That's fantastic!"
Seeing this, Zhao Zhuikong showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he laughed excitedly, exuding a strong smell of blood and killing intent.
"Before being killed by the captain, I can at least kill you, beautiful Little Apple, as an appetizer. This is so exciting, I can't wait to have you!"
Before he finished speaking, he flashed forward and met Zhao Yingkong's attack.
"You damn bastard, are you crazy? Your teammates are here too, are you trying to commit suicide?" On the other side of the battlefield, seeing the destructive power gathered by the clone Zheng Zha, Zheng Zha couldn't help but frown.
"Ha, Zheng Zha, you still don't understand."
Upon hearing this, the clone Zheng Zha showed a look of disgust on his face.
"A bastard like you who understands nothing and knows nothing deserves to die!"
Looking at Zheng Zha at his feet, the clone Zheng Zha's face twisted, and the negative emotions in his heart surged like a volcano, transforming into his current power.
"I will kill you, along with your luck, your companions, everything you cherish, I will destroy it all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and hundreds of thousands of black fire weapons, as if summoned, crashed down on Zheng Zha's location with a world-destroying momentum!
This attack will not only destroy Zheng Zha, but also wipe out the Central Continent Team and the Demon Team!
"It seems there's no way to dissuade you anymore."
Seeing this, Zheng Zha shook his head, his eyes blazing with light. His pent-up emotions and power erupted at this moment. His body suddenly rose higher, and light burst forth from his heart, rotating like a yin-yang fish. His power was like a raging dragon breaking free of its restraints, sweeping across the heavens and earth!
"The creation of the world in the primordial era—!!"
A deafening roar shook the universe, like the roar of a giant who created the world, ready to cleave the chaos!
Zheng Zha clenched his right fist tightly, and endless power surged from his heart, flowing along his meridians into his fist. The light on his fist was extremely bright, as if a newborn star had been condensed. Even the space was slightly collapsed by this pure power, and earth, water, fire and wind surged together!
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of black fire weapons rained down like a storm, their dense shadows blotting out the sky and threatening to smash most of the American continent into dust.
Faced with this devastating attack, Zheng Zha did not dodge at all, but instead threw a punch straight into the torrent of weapons!
boom-!!
The force of his fist transformed into a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth. Without any fancy techniques, Zheng Zha relied purely on his unparalleled strength to crash headlong into the barrage of weapons.
The black weapons, upon contact with the fist's force, had no chance to struggle and instantly shattered into a sky full of black flames. Following closely behind were spears, giant axes, longswords—hundreds of thousands of weapons, like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, all crumbling before the fist's force!
After crushing all the attacks, Zheng Zha's punch was still as powerful as ever, like a meteor falling to earth or a planet colliding, and it slammed hard into the clone Zheng Zha!
The clone's pupils contracted sharply, and the ferocity on its face was instantly replaced by extreme resentment.
"How is that possible?!"
He only had time to let out a roar before Zheng Zha's fist slammed solidly into his chest.
The malevolent flames around him dissipated like a tidal wave, and the crisp sound of bones shattering echoed throughout his body. As if he had been hit by a high-speed train, he turned into a black streak of light and flew backward at near-light speed!
The air along the way was forced into a vacuum, the atmosphere was torn apart with long cracks, and even the Earth's gravity could not restrain the impact.
The replica streaked across the sky, crossed oceans and continents, and crashed straight into the distant moon!
Boom! ...
There was no sound in space, but everyone seemed to hear a deafening roar that was even more violent than a supernova explosion!
A terrifying light suddenly burst forth from the surface of the moon.
The clone's body, like a meteorite weighing billions of tons, crashed into a lunar crater. The immense impact spread outwards, instantly shattering the rocky surface of the moon. Huge cracks spread like a spider web, covering most of the moon.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, countless rock fragments fell toward Earth like a meteor shower, causing violent fluctuations in the Moon's gravitational field, instantly disrupting Earth's tides, and creating giant waves hundreds of meters high on the sea surface.
The residual force of that punch actually blasted the moon into half a shattered state.
Everyone was stunned.
The clone of Zheng Zha, who was like a world-destroying demon king and wanted to destroy the world, was sent flying like a spinning top by Zheng Zha in the next moment.
How could such a single punch cause so much damage?