Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 83 My Super Brother

Chapter 83 My Super Brother

When Lu Zhao returned to the intersection where the dead and wounded had been so numerous, he left Lü Yang's head there as a sacrifice.

To be honest, he admired this opponent quite a bit. Even in the final moments, as Lü Yang's fear continued to rise, his fighting spirit did not diminish at all. He was a real man.

"The Lü family?"

As he continued running towards the front lines, he asked Murong Can, "What is the Lü family?"

"I don't know, I just heard that fat officer mutter something."

After seeing Lü Yang's corpse with his own eyes, Murong Can's inner demons were greatly relieved. If Lu Zhao hadn't killed that person, he might have been left with psychological trauma.

After all, just over two months ago, he was just a student at another high school in the county town. Suddenly encountering a terrifying enemy who was completely powerless to fight back, the pressure he felt was still too strong.

Lu Zhao frowned slightly, thinking to himself that today's enemy attack was indeed of some origin. The fact that Fatty Fang kept mentioning the "Lu family" meant that the other party was at least not some unknown NPC-style elite specialized virtual pirates, but a certain specific group with a background and origin.

By this time, the deafening roar of explosions had diminished considerably, indicating that the skirmish had come and gone quickly, and the most intense wave of attacks had passed.

Like two boxers facing off in the ring, the initial stage is a test of their skills and how to respond to unexpected situations; the middle stage is a full-scale attack and a test of their raw strength; and the later stage is a test of their willpower.

The difference is that what boxers call a fight is a contest of strength, while here it's a fight for human lives.

Lu Zhao saw a large number of dead and wounded along the way, some of them Qin soldiers and some of the enemy soldiers; neither side was doing well.

From this perspective, although the enemy has both methods and strong individuals, the overall strength they have deployed is not as great as the defense on the transport ship.

After all, they had somehow concealed the ship's reconnaissance and barged in without warning. It was a surprise attack, and they came prepared. The ship's regular combat personnel were caught off guard, and many were not in position. Therefore, in the early stages of the battle, the enemy would definitely have the upper hand.

However, it appears that the situation has been largely brought under control.

"Now the advantage is really in our hands. As long as we hold on, they will definitely be eliminated."

Lu Zhao followed the team led by Fatty Fang and charged towards the black ship in the middle. He no longer relied heavily on close combat, but instead used the firearms he had collected from the fallen veterans.

Even with his eagle eye and computing power, his marksmanship remains outstanding. He can exert tremendous pressure on the enemy simply by providing cover fire from the rear.

This way, he could take advantage of drinking the Qi-tonifying oral liquid to recover from the exhaustion of his previous battle with Lü Yang, preventing any unexpected situations from arising when the enemy had a final burst of energy.

Unlike gunfights between ordinary people, martial artists who have cultivated martial arts scriptures can adopt more aggressive combat methods even when using guns, resulting in better lethality.

"Come on! Hit me!"

He jumped onto the pile of rocks, raised his rifle, and fired a burst of shots, saying, "Let's see if your dad can dodge!"

Kara.

A heavy machine gun was set up on the opposite side of the street.

It would be foolish not to hide.

Lu Zhao's momentum remained undiminished, but his actions betrayed him. He cursed and then slipped back behind the cover.

There's no need to engage in a direct confrontation when facing heavy firepower.

"Well played."

Fatty Fang also hid back, surrounded by gunfire, and had to shout to speak, "After we get off the ship, we can appoint Doctor Feng."

Lu Zhao, who was changing a magazine, suddenly brightened up: "Skipping so many levels?"

"Killing Lü Yang is enough," Fatty Fang laughed. "I'll write you a report to claim credit."

Normally, the one who submits the report would be the direct supervisor, namely Dong Yijian. However, this is a special situation, and Old Dong is probably making a fortune somewhere else. Fatty Fang is his temporary supervisor.

Moreover, to put it bluntly, Dong Yijian's words certainly carry less weight than Fang Pangzi's, both in terms of position and background.

"Thank you, sir."

Hearing the heavy machine gun fire outside stop, Lu Zhao immediately perked up again and jumped back onto the pile of rocks to show off.

He did it on purpose. After all, he was of a higher level and had strong dynamic vision, making him less likely to be hit by sniper fire. By jumping up to attract the enemy's attention, he could make his comrades, such as Murong Can, safer.

Their local battlefield was just one corner of the entire battle. In other places, all the Qin army forces that were gradually gathering began to counterattack the place where the black ships had crashed, and the encirclement was gradually shrinking.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew up, and everyone couldn't help but look up.

There is no natural wind inside the light screen of the virtual sea ship, so this gust of wind must have come from some kind of human cause.

People soon found out, because the towering walls of fog dissipated with the strong winds, most likely indicating that the caster had been killed.

This change brought the entire battlefield to a standstill, but the fighting quickly resumed.

Swoosh.

The last enemy in front of them had half his head blown off by a sniper bullet.

"Check the battlefield, finish off the enemy, then stay put!"

Fatty Fang did not give the order rashly. He jumped onto the roof of a three-story building that still had some shape, stood on the eaves, and raised the binoculars.

He must first observe the situation before deciding on his next move.

Whoosh.

Lu Zhao also jumped up, holding half a telescope in his hand. Why half? Because it was originally a pair of binoculars, but one of them had been smashed.

The two of them looked towards the western part of the pavilion at the same time, because there was a miniature golden statue there, no longer as tall as three zhang, but still very attractive with its golden light.

"It seems that Commander Xin Li is also nearing his end."

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Lu Zhao took in the distant scenery through his binoculars, but he was not in a hurry.

Although Xin Li could no longer maintain his three-zhang golden body, at least four or five members of the Lü family with long, distinctive horns lay dead on the ruins around him.

Even if these four or five were only at the Transcendent Realm like Lü Yang, they would still be formidable forces in a group attack. Moreover, since they were able to participate in the core battlefield battles, their realms should be even higher. Yet, they were all killed at this moment.

The Azure Sea Guards are truly formidable.

With a turn of the lens, he saw Ji Ye and a dozen flying swords, as well as a white deer that had transformed into a puppet and was protecting him.

What?! The beautiful Bai Lu with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually a puppet?!

And Old Ji! You're all muscle, even stronger than Chen Qinhu, and you're the one who uses a flying sword?!

And you call the moves you're using now martial arts techniques?!

Lu Zhao was stunned. The flying swords were very small. After being thrown, they did not go straight, but drifted like autumn leaves in the wind. They were light and free, but their destructive power was very strong. The giant iron tower who was fighting against the old man retreated step by step and had to vomit blood as he retreated.

Is this really the same Old Ji I know? He doesn't seem like a grandmaster at all these days.

With strong figures like Xin Li and Ji Ye holding the line, the enemy's core fighting force has been almost completely wiped out.

"Hmph, with such meager strength, you dare to challenge us?"

Seeing that everyone was safe and sound and that the battle was nearing its end, Lu Zhao couldn't help but feel happy.

Fatty Fang remained serious: "It's not that the enemy is weak, it's that we are strong... Teaching martial arts to new recruits doesn't require an instructor with Mr. Ji's qualifications. A normal transport ship wouldn't have five Qingming Guards."

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Lu Zhao immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Could it be that everything today was part of a plan? Did they deliberately lure the black ship here? Probably not.

He removed his binoculars and looked at the countless corpses around him, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Before he could think further, he suddenly heard a series of booming sounds coming from the west.

Turning my head, I saw several figures leaping up and down the rooftops, some intact and some dilapidated.

Lu Zhao turned his lens and saw that the one chasing after him was the suspicious sorcerer Cen Lanqi.

As the sorcerer chased after them, he raised his hand and shot out a beam of light like a Kamehameha. If the Golden Finger technique was like a child urinating, then what he shot out was like a giant whale spouting water.

It is indeed very powerful.

In addition, there were four Qingming Guards assisting him.

So many experts were chasing one person, yet the figure being chased did not seem to be struggling to keep up.

He was agile, leaping and bounding, as if Qingling's movement technique had accelerated tenfold, constantly dodging attacks from behind. If he couldn't dodge one, he would slash it away with his sword.

What's even more baffling is that he dealt with the attack from behind using only one hand, because his other hand was dragging a light-forged chain, which was connected to a cube-shaped cage also made of golden light.

There seemed to be a person floating inside the cage.

Lu Zhao had a strange intuition that these people attacked the transport ship in order to capture this person in a cage.

He rotated the lens to look.

"Holy crap, Brother Wang?!"