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nChapter 82: Run Fast, He’s Going Crazy Showing Off!

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nThe moment the Tanks charged straight at Lu Ming, this place became the focal point of the battlefield.

nEverything seemed to slow down.

nWhether it was Sima Xiao, the other three Tanks, Lian Jie and Simba, who had hidden themselves, or Wang Xiong, Zhang Chengcheng, and the others in the gathering place, they were all staring intently!

nThis was because the outcome of the battle between Lu Ming and the Level 4 Zombie King could, to some extent, decide everything!

nCloser…

nThe Tank was getting closer and closer to the Swordstorm…

n“Yes, that’s it!”

n“My guards, stop him and tear him apart!”

nSima Xiao’s face was filled with madness, his eyes turning red.

n“Brother Lu, don’t fail!”

nWang Xiong and the others prayed crazily in their hearts.

n“My Brother Lu is my Brother Lu…”

nZhang Chengcheng’s eyes were filled with affection. She only focused on Lu Ming’s strong and agile figure and did not pay attention to the outcome of the battle between Lu Ming and the Tank—because in her eyes, the outcome was clear, wasn’t it?

n‘just how strong is that monster?”

nHidden in a building, Lian Jie and Simba peeped out sneakily through the window gap. Once Lu Ming showed any sign of weakness, the two vultures would definitely change their wretched appearance and rush up to tear a piece of meat off Lu Ming’s body!

nUntil the Tank successfully charged to the edge of the storm.

nIt let out a powerful roar, and the pink muscles on its entire body bulged. Its already mountain-like body expanded again.

nLifting its hands, it focused on the edge of the storm.

nAs the blade came closer and closer, the Tank suddenly squatted to lower its center of gravity while extending its hands, preparing to use its hands to fiercely block the blade and disrupt the storm’s momentum.

nIn terms of decision-making, this was not a big problem.

nAlthough a Tank’s intelligence was not high, its combat instinct was still terrifying.

nThe only problem was that the Tank had underestimated the power of Lu Ming’s sword swing!

nJust as the Tank was about to reach the blade with its bare hands…

nLu Ming increased his strength by five times…

n“Hmph.”

nWith the intention of conserving his stamina and not getting dizzy, Lu Ming’s rotational speed was only maintained at about one-tenth of his maximum speed.

nWhen he saw the Tank charging towards him, Lu Ming thought for a moment and realized that one-tenth of the strength might have a risk of going off course. So he adjusted his strength to half of his full power.

nThe sudden increase in rotation speed caught the Tank completely off guard!

nIt watched as the enormous blade swiftly passed through its still-unclasped hands and sliced through its body like a hot knife cutting through butter.

nEverything was progressing too quickly.

nIt was so fast that the Tank could not react in time.

nIts right hand heavily slapped against the blade while roaring excitedly.

nThe roar seemed to be saying, “Look! This is bare-handedly facing the blade! I caught him!”

nFrom the corner of his eye, he could faintly see Sima Xiao’s despairing gaze.

nThe pain made the Tank shudder.

nIt suddenly realized something…

nIt had lost all feeling below his chest…

nAlso, I had clearly blocked the large sword. Why didn’t the storm dissipate?

nThe even more turbulent winds swept away all the thoughts of the Tank.

nAll the onlookers could see was the Tank, left with only one hand, its head, and a small portion of its upper body, being lifted high by the storm. A large amount of blood and minced flesh stripped away from its already mangled body, flying in all directions with the turbulent wind.

nAnd Sima Xiao, who was right in front, bore the brunt of it. The Tank’s debris smacked him in the face.

nInstant kill.

nYes, a one-hit kill!

nThere was no second possibility, nor would there be one. After all, this was a full 4-5 times difference in all attributes! This gap was probably comparable to that between a healthy adult male and a one-year-old baby.

nOr perhaps even greater!

nSima Xiao was thoroughly stunned this time.

nEven with blood and flesh smeared on his face, Sima Xiao could not stop himself from muttering in confusion.

n“How is this possible?”

n“This is impossible, right?!”

n“What’s happened to this world?”

n“That’s a Tier 4 Tank… In terms of physical strength, it’s a Tank that’s physically stronger than me…”

nNanxiang did not have a Tier 5.

nHowever, there was a monster that could instantly kill a Tier 4 Tank!

nDoes that make sense?

nIt doesn’t make sense at all!

nUntil the turbulent gusts of wind awakened Sima Xiao’s sanity.

nHe looked at Lu Ming who was getting closer and closer,

nA shrill “Ah” rang out.

nIt emitted a terrified scream, almost like that of a little girl!

nThe moment the tank was instantly torn apart by Lu Ming, the entire battlefield seemed to have paused.

nEveryone and the zombies watched in a daze as half of Tank’s body flew into the sky and the other half fell to the ground. Then, they looked at the rapidly accelerating storm…

nUntil another “Ah” broke out.

nSima Xiao’s voice changed in pitch as he screamed, bringing everyone back to their senses.

nEveryone in the shelter heaved a sigh of relief.

nThere was no need to say more.

nThe situation had stabilized.

nThe Tanks and zombies let out even more ferocious roars.

nThese mindless fools actually did not know fear. Bloodthirst and brutality had already seeped into their bones.

nEven though the Tank’s death had proven Lu Ming’s strength, they still had no concept of escaping.

nAnd this suited the Devourers just fine.

n“Charge! Everyone, get him!!”

nAfter screaming, Sima Xiao immediately regained his composure.

nWith a red face, it issued an order to all the zombies to surround and kill Lu Ming, while its eight tentacles waved wildly, pulling it back frantically.

nWhere could it run to?

nII had no idea.”

nHowever, running was the right thing to do, the further away from that monster, the better, there was no need to think about anything else.

nIn a certain building.

nSimba waved its tentacles and pulled the curtains shut in one go.

nTurning to look at the trembling Lian Jie, Simba said, “Stop looking and run! He’s crazily showing off!”

n“If we don’t run now, we’re done for!”

nLian Jie nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

nHe could not help but feel grateful to Simba.

n“Brother, you’re clever. You’re much smarter than that Sima Xiao…”

nFrom the corner of his eye, he saw Sima Xiao escaping.

nLu Ming immediately chased after it!

nThis Devourer was one Lu Ming had not seen before.

nBut it sure know how to show off.

nStanding at the center position during a battle clearly indicated that it was the mastermind behind the awakening of the zombie horde this time—Lu Ming thought, anyone else could run, but not you!

nSince he was already here…

nThe Devourer was actually very fast. After all, it had eight more tentacles than other zombies.

nAt this moment, Sima Xiao was focused on running away. Lu Ming actually realized that he could not catch up to it.

nAfter thinking about it, Lu Ming decided to dispel the Swordstorm.

nStanding amidst the pile of broken corpses and looking at Sima Xiao’s receding figure in the distance, Lu Ming took a deep breath.

nJust then, there was a loud bang.

nHe shot into the sky like a rocket!

nThe 40-meter-long sword did not glow under the dim sunlight, but the bloodstains on the blade added a touch of domineering to the weapon!

nHe did not know how high he had jumped.

nAll he knew was that when he came crashing back down with a loud “boom,” he was already in front of Sima Xiao!

nLooking at the figure in front of him holding a large sword, Sima Xiao knelt down without a word!

n“Big Brother, I was wrong. Spare me..”

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