“Damn…”

“Shit…”

Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin were instantly eroded by this tremendous pain until their minds went completely blank. Although they could still feel their legs’ existence, all they felt was excruciating pain.

Nearby, residual electric sparks were still crackling. The two could only clench their teeth and crawl in opposite directions.

While crawling toward the edge of the room, Qiao Jiajin said with a completely serious expression: “Big Guy, you recover slowly… I’m a bit tired, I’m going to rest over there first.”

“Tattoo Boy, don’t run… damn…” Zhang Shan was drenched in sweat from the pain. His “Heaven’s Vigorous Movement” was several seconds slow before it gradually began to take effect. “This place is only so big—where are you going to rest?”

The two felt their legs gradually recovering from complete numbness, though the restoration still brought intense pain.

“Damn… I kind of miss ‘not knowing pain’…” Qiao Jiajin said.

Zhang Shan felt that his “Heaven’s Vigorous Movement” was recovering more slowly than usual—the degree of injury to his legs must have far exceeded his imagination.

At this moment, both legs had completely turned to charcoal. Whether flesh, blood, or bones, the difficulty of recovery was much greater than usual.

But what exactly had just happened?

Qinglong had been perfectly fine, yet suddenly voluntarily withdrew his “Soul-Snatching”… Could his ability have some limitation, unable to simultaneously display two types of “Echo”?

The two crawled to positions near the wall and turned their heads back, just in time to see Qinglong standing in place, his entire body pitch-black, emitting grayish-black smoke.

If the two hadn’t dodged to the sides at the critical moment just now, the ones completely blackened would have been them.

“Big Guy…” Qiao Jiajin leaned against the wall, also drenched in sweat on his forehead, speaking through clenched teeth. “Quick, quick, quick, go kick him. Little Green looks like he’d shatter with one kick right now.”

“I need to rest for a bit.”

The thick smoke on Qinglong’s body began to grow even denser, and his body also began to tremble slightly. The speed of recovery seemed very fast.

Qiao Jiajin looked at his own legs. Zhang Shan was indeed also working hard to mobilize his “Conviction.” At this moment, both feet had gradually begun to recover.

If things continued this way…

“Damn…” Qiao Jiajin was startled. “Big Guy… something’s not right.”

“What’s not right?” Zhang Shan said. “They’re already recovering… Don’t rush… It probably won’t take long…”

“No, no, no…” Qiao Jiajin tried hard to move his body, saying with difficulty, “Big Guy… we can’t recover like this… If we continue this way, both you and I will die…”

“Then what do we do?”

“Don’t worry about the other leg…” Qiao Jiajin stared at his own legs and said, “Try to only recover one leg. That way, we’ll be much faster than him.”

After hearing this, Zhang Shan was startled: “Only recover one leg? What are you planning to do?”

“I’m going to kick him.”

“Huh?” Zhang Shan was stunned. “Wait… what do you mean by kick him?”

Qiao Jiajin looked at Zhang Shan with a completely serious expression. After a few seconds of silence, he gestured with his hands as he answered: “So-called ‘kicking,’ means I’ll lift my leg, exert force with my thigh, then have my knee drive my lower leg, and finally use the sole of my foot to make contact with Little Green’s buttocks, causing him some damage.”

“Have you always been this insufferable?” Zhang Shan frowned.

“Yes, I get beaten often.”

Although somewhat speechless at Qiao Jiajin’s train of thought, Zhang Shan knew time was of the essence. He hurriedly re-mobilized his “Conviction,” placing all his attention on his right leg. Now he could only hope that Qiao Jiajin indeed had some martial technique that could be performed with just one leg.

The recovery of their left legs indeed slowed down in a short time, while their right legs visibly recovered rapidly. Large amounts of flesh began to regenerate, meridians began to reorganize beneath the skin like worms, and an abnormal painful sensation also began to spread through their right legs.

While enduring the sensation from his leg, Qiao Jiajin took this opportunity to size up the Qinglong before him.

There didn’t seem to be much of a “brain” in this room at the moment. To defeat this monster even more formidable than the “Terminator” using only “fists” seemed a bit far-fetched.

“Wait…” Qiao Jiajin’s mind turned, and he indeed discovered where the problem lay.

Why was Qinglong so calm about letting the lightning strike his entire body…?

Didn’t his back have “eyes”?

It seemed to be the same when fighting with Xuanwu. Qinglong was like a crazed wild dog—not only did he not care about all the weak points on his body, he didn’t even care about the location of his injuries.

He hadn’t observed that battle to the end and didn’t know how Xuanwu and Qinglong’s fight concluded, but judging from this situation… Qinglong should have been completely unharmed, right?

“The situation seems a bit troublesome…”

Qiao Jiajin discovered that his foot and lower leg had already recovered completely. He hurriedly took the opportunity to move his upper body.

Just now, the two had almost exhausted all their killing moves, but Qinglong could always dissolve them with cunning techniques. Each of his moves and stances seemed to want to take the opponent’s life. Ordinary boxing or martial arts training wouldn’t practice this kind of technique.

So just as he himself said, his combat ability was honed after experiencing many actual battles. Now he could combine his own “Echo” to launch various offensives against the two. If they didn’t kick him to pieces now, the upcoming battle would be even more difficult.

The two looked at Qinglong and found that his recovery strategy seemed somewhat different from theirs.

He hadn’t chosen to independently recover his arms or legs, but was instead comprehensively recovering all parts of his body. Many intact pieces of flesh began to appear on his limbs, torso, and head block by block. His entire body at this moment was like black paper with white ink dripped on it.

“Damn, he looks like a dalmatian…”

One of Qinglong’s eyes also recovered at this moment and began to scan the two left and right. But his body still seemed unable to move, and his mouth hadn’t recovered either. However, at this rate, before long the two would be killed by him without any ability to fight back.

What he wanted wasn’t “parts,” but a “whole” capable of combat.

“Damn… quick, quick, quick…” Qiao Jiajin endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up supporting himself against the wall. “Big Guy… don’t lose focus… concentrate, is my thigh really that hard to recover?”

“Damn… aren’t your demands a bit too high… This is my first time recovering from this kind of injury…” Zhang Shan closed both eyes and fully spread out his “Conviction.”

He wanted to win. All the failures he had experienced, all the corpses he had witnessed in two cities—it was all for this moment of victory.

Qiao Jiajin’s thigh instantly began to fully regenerate in a short time. The long-lost sense of strength had all returned.

He crouched slightly, testing the condition of his right leg, and couldn’t help but come up with a plan.

When it came to other strategies, he might be completely clueless, but when it came to fighting, this time could probably be considered a clever trick.