Number Three frowned.
He had initially thought that the punch just now would heavily injure Chen Jin Zhao.
To his surprise, Chen Jin Zhao merely patted the dust off his clothes and sprang back to life, making Number Three deeply aware of Chen Jin Zhao's troublesome nature.
While he was contemplating, Chen Jin Zhao had already appeared before Number Three.
What followed was a relentless barrage of punches, like mercury pouring from a spout, which brutally pulverized the biceps of Number Three's right arm, exposing the bare bone beneath the flesh and blood. Seeing this, Number Three quickly retreated. Chen Jin Zhao had crippled one of his arms this time, dealing him a severe blow.
Of course.
Chen Jin Zhao had also paid a heavy price.
A new scar adorned his forehead; Number Three's previous punch had nearly shattered his skull.
The two separated again. After examining his injuries, Number Three exhaled a breath of turbid air, "A centipede dies but never collapses."
"I'm still alive, are you disappointed?"
"I am indeed a bit disappointed," Chen Jin Zhao did not deny it.
Number Three burst into laughter, "Who do you think you are? You are not some high-and-mighty deity, just a very ordinary person. You will die too!"
Chen Jin Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled again, "Heh heh, but I think the one who dies first will be you."
Number Three could no longer feel pain, his entire focus now on killing Chen Jin Zhao.
Chen Jin Zhao was no different.
Their battle was like a collision of sparks against the earth, leaving Xu Jin Song, who watched from a distance, utterly stunned. His strength was utterly insignificant compared to theirs.
"Too strong..."
"Especially Candle Dragon. He just faced a life-or-death crisis a few days ago, and after only a brief rest, he's back on the battlefield. His strength must be even more terrifying now," Xu Jin Song murmured. Just then, Number Three suddenly shouted, "Number Four, act now! He is evenly matched with me. If you join the fray, you can tip the scales of victory and finish him off here."
Xu Jin Song's thoughts immediately snapped back to reality. He replied, "Alright!"
Chen Jin Zhao's heart sank.
As Number Three had said, if Xu Jin Song joined the battle, he would indeed be the deciding factor.
His situation was becoming increasingly dire.
With this thought, Chen Jin Zhao hardened his resolve, and at the cost of being hit squarely in the chest by Number Three's punch, he managed to sever two of Number Three's fingers.
Number Three's strength was further weakened.
Sometimes, losing the sense of pain was an advantage, but sometimes it could become a disadvantage.
For instance, Number Three now; he didn't react immediately after his two fingers were severed, but the blood loss gradually made him weaker.
At this moment.
Xu Jin Song roared, "Number Three, get out of the way and let me handle it!"
Number Three naturally trusted Xu Jin Song implicitly and immediately withdrew, intending to exit the battlefield. Chen Jin Zhao, however, could not allow Number Three to escape the center of the conflict, as it would give him an opportunity to recover and become even more difficult to deal with.
"Want to leave? No way!" Chen Jin Zhao drew his saber and charged forward.
Number Three's hair stood on end, and he thought to himself, "Damn it, I've clearly forgotten the sensation of pain, why do I still feel this tremor of dread?"
At the same time, Xu Jin Song joined the fray.
After a brief period of rest, Xu Jin Song had regained some strength and positioned himself between them, blocking Chen Jin Zhao's attack for Number Three.
Number Three breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xu Jin Song, "Hold him off for half a minute, just half a minute!"
"I understand!" Xu Jin Song nodded.
Chen Jin Zhao's brows were furrowed, his heart filled with rage, "Xu Jin Song, I spared your life earlier. Why are you still stubbornly obstructing me?"
Xu Jin Song gave a bitter smile, "I am just a dog of the Divine Kingdom. Whatever they tell me to do, I can only do it."
"In this life, one's fate is not entirely one's own."
Chen Jin Zhao said with regret, "You could have become a respected ace soldier, but you willingly degenerated into the enemy's pawn. I am very disappointed in you."
"I know..." Xu Jin Song sighed.
Number Three seized the opportunity to catch his breath and immediately found a fourth syringe, which he promptly injected into his muscle without delay.
Even if he died, he would kill Chen Jin Zhao.
For no other reason than to prove that he was not inferior to him, that was all.
Seeing that Xu Jin Song could no longer withstand Chen Jin Zhao's fierce assault, Number Three chose to rejoin the battle and said to Xu Jin Song, "Number Four, you step down. My strength has increased again, and I should be able to kill him now."
"Alright, then you must be careful," Xu Jin Song said.
Chen Jin Zhao gave Xu Jin Song no chance, and as he turned, Chen Jin Zhao suddenly launched an attack, hitting Xu Jin Song on the back with his palm.
Xu Jin Song was sent flying backward, his bones threatening to shatter.
Seeing this, Number Three was enraged and roared, "Chen Jin Zhao, your opponent is me! I'll play with you!"
Chen Jin Zhao frowned, his expression extremely grim.
If things continued at this pace, he would undoubtedly die at Number Three's hands. He could think of no counter-strategy, unless he could obtain the enhancement serum that Number Three was using.
Number Three's increased strength made it difficult for Chen Jin Zhao to contend.
He had never fought such a frustrating battle!
After a short while.
Chen Jin Zhao was steadily pushed back, cornered by Number Three.
Number Three laughed heartily, "Candle Dragon, you probably never imagined that one day you would die at my hands, did you?"
"You can die now!"
Number Three raised his massive fist, preparing to smash Chen Jin Zhao to death with a single blow.
Chen Jin Zhao was too exhausted to even lift his arm. His movements, in Number Three's eyes, were agonizingly slow!
Once again standing on the brink of death, Chen Jin Zhao did not know which way to turn.
The next moment.
Number Three's fist descended.
*Pfft*—
Chen Jin Zhao heard a strange sound and found that Number Three's fist was suspended in mid-air, not falling.
Number Three's face also contorted in disbelief.
It was only then that Chen Jin Zhao noticed half a blade tip protruding from Number Three's chest. Based on his experience, this blade had pierced his heart from the back. No matter how strong a person was, the heart was always their most vulnerable spot.
In other words, Number Three was not going to survive.
Chen Jin Zhao's expression suddenly became extremely complicated as he realized something.
Number Three slowly lowered his fist and slowly turned to look at the person who had stabbed him—Xu Jin Song.
Xu Jin Song was covered in blood. Seeing Number Three staring at him with a complex gaze, he sighed, "Number Three, I'm sorry. I, I don't want to be a dog of the Divine Kingdom. I just want to be a soldier. Guarding the borders and eliminating evil is my duty. I hope you can understand."
Number Three shook his head, "I don't blame you."
Now it was Xu Jin Song's turn to look surprised, even a little flustered, "You, why don't you blame me?"
If Number Three had blamed him, it would have made him feel a little better.
Blood continuously flowed from Number Three's mouth, unstoppable. He smiled faintly and said, "You know, I already suspected you would betray me. Just now, I sensed danger. If you hadn't acted, I would have killed Chen Jin Zhao. But after you made your move, I abandoned that plan."
"You must understand, even in my current state, I still have the ability to kill Chen Jin Zhao."
"I didn't do it. Do you know why?"