Chapter 309 When a Lie Is Repeated for the Third Time, It Becomes True

"You really don't know what it means to be gentle and considerate."

After a while, Zhao Yingkong rubbed his still aching neck and complained to Yang Yun opposite him: "You actually hit me so hard when all the energy in my body has been consumed... Do you really want to kill me?"

"The body that has unlocked the fourth-order gene lock is not that fragile. Besides, I have already restrained some of my strength in the last blow."

Yang Yun sat on the sofa silently, recovering his true energy. After the spiritual light that had entered his body was taken back by Zhao Yingkong, Yang Yun's injuries were healed in almost an instant, and he also used his true energy mixed with life energy to treat Zhao Yingkong... Although the assassin girl was not injured except for the broken cervical vertebrae by the last blow.

Even though he had just won the battle with the main personality Zhao Yingkong in an almost complete victory, Yang Yun's expression was still serious.

Yang Yun knew very well that this was not a complete victory. What Zhao Yingkong showed now was not all her strength. When she was on that small island, she should have been in a violent state with black lines all over her body, forming a rune array. In this state, Zhao Yingkong should have been able to show her special control over energy, that is, her talent for absorbing energy.

Although it is unknown what the upper limit of Zhao Yingkong is, it is undoubtedly an ability that is not inferior to "annihilation". This ability seems to come from the genetic modification of the "empty" plan, which is independent of her spiritual light and complements each other.

Perhaps Zhao Yingkong is temporarily unable to use that power due to her long-term sleep, or perhaps she is afraid that she will fall into the demon again, or perhaps she feels that the two of them have not yet reached the point of life and death... But this is always a trump card that Zhao Yingkong has hidden.

Of course, Yang Yun also hid it.

But no matter what, victory is victory. Yang Yun won the battle and crossed the obstacle called the fourth-order gene lock, proving that as long as a person is strong enough, then non-fourth-order can completely defeat the fourth-order.

He won fairly, and even Zhao Yingkong had to admit it, and as the prize of the winner, he did get the initiative of this conversation.

——I am strong, but not strong enough, far from enough.

It is not surprising to defeat Zhao Yingkong, a main personality who is far from the best state. Her basic attributes are not even as good as mine. But the replica Zheng Zha is different. The man who crawled out of hell and turned into a demon not only has no weaknesses in frontal combat, but the controllability and practicality of Li Yan are far better than Annihilation.

After all, Zheng Zha himself admitted that his strength has increased by about three to five times compared with the Lord of the Rings period after overcoming his inner demons, and the record of Zheng Zha, who has "Hidden Dragon Transformation", and the replica Zheng Zha is 7 to 1,742, a despairing number.

Of course, perhaps due to Zheng Zha's rising strength, his "self in his heart" strength was also exaggerated, but it was not a big problem to regard the clone Zheng Zha as an enemy with the strength of the fourth-level intermediate... Even if he underestimated him, Yang Yun did not think that man's strength would be inferior to Xin Bian.

Zhao Yingkong rolled his eyes beautifully: "Well, maybe I should thank you for not completely breaking my neck with the last move, or not crushing my head, or even lifting my legs and tearing me in half like a chicken?"

"...What kind of weird idea is that?"

This time, it was Yang Yun's turn to roll his eyes: "I am a civilized person, and I am good at convincing people with reason. Violence is my last resort."

"Civilized person? Convincing people with reason?" Zhao Yingkong looked at Yang Yun curiously, as if he wanted to see the flowers on his face. Come: "Can all of you wise men talk nonsense so seriously? From your fighting style to the trash talk you spit out from time to time during the battle, which is enough to make people angry to death, how is it related to these two words?"

"If the reason doesn't make sense, use force to make it work." Yang Yun answered normally: "My words are to convince the other party. And my power is to make the other party sit down calmly and be convinced by me."

This sentence makes sense, but Zhao Yingkong, who has little contact with normal society, did not hear the hidden meaning in it, but just felt that something was wrong. However, Yang Yun started the next topic before she figured it out: "Let's talk business. For the upcoming team battle in the next horror movie, I need your strength."

"Need my strength? You have defeated me, but you still say you need my strength?"

Zhao Yingkong replied with some amusement: "Are you kidding me? This joke is not funny."

"Because in the team we are about to face, the Devil Team, there is an enemy that only you can deal with."

Yang Yun ignored Zhao Yingkong's words and went straight on: "This person, you must be familiar with him. He is the person you love the most, the one who killed Zhao Ruikong, and the one who entered the main god space before you. The one who always smiles and has the catchphrase "Little Apple"..."

"Don't say anymore."

With every extra word Yang Yun said, Zhao Yingkong's expression struggled more and more. In the end, her face was half smiling and half gritting her teeth, which looked really strange. And she closed her eyes, and it took a long time before she recovered her previous smile, but there was still a faint frost on her face.

This frost not only did not damage Zhao Yingkong's temperament, but also made her face look heroic. With the faint smile on Zhao Yingkong's face, she looked like a ripe iced apple, which made her look even more beautiful.

Yang Yun watched Zhao Yingkong barely recover to normal, and then said: "It seems that I didn't say the name of that person, which was a wise choice."

"There is no way, the scars left by those memories are too deep. Fortunately, you didn't say the name of that person directly, otherwise it would not be so easy to suppress her consciousness by force." Zhao Yingkong looked at Yang Yun helplessly: "But I should have thought of it earlier, even I entered the main god space, so how could he not enter... After all, he may be the strongest genius of the assassin family in the past thousand years."

"...But, if If it was him, then I understand why you came to me. "

Zhao Yingkong looked at Yang Yun again and said, "My fate and his have been intertwined for a long time. Maybe this is fate. But how do you know that he will stand on the opposite side of the Zhongzhou team next? The query function of the Lord God should not provide a query of specific members of the enemy team, right?"

This is also the point that Zhao Yingkong can't understand the most. Even if Yang Yun knew about her relationship with Zhao Zhuikong through Zhang Jie, she should not know that the Zhongzhou team will encounter Zhao Zhuikong in the next team battle.

-Speaking of which, this guy really doesn't understand the girl's heart at all. Not only did he peek at the girl's privacy, but he also came to her house and beat him up. Where in the world is there such a man? Fortunately, the secondary personality was still kind to him...

Just when Zhao Yingkong was so angry that his teeth were itching, this hateful man who had been stubborn since they met suddenly showed an apologetic expression and lowered his head to her: "Actually, what I said just now about Zhang Jie reading your mind was a lie. I would like to formally express my apologies to you."

This sudden action once again confused Zhao Yingkong. She quickly stretched out her hand to make a pause gesture: "Wait, wait, what do you mean... You said you lied to me just now?"

"That's right, Zhang Jie didn't read your memory, you don't have to worry about your privacy being leaked." Yang Yun replied.

"...Then how did you know about Ruikong and that man?"

"That's another story." Yang Yun raised his head and looked into Zhao Yingkong's confused eyes. He could see that this series of traps had already made this little girl with little experience fall into confusion: "Then, please allow me to introduce myself to you again."

"Yang Yun, a member of the Zhongzhou team, has returned since the end of the biochemical crisis."