"Zheng 'er, how did you obtain such power?”
In the end, Lady Zhao could no longer suppress her curiosity. The current Ying Zheng had changed so much that she could hardly recognize him. If one did not look at his appearance, who would believe that he was just an eight-year-old child?
"Mother, there's no need to ask!" Ying Zheng immediately cut off Lady Zhao's idea,""This is my secret. In the future, if there is a chance, I will naturally let mother know. It's not time yet!"
At this point, Ying Zheng's ears twitched slightly. After killing the five wolves and absorbing their power, he had cultivated the Son of Heaven's True Qi. Immediately, Ying Zheng felt that his five senses had become much sharper.
At the entrance not far away, there were two guards talking softly.
"Who exactly is this Ying Zheng? He's only eight years old. How can he be so powerful? Let's hurry up and leave. Eighth Brother, what are you still standing there for? Let's hurry up and leave!”
"I'm not leaving. I'm going to kill him!"
"You're crazy. You can't kill him. Go, go quickly!”
……
Retracting his gaze, Ying Zheng's gaze fell on Lady Zhao once again. With a faint smile, he said slowly,""Mother, don't be impatient. I'll be back soon!”
Shua!
Ying Zheng's body flashed, but his speed was unbelievably fast.
Naturally, the Son of Heaven's Vital Energy flowed into his legs. In an instant, Ying Zheng felt his entire body become much lighter, as if he was stepping on a strong wind.
This was the nobility of the Son of Heaven's Genuine Qi. It was not any Qinggong, but a simple usage of it, yet it had already achieved such terrifying speed.
Shua!
While Zhao Laoqi and the bow-wielding guard were still talking, a figure suddenly flashed before their eyes. After that, Ying Zheng transformed and appeared in front of the two guards who released the wolves.
"You…"
The two guards gripped their spears tightly. For some reason, the moment Ying Zheng appeared in front of them, they felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, and the hairs on their bodies began to stand on end.
When did it appear?
They couldn't react at all. Their pupils constricted. Even their father, who had a deep hatred in his heart, was also terrified at this moment.
"You want to kill me?" Ying Zheng's voice was neither warm nor angry, as his eyes swept across the two guards one by one.
Zhao Laoqi subconsciously took a step back. Although his voice was loud, it was also filled with fear." What do you want to do!?!"
"The people who came here to take your lives." Ying Zheng's voice was calm as he pulled out his dagger. The cold air was so cold that it made Zhao Laoqi's legs go weak again.
"Brat, you are from the State of Qin!" The bow-wielding guard, Old Eighth, licked his lips fiercely, stared at Ying Zheng and said in a sinister tone,""Your Qin people have killed so many of our people, I want to kill you!“
"Oh?" Ying Zheng's gaze fell on Eighth Brother, and he said in a leisurely voice,""My Qin country and your Zhao country have started a war. On the battlefield, victory and defeat have already been decided. If Zhao country hates Qin country, they should also seek revenge on the battlefield.”
Eighth Brother was slightly stunned when he heard that. Then, he gritted his teeth and said,"So what? You Qin people slaughtered my Zhao people. Hmph, my father and son died in battle at Changping. So what if you bullied your orphans and widows? I don't care. I have nothing left, so what do I care?”
Speaking up to this point, deep in the eyes of the Eighth Brother, a ball of intense hatred flashed. He grabbed the spear and thrust it towards Ying Zheng's heart. This move was fast and ruthless. This Eighth Brother had been on the battlefield before, and his moves were fast and ruthless. Clearly, he was trying to kill Ying Zheng.
"Humph!"
Ying Zheng's gaze was cold, and his killing intent was fluctuating. He turned sideways to avoid the spearhead, and grabbed the spear with his five fingers. With a slight force, five clear fingerprints were left on the spear in an instant.
The guard pulled back with both his hands, and he immediately felt that the spear did not move at all. It was like a mountain, unable to move at all.
"What, what kind of power is this!"
Although he knew that Ying Zheng had killed five Zhongshan wolves, at this moment, he truly experienced Ying Zheng's power, the power that made him despair.
The night was very cold, and so was the armor.
The chill penetrated through his cotton clothes and made the guard shiver. What kind of power was this? He couldn't move even when he used all his strength.
Eight years old.
He was only eight years old.
Was this true?
The other guard, Zhao Laoqi, took in a breath of cold air. His muscles tensed up and his eyes were filled with intense fear. He knew his friend's strength. He was also an expert in the military camp. His strength was shocking and he had never lost to anyone in arm-wrestling.
If not for this, how could his companions have fought their way back to Handan, the capital of Zhao State, in the Battle of Changping? Because of his bravery, the army not only pardoned his crimes, but also rewarded him with ten bolts of cloth.
Compared to his companions, he was far inferior.
However, the scene in front of him shocked him completely. His friend's spear was actually grabbed by an eight-year-old child and could not move.
Even if he used all his strength, he did not move at all.
Was this young man really only eight years old?
Pa!
Right at this moment, Ying Zheng exerted a little force with his palm, and the spear snapped into two. Then, with a wave of his palm, the spear shot out in an instant, piercing into his father's chest.
The moment the spear was broken, Old Eighth hurriedly let go and wanted to dodge immediately. The speed of the spear was too fast, so sharp that it pierced through his chest. The terrifying force pushed his body back continuously. His huge body was nailed to the pillar with a bang.。
Thump!
A soft voice that sounded like a death talisman rang out. The Eighth Guard's pupils gradually dilated and his mouth opened slightly. His eyes were filled with fear and endless regret. He should not have provoked the youth in front of him.
Pa! Pa!
Ying Zheng clapped his hands lightly, but the expression in his eyes was extremely indifferent. No matter what the other party's purpose was, if they wanted to kill him, they deserved to die a thousand deaths.
"You!"
The other guard, Zhao Laoqi, had been brothers with Old Eighth for many years. At this moment, when he saw his brother die tragically in Ying Zheng's hands, he was so angry that his hair stood on end as he rushed up with a long spear in his hand, and shouted angrily,""Damn it! You actually dared to kill Eighth Brother.”
With the spear in his hand, he pointed it at Ying Zheng's throat, emitting a cold light.
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