Chapter 93 The Battle of the Enemy
"It's amazing, Zhang Zhijun, your speed has exceeded my expectations!" Just as Zhang Zhijun helped Smog up, Gester had already stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. It was obvious that Zhang Zhijun's previous kick did not hurt him much!
"So strong!" Looking at Gaster's appearance at this moment, Zhang Zhijun said secretly, took out some urgent treatment medicine from his arms and stuffed it into Smoger's hand, "You go and treat the injury first, and then come here. It's no problem to leave it to me!"
As soon as Zhang Zhijun handed the medicine to Smog, Gester attacked at a very fast speed. Zhang Zhijun immediately pulled out the Minghong sword and met him.
"Sure enough, your growth is really terrifying. You are worthy of being the one who killed the Tianlong people!" Gaster said coldly.
"The same is true for you. I didn't expect that with such powerful power, you can still keep such a low-key. You are really a guy who is scary just thinking!" Zhang Zhijun responded coldly to Gaster.
"Then let us guys who make our opponents afraid of the winner. I won't hold back!" Gaster said seriously.
"Just to my wish!"
"Haha, arrogant boy, I like you more and more!" Geist bounced away Zhang Zhijun with force, and at the same time he saw him holding Beidou in a strange position.
"Take it, Beidou slash in one move!" The Beidou in Geist's hand emitted a black light, and a black slash wave attacked Zhang Zhijun.
"Fight, man!" Zhang Zhijun also roared angrily. Minghong Knife felt the power emitted by the Beidou sword, and responded to Zhang Zhijun, flashing a dazzling red light.
In an instant, the two red and black lights slash waves collided with each other, making a loud noise.
"Uh!" Smog, who was treating the wound, quickly used the power of smoke to wrap himself up. "These two guys are so perverted. This power is simply comparable to the devil fruit ability of the natural system!"
The two men who used this powerful force were now fighting in the thick smoke.
"Hehe, interesting, interesting, Zhang Zhijun, you really make me more and more interested!" Gaster smiled happily.
"The same goes for you!" Zhang Zhijun also said with a smile, but he lost slightly compared to Gaster, and felt a little suppressed by him.
With a crisp sound of "Clang!", Zhang Zhijun separated from Gester again.
"Zhang Zhijun, get out of here!" The moment Zhang Zhijun and Geist separated, they heard Smog's scream.
"Uh!" Without any hesitation, Zhang Zhijun jumped aside with all his strength.
"The greatest strength, white fist!" Just as Zhang Zhijun dodged, Smoger's right hand turned into a huge smoke-shaped white fist attacked Gaster again.
"Have you been taught enough? Let's see if I cut off your hand!" Geist snorted coldly, and once again attached the Beidou and slashed towards Baiquan.
"Ha!" Seeing Gaster slashing, Smog smiled instead, and his figure turned into smoke and disappeared in an instant.
"Haha, it turns out that this kid is not using white fist, but white vines!" Zhang Zhijun immediately understood the intention when he saw Smog who had turned into smoke on his body.
"Uh!" Gaster immediately realized something was wrong. He slashed with one knife, and Smog actually turned into smoke and all the smoke spread out. His sword was like he didn't cut anything.
The smoke that Smog turned into moved forward quickly and instantly wrapped around Gaster.
"Haha, you can't do anything now!" The smoke wrapped in Gester immediately turned into Smog. He grabbed Gester's hand with one hand and held Gester's neck with the other hand, pressing him to the ground.
"You're still a little arrogant!" Gaster, who was pressed down by Smog, smiled instead of anger.
"No, Smog retreated soon!" Zhang Zhijun shouted immediately.
"It's too late!" Before Smog could react, Gest's left and right side, who was not caught by Smog, suddenly attacked him. He grabbed Smog's neck and shook Smog with force. He pushed him to the ground with the opportunity, and this attack also added an armed domineering aura.
"Uh!" Smoger only felt a whole body hit by a shock, and immediately his throat became sweet and he vomited a lot of blood.
"Smog!" Zhang Zhijun shouted and rushed over with the Minghong sword. Geist smiled slightly, threw Smog aside, and immediately met with the Beidou.
"Damn it, I want to kill you!" Seeing that Smog was already unconscious and his life and death were unknown, Zhang Zhijun began to get angry. The anger caused his speed and strength to increase significantly, making Gaster unable to resist it.
"Uh, I didn't expect that your anger was so strong. I knew I should have attacked Smog earlier!" Gaster said with a happy smile.
"Damn it, I want you to regret it!" Geist's words undoubtedly increased Zhang Zhijun's anger again. Now he had no hidden power, which increased the domineering aura in his whole body. Even the domineering aura of the king color erupted.
"Uh! You actually have the qualifications of a king!" Gaster was also shocked by Zhang Zhijun's changes.
But Zhang Zhijun did not give him more time to surprise. Zhang Zhijun, who had used all his strength, moved his body quickly and immediately appeared in front of Gester, and Minghong's sword immediately slashed at him.
With a loud "bang!", although Zhang Zhijun's sword was blocked by Gester quickly with Beidou, his powerful force still shocked the two of them backwards.
"Uh, it's so terrible. The frontal blow made my hands numb!" Feeling the discomfort coming from the hand holding the knife, Gaster said secretly.
"It's not over yet, the highest secret of shaving - instant!" Zhang Zhijun, who was shocked back, said lightly, suddenly stabilized his body in the air, and then disappeared immediately.
"What!" Seeing that Zhang Zhijun suddenly disappeared and even his eyes could not see where he was running, Gaster was immediately shocked. At this moment, he suddenly felt a powerful force behind him attacking.
Without any hesitation, relying on his domineering attitude to give himself the function of predicting danger, Gaster immediately avoided the side.
"Uh!" Without Geist's feeling, Zhang Zhijun had already come behind him at that moment and immediately launched an attack on him. Fortunately, Geist reacted too quickly, otherwise he would have been seriously injured even if he was killed by such a knife. But even so, he was still injured by Zhang Zhijun's knife and started to flow continuously!
"You actually avoided it, but you won't be so lucky next time!" Zhang Zhijun said coldly as he looked at Gaster.
Looking at his injured left hand, Gaster was stunned for a moment, and then began to laugh wildly, "Hahaha, Zhang Zhijun, you are really interesting, you are really worthy of being my strong enemy!"
"Have you finished talking nonsense? After you finish speaking, be ready to die!" Zhang Zhijun struck the knife in his hand and prepared to attack again.
"Haha, sorry, I don't plan to die yet!" Gaster said with a relaxed look on his face, "You can't kill me right away, but if you don't go to save Smog immediately, he will really die!"
"Uh!" Zhang Zhijun immediately calmed down when he heard this. He observed Smoge who was lying beside him with his domineering aura. He was indeed not dead, but he was still dying.
"Haha, go and treat him quickly, otherwise I won't be fun if I kill him!" Gaster said lightly, then took out a pack of medicine from his body and threw it into Zhang Zhijun's hand. "Here, this is an emergency medicine. Take it to save him quickly. With your treatment methods, there will be no problem!"
After looking at the things in his hand, Zhang Zhijun, who was familiar with common sense of rescue, immediately recognized what it was and asked coldly: "Why!"
"Haha, because he regards you as his old enemies. Life is so boring without you. I was injured Smog before to stimulate your strength, but I didn't expect that I could not bear this result. I lost this duel!" Gaster said lightly, "Go and save Smog, otherwise it would be too late!"
Zhang Zhijun took a look and confirmed that Geest had no murderous aura on his body now, so he ran to Smog to treat him.
"Haha, Zhang Zhijun, wait. I believe we will meet again next time. You must become stronger as soon as possible. I will also speed up and become stronger. By the way, your organization is the same. I am full of expectations!" Just as Zhang Zhijun was treating Smog, Gester had already stepped forward to wake up all the pirates who had been knocked out by Zhang Zhijun and the others, and left with a smile.
"Damn it!" Zhang Zhijun wanted to stop it, but now he is in the important stage of treating Smog, so Zhang Zhijun had to grit his teeth and hold it back. However, he thought about it, it would be good to have such a terrible enemy, at least he could continue to urge himself to make progress.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhijun felt relieved and quietly treated Smoge's injuries...
"Uh, Zhang Zhijun..." During Zhang Zhijun's treatment, Smoge gradually regained consciousness.
"Don't move, I'll treat you right away, stay quietly!" Seeing that Smog regained consciousness and wanted to get up, Zhang Zhijun immediately intervened.
"Zhang Zhijun, where is Gester!" Smog immediately lay down and didn't move, but his mouth did not stop.
"He's gone..." Zhang Zhijun briefly said what happened while treating Smog.
"I didn't expect that guy was still so difficult to deal with. I'm so sorry Zhang Zhijun, I almost became your burden and dragged you down!" Smog said apologetically.
"Who said that we are comrades-in-arms, and whoever drags down those who are? Remember that those who are comrades-in-arms must share life and death!" Zhang Zhijun said seriously to Smoge.
"Yeah!" Smoger didn't say anything, but he was already very moved.
"Okay, get up. I have to say that Guest's medicine is pretty good. You should be able to exercise now. As long as it is not intense, it will be fine!" Zhang Zhijun patted Smoger's shoulder and smiled.
"Uh!" Smog stood up as Zhang Zhijun said, and there was indeed no pain. "Haha, it's pretty good!"
"Let's go and see if our boat is still there!" Zhang Zhijun smiled slightly, and the two walked towards the island.
Chapter completed!