fifth form

Chapter 3197 Miracles from High-Powered Electricity

"In my opinion, we should keep an eye on this bastard surnamed Zhao and beat him until he can't fight back. Then lock him up in an alloy cage. If he can come to his senses, he's a friend. If he can't, treat him like a ferocious beast and refine him completely to at least recover some materials!"

"Left Front Committee Member, be careful what you say!"

"Be careful what you say!"

"You surnamed Zuo, I suspect your thinking is flawed, and you may have fallen into a state of chaotic and confused cognition!"

"Cai Guoli, what do you mean by this!"

The response from Berehe was swift, with Zhong Rang, stationed there, reacting immediately.

Meanwhile, many seventh-sequence individuals also arrived quickly via aircraft.

The group held binoculars and continued to observe, occasionally offering their opinions.

"It's been a long time!"

Nearly forty minutes have passed since the time suddenly went out of control.

Zhang Xuezhou floated in the air without stopping, a skill that exceeded everyone's understanding of gene combat techniques. However, Zhao Tianhua also flew and chased after him without stopping, a situation that was indeed beyond the level of a normal seventh-sequence individual.

If Zhang Xuezhou had any unusual abilities, Zhao Tianhua definitely didn't.

Many of Zhao Tianhua's abilities originated from the laboratory, which also makes him seem unlike a seventh-sequence individual.

If Zhao Tianhua is classified as a ferocious beast, then the current classification is not problematic.

After recovering from his injuries, Zuo Lianguang spoke a few honest words, and was subsequently given instructions by Zhu Bufan, while Cai Guoli showed some hostility.

Cai Guoli had suffered a mental blow from the hairless tiger in Qinmeng, which caused him to become mentally confused and fall into chaos. It was only through Zhang Xuezhou's constant pulling that he was able to regain his senses.

Zhao Tianhua's departure from human form startled him, but knowing that Zhao Tianhua's loss of mental control was due to an experiment, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He also disagreed with treating Zhao Tianhua as a ferocious beast, and even clashed with Zuo Lianguang several times.

Zhong Rang gestured for everyone to be quiet, then pointed to Zhang Xuezhou, who was constantly fleeing through the air.

“Committee Member Zhang has already changed his gun once. He said that his ability to fight is limited and that he needs everyone’s help to subdue Zhao Tianhua,” Zhong Rang said. “Our premise for taking action is to subdue Old Zhao, not to kill him. Everyone must understand the difference!”

"It's difficult to launch an effective strike in this kind of collision, and it's even more difficult to hold back," Zhu Bufan said cautiously.

“We have a lot of people, and Committee Member Zhang has been keeping Zhao Tianhua occupied for nearly forty minutes. He must be exhausted,” Zhong Rang said.

“This isn’t a question of whether we hold back or not. Once you’ve entered the seventh sequence, who knows if you’ll be able to function normally a few years from now?” Cai Guoli said in a deep voice. “The only person who can pull you out of your twilight years will be Committee Member Zhang. Committee Member Zhang and Committee Member Zhao have always had a good relationship. He’s been trying his best to support Committee Member Zhao. If you’ve gone too far and ruined his plans, you’ll definitely annoy him!”

"I'm not afraid!"

Zuo Lianguang snorted, his voice lowering and no longer as harsh as before.

Many of my contemporaries have grown old and become kinder.

If these actions were taken in Zuo Lianguang's youth, they would seem like fussy and incapable of achieving great things, and would be looked down upon by the people of that time.

Zuo Lianguang covered his head, feeling that he was finding it difficult to adapt to this era after losing his memory.

It was as if he had just woken up and found that the only thing left in the world was his mind, which was stuck in the previous dynasty. The strict rules of the court were now loose and meaningless, and the dignity of class hierarchy had vanished without a trace. The upper class was no longer like the upper class, and the lower class was no longer like the lower class.

Zuo Lianguang possessed the arrogance of a high-ranking official in Xijing City. He felt a great sense of superiority over poor regional officials like Zhao Tianhua and Cai Guoli, and even more so for newcomers like Zhang Xuezhou who lacked a family history.

Without the management of the former prime minister Chang Kongluo, and without the control of General Zhou Xin, Zuo Lianguang still retained some of his free-spirited nature.

Regardless of each other's abilities, he held this deeply ingrained belief, which remained unchanged even after being beaten up.

Although he felt somewhat out of place, having once held a position in the imperial court, he wouldn't invite trouble upon himself. Whether the many people could make him submit to his wishes was another matter entirely. "You all take turns attacking, and pay attention to the body parts you choose!"

With a hint of resentment in his heart, Zuo Lianguang still displayed his proper strength when the sound came rapidly from high above.

His gaze wasn't fixed on Zhang Xuezhou, who was plummeting rapidly, but rather on Zhao Tianhua, who was three stories high.

The color of the ten fingers quickly turned bluish, the nails grew rapidly and became sharp, and a metallic bluish light appeared.

With a quick extension and retraction of his arm, Zuo Lianguang had already donned alloy claws on all ten of his fingers.

Compared to its power to pierce through all ten fingers, this alloy claw has a blade with a blood groove, which can directly 'tear off' a piece of flesh when it grabs an opponent.

This alloy hook is connected to the battery assembly inside his arm, and can also release high-voltage current in a short time.

This was originally a genetic weapon intended for use against ferocious beasts in Qinmeng, but it was ultimately used on Zhao Tianhua.

With a body as large as a small mountain, Zuo Lianguang closely followed Zhang Xuezhou. When they were still nearly twenty meters off the ground, Zuo Lianguang's body had already taken flight like an eagle.

Although he couldn't stay in the air for as long as Zhang Xuezhou and Zhao Tianhua, Zuo Lianguang's flying ability was still outstanding. Excluding opponents like Xu Lu, who was his natural counter, Zuo Lianguang didn't find the other seventh-sequence individuals difficult to deal with, and even Zhong Rang couldn't do anything to him.

As a flash of cold light appeared, Zuo Lianguang dodged Zhao Tianhua's massive body as it fell to the side, the hooks pulled by Zuo Lianguang's ten fingers had already caught on the giant membranous wings.

The sensation of striking the soft armor surged through Zuo Lianguang's mind. He squeezed with both hands, and the giant wing, which was over six meters long, was already pulled into his flesh.

In his normal killing style, his claw technique would have pierced through and torn downwards, then continuously slashed at the opponent's skeleton, causing intense pain. However, Zuo Lianguang forcefully stopped this behavior.

When he let go and the hawk flipped and shifted, Zuo Lianguang landed on an open space to the side.

Before he even landed, Zuo Lianguang felt as if his body had been pushed by something.

When Zuo Lianguang regained his footing, he noticed that there were more than ten black hairs on his back, like porcupine quills.

As a feeling of his body turning black and becoming numb surged through him, Zuo Lianguang couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Holding back in this kind of confrontation has a significant impact; it makes it difficult for him to coordinate such actions, and Zhao Tianhua's combat power in this form is extremely unpredictable.

As he swiftly plucked the sharp hairs from Zhao Tianhua's back, Zuo Lianguang quickly ran forward, moving away from him.

He had only run ten steps when he felt a strong wind coming from behind.

As his body instinctively dodged, Zuo Lianguang saw a fang nearly forty centimeters long fly forward.

The sounds of the ground collisions only became sharp and muffled at this moment.

"Zuo Lianguang, come back and give him a shock!"

Zhong Rang shouted with heavy breathing, and Zuo Lianguang groaned. He had intended to distance himself, but ultimately stopped.

"That bastard Zuo Denggao modified my car with super-powerful electricity, don't blame me for being ruthless if someone gets electrocuted!"

Before Zuo Lianguang's shout had even faded, he leaped into the air once more.

He didn't look for a new location; he simply bridged the wound he had created earlier.

A deadly blue arc of electricity erupted, and Zuo Lianguang felt his hands gripping the safety discharge port quickly go numb, leaving his mind blank.

He coughed up white foam from his throat, and his out-of-control body plummeted straight down.

The colossal, mountain-like body collapsed into view, and a trace of fear surfaced in Zuo Lianguang's almost frozen thoughts. The feeling of being instantly crushed by the Void Furnace surged back into his heart.

Just as he was about to think he would be crushed and sink into the soil, he saw the enormous body in his eyes rapidly shrink.