The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1176 Strong Enemy
"The old man is very good at hiding his true intentions!"

After the initial shock, Chang Qingsheng had very mixed feelings. Elder Zong's strength was definitely not as he had guessed. In a duel between experts, speed is the invincible killing weapon.

Faster than slow, it's unbearable to watch!
When the speed difference between two people is huge, the slower one is left with no chance of being beaten. The old man who usually seems slow and deliberate can actually float around like a ghost.

Zhang Su's speed is undoubtedly the fastest among the humans on Tianma Island. Without using any cold energy, he actually couldn't touch Elder Zong's black robe with just his physical strength!

The white mist only covered a little over five meters, a limitation that had always been difficult to break through. Within this range, he could clearly grasp Elder Zong's movements, but that was at the level of consciousness; his body could hardly keep up.

To say there's a huge difference wouldn't be!
Both of them were very agile and quick-witted. The cars in the parking lot would pose some obstacles to them, but they would not be an obstacle to their run.

During the journey, all kinds of obstacles had already been taken into account. If he could still trip over the car, he would be sleeping in the satellite village at the foot of the mountain right now.

The sounds of footsteps pounding on vehicles were incessant, but no one was deliberately causing damage.

The ghostly black robe moved swiftly through the gaps, so fast that Elder Zong's face was no longer visible; only strands of white hair fluttered in the air.

Zhang Su made full use of the white mist's ability to foresee opportunities, constantly guarding against the opponent's attacks, but it wasn't very effective in pursuing them; this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Some people might panic here, unable to catch up with the enemy even if they kick their legs until sparks fly, so what's the point of fighting? But Zhang Su is not worried. The stronger the Elder Zong is, the more excited he becomes!
For a full minute, they were locked in a chase, but Elder Zong showed no sign of making a move. While Zhang Su was testing Elder Zong, Elder Zong was also assessing the strength of the young man before him.

"No wonder this guy said there was nowhere he could be kept here; his agility, his speed..."

Zhang Su sighed inwardly amidst the battle. This was the first time he had encountered an enemy he couldn't even touch, and it was a human being at that. Unfortunately, the enemy just wouldn't attack, leaving him no chance to defend or counterattack.

Zhang Su wasn't the only one surprised; after the commotion subsided, most people on Tianma Island woke up, though none came closer to watch.

From a distance, the impact of the speed can be reduced appropriately, and people will make a comparison. The leader is chasing after the "black and white cloth" with his weapon, while the "black and white cloth" being chased is elusive and cannot be hit at all. This "black and white cloth" is strong!
Chen Hanzhou was not at the camp. Tachibana Mai Sakura, whose strength was comparable to his, quietly arrived at the parking lot, holding a short katana tightly in her hand, her eyes darting between "Black and White Cloth" and Chang Qingsheng.

She was eight meters away from Chang Qingsheng, who was shrouded in white mist. If he dared to make any move, he would surely strike with lightning speed.

Human hearts and nature cannot withstand the test. Who knows if Chang Qingsheng will turn against them?
Elder Zong's evasion was exquisite. His footwork was quite sophisticated and others couldn't see through it, but Zhang Su, who was fighting, could discern the clues through the white mist. His strange way of channeling power looked awkward, but it allowed him to start at a faster speed.

Not only has the speed been improved, but it can also turn in very extreme situations, which must be the result of years of accumulation.

"I'm not as good as him at using my body!"

Zhang Su was not discouraged, because he was not a martial arts master to begin with. He was a self-taught martial artist, and there were many people whose moves were more exquisite than his. Hong Laosi, Zhao Kongkong, Ju Wuying, and even Chang Qingsheng probably knew more than him!
Despite his skillful maneuvering, Elder Zong was not intimidated by Zhang Su's powerful offensive. He had long anticipated Zhang Su's strength in defeating Chang Ying, so he was not surprised as it was within his expectations.

"How about we trade this skill for Chang Ying?"

With a skillful sideways movement, Elder Zong glided under a high-chassis van with incredible flexibility, completely widening the fighting distance, and asked a question at the same time.

"I want it all!"

Zhang Su didn't want footwork and body techniques.

"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant!"

Elder Zong's anger surged, and he stopped dodging. With a flick of his sleeve, he finally made his move!
"It's finally here!" Zhang Su sensed a change in the opponent's tactics through the white mist and was overjoyed. As long as the opponent attacked, there was hope of revealing a weakness, and by seizing that weakness, he could defeat the opponent!
The old master's simultaneous palm strikes appeared slow, but in reality, they were flawless, like the Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols, and the Eight Trigrams pushing out horizontally. Combined with his unpredictable footwork, they were impossible to defend against.

Bang, bang, snap, thud!
The physical clash between the two sides officially began.

Master Zong's palms moved like swimming dragons, pushing, supporting, leading, guiding, moving, blocking, intercepting, and hooking, each move revealing the beauty of the profound meaning of martial arts.

Zhang Su focused intently on his response, relying on his powerful and unreasonable physical defense, coupled with the white mist's ability to perceive opportunities, which prevented him from being defeated. However, he did not find an opportunity to defend and counterattack as he had expected!
When facing true martial arts masters, his shallow skill foundation became a weakness.

It's like a mental arithmetic prodigy who's exceptionally good at arithmetic participating in an Olympiad; if they only know arithmetic but don't understand mathematics, they might not even be able to understand the questions.

During the chase, it was impossible to discern the exact strength of the two sides. However, when they clashed, judging from the number of attacks each side sustained, Elder Zong was clearly superior.

In the midst of the battle, Zhang Su would basically have to take a hit from Zong Laosan before he could have a chance to strike back, and even then, his precious strikes were often weak, as the opponent would skillfully neutralize the force, leaving him feeling neither pain nor itch.

Of all those present, only Tachibana Mai Sakura could understand Elder Zong's every move. She used the white mist to monitor Chang Qingsheng, while her gaze remained firmly fixed on the battle.

She had only ever seen the incredibly skillful Bagua Swimming Dragon Palm technique in martial arts movies, and today she was finally witnessing it in real life. While admiring it, she was also nervous...

If Zhang Su can't keep this old man, then no one else really can.

The onlookers all noticed the problem. Yama had never experienced such a difficult battle before. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he was being suppressed!
With grave expressions, they picked up their weapons. Wang Guangjun silently went back into the house and carried out Tan Huajun's gun case, inside which lay a sniper rifle powerful enough to pierce steel plates!

Zhang Su was unaware of what his brothers were doing; he was focused on understanding the battle, and although the blows he suffered were painful, they were not fatal.

He knew that he couldn't defeat this mysterious martial arts master with just his physical strength, so he had to get serious.

"My palm technique can also be used... Hmm? Heh!"

Elder Zong felt victory was assured and planned to offer a few more words of advice, but unexpectedly, the opponent's momentum suddenly intensified, rising rapidly. Sensing something was amiss, he switched from offense to defense once more...

As it turns out, his judgment and decisions were very wise!

Zhang Su was different from before. Like Xiao Li who had been unloaded of a burden, a faint white mist floated under his feet, and his speed increased by two levels!

Because of the white mist, Zhang Su's understanding of the battle situation was always ahead of his body. Now, with the help of the cold energy, he made up for his lack of speed, and his combat power soared instantly!
Thump, puff puff puff!
The long-handled bone hammer struck Elder Zong, but Elder Zong remained calm and used his bare hands to withstand three collisions.

The moment he was struck by the femoral head, Elder Zong noticed the weapon's abnormality, so he struck the handle with his next three palms, avoiding the strange femoral head!

The onlookers were terrified. The old man was simply amazing. He not only survived a solid blow but also managed to calm himself down and deflect the next three attacks!
Terribly strong!
Unfortunately, Elder Zong couldn't hear this assessment, nor did he want to. After enduring one attack and three more, the energy within his body became slightly disordered!
He had to admit that his physical abilities were inferior to his opponent's, which was not good. More importantly, his opponent's speed had actually increased!

If you can achieve such speed, why hide your strengths at the beginning?

There was no time to think, as a new round of attacks was already upon them.

Zhang Su didn't care about respecting the elderly and caring for the young, or about fair duels. He didn't care if Elder Zong wanted to use a weapon or not. He just needed a powerful opponent to test his new long-handled bone hammer!
The wind howled heavily and sharply, and a murderous intent emanated from the smooth, glistening femur.

(End of this chapter)