Zhang Xiaoqiang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the S2's curtains being kicked into the fire pit. The moment he relaxed, Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately felt the heat of the fire pit. The heat wave in the air caused his respiratory tract to feel like it was burning. His hair and eyebrows started to turn crisp and curl.
His skin was also red from the heat. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not stand it any longer and ran to the other side.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very excited. He had defeated the D2 and the S2. Although the S2 was extremely fast, Zhang Xiaoqiang had discovered its weakness. As long as he restricted its speed, he could slowly defeat it. The experience he gained from fighting the S2 today was very valuable. It allowed him to be more prepared in the future, at least he would not be as unprepared as he was now.
This time, when Zhang Xiao Qiang fought the S2, half of it was due to luck, the other half was due to his calmness and decisiveness. At the very least, he was able to come up with a solution at the most critical moment, and not only did he not suffer any losses, he even managed to chop off one of the S2's claws and gained the upper hand.
The more Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it, the more pleased he was. He was a useless otaku, and he had managed to reach this point?
He was able to fight evenly with the S2, which was on the same level as the D2?
Haha!
As long as he did not meet any more strange mutated beasts, his life was guaranteed.
Now that the zombies were in the fire pit waiting to be burnt to ashes, Zhang Xiaoqiang had let his guard down. Until ….
A strong force brushed past the right side of Zhang Xiaoqiang's waist. Zhang Xiaoqiang was knocked into the air and fell to the ground like a hungry dog fighting for food. His right hand loosened, causing the Jing Wei Sword to fall to the ground. Enduring the pain in his chest, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not think much as he rolled on the ground. The sky and the ground intertwined. The dizziness continued to attack his brain. He gritted his teeth and rolled far away. Only when he felt that it was safe did he get up from the ground. When he stood up, everything around him was swaying non-stop. It was as though there was rock music playing in his head, as all sorts of messy noises could be heard.
"Pa …." Zhang Xiaoqiang used all his strength to give himself a big slap to break free from the dizziness.
At the place where he was attacked, a charred thing turned around. It was the S2 that was thought to have died in the fire pit. The S2 had actually climbed out of the fire pit by itself. The S2 was in a miserable state. Previously, its skin was black, but at least some muscles that were rarely seen on normal zombies could be seen. But now, it was like a burnt potato. Its body was covered in ash, and some of the wounds were still emitting black smoke.
One of the S2's arms was burnt in half, leaving only a bare elbow. The other claw was charred, and out of the 5 claws, only 3 were left. Both of its legs were severely burnt, and one of its calves was burnt short. It seemed that one of its tendons was burnt off. The S2's nose was not very good, and it shook its head to look for Zhang Xiaoqiang's position. It hissed continuously, and this was the first time Zhang Xiaoqiang had heard it make a sound.
Out of all the zombies that Zhang Xiaoqiang had encountered before, normal zombies would not make a sound. They would only silently wander around, like a group of lost spirits. The S-Types would occasionally make a sound, and when they pounced on their prey, they were like a group of cold-blooded killers. There was nothing that could move them, not even a D2.
It was different for the D-Types. The D-Types would howl when they were excited, or when they were injured or in pain. Sometimes, they would howl when other zombies got too close, as though their vocal cords were extremely developed. Needless to say, the D2 that Zhang Xiaoqiang had penetrated had been howling from the start to the end.
The S2's voice sounded like a venomous snake hissing, causing Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart to go numb. Zhang Xiaoqiang unsheathed his military knife and cautiously guarded against it, as he slowly walked towards the Jing Wei Sword. After a few steps, the S2 turned around and faced Zhang Xiaoqiang. It then laid on the ground and exerted strength with its legs, as the S2 pounced towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Although it only had three legs, the S2's speed was not slow. Although it was not as fast as its full speed earlier, it was still faster than the average S-Type. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the S2 arriving at his feet in the blink of an eye, and immediately grabbed at his abdomen. Zhang Xiaoqiang was already on guard when the S2 turned around, and naturally, he would not let the S2 have its way. At the same time, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaped forward.
"Peng!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped from the top of the S2's head to its back, and then used his military knife to stab at the back of its head. The S2 felt that it had grabbed thin air, and a tremor came from its back, so it used its claw to grab back. "Dang!"
The military knife stabbed into the S2's claw, and the S2's claw twisted slightly towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the military knife was sent flying by the S2. After that, a burnt claw with a pungent smell came towards him.
This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unarmed, and without a weapon, Zhang Xiaoqiang panicked. Most of his confidence and skills were built on his weapon, and now he regretted not letting Yuan Yi teach him bare-handed techniques. At this critical juncture, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally realized, "Male chauvinism kills!"
Zhang Xiao Qiang threw himself sideways, landing on the ground. He kicked the S2's short leg, causing the S2 to lose its balance and fall to the ground.
As the S2 fell, it slashed its claw towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly retracted his leg to avoid the claw, and got up to run towards the small hill.
As Zhang Xiaoqiang turned towards the S2, a line suddenly appeared in his mind, "It's not that my army is useless, but the enemy is too cunning!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was empty-handed, and ran faster than before. His main goal was to find Yang Ke-er and obtain the Beast Horn Spear. As for whether he should let Yang Ke-er deal with the S2?
Although he had that thought, Zhang Xiaoqiang refused to admit it. After all, who asked him to be unarmed?
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around to look behind him, and then exerted more strength to increase his speed. He took bigger strides, and saw that the S2 was not far behind him. The S2's three legs were actually faster than him.
Seeing the rusty billboard, Zhang Xiaoqiang increased his speed again, and was not far from the small hill. "I just need to go around the billboard and run a few more steps." Zhang Xiaoqiang encouraged himself.
"Ta, ta, ta …" The sound of the S2's three legs running was already behind him, and Zhang Xiaoqiang could even hear the hissing sounds coming from the S2's throat. Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that he did not have the time to go around the billboard, so he looked for the gap in the support of the billboard, and exerted strength with his heel. He imitated those arrogant national footballers and slid through the gap in the support.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang reached the billboard, he felt a burning sensation on his buttocks, as though the skin on his buttocks had been scraped off. Before Zhang Xiaoqiang could get up, "Bang …" A large hole appeared on the billboard, and the S2 had smashed through the billboard and jumped in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, blocking Zhang Xiaoqiang's path up the hill.