"Kid, why aren't you moving?
Are you tired and want to rest for a while? "
As they spoke, they began to chuckle.
Zhang Xing also laughed.
"The six of you must have a lot of gold coins on you. Why are you in such a hurry to give me money?"
Uh!
They were stunned. Did this cripple's brain rust …
"Hahaha …"
Just as they were roaring with laughter.
"Swish swish swish!"
Three magic fireballs suddenly flew over. The speed was so fast that the six of them barely managed to dodge.
Immediately, their expressions changed.
"Damn, you made the first move."
"Give me your weapons …"
Before the warrior could finish his words, three more fireballs flew over.
"Ah!
Instant magic. If he's not a magic apprentice, he's at least a high-level mage. "
An intermediate mage who was dodging exclaimed.
"Humph!
So what if he's a high-level mage? At such a close distance, there are still three warriors. No matter how fast he is, it's useless. Surround him! "
The high-level warrior sneered.
The three warriors immediately drew their swords and axes and surrounded Zhang Xing in a triangular formation.
The three mages stood three meters behind the warriors.
"Kill!"
Almost in the span of a breath, these people completed the attack formation. With a command, three soldiers rushed forward.
"What a stupid cripple. Facing the attack of a warrior, he's still not retreating. He's just standing there like a fool!"
The high-level mage said disdainfully.
"Hehe, he's a cripple. Without legs, it's not convenient for him to retreat!"
The intermediate mage next to him said with a mocking expression. Then he continued, "Looks like there's nothing for us to do. Let's watch the show!"
At the same time, the high-level warrior leaped and chopped at Zhang Xing's head with his huge axe.
The other two warriors swept their swords across Zhang Xing's chest.
"Tsk tsk!
I really can't bear to watch. This kid is about to be cut into … "
The intermediate mage shook his head, the corner of his mouth raised in a cruel arc. But the next moment, he was stunned. His eyes widened in shock as he looked at the incredible scene in front of him.
Zhang Xing's crutches stopped. His body rose into the air and crashed into the high-level warrior in the air at an extremely fast speed.
The high-level warrior had a strange look in his eyes. You, a weak mage, want to fight with me? Aren't you courting death?
That ferocious axe attack was clearly unable to hit his opponent. Borrowing the momentum, he ruthlessly charged towards Zhang Xing.
Just as the two of them were about to collide, the senior warrior tightened his explosive muscles.
Little guy, I'll break all your bones and make you a complete cripple.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a very, very small fist reach out from the gray robe opposite him. It was like a child's fist, about the size of his palm.
He didn't have time to think too much as his body collided with the small fist.
"Bang!"
After a muffled sound, the senior warrior felt as if he had hit a mountain. His whole body was in extreme pain. His strength was exhausted, and his body uncontrollably smashed to the ground.
With a loud boom, a huge pit was created on the ground. His internal organs were twisting and rolling around.
"Wah!" He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
His face was full of disbelief. He looked at Zhang Xing, who had just landed on a big rock.
The two mid-level warriors, whose attacks had failed, also looked at him with a shocked expression on their faces.
"No!
That's impossible! "
How can a cripple have so much strength? You can't be a high-level warrior!
"What?
He's still a high-level warrior? "
The three mages not far away subconsciously took two steps back …