Chapter 1216: Problem
To some extent, Luo Gaocheng, this "Frozen Dead Bone," had already moved beyond the conventional definition of a zombie.
Aside from occasionally using Zombie Jump, his other movements differed little from those of a human, and he could even wield and unleash various ice-based abilities.
"Earl, want to warm up?"
"Cut the crap, hurry up... I was just thinking of testing that new body you've finished cultivating. Sparring with the servants before was no fun at all.
By the way, I can kill this zombie directly, right?"
"No.
But you can go all out and suppress him completely! It would be best if you showed him a force of suppression that makes him utterly submit."
"Suppressive force... I did learn quite a bit from those freaks in the Fighting Club."
Earl recalled the time he had been rated the month's most miserable participant. One match in particular had left a deep impression on him. Afterward, he had even entertained suicidal thoughts and nearly hanged himself from the Talent Tree.
The reason was precisely "suppressive force."
A man wore an outrageously exaggerated Pig Head Mask, had a bloated belly, and was squeezed into a tight suit.
Nearly every punch had beaten the shit out of Earl. At the same time, the man gave off a feeling of controlling the entire situation and sealing off every possible escape... The longer Earl fought, the more hopeless and helpless he felt. No matter how hard he struggled, he felt incomparably weak.
Inside the Extreme Ice Cavern.
Han Dong extended one arm sideways, his five fingers fully straightened and spread apart.
"Miss Chen, your ocular technique should need some time to recover after use, right? Leave the rest to me... Come help again once you've recovered."
It sounded less like a