Chasing Relentlessly

Luo Zheng's plan was to keep as low-profile as possible, not reveal his strength, and safely become one of the three people left inside the Red Circle at the end.

Given Luo Zheng's current strength, this was not difficult. Although the area within the Red Circle was small, Luo Zheng only needed to keep dodging, even if he had to face a group of late-stage Void Tribulation Realm martial artists here.

Moreover, with his cultivation, he did not attract much attention and generally would not become anyone's target.

Yet the fellow before him had launched an inexplicable attack on him, trying to kick him out of the competition. That left Luo Zheng utterly baffled.

"Whoosh..."

Luo Zheng's figure drifted lightly, almost skirting the edge of the Red Circle as he circled around.

From beginning to end, Luo Zheng kept facing that martial artist. A faint smile hung on his face, and he remained remarkably composed.

After one attack had been avoided, that fellow should have given up in theory. Luo Zheng did not want trouble either; he had not even launched a counterattack.

Who would have thought the other party simply refused to let up? He clung to Luo Zheng's heels, the Fist Radiance in his hand blazing brightly, looking fully determined to kick Luo Zheng out before stopping!

"Get out!" the man sneered as he attacked Luo Zheng.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Luo Zheng said nothing. One after another, his afterimages skimmed along the edge of the Red Circle as he avoided attack after attack. Yet his heart sank slightly. Something was wrong with this fellow!

The other party had abandoned defense entirely. Under such all-out attacks, if anyone else wanted to kick him out, it would be incredibly easy.

Luo Zheng had no grudge against him, and there