Zhao Chenghuang carefully considered the traits of "Non-Aggression" and "Universal Love," then volunteered on Zhang Yuanqing's behalf. "Raiding dungeons is what Yuanshi Tianzun does best. Let him go this time."
Zhang Yuanqing eyed him suspiciously. "You just want to watch me make a fool of myself."
Zhao Chenghuang said, "Don't make such childish jokes on a serious occasion."
Zhang Yuanqing looked at Guan Ya, who nodded. "He does want to watch you make a fool of yourself."
Zhao Chenghuang's expression stiffened.
This guy looked aloof and serious on the surface, but he was actually pretty mean inside. Everyone silently watched Zhao Chenghuang.
Grinning, Zhang Yuanqing selected a headless corpse with all four limbs intact. He controlled it and charged into the depths of the city along the wrecked street.
The 1.2-kilometer distance was crossed in the blink of an eye. From afar, he saw the empty Eight Trigrams Plaza and the mech standing atop the Yin-Yang symbol.
Without a second thought, Zhang Yuanqing stepped into the Eight Trigrams Diagram and began counting in his head.
One, two, three, four.
On the fourth second, he reached the mech. With a sliding step, he circled to its side, his shoulder and back muscles exploding with force. Smack! A vicious cannon punch slammed heavily into the mech's knee joint.
The corpse's fist instantly shattered, rotten flesh spraying everywhere and exposing broken finger bones.
Having been attacked, the mech took a step back to open the distance, then swept its cast-iron machete sideways.
—The machete was a full two meters long, which instead limited it in close combat. It would be difficult to strike an enemy without opening the distance.
Zhang Yuanqing rolled, the blade's wind whistling over his head.
Using the roll to close the gap, he stuck tightly to the mech and