Tempest of the Stellar War

Wang Zheng was quietly waiting, but a portion of the concealed people had stealthily retreated.

It was clear that Wang Zheng had displayed top-class ability. First-rate Ability X, first-rate physical technique. Unless those hidden came to some agreement, whoever went up would die, or end up like Zhang Zhun. And they could not make deals unless enough of them held a grudge. Many turned elsewhere to seek their fortunes.

Wang Zheng did not ease up. He knew that the Aslan people would come, as well as Arbiter’s Soulless battle team, and that Manalasuo guy. Of course, this was the best case scenario. Atlantis, and even others might come. That was why he had to prepare himself.

Wang Zheng quietly stoked his campfire, even while he circulated Primordial Regression Technique within his body.

Zhang Zhun suppressed the roiling energy within his body. He looked at Wang Zheng. A complete set of attack and defense, and yet his expression had not even changed. That body was truly a beast.

Of course, he knew that it was them who had not applied enough pressure. But as he knew, anybody had their specialisations. He tended towards physical skills, while others tended towards Ability X. Wang Zheng?

Earth-rank Ability X needed no further evaluation. But Zhang Zhun was more caught up with Wang Zheng’s prodigious physical ability. He was not only internally refined, but his attack style spoke of volumes of foundation, as though he had been refined in a crucible. How did he achieve that?

Wang Zheng, sitting beside the campfire, was a profound mystery. A wave of dense pressure enveloped Zhang Zhun. He was breathless, and about to pass out. His wounds were reacting as well.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng laughed, and the pressure vanished.

“Sorry, my mind wandered.” Wang Zheng had been deep in thought and subconsciously let his aura free. At this distance, it was not something that a wounded Zhang Zhun could withstand. “I’ve been to Norton Star before. I feel an affinity with the place.”

Zhang Zhun started… He had met pros, especially those that clearly stood at the top like Wang Zheng. All of them had their eyes cast far. Aslan’s leader would give the barest of nods as a greeting. In his heart, he had thought that the Greatest King Wang Zheng would definitely be very arrogant, but…

“You’ve been to Norton Star?”

“Yes. A very deep impression. A long history and brave warriors.” Wang Zheng smiled. “Your technique is called the Heaven Raising Iron Body, right? Who did you learn it from?”

“My mentor. My mentor is from Earth, and this set of skills revolves around defensive counter attacks. Teacher said it was the king of defense…” At this point, Zhang Zhun’s face reddened. Damn, what king of defense? He had been shattered by just one punch from this guy.

Wang Zheng smiled. “Your skills are not bad, and I think within the Earth element. A pity that your Ability X is not of the same complementary level, and it lacks power.”

“My Ability X is a physical strengthener. Isn’t that good when paired with martial arts?” Zhang Zhun was beside himself with joy. He knew that this was a very rare opportunity. Those that knew Ability X did not always know martial arts, and vice versa. And even those who were proficient in both might not prioritize their combination.

And Zhang Zhun believed that Wang Zheng was the rare specialist of this, and was even stronger than some mentors. The rise of physical power had come in the last few years, suddenly blossoming. Although many had trained it in the past, they were used to strengthening the body, and those obsessed with Ability X were the majority.

“Strengthening power is external, while martial arts are from within. You could even call them inner arts. Feedback to the muscles is the most fundamental aspect, but the core is the unifying of spirit, mind and body. The Earth element is a better fit for your arts, it will allow you to unify your energy. If you train it well, once you use it, your opponent will be a goner.”

Wang Zheng said. The guy’s arts were not complex, belonging to the 16 Tier level. From what Wang Zheng could analyze, although he was not completely clear, he could surmise the general direction. This was a complete outclass.

The main use of the bracelet was to inhibit mental energy and connection to the greater world. Of course, this process would cause some interference to mental energy. This was different from Maklou, and this detail proved it. Aslan’s Ability X research was astounding, and Maklou was not as all-knowing.

As for Wang Zheng’s mental energy, at a certain level, it could not be stopped.

Zhang Zhun was lost in thought. But the thing known as Ability X, it was not as simple as one’s wish.

“Your affinity should be of Earth. You can find similar people after the battle and feel it for yourself. You should feel the benefits,” Wang Zheng said.

Zhang Zhun nodded. He was full of gratitude. He had seen the way that Wang Zheng could act cruelly and decisively, but he treated him so well. He did not know how good his luck was. All he could say was that Wang Zheng was someone who knew how to read good and bad.

Wang Zheng had already surveyed his surroundings. This had already become a habitual instinct. To normal fighters, this might be a burden, but at Wang Zheng’s level, it was a basic skill.

Wang Zheng had named this technique Perimeter.

Within his perimeter, any stirring, especially of unknown auras entering, would immediately be felt. And he was even more sensitive to bloodthirst.

Some battle skills were suited for competition, while such battle techniques were extremely practical.

Zhang Zhun could not discern it. He only admired Wang Zheng’s composure. In his shoes, he would be squirming with uneasiness.

The members on island B were not as calm as their leaders. With numbers, and a disparity in battle ability, any contact basically resulted in a big battle. Night did not bring calm, but instead intensified the situation.

Mu Zhen had already known his error all too well. He had taken a laser hit and his left arm had been pierced through. Mu Zhen had entered the forest. Compared to the rich vital force on Titatitan Star, this planet was too weak and barren. That was why he did not really like the feel of this place.

Behind Mu Zhen, there were two pursuers. Night fell. They were even saying that Mu Zhen could run but not hide. His huge figure was a liability at this time.

Of course, just as Mu Zhen was preparing to turn and make a stand, anguished cries sounded from behind him. In the night, countless pairs of eyes emerged.

The cyborg Zergs had been released.

Achilles and Lie Xin had good luck. They had actually met by accident. By combining their powers, they would be a match even for members from seeded teams. In truth, they already held three tags. And now they were searching for the other members as best they could.

On the first day, Saruman Snake’s luck was not too good. Snow Li had been eliminated – snipers did not do well in such survival environments. Once they were found, they were doomed, especially since there were scouts that specialized in finding their targets. After each chaotic battle, the snipers’ elimination rate was the highest.

Zhang Shan had hidden himself. It would be dumb to do otherwise. Although student Zhang Shan was hotheaded, his ability to hide was meticulous. Of course, his closeting in the wormhole back in IG had been godlike. When it was time to endure, Zhang Shan did not shy away.

The cyborg Zergs were here. The damned things were even harder to deal with than Zergs, combining mechanics with the Zergs’ own biological burrowing ability. If he still had Ability X, Zhang Shan would not mind testing these things. But now it was best to hide honestly.

Coveting others’ tags was useless. As for physical ability, Zhang Shan had some confidence in his abilities, but his physique was more suited to mech battles. A flesh and steel fight was difficult.

A good physique did not always mean that mecha operation was good. At the same time, good mecha operation did not mean that one’s physique was awesome. Although the two did share much in common.

Zhang Shan’s best trait was that he knew his limits.

Zhang Shan had already dug a pit and buried himself. He had even put a stone on top, and his camouflage had been done decently. Two people had passed and missed him.

His training and experience had come in useful. He was not too pressured by this environment. Each extreme challenge brought growth to him.

There would definitely be opportunities, because this was just the start. As time passed, others would be injured, while food, stamina, and other aspects would start to lag.

In such challenges, it did not matter how strong you were. More important was how you observed and analyzed.

SIG was not about battle machines, or these cyborg Zergs would be enough. The niche that human soldiers offered was intellect.

Zhang Shan decided to take a nap.

The other one who had decided to take a nap was Luo Fei. But this time, Luo Fei was not sleeping.

Lear need not worry about himself. Given student Lear’s personality, if he did not come bothering you, you could count yourself lucky. If others wanted to cross him, it would be their own end. But Lear’s aims were not just that. Saruman Snake was basically finished, but to Lear, that meant f*ck all. The Dynasty battle team still needed battle results to prove themselves. Lear was not as shallow to think that his opponent’s failure equalled his success.

From a broader perspective, the Solar System had to emerge. Now that Wang Zheng was finished, then he needed to stand out all the more. At this time, the effect of being outstanding would far surpass any time in the past.

The light of two stars was not as bright as a single one.

Luo Fei was unquestionably thinking of skiving off. The Dynasty battle team had brought a few reserves that were not at all reserved. Their physical abilities were tremendous, and Fatty could feel the power roiling off them. Like that, the Dynasty battle team was stable. As long as no one lost their heads and went to challenge the elites.

It was just that, before they parted, Lear had looked at Luo Fei and said something to him that quailed Fatty’s heart.

10 tags.

This was what Lear had asked of Luo Fei. 10 tags was not the main point. Given his normal abilities, taking 10 tags was very dangerous, but given Luo Fei’s true ability, 10 tags was easy peasy. Even on the leaders’ island A, Fatty Luo Fei could still hold his own with the best.

What had Lear seen?

Fatty did not know, nor could guess. He had hidden it very well all the while. He did not have to try hard, because the state was not stable. Fatty had never thought of it as who he truly was, and in that state, his manner was completely different. Fatty had often suspected that he had multiple-personality disorder, and had even been to the hospital to check it out. But the doctor said that his physical and mental conditions were in the prime of health. Although he looked tubby, strangely, his fat held great stores of vitality. So much so that the doctor wanted to cut him up and investigate.

Fatty had scampered away in fright. He was scared of even drawing blood, let alone surgery.