Age of Evolution# Chapter 28 – Chapter 28: Chapter 28: 1–Minute Duel

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: 1-Minute Duel

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Although Zhao Liang and others were worried, Lin Zhen had made up his mind, and they couldn't say much more. They took out their phones and started the live broadcast.

Ye Tiancheng even gave Lin Zhen a thumbs up: “Lin Zhen, you've got guts. As long as you don't lose this duel too badly, you'll be my, Ye Tiancheng's, buddy in the future. Breaking an arm isn't a big deal, modern medicine can heal it. As for the 20 million, I'll help you gather it.”

Shi Lei also nodded: “That's what I think too.”

Gao Yan also said: “You have my temperament; as a martial artist, you should have this momentum.”

Lin Zhen smiled at his teammates, apparently, his actions had received their approval.

Maybe in their eyes, Lin Zhen could only lose, but deep down, Lin Zhen knew that he would undoubtedly lose in a long-lasting battle. However, if it was only one minute, he might have a chance.

As a matter of fact, Zhang Huai was Lin Zhen's enemy in his previous life, and Lin Zhen had already simulated countless battles against Zhang Huai in his heart. He knew Zhang Huai's current strength, and he had a plan.

Taking off his coat and throwing it away, Lin Zhen wore a black tight-fitting vest, revealing steel-like muscles. He held the Black Dragon Spear in his hand and was ready for battle.

Zhang Huai also took off his shirt completely, revealing a black chest hair, combined with his scarred face, he looked terrifying.

The live broadcast had already started, and several posts appeared simultaneously.

“Gale vs. Dragon Slayer, Lin Zhen vs. Zhang Huai!”

“Demon Hunter squad's seventh-level warrior Lin Zhen challenges war general expert Zhang Huai, a one-minute duel, fight to the death without regrets!”

“Courage, confidence! The leader of Ice City's young generation is about to be born! A one-minute showdown!”

Several recorders quickly explained the rules of the one-minute duel, leaving no room for either side to back out.

As soon as the videos were posted online, countless martial artists were attracted within seconds. The comments were being refreshed quickly, with various opinions.

However, many people still believed that Lin Zhen was just arrogant. A seventh-level warrior challenging a first-level war general had precedents, but the outcomes were mostly the same, with the seventh-level warriors losing.

Even if someone happened to win, it was rare and only among famous geniuses in history.

Although Lin Zhen's customized potion had an excellent effect, he hadn't proven his strength yet and was not favored by people.

After all, having a high physical fitness and actual combat experience are different things.

Lin Zhen had no time to watch the online comments; his full focus was on Zhang Huai, who was across from him.

“Zhang Huai's strongest method of attack is his knife technique. I know that he practices the Blood War Knife Skill, which was created by a Dragon Slayer's powerhouses at the War God level. Although not a perfect knife skill, it is fierce and powerful.”

“Zhang Huai is now in the early war general stage, and his temper is quite fierce. Now that he is having a one-minute duel with me, he will not waste time trying to defeat me in the shortest possible time. So I'm sure he will start with the Blood War Knife Skill to attack, while I need to take advantage of my long-range weapon, defend tightly at first, and hold on for half a minute to be successful. It's unrealistic to hold on for longer, after all, war generals can use Dark Force, which is difficult to resist.”

With their minds set, the battle between the two began.

Just as Lin Zhen expected, Zhang Huai sneered at Lin Zhen and then suddenly rushed forward.

“You little bastard, let me show you the gap between a warrior and a war general. Don't be so arrogant in your next life!”

The machete in his hand was also produced by the technology department, with the same value as Lin Zhen's Black Dragon Spear. The machete swung down and broke the space with a piercing whistling sound.

Lin Zhen flicked the Black Dragon Spear in his hand, using the “pushing” technique to hit Zhang Huai hard.

A harsh sound of metal collision rang out, and Lin Zhen stepped back two paces, his palms slightly numb.

A ninth-level warrior could exert a force close to one thousand catties at most, and anything beyond that would be considered war general level.

Zhang Huai was a first-level war general; although he hadn't been in the war general stage for long, his strength exceeded one thousand catties due to the support of internal power.

Lin Zhen's eight hundred catties of force clashed with Zhang Huai, barely defended with the help of his long-range weapon.

Zhang Huai succeeded with one strike, laughed loudly, and launched a furious attack on Lin Zhen with his long knife.

“Lin Zhen is in danger!” Shi Lei and others began to feel nervous.

Lin Zhen's first move was only probing, and after feeling Zhang Huai's strength, he became more confident. Zhang Huai was strong but not invincible.

Taking a deep breath and pouring all of his strength into his arms, Lin Zhen's spear danced like a windmill, and he managed not to retreat half a step!

“Ding ding ding ding ding ding!”

Sparks flew in all directions, the scene was like blacksmithing, Zhang Huai's knife was fierce but not nimble enough, for a moment he couldn't break through Lin Zhen's defense.

“Damn kid! This is your thirst for poison, relying on a single breath to resist, when you run out of breath, let's see how you resist, ah yaya!”

Zhang Huai also got ruthless, swinging his knife wildly with one swipe after another. Although it consumed a lot of his energy, he believed that he could definitely last longer than Lin Zhen.

He didn't want to drag out a one-minute battle, it would be an insult to his War General Level reputation.

Suddenly, intense energy filled the surroundings, Lin Zhen's spear stirred up dust, and Zhang Huai's long knife made a whistling sound. The two were competing to see who would give up first.

Such an explosive fight immediately stirred up a frenzy online.

“This Lin Zhen is good, he's actually resisting a War General!”

“It's temporary, haven't you seen him not even catch his breath? Once this burst of energy passes, he probably won't be able to hold on.”

“Yes, after all, he's only a warrior. It's too far-fetched for him to challenge a War General at this level. But, in my opinion, Zhang Huai's fierce attack consumes a lot of physical strength. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long either.”

“As long as he holds on until Lin Zhen is killed, that's enough. I bet Zhang Huai will kill Lin Zhen within a minute and I'll back it up with a post. If I'm wrong, I'll livestream myself eating shit.”

“Waiting for the guy upstairs to eat shit.”

Soon, more than twenty seconds had passed, and Lin Zhen was about to run out of breath.

“Hold on for another five seconds!”

Lin Zhen's face turned red, and relying on his strong willpower, he managed to hold on for another five seconds.

Finally, he took a deep breath, and with this breath, the speed of his spear defense slowed down.

“Haha! Kid, you can't take it anymore, can you? Die!”

Zhang Huai laughed loudly. The half-minute frenzy had left him very tired. After all, Lin Zhen had the advantage on defense, as well as using a longer weapon. However, he was confident that he could endure a little longer. Killing Lin Zhen was just a matter of time.

The long knife brought up a whip-like light, cutting diagonally downwards.

“Lin Zhen, be careful!” Zhao Liang and the others cried out anxiously. In their eyes, Lin Zhen might not be able to block this strike.

Lin Zhen really couldn't block it, but he still had a trump card up his sleeve.

That was his exceptional nerve response!

Lin Zhen was a Spiritual Mind Master, so his nerve response was already powerful. After taking the Genetic Potion, his Spiritual Power had advanced to Silver Middle Stage. Although he had just reached this stage, his actual nerve response had already surpassed most of the entry-level War Generals.

At least it was stronger than Zhang Huai's.

So this strike was not difficult for Lin Zhen to dodge. Just as the knife was about to reach his body, he slightly leaned sideways, narrowly avoiding the blade by a hair's breadth!

“Damn! That was a coincidence!”

Zhang Huai couldn't believe it; his supposedly sure-fire strike had missed. The slip-up made his movements hesitate slightly.

Lin Zhen would not pass up this opportunity. Although he was somewhat exhausted, he still kicked out a hidden leg at the bottom, hitting Zhang Huai's shinbone.

However, Lin Zhen seemed to have no strength left as the kick caused little damage. It only made Zhang Huai's leg ache and forced him to retreat several steps. This further infuriated Zhang Huai and also consumed another five or six seconds of time.

“Kid! Lie down for me, Blood War Seven Continuous Strikes!”

Ignoring the fact that he was also running out of strength, Zhang Huai used Blood War Knife Skill. The long knife attacked from various angles, Lin Zhen's heart was empty as he shifted left and right. Zhang Huai's gleaming knife was like a testing bullet, not untraceable in Lin Zhen's eyes; in fact, the speed was slower than a bullet.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

Lin Zhen's body dodged and twisted non-stop, occasionally making exaggerated angles, ingeniously avoiding the seven sequential attacks.

The most dangerous knife even grazed Lin Zhen's neck, cutting off a strand of his hair, but he was not harmed.

After seven strikes, Zhang Huai couldn't hold on any longer and had to withdraw his knife to catch his breath.

Watching the strand of hair flutter down, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Zhen's mouth.

Another ten seconds passed, leaving less than ten seconds until the end of the minute.

Chapter end