578 Is This Considered A New Battle Strategy? (1/2)
”Fang Zhengzhi?”
”Testify?!”
When the Palace Guards, Dragon Protection Squad and the Palace Guards heard what Fang Zhengzhi said, they appeared completely speechless.
”Ugh, none of us can match the thickness of Lord Fang's skin!” A Royal Guard shook his head, expressing his resignation at the sheer extremity of Fang Zhengzhi's shamelessness.
”Precisely, it's unmatchable!”
”I would really have believed him if I didn't know the truth.”
And this statement instantly received a unanimous agreement from the rest of the Royal Guards. Even the Dragon Protection Squad standing beside Lin Mubai nodded.
Previously when Fang Zhengzhi trumpeted his appearance and followed Chi Hou of the Divine Constabulary into the Flame Capital City, he also mentioned that his name was Fang Zhengzhi, and even took out his alleged 'proof'.
Did anyone believe him?
Of course nobody did, and most importantly, when he confronted the Crown Prince Lin Tianrong at the Imperial Palace gate, Fang Zhengzhi even subverted this 'lame' explanation himself.
But now? He's reusing the same tactic!
Who would believe him?
Nobody thought that anyone would believe them. Furthermore, his opponent was a Demon King whose intelligence was in no way poorer than a human's. How could he possibly believe Fang Zhengzhi's nonsense?
But then, King Xieluo, who was walking towards Fang Zhengzhi, suddenly stopped and turned around slowly to ask Qian Wu, ”He said his name is Fang Zhengzhi?”
”...”
Immediately, everyone was startled, regardless whether it was the Palace Guards, the Royal Guards, the Dragon Protection Squad, or even Lin Tianrong and Lin Xinjue.
He believed it?!
King Xieluo actually believed him!
How could this be?
He was a Demon King with an intelligence far exceeding that of ordinary humans. He actually believed such nonsense?
”King Xieluo, you …” Qian Wu's eyes were wide open, as his face revealed his disbelief. He had a deal with King Xieluo. Hence in other words …
If King Xieluo really used this 'reason' to fulfil their pact, Qian Wu wouldn't be able to do anything.
”King Xieluo? Hahaha …” Ping Yang chuckled after hearing what King Xieluo said. She turned to Fang Zhengzhi and chimed, ”He must be an idiot! He actually believed your name is Fang Zheng …”
Ping Yang's tone was full of disdain but she did not manage to finish her sentence just yet.
Just before she could finish her sentence, a figure appeared in front of her. His curved antlers radiated with a faint golden glow. He donned scholarly white robes which drifted in the night wind, and his strange pair of eyes flickered with an odd dark green light.
”Zheng …” Ping Yang's final word was seemingly squeezed from her lips. She looked at King Xieluo inches away from her, her clear eyes wide open.
He was too fast!
he totally did not notice how King Xieluo reached her in such a short amount of time. He was even faster than Canyang during the Battle of the Southern Region.
And most importantly … did he not believe Fang Zhengzhi's words?
Why did he still come over?
Ping Yang gulped subconsciously and tightened her grip on the Blazing Qilin Spear. She wanted to strike, but another hand held hers down.
It was a slightly warm hand, which was evidently sweaty and shaky too, but that hand still held onto hers, refusing to let go.
”That shameless scoundrel, why …. isn't he running?” Ping Yang looked at the hand which held hers down, then looked up at Fang Zhengzhi beside her.
She could sense Fang Zhengzhi's true intentions from the drops of sweat on his palm.
If Fang Zhengzhi abandoned her now, she wouldn't be surprised. After all, they were faced with a formidable Demon King.
”Are you having fun?” King Xieluo boomed, his flashing green eyes glaring at Fang Zhengzhi as his lips cracked a smirk.
”Are you not having fun?” Fang Zhengzhi's voice rang just as King Xieluo finished his question. His lips also revealed a faint smile.
”Haha, this is getting interesting!” King Xieluo eyed Fang Zhengzhi closely. Slowly, he took a step forward and his smile widened.
”I feel so too.” Fang Zhengzhi nodded. He took a step out too, appearing very relaxed.
Too close!
In this moment, Fang Zhengzhi and King Xieluo were less than one foot apart.
This was a truly bizarre sight.
Normally, Fang Zhengzhi would be fleeing now. One could only imagine the danger of confronting a Demon King up close, but what about Fang Zhengzhi now?
He took a step forward!
His decision baffled everyone.
And when Ping Yang took in this sight, her palms became as sweaty as Fang Zhengzhi's. As haughty as Ping Yang was, she was still extremely nervous at this juncture.
She certainly realized that King Xieluo was merely toying with them, just like how Fang Zhengzhi toyed with the people in black previously.
But what she did not undertand was, why isn't King Xieluo striking them down even after his opponents severely underestimated him and after he has arrived in front of them?
Ping Yang was not the only one with this doubt. Lin Xinjue and Qian Wu were also puzzled.
”Why hasn't he attacked?” Qian Wu clenched his fist even tighter. He didn't think that King Xieluo was someone who delayed his actions, and in fact, King Xieluo has always executed his tasks promptly.
But now … not only did King Xieluo not attack Fang Zhengzhi immediately, he even started 'chatting' with Fang Zhengzhi out of the blue?
”Are both of you together, or is it just you alone?” King Xieluo seemed to have ignored the gazes of the onlookers, and asked Fang Zhengzhi with a smile.
”Together!”
”Together!”
”Together!”
Three voices chimed simultaneously right as King Xieluo finished his sentence.
One of them belonged to Yan Xiu. His expression was as cold as ever. He eyed King Xieluo closely as the blood-red glow around his arms swirled continuously.
The second voice belonged to Ping Yang. Her palms were still a little sweaty but she clenched her fist tightly. Her crystal-clear eyes radiated with an extraordinarily tenacious glow.
And the third voice belonged to … Shan Yu.
She too stood beside Fang Zhengzhi. She had already raised the pitch-black dagger in her hand, and her hand was illuminated by streams of fiery red patterns.
”Alone!” A fourth voice was heard.
Naturally, it was Fang Zhengzhi's voice, but his words were not echoed by the other three, because …