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"Ah!" The attack from the Zombie was like a torrential storm, and Zheng Yifan, cornered with nowhere to escape, thrust his spear forward with all his might.
The battle had to determine life or death. If they continued fighting here, the few trapped women would surely be caught in the crossfire.
As for stepping outside to fight...
Don't be ridiculous. Without the terrain advantage of the Stone House, allowing the Zombie's tail to swing freely would be something only a fool would do.
Since arriving at this Stone House, the thick walls had become the best barrier, preventing the Zombie's tail from fully extending upward and swinging freely; it could only sweep sideways.
This significantly reduced its power and limited its coverage angle.
With a thrust of his spear, it was still Han Xin's Troops. However, the target was not the Zombie's neck; the Zombie had grown accustomed to protecting that area with its arms, giving Zheng Yifan no chance. The tail swung in from the side.
Unfortunately for Zheng Yifan, his target was not the Zombie's neck or face, as those areas were too well protected. Instead, he aimed for the joints of its limbs.
No matter how strong the muscles were, they could not compare to bones; those joints were among the weakest points of the human body.
Like someone who had drunk too much, Zheng Yifan swung his spear in mid-air, its cold gleam aimed directly at the Zombie's face. The Zombie staggered as it tried to defend itself, and Zheng Yifan's spear moved with his body, unleashing five thrusts in an instant.
Treading Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms—such a beautiful name with extraordinary power. All five thrusts struck true at the joints, except for one aimed at the neck that was blocked.
Then, the Zombie's tail swung back violently, crashing against the wall like a powerful bulldozer, sending debris flying everywhere.
"Ah! Help!" Several women were suddenly buried under the rubble. Fortunately, the stones were large enough that there were gaps for them to breathe.
However, their cries for help grew even louder.
Not wanting to live was one thing, but screaming in the face of danger was entirely different. That reaction came purely from instinct.
At that moment, Zheng Yifan had no time to worry about them. After the five shots were fired, he felt a thick layer of callus completely protecting his joints; the five shots had only pierced through the joints, leaving him unable to restrict the Zombie's movements.
If this continued, he would have to shoot dozens or even hundreds of times just to widen the wound.
"No way, I absolutely can't do this. I need to get around to the back; the Zombie's defenses are weaker there."
With determination, Zheng Yifan locked eyes with the Zombie again, searching for an opportunity.
The Zombie would not stop attacking; this was the best chance. As long as it was moving, there would always be a flaw to exploit. Right now, Zheng Yifan was looking for that flaw.
The tail hammer swung, making a continuous "whoosh" sound, like a raging storm in the night.
Zheng Yifan felt like a ship caught in that storm, uncertain of when disaster would strike.
Yet he continued to dodge the tail hammer, trying his best to redirect the Zombie's attacks and keep it away from those three unfortunate women.
The cement blocks that formed the makeshift platform were smashed into rubble by the Zombie's strikes. The cement had already soaked up dark purple stains, a testament to how many lives had been lost here, their blood spilled upon the platform.
"Boom!" Another swing of the tail hammer came crashing down. The Zombie's body lurched forward three or four steps before slowly retracting.
In that instant, Zheng Yifan suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He used his spear to continuously provoke the Zombie's attacks while trying to create an open space for it to strike.
As expected, once given enough space, the Zombie spun violently in mid-air several times before launching itself out from the left side with great force.
This time, the power was greater than ever, and the destructive force was even stronger. It was almost at the limit of the Zombie's short-term charge.
"Now!" Zheng Yifan felt a surge of determination. He tilted his body slightly, allowing the mace to pass by him almost in a brush. As the end of his spear was about to hit the ground, he forcefully flicked it upward in the direction of the mace and then thrust it forward with all his strength.
In that instant, the center of the Zombie was completely exposed ahead. Once the mace had no ground to stop it, the force was beyond what he could hold back, and his body naturally fell forward.
At that moment, the Zombie wrapped its arms tightly around its neck, protecting its head securely.
Zheng Yifan had been waiting for this very moment.
The tip of his spear glinted coldly as it shot toward the right side of the Zombie's armpit.
This was one of the rare areas on the Zombie's body where its tough skin was weak.
In an instant, the spear tip pierced through the Zombie's arm and emerged on the other side. Zheng Yifan stepped forward with a Step of the Divine Path, moving swiftly behind the Zombie. In mid-air, he caught his spear again, its tip shining brightly as it fiercely jabbed at the joints of its limbs before delivering a powerful kick to the Zombie's back.
At that moment, with a whoosh, the mace was flung back by the Zombie, as if it had shattered a barrier of Vital Energy, trailing sparks behind it.
"Attack!" Zheng Yifan hurled his Cold Iron Nine Dragon Spear with great force, embedding it into the Zombie's left leg before drawing out his Adamantium Shield.
He charged forward, aiming the Adamantium Shield at the back of the Zombie's neck.
At this point, the Zombie had nearly lost all ability to move. Its right arm was almost severed into two parts, and its left shoulder joint had been shot through, leaving its tendons nearly severed.
As for its legs, they were in no better condition; its left leg was nearly pierced through while its right leg had also suffered tendon ruptures and could barely support any weight.
Now was the perfect time to deal with him, but that tail mace was incredibly annoying, constantly swinging in the air to protect him.
The keen hearing of the Zombie made Zheng Yifan's position impossible to hide. The tail mace was always aimed at Zheng Yifan, and every time he attempted to throw the Adamantium Shield, it would be blocked by the tail mace.
Unfortunately, this Third-Stage Zombie was akin to a phoenix that had lost its feathers. It was even worse than a drowned rat; how could Zheng Yifan not take advantage of such an easy target?
He casually pulled out a rope from his Storage Space and retrieved the Cold Iron Nine Dragon Spear that was stuck in the Zombie's left leg. Then, using the Adamantium Shield to mislead the Zombie's tail mace, he delivered a final shot, effortlessly ending the wicked life of this Zombie.
Of course, as Zheng Yifan looked around at this Stone House, which resembled a Slaughterhouse, he thought about how it had once been filled with evil and was now still buried under rubble. Perhaps this was the best ending for such a sinful Slaughterhouse.
Compared to the Zombie, those slaughtering companions were even more shameful and wicked.
They had raised so many Zombies; Zheng Yifan couldn't believe they had any good intentions.
With a clatter, he dug out several iron cages from the pile of stones and then opened them.
"You are free now. You can either continue living at Cat Ear Cliff or come with us to a new Gathering Place; it's your choice. But first, please find some clothes to change into." With that, Zheng Yifan shook his head vigorously and left in a hurry.
Below him, the tent had already been set up. His face was flushed, which was not as noticeable under the dust, but now he could feel his nose starting to heat up. If he didn't leave soon, he feared he would embarrass himself.
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