Becoming God Of A Dystopian World
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"Nice. I may just do that."

Zhao Luo answered Senior Cutie with an annoyed look on his face.

The three from the Shen Sect had no idea what Senior Cutie had asked but Zhao Luo's annoyance was visible to them.

'Internal Struggle?'

The princess thought while the fight between Zhao Luo and Brother Lee was going to start.

"Before you come at me, let me introduce myself."

Brother Lee said to Zhao Luo.

The two groups had moved away from the two to give them the appropriate space needed for their battle.

"I am Lee, a disciple of the great Shen Sect."

Brother Lee shortly introduced himself while emphasizing the word 'great' as he clasped his hand.

"Zhao Luo."

Speaking out just two words, Zhao Luo also clasped his hands after which their fight started.

Zhao Luo went on the offensive and rushed at Brother Lee with his movement technique.

"Mini Walk."

Appearing right beside Brother Lee, Zhao Luo bent his right knee and pushed back his left leg as he swung his sword towards Brother Lee.

"Burst Slash."

He brought down his ifrit on Brother Lee with a rapid speed just to watch his attack being stopped by Brother Lee.

'Bang.'

Brother Lee turned towards Zhao Luo and sent his right fist at the blade of Ifrit, stopping it right before the motion of Zhao Luo's attack could complete.

That wasn't the end as through Zhao Luo's shock,

"Divine Fist."

Brother Lee threw another fist at Zhao Luo.

'Hmph.'

'Shwaa~'

Zhao Luo instantly took out Blackey and brought the dark black sword in front of the sharp knuckles on Brother Lee's gloves.

'Bang.'

Brother Lee was taken aback by Zhao Luo's quick reaction.

He pushed his fist at Blackey while trying to pressure Zhao Luo.

'He is stronger than that idiot.'

Zhao Luo compared Brother Lee to Ro Tang while feeling him out.

Zhao Luo pulled back his sword and brought it down on Brother Lee's fist.

"Wood Drop."

'Clang, Clang.'

He hit Brother Lee's fist with his Blackey twice but even after that, they both were still an equal match.

"Your gloves?"

Zhao Luo stared at the black gloves in Brother Lee's hands and said.

Brother Lee smiled since his gloves weren't some simple gloves.

'I can use my internal energy through my gloves but he is evenly matching me with these swords of his. I can't even feel any internal energy in his attacks. It's just his raw power and his swords.'

Brother Lee thought as he jumped back to make some distance between them.

"Your swords aren't normal too."

Brother Lee answered Zhao Luo while bringing up his swords.

Zhao Luo turned his eyes as he looked at Ifrit and Blackey.

"I got them from some very incredible seniors."

Zhao Luo smiled as he remembered Senior Ballum and Senior Puppet Lord.

"I see. My gloves were a gift from my master."

Brother Lee also told the history of the black gloves that he was equipped with.

Suddenly, during their battle, Zhao Luo and Brother Lee were smiling, which caused the others who were spectating their battle to be confused.

"What is he doing?"

Ro Tang wanted to enter the battle himself but the presence of the princess held him back.

On the other side, Senior Cutie and the others also looked at Zhao Luo weirdly since he had started smiling suddenly.

"Little Brother you can talk to your new friend later."

"Can you finish him off, Brother Lee?"

Senior Cutie and Ro Tang simultaneously shouted at Zhao Luo and Brother Lee.

"Let's end this."

Zhao Luo stopped smiling and told Brother Lee before raising both of his swords.

"Yes."

Brother Lee nodded while running at Zhao Luo.

"Divine Fist Barrage."

Multiple fists were coning at Zhao Luo as Brother Lee reached him and threw his fists at Zhao Luo in a mad manner.

"Dual Burst Drop."

Zhao Luo brought down both of his swords.

"Bang."

The swords diverted the sharp fists of Brother Lee and Zhao Luo pulled them back for an instant and brought them down again.

Brother Lee raised his arms and tried to bring his fists in front of his chest to block Zhao Luo's attack.

"Boom."

The moment Ifrit and Blackey fell on his fist, Brother Lee was thrown back by the force of Zhao Luo's attack.

"Agh."

He moaned while stopping himself from falling.

Zhao Luo stored his swords as he looked at Brother Lee while waiting for him to stabilize his stand.

"I lost."

Brother Lee said loudly while glancing back at the princess, ready to face her wrath.

But to his surprise, the princess was smiling while looking at Zhao Luo.

"It was a good fight."

Right then, Zhao Luo's voice entered his ears.

"Indeed."

Brother Lee said with a smile after which both turned around.

Zhao Luo then made his way towards Senior Cutie and the others.

"Good job."

Senior Cutie patted his shoulder while moving closer to him.

"I may not tell the princess about you flirting with that sister."

Senior Cutie whispered in his ear.

"W-What?"

Zhao Luo shook him off while stuttering to get a word out of his mouth.

'When did I even do that?'

Zhao Luo screamed in his mind.

'Tap, Tap, Tap.'

Listening to the approaching footsteps Zhao Luo turned around.

"We will leave."

The Princess started speaking with a weird beginning.

"But we will meet soon."

The princess told Zhao Luo.

'She doesn't even know my name but knows that we will meet again?'

Zhao Luo nodded while not believing her words.

Right then, as if a sudden gust of wind had passed them, the sound of leaves rustling started rising.

"What?"

Zhao Luo looked around since the sound was rising instead of dying down.

"UGA BUGAA."

An inhumane cry almost deafened them.

"What the f..."

Pi Hao was holding his ears while shaking as the sudden scream was more painful than getting stabbed by a needle.

"It's the cry of an adult Flying Monkey."

The princess said with a dark look on her face.