The Super Martial System Launches an Apocalyptic Legend

"Dare to use a knife against me."

There was a fierce light in Butcher Zhou's eyes. With a furious shout, he threw a heavy punch like lightning, smashing it over fiercely.

Ke Bei's eyes suddenly narrowed into a thin slit. The simple saber in his hand naturally tilted upward. Before the power of Butcher Zhou's punch erupted, a rusty simple saber suddenly appeared at the top of his fist, blocking the path of the punch.

Butcher Zhou let out a cold snort and quickly retracted his fist, his face turning livid. He couldn't unleash his strength at all, and this feeling of being unable to exert his strength made Butcher Zhou very unhappy.

Ke Bei looked at Butcher Zhou, who had retracted his fist to his waist, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.

This was the saber technique left by his bearded father. Currently, Ke Bei had only mastered the first move, and he named this move "Intercepting Saber".

The principle of the "Intercepting Saber" was very simple, which was to intercept the opponent's strength before it burst out, preventing the opponent from exerting their due strength.

Butcher Zhou was a first-level gene enhancer, and his physical quality was three times that of Ke Bei. However, by relying on his application of the "Intercepting Saber", Ke Bei intercepted Butcher Zhou's strength the moment it began to burst out.

In this way, Butcher Zhou, who had three times the physical quality, actually couldn't even exert the strength of an ordinary person. As a result, Ke Bei naturally wasn't afraid of him.

"You're courting death."

The frustrated feeling of being unable to exert his strength made Butcher Zhou completely furious. He stared with wide eyes and let out a roar. His left foot stamped on the ground fiercely. With his left leg as the center of gravity, his body suddenly spun. Taking advantage of the rotational force of his body, his right leg swept out like a steel whip.

"Idiot."

Ke Bei spat softly. He took a sudden step forward and rushed up. Just as Butcher Zhou started to spin and his right leg hadn't been kicked out yet, a thick simple saber had already been placed less than ten centimeters away from his right leg.

"Die." Butcher Zhou roared angrily with red eyes. Ke Bei's attacking method drove him crazy, and he was even willing to risk getting injured to kill Ke Bei.

Ke Bei looked coldly at the raging Butcher Zhou. The simple saber in his hand suddenly slashed towards his right leg, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated.

Pu Peng.

Two different sounds almost came at the same time. Ke Bei's simple saber struck Butcher Zhou's right leg, and at the same time, his chest was hit by Butcher Zhou's fist. Fortunately, Ke Bei retreated in advance and dispelled a large part of the force. However, even so, Butcher Zhou's strength, which was three times that of an ordinary person, still made Ke Bei stagger, and his chest felt a sharp pain.

"It's still a bit lacking..."

Covering his chest, Ke Bei didn't look at Butcher Zhou, whose calf had been cut by him and was bleeding. Instead, he frowned and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"I could have blocked it if I had retracted the knife just now." Ke Bei lowered his head and reflected.

"You little brat, I'll take your life."

Butcher Zhou hopped over on one leg with blood-red eyes.

"Be careful."

Seeing that his fist was about to hit Ke Bei's head, and Ke Bei was still in a daze, Li Qianqian, who was standing beside him, covered her small mouth and let out a cry of alarm.

"Huff~"

Butcher Zhou attacked wildly. The gust of wind from his fist swept by. It was too late for Ke Bei to draw his saber again. But Ke Bei still kept his head down, thinking about something. It seemed that he didn't notice the approaching fist or Li Qianqian's cry of alarm.

"Whoosh."

At this critical moment, Ke Bei suddenly raised his head. A sound of breaking the air rang out, and a point of cold light suddenly shot out.

A three-inch-long flying dagger instantly penetrated Butcher Zhou's neck.

The fist that had been swung down weakly drooped. Butcher Zhou covered his neck, and his eyes, which were wide open, were full of disbelief. He wasn't a red-haired zombie. Although his strength was similar, his body's defensive power was much weaker. Ke Bei's flying dagger directly penetrated the major artery in his neck, and hot blood spurted out.

Peng.

His lips moved a few times, and Butcher Zhou's body suddenly fell. His body struggled a few times on the ground, and his pupils gradually dilated. An overbearing and fierce existence in the Ten Thousand Sheds Cave fell under Ke Bei's flying dagger just like this.

"Come with me."

Ke Bei looked expressionlessly at Butcher Zhou's cold body and said to Li Qianqian, who was shivering beside him. Nearly a million commoners lived in the Ten Thousand Sheds Cave, and no one knew how many were injured or died every day. No one would care.

"Okay."

Li Qianqian carefully bypassed Butcher Zhou's body and timidly followed Ke Bei out.

Old Man Li tightly clenched the ten red crystal coins in his hand. He glanced at Butcher Zhou's stiff body, kicked it fiercely, and then somehow found a tattered sack and stuffed Butcher Zhou's body into it.

Many people died in the Ten Thousand Sheds Cave every day. Old Man Li had seen a lot of it. Disposing of the body was very simple. He just needed to take it to an abandoned hill in the southwest corner of the Ten Thousand Sheds Cave and burn it directly.

Ke Bei took Li Qianqian back to his residence and gave her the key to the door.

"You can live here from now on. There's water and food in the house. Eat by yourself if you're hungry. I'm going out and might come back very late."

After giving these instructions, Ke Bei walked towards the outside of the city.

The system task was to kill three hundred red-haired zombies within ten days. Counting the time, four days had already passed. He had only killed two since receiving the task, and there were still six days left.

"The time is very tight."

Ke Bei clenched his fists tightly, his expression solemn.

The great purge that occurred once every seventy years would come in three months. As a member of the Ten Thousand Sheds Cave, if he wanted to continue living in Lingfeng City, Ke Bei had to hunt a thousand red-haired zombies and exchange a thousand red crystal coins for enough contribution points.

"Three months, a thousand crystal coins. I need to kill at least a dozen or so every day."

Ke Bei glanced at the thirty flying daggers in the pouch at his waist and let out a sigh.

"Hunting about a dozen red-haired zombies every day isn't too difficult relying on the flying dagger technique. The difficult part is this mission."

Ke Bei frowned.

"Killing three hundred zombies in six days means I need to hunt at least fifty every day."

Ke Bei shook his head with a bitter smile. How could it be easy to hunt an average of fifty zombies every day?

Currently, Ke Bei's main method of hunting zombies still relied on flying daggers. Although the "Intercepting Saber" was powerful, with his current physical quality, it was obviously not a wise choice to engage in close combat with red-haired zombies.

The "Intercepting Saber" was for saving his life, and the flying dagger was his trump card.

But the flying dagger couldn't be thrown continuously either, because his strength was limited. Once it exceeded the limit that his body could bear, the accuracy would be greatly reduced. In the desolate wilderness, for an ordinary person like Ke Bei, losing accuracy meant death.

"Take a gamble. If I can complete this mission, maybe I can draw something good. Then my strength will leap forward, and hunting zombies will be even easier."

Thinking of the Purple Qi Divine Art that appeared last time, Ke Bei's heart suddenly became excited. He glanced at the majestic city wall of Lingfeng City and walked towards the direction of Chenzhai Town.

Looking from a distance, a somewhat lonely and desolate figure on the dilapidated highway was crouching and moving forward slowly.