Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

Zhan Zhouzhou, looking aggressive, made Li Zheng realize he couldn't avoid it this time, so he simply picked up a longsword with confidence.

Hesitating for a moment, he then grabbed a spear, a dagger, a long staff, and a saber, taking these different weapons up to the ring.

Zhan Zhouzhou had already repositioned several obstructive robots. Seeing Li Zheng's actions, a smile appeared in her eyes: "Bringing so many weapons, aren't you afraid you won't have the chance to use them?"

Li Zheng casually scattered the various weapons on the ring, leaving only the longsword in his hand, shrugged, and said, "Doesn't matter, better safe than sorry."

He had no choice; there wasn't a sheathed sword on the weapon rack, so he had to move up carrying these things.

"Suit yourself." Zhan Zhouzhou said, "I'm not going to bully you; I'll give you some time to warm up so you don't complain about not being in good shape if you lose later."

Before any movement begins, a certain amount of warming up is needed, including in Nihong Country's action films, where foreplay is arranged to engage both actors and audience.

Li Zheng shook his head and refused: "No need, I just fought Jin Zaiyin, and my state is still on point."

Zhan Zhouzhou was indifferent: "Shall we start then?"

"Start." Li Zheng assumed a posture, focusing his spirit.

Zhan Zhouzhou would undoubtedly be the strongest player he had ever faced, bar none.

If he didn't want to lose embarrassingly, he had to give it his all and proceed with caution.

Zhan Zhouzhou also assumed the opening stance of demonstrating swordsmanship, the smile in her eyes gradually receding.

On the ring, the atmosphere grew tense, ready to erupt at any moment.

Lu Li, watching from below, was also extremely nervous.

Witnessing two masters dueling closely, whether he could understand it or not, even just watching the excitement was a rare opportunity for him.

Ten seconds… no movement on the ring.

Thirty seconds… still no movement.

A minute… still no movement.

...

Lu Li wiped the sweat from his forehead; it had been three minutes since Li Zheng and Zhan Zhouzhou struck their poses, and he didn't dare to blink, fearing he'd miss the show.

"How about… I shout a slogan?" Lu Li tentatively suggested.

Li Zheng and Zhan Zhouzhou remained focused on each other, not responding.

"Not saying anything means you agree, so I'll count down three, two, one, and you two can start fighting when I'm done." Lu Li raised three fingers, slowly putting them down one by one.

"Sleep!"

"Vomit!"

"Woof!"

As the countdown ended, Li Zheng stamped his foot and swung his sword towards Zhan Zhouzhou.

In Zhan Zhouzhou's eyes, Li Zheng was full of openings from head to toe. If she dared to fight like that, her dad would scold her to death.

In a duel between experts, showing a single flaw could be fatal, let alone Li Zheng being almost defenseless.

If defense was like clothes on a person, Li Zheng was practically wearing a fishnet bodystocking, striking provocative poses.

However, the more Li Zheng acted like this, the more cautious Zhan Zhouzhou became.

She thought, as the top player in the regional power rankings, Li Zheng should not act this way, especially since he could intimidate the Creation Organization.

Actually, she was overthinking it. Li Zheng was simply not skilled enough to realize how many flaws he had.

As Li Zheng charged forward, Zhan Zhouzhou noticed a slight lift in his shoulder, and a move came to her mind: Passing Swift!

"This guy is actually using my family's swordsmanship?" The thought flashed by, and Zhan Zhouzhou instantly had a countermeasure, raising her sword to stab back.

Dueling with Zhan Zhouzhou, the pressure in Li Zheng's heart was immense, akin to escaping from the hands of an Ice Rock Giant.

He knew Zhan Zhouzhou had spent years mastering her family swordsmanship, and fighting her in a straightforward manner was almost a lost cause.

So he started with his best move, "Passing Swift," as a probe.

But before he could even raise his hand, he saw Zhan Zhouzhou countering with the same move, faster and more aggressive.

"As expected, she saw through it." Li Zheng's eyes flickered slightly; the next moment, he vanished, leaving behind a shadow.

"Short Distance Teleportation!"

The feature of the Eye Demon War Boots, usable once a minute, was activated. He instantly appeared at Zhan Zhouzhou's side, his striking position unchanged, maintaining "Passing Swift," stabbing towards her side.

Whoosh～

The sword pierced through, disturbing Zhan Zhouzhou's figure, and Li Zheng immediately felt something was off.

"Damn, I forgot she has Eye Demon War Boots too!" Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a figure appearing at his side; Zhan Zhouzhou had chosen the same tactic, teleporting to his side to stab his ribs!

"Rapid Walking!"

The other feature of the Eye Demon War Boots activated; without looking back, Li Zheng used the force of his sword stab to propel himself forward, evading the attack.

"You won't escape!" Zhan Zhouzhou's footsteps accelerated mysteriously, chasing after him.

Li Zheng glanced back and was nearly scared to death.

The speed he exploded with, combining Silver Physique and Rapid Walking, was only slightly faster than Zhan Zhouzhou!

"Is it that strange footwork?" Li Zheng's gaze dropped, seeing Zhan Zhouzhou's long and straight legs.

"I should have traded for that skill back then." Annoyed at himself, Li Zheng dared not hesitate, stopping abruptly, turning back, and swinging his longsword.

Zhan Zhouzhou raised her sword to block, feeling the momentum was hollow, immediately realizing it was a feint.

Indeed, after his strike was blocked, Li Zheng suddenly released the sword and turned to flee.

Zhan Zhouzhou, not suspecting anything, moved forward to chase, only to see Li Zheng sweep up a short dagger with his foot.

"Darn!" In her eagerness to pursue Li Zheng, her forward momentum was too strong, making it difficult to discharge the force.

Li Zheng gripped the dagger, turned, and aimed at Zhan Zhouzhou's chest.

Zhan Zhouzhou didn't dodge or flinch, stabbing her sword towards Li Zheng's heart in return.

Li Zheng raised his left hand to grab her sword, pulling it aside. According to the rules, this meant he abandoned the use of that hand, and if they hadn't decided the outcome, the left hand would be considered useless.

Zhan Zhouzhou gritted her teeth and reached for the dagger, but it was too late.

The dagger pierced through her defense, stabbing squarely in her chest.

"You've lost." Li Zheng didn't exert force; the dagger pressed against Zhan Zhouzhou's chest, forming a small shallow indentation in the majestic scenery.

Zhan Zhouzhou looked down at the dagger, suddenly lifted her sword, sweeping its blade across Li Zheng's neck.

"You're the one who lost."

This move left Li Zheng stunned. How could she not admit defeat?

He had stabbed the dagger into her heart; how could she still move?

Was she playing unfair?

Zhan Zhouzhou pushed away the dagger pressed against her heart, saying, "Firstly, your dagger is too short to pierce through the fat layer over my heart."

Li Zheng looked down at the dagger: "This reason... seems a bit far-fetched?"

The dagger seemed longer no matter how you looked at it.

Zhan Zhouzhou's face blushed slightly: "Secondly, my heart isn't on the left, so even if you pierced the fat layer, it wouldn't be fatal, and I'd still have room to counterattack."

This sounded even more absurd to Li Zheng: "Are you saying it's on the right?"

There was no way to verify it, so she could say whatever she wanted, couldn't she?

Zhan Zhouzhou puffed out her chest: "To satisfy your curiosity, you can check whether the heartbeat is on the left or the right."

Li Zheng was stunned on the spot, thinking, can you go this far just to win the duel?