Zombie Evolution System

"Hahaha!" Greedy Wolf laughed at himself: "Why would I be afraid?"

He looked around: "It's just that the situation is critical now, and I don't want to have a bad fight."

"Okay, I'm sure I read you right." The Wolf King smiled: "When this matter is over, I will definitely go to Huaxia in person to fight with you."

"Tattoo!"

Miyamoto Musashi stepped on clogs and walked in front of Wendu: "Your Excellency Zonghuang, I want to fight with you."

"..." In an instant, everyone fell silent, whether it was people around Wendu or those standing outside, all eyes were on Wendu.

"Okay!" Wen Du nodded.

……

Everyone else moved a bit, leaving enough space for Bunto and Miyamoto Musashi.

Looking at the confident Miyamoto Musashi, Wen Du said indifferently: "Do you want to defeat me, or do you want to see your progress."

"bass--"

Miyamoto Musashi held the samurai sword in both hands: "I want to try my own progress. If I have a chance to beat you, I must beat you."

Should I defeat him all at once or defeat him all at once?Wen Du was thinking about it, and Miyamoto Musashi ran over with a "tap-tat-tat".

"Alas!" Seeing Miyamoto Musashi running over, Wendu shook his head helplessly.

But in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes, he doesn't think so anymore.

What does he mean by shaking his head? Is he looking down on himself?
Thinking of this, Miyamoto Musashi was even more angry. I lost the first time, but I must not lose the second time.

"Hey!" Wen Du sighed again, he looked at Miyamoto Musashi who ran over with a "da da da", and suddenly kicked him out.

"Well!"

Miyamoto Musashi flew upside down, and even the knife in his hand flew to an unknown place.

One move, no, one kick, and one kick would defeat him.

Miyamoto Musashi was lying on the ground with blank eyes. Could it be that the gap is so big?
"Despicable!" The little devil from the island country cursed, and they hurried to help Miyamoto Musashi who fell to the ground.

"Despicable is the passport of the despicable, and noble is the epitaph of the noble." Wen Du didn't want to explain anything.

"Hehehe... the little guy is so interesting." At this time, the pale man came over.

He bowed gracefully to Wendu: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Aladdin, I am 120 years old, and I am a Duke of the Blood Race."

"Vampire!" Wen Du said in surprise, "There really are vampires?"

Aladdin shook his head in disgust: "I don't like the name vampire."

"Okay Aladdin, what's the matter with you?" Wen didn't care what his name was, what he cared about was, why did the vampire come out?
Aladdin's eyes twitched: "My name is Aladdin, not Aladdin."

"Uh..." Wen Du touched his nose in embarrassment: "Ah...Your Excellency Aladdin, what can I do for you?"

Aladdin raised his head and said proudly: "Does it still count as you said to buy your own head with [-] million?"

Wen Du finally understood, it turned out that the vampire in front of him had taken a fancy to the [-] million.

Wen Du nodded: "It counts, do you need it?"

Hearing the count, Aladdin's eyes lit up, and he smiled slightly: "Yes, I need it very much, I don't know, can you let me take your head off."

"Hahaha..." Wen Du didn't give face to a person who wanted his own head.

"My head is right here." He pointed to his own head: "If you think you have the ability, of course you can come and get it."