You can evolve by surviving in the Ark

Wharton doesn't know why he came to this world. But one thing he knew was that he was probably dead.

That day, the blazing sunlight shone behind the charging knights, rendering their figures into darkness, with only the edges embellished with golden light. These black shadows surged like a tsunami, filling everything in sight, from the distant sky to the near ground, boundless. Only the yellow grass swaying under the horse's hooves and the equally dense arrows stuck on the ground were outlined by the sunlight.

Wharton came to his senses in the midst of the killings. The bright red of the cloak and blood replaced the yellow of the land. In the diffuse wind and sand, broken shields and broken spears and iron swords were scattered messily around the dead comrades.

There was a traitor who led the enemy around Thermopylae and attacked them from behind. But those hypocritical and soft-hearted politicians who only talk about words and have no fighting ability have accepted the gold and silver treasures of the invaders, allowing them to face enemies ten times and a hundred times without reinforcements.

Later, he didn't remember it.

Wharton knew that there was no way he would survive, but it didn't matter. Even if this world is hell, only those with power can gain his respect, and weak people like those politicians who can only play tricks can only be slaves! He would never allow himself to let someone like that have the opportunity to manipulate him again.

Wharton slowly retracted his fist and looked intently at the direction in which the woman flew out. The feeling just now was wrong, it felt like a ball had been knocked away... no, more like it had bounced away.

Amidst the dust, Li Hongying slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Most of that huge power was removed from her, but it still caused her a lot of damage.

She took off her iron armor, leaving only her wrist guards and iron boots. After two months of survival and evolution, her body was already able to bear the weight of the armor. This person's strength was something she had never seen before. Without armor, she was likely to be hit with just one punch. Will die.

But she had a reason to get over him. Although wearing iron armor could provide her with a lot of defense capabilities, she had to be faster if she wanted to defeat this man!

Wearing only a short shirt stained red by blood, Li Hongying tensed her body in the howling mountain wind. A slight cold feeling fell on her skin. She looked at the sky full of haze.

It's raining.

The woman suddenly accelerated and rushed forward, her figure turning into a red afterimage in a few steps. The energy around Wharton suddenly surged. He also strode forward and waved his fist at the red figure in front of him.

"Drink—!"

The two figures collided together, the soil splashed everywhere, and the falling rain exploded with the two people as the center. The two of them fought at high speed in a short period of time. The man's indestructible iron fist came like raindrops, but the woman kept using her cloud hands to deflect it. The wind of the fist howled and made a loud bang in the air.

Then there was a loud "boom".

As a cannon punch blasted out, the rain curtain formed a circle of spreading ripples with Wharton as the center. But in front of him, Li Hongying, who was more than twice his size, suddenly disappeared and kicked him on the shoulder in an instant.

No one could understand the power of this kick. After a huge explosion in the air, Wharton took a few steps back, and his huge body hit the wooden wall behind him before he came to a stop. At this moment, the red figure disappeared into the rain again, and the next moment she was already in Wharton's arms.

bang bang bang bang bang...

The sound of fists entering flesh seemed to be denser than the raindrops floating in the air. Wharton felt that his chin, throat, chest, joints, and crotch were hit by countless punches in an instant.

But this level is nothing to someone who has long been accustomed to pain. He circled his hands and clamped the woman's shoulders firmly. He bent his left leg and gave the woman in his arms a powerful knee!

The knee was blocked by the woman's hands in time, but the huge force was still passed through. Wharton heard her scream in pain, and then the hands holding her shoulders clenched into fists, whistling and hitting her head from both sides.

There was another explosion. The force of this blow was astonishing, but Li Hongying ducked out. But below, Wharton's charged kick directly hit her blocking right arm, and the "click" sound of her bones being overwhelmed was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

Li Hongying spat out a mouthful of blood. Before her body could fly backwards, Wharton grabbed one of her legs and smashed it to the ground!

In a flash of lightning, Li Hongying's other foot kicked his wrist. The unbearable pain and numbness made Wharton let go of his hand, allowing Li Hongying to break free from the restraint. But the inertia of being thrown out still caused Li Hongying to hit the ground firmly.

In the blink of an eye, it was pouring rain, and Li Hongying rolled far away in the mud, covered with mud and rainwater. She lay on the ground vomiting blood and couldn't get up for a long time.

She pressed her right shoulder with her left hand and pulled it back hard. After moving twice, she still had a painful expression on her face. Although Wharton's kick was blocked by her in time, the injury to her right shoulder was more than just a dislocation.

Feeling the pain radiating from his limbs, Wharton took a deep breath. He was seriously injured, but not to the extent that it affected his combat effectiveness.

There is an irreversible gap in strength between the two sides, but this woman's explosive speed is extremely fast. If she uses her body skills to dodge and move more, it may be more difficult to deal with.

But why is she so anxious? Is it because of that man? Wharton looked over there. Lu Qian's sword blade moved flexibly across Qiao Liang's body. He cut off all the gaps between the armor and "peel" off the armor from Qiao Liang's body. Qiao Liang's movements were as clumsy as a toy in front of Lu Qian. There were many bloody cuts on his body, and half of his body was stained red.

Wharton shook his head, unable to understand. Based on that man's skill, she should have understood that even if she rushed over, she wouldn't be able to escape with him... Just to save him from injuries? Such a woman is so...

"You stay." Wharton said to Li Hongying, "You are very strong. The two of us will definitely give birth to the strongest child."

Seeing that Li Hongying was indifferent, he pointed at Qiao Liang and added: "I can let him leave alive."

This time Li Hongying was stunned for a moment, but then the cold murderous intention emerged even more intensely.

Then... there is nothing we can do. Wharton thought, it seemed that Lu Qian did know his senior sister - he could only keep her by breaking her hands and feet.

He raised his hand and made a gesture, and real masters from the mangrove tribe gathered from all directions.

The middle-aged samurai with a sword on his waist has occupied the castle tower for ten years and is known as the "Sword Master"; the monk who uses animal skins as cassocks has learned the true transmission of Tantra, and his burly figure is like a reincarnated angry-eyed Vajra; the man holding a spear in his hand The silent man was once the chief instructor of Tianjing’s 20-strong imperial army...

For Wharton, it was just a temporary desire at first, but now, he feels that such a powerful and powerful woman is qualified to give birth to a child for him. Li Hongying's fighting style was a bit dangerous. If the one-on-one fight continued, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on and beat her to death.

"If she wants to live, break her hands and feet. She is mine."

Wharton's voice sounded, and these masters had already surrounded Li Hongying. The rain wet her clothes, the mountain wind blew against her slightly thin figure, and the half of her clean face was covered by condensation mud, but her eyes were still sharp and intimidating.

She just bent down coldly, picked up a not-sharp stone from the ground, and held it tightly.

……

"This move should be done with the sixth form, this move should be done with the first form... No, no."

Lu Qian's voice was full of joking, and his sword blade cut Qiao Liang's body wantonly. After realizing that Lu Qian didn't want to kill him, but wanted to tease him, Qiao Liang used all his moves to attack rather than defend, trying to exchange injuries for injuries.

But it was useless. The gap in swordsmanship between the two sides could not be bridged by his hard work.

"Have you seen it, senior sister... I have never seen her work so hard."

Lu Qian's long sword swept forward, and Qiao Liang had another bloody mouth on his body.

"You are not good at martial arts and your understanding is poor. What exactly does Senior Sister like about you?"

There was still a smile on his face, but his teeth were already gritted between the lines. Qiao Liang ignored him and stabbed him with his sword. Lu Qian casually knocked the weapon away, and then he punched him backwards with his backhand. The mud became slippery under the influence of rain. He lost control of his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The blood that flowed out took away his body temperature and also took away his strength. Qiao Liang tried to get up, but he had no strength left. He had reached the limit of his body's functions, and even the raindrops pouring down on him were too heavy for him to bear.

"What the hell is going on with you?!"

Lu Qian came over. According to his expectation, Qiao Liang might beg for mercy. His face should be full of despair, and then he could ravage this collapsed toy in front of his senior sister... But he didn't see what he wanted to see. This person's face showed the pain of being bruised and bruised, and he also showed concern for Li Hongying's situation, but there was no despair, he just persisted unyieldingly.

This situation has made it difficult for him to fly, and I believe he can imagine his end. Lu Qian didn't understand why he had this expression.

"Do you want to know what she likes about me?"

Qiao Liang just lay down in the muddy puddle with "bigness" and said these words. He seemed to really have no strength left, and his voice was too weak to be heard clearly.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Lu Qian looked at him, but was finally attracted by curiosity. Qiao Liang hooked his fingers, and Lu Qian squatted down. Qiao Liang struggled to sit up and stretched out his left hand to hook Lu Qian's shoulder, as if to provide support. Lu Qian didn't take it seriously and just wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Because, sir..."

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows and thought about calling him "Sir". Are he ready to beg for mercy?

"Times have changed."

The lackluster sentence made Lu Qian frown, but he felt Qiao Liang make a move, looked down, and his pupils shrank!

"boom!"

Qiao Liang pulled the trigger of the revolver, and he immediately felt that his left hand hooked on Lu Qian's shoulder was broken. Lu Qian's figure retreated violently, but blood spurted out from his body.

"what--!"

Lu Qian roared like a beast, and the bullet from the revolver penetrated his left shoulder. Now his entire left hand could not be raised, it was just hanging down.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!!"

Lu Qian roared, but he didn't come close. Qiao Liang had already stood up and pointed his revolver at him. This revolver was something Qiao Liang initially tried to make for fun. Its caliber was too small for dinosaurs and not powerful enough, but it was still a sharp weapon for killing people.

It's just that Lu Qian's movements were too fast. With Qiao Liang's skill, if he drew the gun in front of him, it would be impossible to hit him. So it wasn't until just now that Qiao Liang finally seized an opportunity, but unfortunately, he failed to kill Lu Qian.

Both of them obviously understood the principle that a gun is fast from seven steps away, and that a gun is accurate and fast within seven steps. Lu Qian always stood seven steps away from Qiao Liang, taking steps and changing positions from time to time, waiting for Qiao Liang to relax even for a moment. As long as there was that moment, Qiao Liang would definitely end up being knocked down by him grabbing the gun.

From Qiao Liang's perspective, Lu Qian's figure flickered in and out of sight in the heavy rain. It was already a huge burden for him to even stay standing, and he had no confidence that he could hit the target.

The two of them were in a stalemate, confronting each other.

"Lu Qian! Do you want to help?" Rick's voice came through the rain curtain.

"Get out of here!" The smile on Mr. Lu's face has disappeared, and only the furious look remains. "He belongs to me, no one should interfere! I want to see how long you can last!"

The sound of heavy rain enveloped the entire world, and from time to time there were shouts of battle and Li Hongying's cries of pain that could not be suppressed. Qiao Liang knew how strong Li Hongying was. He had never heard Li Hongying make such a sound. He wanted to know what the fighting was like over there and see what kind of pain she had to go through to make that sound... But he didn't dare to turn his eyes and look, but the hand holding the gun couldn't help shaking. The rain washed away the wounds, causing burning pain. It was a great test to his will and physical strength.

"Listen, senior sister can't hold on anymore." Lu Qian said sadly, "If I were you, I would surrender now. At least, you can save her some suffering."

"You care about your senior sister so much, why don't you help her?" Qiao Liang responded. He could only use both hands to maintain the action of raising the gun, but he was still shaking uncontrollably.

Lu Qian said "ha" but avoided the question.

"Can you bear it? She is fighting for you, and you are here to uselessly delay. Don't think about running away, your fate is already determined. I will break all the bones in your body inch by inch and pull them out one by one. Take out your teeth, chop off your nose, cut out your tongue, poke out your eyes..."

Lu Qian was still talking bitterly when he suddenly heard a strange drum sound, but there was no drum anywhere in the mangrove forest.

But the drums became louder and louder, and in an instant they became one. The roar was mixed with the sound of something collapsing under the weight, and it seemed not far away.

Lu Qian suddenly looked at the outer wall of the tribe. Where was the sound of drums? It was clearly some kind of creature - not just one or two, blasting the outer wall of their tribe! He vaguely felt something was wrong, and noticed that the corners of Qiao Liang's face were obviously raised.

"Oh, how long will it take..." Qiao Liang said with a smile, "I'm waiting for my teammates, what are you waiting for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, in this world shrouded in heavy rain, the extremely solid wooden exterior wall built by the mangrove tribe with all their manpower and material resources fell apart under the unparalleled force. In the dim sky, swarms of giant beasts roared, their red eyes burning with terrifying light.