The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Who are you?" Zhang Yuzhe asked, his face grave, as he looked at the person before him.

"Heh! Heh! Heh! Who am I? I am here to kill you!" The man's torch-like gaze instantly fell upon Zhang Yuzhe's face, his voice extremely sinister.

Zhang Yuzhe frowned, looking at the man before him, and said, "Kill me? Why?"

"Dare to oppose Tianfu? Death without pardon!" The man sneered coldly at Zhang Yuzhe.

"Tianfu?" Zhang Yuzhe looked at the man with some surprise, not expecting that Tianfu would ultimately appear.

Zhang Yuzhe had originally thought that Tianfu might have been lying low for a while, but he didn't expect them to be unable to resist making a move again.

"If you are willing to submit to our Tianfu and tell us the whereabouts of that girl, I can spare you from death," the man said to Zhang Yuzhe in a deep voice.

"What if I say 'no'?" Zhang Yuzhe was displeased by the other party's arrogant tone.

Zhang Yuzhe had already met the Demon King and even fought him, but the person before him, exuding an aura of death, was actually Death God, whose strength was even above the Demon King.

"Then I'll give it a try!" Zhang Yuzhe said, his eyes fixed on the Demon King before him, his gaze resolute.

"Hmph! Hmph! Now it seems you prefer a beating to a polite offer. Then don't blame me!" As he spoke, Death God stretched out his hand, and his black claws grabbed towards Zhang Yuzhe.

With a "Swish!" Zhang Yuzhe felt the surrounding air solidify, feeling an unparalleled force pressing in on him from all directions.

Zhang Yuzhe's heart tightened, and his body soared into the air like an arrow released from a bow.

Several explosions of "Bang! Bang!" rang out as the place where Zhang Yuzhe had just stood was enveloped in a cloud of black mist.

Zhang Yuzhe's gaze darkened, and the Damascus blade appeared in his hand. Looking at the Death God flying towards him, Zhang Yuzhe gathered ten layers of power, and layers of silver-white energy surged in his hand.

Facing the Death God, Zhang Yuzhe swung the blade in his hand, slashing down from above.

The sound of tearing air, "Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" accompanied Zhang Yuzhe's slash as it descended upon the opponent.

Upon seeing this, the Death God merely snorted coldly, waving his hand in the air and sweeping a fist towards Zhang Yuzhe in the air.

With a "Boom!" Zhang Yuzhe felt the surrounding air congeal, and the momentum of his blade was extinguished by the opponent's move. This situation made Zhang Yuzhe's heart clench.

Seeing the claws already upon him, Zhang Yuzhe flew backward.

"Great Dragon Slash!" A silver-white energy appeared before Zhang Yuzhe, the ferocious dragon head roaring and howling in mid-air.

Zhang Yuzhe waved his hand, and the dragon cleaved towards the Death God flying towards him.

The Death God seemed to know the power of Zhang Yuzhe's move. His body, which had been flying towards him, stopped in mid-air, and clusters of black mist gathered around him.

(End of Chapter)