Chapter 483 - 362: Just a Gust of Wind, Do We Need to Hide? - Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day - NovelsTime

Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

Chapter 483 - 362: Just a Gust of Wind, Do We Need to Hide?

Author: Red Chirp Under The Moon
updatedAt: 2025-11-05

CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 362: JUST A GUST OF WIND, DO WE NEED TO HIDE?

As the saying goes: When you hit someone, don’t aim for the face, it hurts their pride.

This act by the woman undoubtedly enraged the remaining Knight Commanders, and at this moment, the defense abilities on the White Bear Legion members began to disappear one by one.

The Knight Commanders suddenly unleashed their respective techniques and launched a counterattack.

Two female Knight Commanders patted themselves casually, and a gentle breeze appeared beneath their feet. While increasing their movement speed, it lifted their bodies, making them as light as feathers.

They stepped onto the swamp; although still somewhat affected, their speed increased considerably.

They abandoned their opponents and charged towards the woman, their weapons aiming at her front and lower back.

The woman dared not take the blow head-on; she used her giant sword to block the attack in front, crouched low, and rolled on the ground, getting covered in mud.

The two Knight Commanders pursued relentlessly, pressing forward step by step. Seeing the woman struggling, the comrade who had been entangled with the two Knight Commanders before also rushed over.

The three together besieged them, ending up in a stalemate!

On the other side, Pierre Cardan was extremely annoyed by his opponent.

He initially thought that with the heavy shield, his opponent would tire quickly and it should be easy to handle.

However, after luring that person aside, he found that they just stood there motionless, relying solely on that heavy giant shield to withstand hundreds of his attacks.

The surface of that shield almost had the names of ten Knight Commanders engraved on it by him!

Seeing the shield covered with sword marks under his gale-like fast attacks, his last strike pierced it, consuming all its durability.

But then, the forty-something person threw away the broken shield and took out an identical one from his residence, giving him a contemptuous smile.

It was as if the expression said: Dumbfounded, aren’t you? I have plenty more in stock!

At this, Pierre’s mentality collapsed.

He could accept losing to others, but he couldn’t accept losing in such an inexplicable way.

"I have no choice but to use that move; you brought this on yourself!" Pierre’s eyes turned fierce because their initial intentions were to recruit the White Bear Legion members, so none of them used lethal force, each holding back some extremely powerful trump cards out of caution, leaving them restrained.

But this comrade dared to mock him?

How could he endure that?

Pierre withdrew his sword and took two steps back, and suddenly a shadow appeared under his foot, quickly drilling behind the shield bearer under the cover of night.

By the time the shield bearer realized something was wrong and turned to block, the shadow had already emerged from the ground, transforming into a clone identical to Pierre, thrusting its sword.

Psst!

Having lost a large amount of defensive capability, the White Bear Legion members’ defense was greatly reduced, and the middle-aged comrade was pierced in the left abdomen by the longsword, his face ashen.

He knew the opponent had shown mercy, otherwise, that strike would have pierced his heart instead of just the left abdomen.

"Aow!!!"

At that moment, Ralph suddenly issued a beast-like roar, filled with rage.

"How dare you hurt my father!"

With eyes wide open like a humanoid berserk bear, he stared straight at Pierre Cardan, his eyes glaring so widely it seemed they might pop out.

"How dare you hurt my father?!"

The wolf fang club, weighing several hundred pounds, was suddenly swung up by him. The Knight Commander fighting him noticed something wrong and hurriedly retreated, narrowly avoiding that strike.

Yet, the fierce wind generated by the swinging wolf fang club made his face ache!

He was shocked for a moment, realizing there were no signs of Ralph using his genetic ability, yet he suddenly became more than twice as strong?

"Bad!"

Rebecca swung an axe, turned her head to exclaim in surprise, a flash of regret passing through her eyes.

"How dare you! Hurt! My father!!!"

Ralph’s right arm suddenly bulked up to twice its size, his gold-level combat suit torn apart, revealing a robust arm covered in bulging veins.

"I want you dead!!!"

Thud!

The wolf fang club smashed into the ground behind him, splashing up a large amount of mud. Then, Ralph raised his right arm high and hurled the pole-like wolf fang club ferociously.

Boom!

This throw contained unparalleled power, even Li Zheng wouldn’t dare claim his full-force throw could have such might, with the air compressed into a sonic boom.

"Dodge!"

With his scalp tingling, Pierre lunged forward without regard for his image, taking the comrade with him and falling back.

The ferocious wolf fang club, with its fierce spikes, nearly grazed Pierre’s scalp as it flew past, smashing into the distance.

A streak of red blood flowed down Pierre’s forehead; he had been cut by the air current generated by the passing wolf fang club!

Li Zheng squinted his eyes; the wolf fang club’s momentum didn’t cease, astonishingly headed towards his and Liu Qishao’s direction!

Judging by the path if they and Liu Qi didn’t dodge, they would be hit by the spinning wolf fang club.

"Dodge!"

Rebecca yelled anxiously, knowing well how terrifying Ralph’s power was when he went berserk.

Not to mention a person.

Even a mountain could be smashed in half!

Rebecca had witnessed such an event more than once.

"Hum!"

Joanna spread her long legs, madly running towards Liu Qishao, determined to at least try, knowing her speed wasn’t likely to keep up.

As for the duel?

That no longer mattered.

In her eyes, Liu Qishao’s safety was more important than anything!

"Qishao, quickly dodge!"

Liu Qishao and Li Zheng seemed utterly stunned, standing motionless.

Zhan Zhouzhou was the only one who noticed that Liu Qishao initially intended to dodge, but was held back by Li Zheng.

The adjutant saw Li Zheng’s action as well but didn’t care about anything else. His duty was to protect Liu Qishao’s safety.

So he was already diving through the air.

In mid-air, the adjutant suddenly felt something flash past his eyes, leaving a blood-red line in his vision.

What was that?

With a fleeting thought, the adjutant grabbed Liu Qishao, attempting to knock him down to the ground to avoid the wolf fang club.

As for Li Zheng?

He didn’t have time to bother about that.

Holding Liu Qishao’s body, the adjutant tried hard to tilt him to the side, but it felt as though his Major was as immovable as a rock, standing firm and unshakable.

Done for!

The adjutant had another fleeting thought.

The next moment, a blood-colored cloud exploded in the sky, completely enveloping the incoming wolf fang club.

The blood cloud came quickly and dissipated just as fast.

Some hadn’t even reacted when the blood cloud parted, revealing the intact wolf fang club within.

The wolf fang club’s flying speed didn’t decrease; in a blink, it was before Li Zheng and the others.

Li Zheng opened his mouth and gently exhaled.

Whew~

That diamond-tier wolf fang club, under everyone’s astonished gaze, turned into powder and drifted past the two of them.

"What were they yelling just now?"

Li Zheng picked his ear with his pinky.

"They told us to dodge." Liu Qishao said expressionlessly, his hands behind his back trembling rapidly.

"Just a gust of wind, is there a need to dodge?" Li Zheng asked blandly.

"I guess... not necessary?" Liu Qishao’s hands trembled even more, with a slight, barely detectable quiver in his voice.

Dammit!

At the moment Li Zheng held him, Liu Qishao almost thought Li Zheng planned to kill with borrowed strength!

The adjutant recovered from his initial shock, noticing his back was soaked with sweat.

Looking at Liu Qishao and Li Zheng again, Liu Qishao’s back was also wet with sweat.

Li Zheng seemed quite calm, with no signs of anything being out of the ordinary.

Only his voice was heard saying lightly, "Xiao Dao, I’ve got a task for you. Clean up the blood over there."

Only then did everyone realize the truth behind the blood cloud; it turned out to be a blood-red patterned long knife, exuding a fierce and brutal aura!

Novel