The battle between Wang Baole and Zhou Chudao shook the entire area. Everyone who was watching the battle was shocked. That was especially so in the battle between the two. Zhou Chudao's ability to predict and Wang Baole's continuous baiting and killing were enough to shock everyone.
Especially at the final moment, when the three ambushers died tragically. Whether it was the way they died or the speed at which they died, it was clear that Wang Baole … was already at the peak of the Core Formation realm. He could crush anyone of the same level!
Most importantly, Wang Baole was only at the mid-stage Core Formation realm!
This scene made everyone around the battlefield not dare to approach, and they didn't even have the slightest intention of ambushing him. The Dao Palace disciples who were watching the battle in the public square were also shocked. They couldn't help but glance at the Federation Seedlings in the public square.
After this battle, who would dare to say … that the Federation didn't have any outstanding talents!
This feeling made the Federation Seedlings in the public square extremely emotional. Ever since they came to the ancient greenish-bronze sword and entered the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, they had been behaving like animals.
The contempt from the Dao Palace disciples and the indifference and disdain from all around them had made them feel extremely repressed and cautious over the past year. Some of them had even wavered and tried to curry favor with the Dao Palace disciples.
But at this moment, these thoughts were gone. They were replaced by pride and excitement. At this moment, the Federation Seedlings had proven themselves through Wang Baole's hard work!
Although Wang Baole seemed to be the only outstanding talent, in this world, the gap between one and two wasn't scary. What was scary was … the gap between zero and one!
Many people understood this principle. Hence, the Dao Palace disciples had mixed feelings. But when they looked at the Federation Seedlings, they were much less disdainful than before. Instead, they were more solemn. This was especially so when they looked at Wang Baole's image. Their eyes were filled with respect and reverence.
But deep down, they still couldn't accept it. Fortunately … before the first teleportation, Wang Baole wasn't the only one who was outstanding. There was also … Dugu Lin!
The battle between Dugu Lin and Xu Ming was equally earth-shattering. It made the Dao Palace disciples in the public square equally excited. Because the two of them were from the Dao Palace, they were even more excited. They even used this to dispel the discomfort they felt from Wang Baole's rise!
Dugu Lin was indeed powerful. Although Xu Ming was also a personal disciple and could dominate the Core Formation realm, he was still a far cry from Dugu Dugu Lin!
At that moment, the two of them were fighting on a plain. There were many cracks in the ground. Xu Ming's roars became the main melody. His body was blasted to the ground again and again from mid-air. Every time he got up and charged out, the same thing would happen!
Dugu Lin, who stood in mid-air without saying a word and had an expressionless face, seemed to be an undefeatable fate to Xu Ming. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how he self-destructed his Dharma treasures, unleashed his trump cards, and even used secret techniques to exhaust himself, it was all in vain!
All his hard work, from the beginning to the end, in front of his opponent, was just … a single punch!
It was a complete suppression. There was no suspense at all. From the moment he arrived until now, Xu Ming was covered in blood. His hair was disheveled. The despair and indignation in his heart had turned into torture, driving him mad.
"Dugu Lin! Your opponent is me!!! " After being blasted down from mid-air again, Xu Ming coughed up chunks of his internal organs and struggled to his feet. Blood flowed down from his forehead into his eyes, dyeing the world red. It made him look even more ferocious. However, there was no madness in his voice, only bitterness and struggle.
That was because … after the second punch, Dugu Lin, who hadn't said a single word, didn't look at Xu Ming. His gaze was fixed on the map in the night sky, on the location where Wang Baole and Zhou Chudao were fighting.
Even though he couldn't see the battle, Dugu Lin's eyes were filled with longing and anticipation. As for Xu Ming … there were only two words in his heart.
Useless chicken and pottery dog!
This disregard was what made Xu Ming feel the most bitter. He was also a personal disciple. Before this, he had been filled with confidence. However, after this battle, he understood … that compared to Dugu Lin, he was nothing.
That feeling of helplessness made Xu Ming feel bitter, but he still couldn't accept it. Therefore, as he panted, the will to fight was reignited in his eyes. He was about to charge forward again. Even if he failed, he would still fight!
However, at that moment … Dugu Lin spoke.
"You're too weak.
"My next punch will kill you. I can't be bothered to kill you, so hand over your key." Dugu Lin retracted his gaze from the sky and looked down at Xu Ming. He spoke calmly, and there was no emotion on his face. There was only coldness and indifference.
However, when that gaze and those words entered Xu Ming's ears, his body suddenly trembled. His intuition told him that Dugu Lin was telling the truth!
If he continued to charge forward, then the moment he reached Dugu Lin's side would be the moment he truly died …
'Should I fight or not?!'
In his silence, Xu Ming felt even more bitter and dispirited. The will to fight in his eyes slowly dissipated. He understood that if he charged forward and didn't die, he would definitely transform. However, in the end … he still didn't want to die.
As he laughed brokenly, Xu Ming threw out the twenty keys in his bosom. As the keys left his bosom, he seemed to have lost all his strength. He could no longer support himself and fell to the ground. He looked at the night sky, but he wasn't looking at Dugu Lin. Instead, he was looking at another battlefield on the night sky map.
"Is it Wang Baole …?" Xu Ming mumbled. Dugu Lin retracted his gaze. This time, he didn't look at the night sky map. Instead, he looked towards the southeast where Wang Baole and Zhou Chudao were fighting …
The moment Xu Ming lost his will to fight and was defeated, the battle between Wang Baole and Zhou Chudao in the southeast had also reached its end. As Zhou Chudao's heart palpitated, as he controlled the awl shield at an extremely fast speed, in his eyes, a large number of blood-colored meridians appeared on Wang Baole's raised right hand.
Those meridians spread out in an instant, and blood-red meridians appeared on other parts of Wang Baole's body as well. In the blink of an eye, they formed the outline of a huge person around him!
A monstrous murderous aura filled the air, and it was incredibly bloody. At the same time, there was also a domineering aura surrounding him, causing Wang Baole's aura to erupt at that moment. Along with the resonance from his body, he looked as if a demon had descended!
"It's over!" As he spoke calmly, Wang Baole's emotions were clearly affected. While his cold voice was filled with cruelty, his body moved. As he took a step forward, he punched out!
That punch surpassed the limits of the Core Formation realm. When it hit the void, cracks suddenly appeared. An aura that could shake the heavens and intimidate the wind and clouds soared from that punch!
From afar, Wang Baole's figure was like a blood-red storm. As lightning filled the air, it was as if a group of demons were dancing wildly. It swept across the sky and suddenly charged towards Zhou Chudao!
That was the real fifth punch!
Twenty percent boost from the resonance!
The first layer of the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor, three times the power!
Amidst the booming sounds, the blood-red storm landed on the awl shield that Zhou Chudao controlled with a roar. At the moment of contact, the awl shield trembled violently, and with cracking sounds, it shattered inch by inch. In the blink of an eye, it was swept by the blood-red storm and directly exploded!
Without stopping, the blood-red storm's aura shook the entire area. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Zhou Chudao. At the critical moment, Zhou Chudao coughed out blood from his mouth and took out seven or eight defensive Enchanted Treasures to block it with all his might.
However, under the blood-red storm, those Enchanted Treasures were extremely weak. With loud bangs, they exploded one by one. At the same time, the blood-red storm swept through the remnant clouds. As he saw it approaching, Zhou Chudao went completely mad. He swung his arms in an attempt to make a final stand. He controlled the shadows behind him to shuttle through his body and block it!
But it was still … useless!
Amidst the booming sounds, his shadows instantly shattered when they came into contact with the blood-red storm. After they collapsed, the blood-red storm suddenly stopped an inch away from the tip of Zhou Chudao's nose, who was filled with despair.
The storm dissipated and turned into Wang Baole's Thearch Armor Fist!
As Zhou Chudao's hair fluttered in the wind, he looked at the fist that was filled with violence and murderous aura before him. Amidst the bitterness in his heart, he heard Wang Baole's cold voice.
"You lost."
Zhou Chudao closed his eyes. As the bitterness in his heart grew stronger, he suddenly sighed. When he opened his eyes, there was a look of helplessness on his face, and he returned to the bearing of an old farmer. As he shook his head, he took out more than twenty keys from his bosom and threw them to the side. He got up and staggered into the distance while sighing.
"I shouldn't have let my wife leave. Why did I have to do this …?"
Wang Baole did not look at the keys Zhou Chudao had thrown to the ground. He stood there and sensed something. He turned his head sideways and looked towards the northwest … That was where Dugu Lin was on the map of the night sky!
When he looked over, Dugu Lin was also looking at the same place. Since they were too far apart, they could not see each other, but that did not affect the eruption of their fighting spirit. It also did not affect the fact that they were looking at each other from a distance!
All of this was seen by the disciples in the square outside. In their eyes, Dugu Lin and Wang Baole were looking at each other in different images. It caused their hearts to tremble, and it seemed to have become an eternal image that was branded in their minds and could not be erased.
The entire square was silent. It was unknown who it was, but someone's soft murmur became the only sound that could be heard.
"Such a prodigy!"
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