Bang!
Coiling Dragon had shrunk to a third of his size. Even though he was trying his best to suppress it, it was said that a leopard never changes its spots. He was so arrogant that he almost said 'five moves', and without wasting any words, he took a step forward and charged at Zhao Chen.
"You call that gentle?"
Chen Hao was truly speechless. If he had known this would happen, he would not have let this fellow fight even if he had to stifle himself to death. But it was too late to say anything now. Fortunately, he had the disguise of the Transfiguration Ring, and no one would recognize him as Coiling Dragon no matter how irascible he was. After all, Coiling Dragon's primordial beast aura could not be concealed without the Transfiguration Ring. Moreover, it was indeed 'gentle' for Coiling Dragon.
"Arrogant! You want to sign up for five hundred moves just because you cut me down in a hundred moves? "
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Zhao Chen was enraged by Coiling Dragon's blatant disdain, and he swung his sword to meet the attack. Streaks of sword light instantly filled the air like a gentle drizzle, while Zhao Chen's figure seemed to have turned into a willow in the wind, dancing with the wind.
"It's actually the soft way of the sword?"
Everyone in the crowd, including Chen Hao, was a little surprised. It was not that the soft way of the sword was strong, but that it did not fit in with someone as irascible as Zhao Chen.
Still, it had to be said that it was the best tactic to counter someone as wild as Coiling Dragon.
Fortunately, Coiling Dragon's true strength was far more than what he had shown. Otherwise, even Chen Hao and Hu Meiniang would not have been able to predict who would win in this battle of strength and yang against yin and gentleness …
"Aaaaah … Bloody hell, you're acting like a woman. Fight me if you're a man!"
Coiling Dragon, who was about to suffer internal injuries from holding himself back, yearned for a head-on battle. He would be able to vent even if he was covered in wounds, but Zhao Chen of the Sky Demon was like cotton, rendering Coiling Dragon's ferocious attacks useless.
"That's the effect I want!" Zhao Chen's voice was ethereal, and her graceful figure was pleasing to the eyes. If it was a beautiful woman who displayed such a sword skill, it would really be a pleasure.
Coiling Dragon really wanted to bring out the Ares Axe and chop this guy into pieces. However, not to mention the Ares Axe, even his strength would be suppressed by half.
"Damn it! I don't believe it! "
Boom!
With an explosion, Coiling Dragon, who was attacking wildly, suddenly retreated. Soon after, under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Coiling Dragon stood in the air and punched the ground.
Bang! Rumble …
The ferocious golden fist made the entire Broken Peak tremble violently. The mountains and rivers that stretched for tens of thousands of miles trembled.
"Is this guy crazy?"
"Isn't this a waste of energy?"
Many cultivators were stunned when they saw that Pan Long did not attack his opponent, but instead bombarded the ground with violent power. This was completely irrational behavior. After all, the opponent's soft sword was impenetrable, and his defense was able to deflect the force of the attack. It was already exhausting Pan Long's power, but he was still wasting his power. It was really puzzling.
But it was only for a split second, but a loud rumbling sound erupted from the broken peak. When huge rocks rose from below the coiling dragon, everyone's eyes widened in shock.
"No way?"
Even Chen Hao was speechless. Damn it. Stupid people have stupid methods. To think that Coiling Dragon could come up with such a stupid but absolutely effective method. This was … great wisdom disguised as stupidity!
Of course, seeing this scene, Chen Hao also knew that Coiling Dragon would rather hold back than continue playing with this guy from the Sky Demon Race.
"I'll smash you to death without a dick!"
Pew pew pew pew pew …
Boulders after boulders danced in the air like locusts, flying toward Zhao Chen from every direction. Coiling Dragon's fighting spirit, spirit, and True Yuan surged out of his body, imbuing each boulder with extremely violent energy. Borrowing all things in the world, he condensed an eight-sided cage!
Meanwhile, Coiling Dragon himself turned into a streak of light and appeared in the air above Zhao Chen, stomping down!
Anyone could see that Coiling Dragon had used up all his strength in this one move. He was going all out!
Pester? Wear down? Wear down his strength?
That was a straightforward and frantic blossoming in the shortest time possible. If he could defend, he would die. If he couldn't, he would live! There was no room for negotiation!
"Ah —!"
The Sky Demon Race's Zhao Chen did not expect Coiling Dragon to be so ferocious. He was definitely fighting with no regard for his own life, completely disregarding life and death. Against such a lunatic, there was no hope even if he wanted to continue fighting. All he could do was fight with his life on the line!
Pew pew pew!
The Soft Sword Dao suddenly disappeared. Zhao Chen madly urged his sword, unleashing ten thousand swords in an instant, each of them containing his most powerful strength. When enemies meet on a narrow path, the brave wins!
In this life and death situation, he could not hold anything back!
Rumble …
A series of terrifying explosions resounded through the world. Stone fragments swirled and filled the air above Broken Peak, completely engulfing the two figures.
Everything within tens of thousands of miles was silent. Everyone stared blankly at the scene, inhaling sharply.
Against such a person who was willing to fight with his life on the line, all battle techniques and tactics were useless. Only the release of one's true strength was the absolute truth. It was even more vicious than the Seven Wounds Fist!
"Damn, what a talent …"
Chen Hao's lips curled into a smile. It had to be said that Coiling Dragon had done well. He had let everyone know that he was a true brave man who was neither weak nor strong, without revealing his greater strength.
"Brother Pan is mighty … so strong!"
"Brute!"
In the distance, Lan Feng and Chen Ling exclaimed inwardly.
They were not at all worried that Coiling Dragon would lose. His opponent was merely the sixth-ranked elite of the Sky Demons, and if Coiling Dragon unleashed his true strength, he would not even be fit to carry his shoes. How could anything happen to him? On the other hand, countless human and Sky Demon cultivators were staring nervously at Broken Peak, where stone fragments and dust filled the air, waiting for the result.
As the dust settled, two bloody figures appeared before everyone's eyes. Coiling Dragon stood proudly, but he was trembling. One of his arms was gone, and a chunk of his head seemed to have fallen off. His body was riddled with sword holes, with blood gushing out. Miserable!
Absolutely miserable!
But …
Compared to his opponent, Zhao Chen of the Sky Demons was even more miserable. That was because … he could not be more dead. His entire head had been reduced to minced meat, and Coiling Dragon's foot happened to be right where his head should have been. It was obvious that his head had been crushed.
"Uh … Junior Brother is really nice to himself … Do you have to be so cruel?" Chen Hao was a little stunned, and hurriedly sent a telepathic message to Hu Meiniang. "Quick, save him!"
"He won't die even if he pretends. What's the rush?"
"F * ck, you're still pretending?"
Hiss!
Despite her words, Hu Meiniang flew directly to Broken Peak, saying at the same time, "Brother Chu, isn't the result clear? Our man is badly injured and can't heal himself. Mei Niang, save him first! "
"Alright! The third round, the humans win! Now 2: 1, the humans lead! "
… …
(Third update, please recommend it. Thank you.)
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