This feeling made him feel very uneasy. It was just the aftermath of a gaze, yet it had brought such a strong sense of threat. Just how much pressure did Old Dad and the rest have to endure?
At this moment, he finally understood why Andrea was so confident in the muscular demon. He had actually set up the bets based on how many minutes the muscular demon could last.
The muscular demon's strength was too terrifying. Just like Old Dad, he was an existence whose realm could not be seen through, yet his strength was extremely great.
Looking worriedly at Old Dad, Ding Ning was surprised to find that although his expression was grave, his gaze was still very calm. It seemed that he did not feel the slightest bit of fear towards the muscular demon's strength.
This made Ding Ning secretly sigh in admiration. Putting everything else aside, Old Dad's state of mind was definitely far superior to his own.
However, this was not strange. A person who had honed his saber technique through massacres all year round, yet had never lost his mind to violence, it would be strange if his state of mind was not high.
The muscular demon did not seem to have much intelligence. Its eyes shone with a monstrous ferocity. It raised its hands and struggled with force. With a crack, the heavy alloy shackles broke.
Roar!
The muscular demon let out a beast-like roar. His dirty feet stomped on the ground. Dragging the heavy shackles on his feet, he charged toward his father and the other two like an arrow leaving the bow. This caused Ding Ning's heart to suddenly rise in his throat.
"Defend!"
Old Dad calmly spat out a single syllable. He suddenly stretched out his arms, causing the muscles on his arms to bulge. He opened his fan-like large hands.
Meng Wenhan and Uncle Xiaowu, who were behind him, suddenly moved. They shot out like nimble monkeys, lightly tapping the ground with the tips of their feet and leaping onto Old Dad's hands.
Old Dad grabbed their ankles with a backhand and began to spin crazily on the spot like a spinning top. He was actually brandishing the two of them like weapons.
Ding Ning was dumbstruck as he watched this scene. He did not know what kind of battle method this was. It was actually so strange.
However, in the next moment, he noticed that Old Dad and the rest had merged into one. Terrifying power rippled out, rapidly forming a transparent spiritual shield in front of them.
It was unknown if the muscular demon had sensed this spiritual shield, but its speed did not decrease in the slightest as it slammed into the spiritual shield.
Bang!
Terrifying shockwaves surged out and the muscular demon was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. It heavily smashed into the ground with a loud bang, creating a crater in the alloy floor.
However, he rolled over and got up as if nothing had happened. His eyes flashed with a fierce glint, and he began to run, accelerating and accelerating …
Elder Father staggered three steps back. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his gaze was still calm. He spat out a single word in the air, "Quick!"
Raising his right hand, the Meng Wenhan in his hand flew out. In the air, it turned into a machete that seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, slashing down toward the Muscular Demon Man.
Although the muscular demon did not possess any intelligence, it instinctively felt threatened. Its accelerating body actually ignored the principle of inertia and abruptly came to a halt.
This extreme movement to extreme stillness brought about an extremely strong visual contrast, making all the spectators feel as if there was a boulder stuck in their chests. They felt so stifled that they wanted to vomit blood.
The machete that Meng Wenhan transformed into also chopped empty air because he suddenly stopped in place. With a boom, it actually forcibly chopped out a gap that was more than ten meters long on the alloy floor, revealing the soil underneath.
"Roar!"
Although the muscular demon was not in a clear state of mind, its battle instincts were extremely terrifying. It seized the moment when Meng Wenhan transformed from a machete into a human and smashed its fist toward his head like a cheetah.
"Shoot!"
However, Elder Father seemed to have expected this. He calmly spat out another word, drawing his right hand into the shape of a bow. Uncle Xiaowu, who was in his left hand, instantly turned into a giant arrow, bringing along a terrifying power of the universe as it whistled toward the muscular demon.
The muscular devil man seemed to have sensed the danger. He came to an abrupt stop and did a 360-degree turn on the spot. His entire body shot into the air like an arrow, causing the arrow that Duan Xiaowu had transformed into to brush past the bottom of his feet.
Bam!
A loud sound rang out and the metal floor started to crack like a spider web. The soil under the floor splattered out, shooting toward the muscular demon who had just landed on the ground, causing him to instinctively cover his eyes.
"Slash!"
Meng Wenhan suddenly let out a shout, and together with Duan Xiaowu, they turned into a machete and an arrow, shooting toward the muscular demon.
"Roar!"
The muscular demon let out a furious roar and swung both of its hands. The half-broken alloy chain on its wrist lashed out fiercely at the two of them like a life-reaping steel whip. The terrifying force caused even the space around it to ripple.
"Spin!"
Elder Father let out a shout and the machete and arrow actually spun miraculously in the air.
Clang clang clang!
A series of sparks flew in all directions, producing the sound of metal colliding. The crazily spinning machete and arrow forcibly destroyed the terrifying attack of the alloy chain.
Swoosh!
The spinning speed of the machete and arrow was reduced by the power of the neutralized attack. They spiraled toward Elder Father, who was striding toward them.
"Die!"
The muscular demon transformed into a human for the first time since entering the arena. With a shout, it curled up into a ball and shot toward Elder Father.
Before the three of them could join up with each other, the Muscular Demon Man's speed was as fast as lightning. Caught off guard, Old Father could only cross his arms in front of him, his muscles bulging out to block the attack.
Boom!
Elder Father was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He landed heavily on the ground and slid for over ten meters before coming to a stop, leaving a deep mark on the alloy ground.
"Urgh!"
Elder Father spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was deathly pale and his aura rapidly weakened.
Ding Ning's eyes were wide open. Just as he was about to attack regardless of the consequences, Elder Father's unquestionable voice rang in his ears, "Don't interfere. This is a battle that belongs to us."
Ding Ning looked at Elder Father with reddened eyes. He clenched his fists tightly and the veins on his forehead bulged. However, he did not want to go against Elder Father's wishes, so he could only clench his teeth and stop his urge to attack.
"Big brother, are you alright?"
Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu had already rushed over and helped Elder Father up.
"I'm fine."
Elder Father stood up and broke free from their hands. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the muscular demon. He said in an extremely low voice, "We have to confirm his identity no matter what today."
"Yes!"
Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu responded in unison with determination in their eyes.
Ding Ning listened to their conversation and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. He suddenly felt that Elder Father and Duan Xiaowu were hiding something from him.
"Die!"
Before Ding Ning could figure out what was going on, the muscular demon charged at him again with a terrifying murderous intent.
"Comprehend!"
His father took a deep breath and roared.
Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu's hands drew shadows and formed a strange transparent seal in the blink of an eye. They shot toward the muscular demon.
After they formed the seal, their aura rapidly weakened as if they were about to collapse. They sat on the ground with pale faces.
Perhaps the muscular demon did not sense any threat from the seal. The unconscious muscular demon did not dodge and allowed the seal to merge into its forehead.
Ding Ning's eyes widened in shock. He felt that he could not see through Elder Father and Duan Xiaowu anymore. That seal was clearly a talisman seal that he had never seen before. How could Elder Father and Duan Xiaowu know talismans? Moreover, it was a divine talisman formed by the power of one's spirit.
"Slash!"
Elder Father shouted softly. He turned his body into a saber and charged at the muscular demon.
Bam!
The muscular demon did not take a single step back, but his father was sent flying once again. He began to vomit blood crazily in mid-air, causing blood to splatter all over the ground. After flying for over ten meters, he finally landed heavily on the ground with a bang. He struggled to stand up a few times, but he was unable to do so no matter what he did. He lay powerlessly on the ground, panting heavily. However, his eyes were fixed on the muscular demon that was walking towards him step by step. His gaze was filled with strong anticipation and an indescribable complicated emotion.
Seeing the muscular demon walking toward Elder Father step by step with a monstrous ferocity, Ding Ning could no longer keep his silence. He was about to attack without any regard for anything else when Elder Father's unprecedentedly stern voice rang in his ears, "If you're still my son, then don't move. Even if you have to watch me die, don't move."
"Elder Father..."
Ding Ning's entire body was trembling. He forced himself to stop in his tracks and clenched his fists. His eyes were red as he clenched his teeth and transmitted his voice, "You can't possibly let me watch you die, can you?"
"Trust me. Just watch."
Elder Father's voice became a little gentler, but it was still filled with an unquestionable tone.
"Three minutes. To think that he managed to last for three minutes. This is too unexpected."
In front of the screen, a tycoon unintentionally looked at the time. His body trembled as he shouted in disbelief.
"Damn, this barbarian team is really too strong. To think that they could last so long against the muscular demon. Damn it, what a loss. I bet that they wouldn't be able to last for two minutes."
"Sigh! I bet that they wouldn't be able to last for a minute. Even though I lost, it's worth it to be able to watch such an exciting battle. "
"Hahaha, I won. I bet that they would be able to last for three minutes. It's a pity that I only bet 100 million. If I had known this would happen, I would have bet more."
"Just be satisfied. I bet 300 million that they wouldn't be able to last for two minutes. It's all gone down the drain now."
"It's a pity that the barbarian team did not manage to defeat the muscular demon in the end."
"Haha, it's already an upset for the barbarian team to be able to last for three minutes. Do you think it's possible for them to pull off a major upset and defeat the muscular demon?"
"That's true. Even though the barbarian team is stronger than expected, there's still a huge gap between them and the muscular demon."
"Haha, I just want to know how Halidan and the rest are feeling right now."
"Even though it's said that riches come with risks, it has to be realistic, alright? Is it realistic for the barbarian team to win against the muscular demon?"
...
The battle that had happened previously was too thrilling, and everyone had gotten carried away watching it. They subconsciously held their breaths and even forgot about the time. It was only when they heard the tycoon's exclamation that they came back to their senses. Their emotions boiled like boiling water.
The Oil Prince was so happy that he could not close his mouth. Even though he did not pull off a major upset, this small upset had already put him in an invincible position.
He subconsciously looked at Halidan and the rest. When he saw that they were all smiling bitterly but did not look remorseful, he could not help but feel curious.
If Halidan was doing it to return a favor, then what were Henry, Helena, and Millus doing it for? Could it be that they were trying to win big with small gains? Based on their usual style, it did not seem possible.
Zhao Junyu's expression was very ugly. Even though the battle was not over yet, the outcome was already decided. It was only a matter of time before the barbarian team was destroyed. Even though he had only lost the money he had won, he had never liked the feeling of losing.
Especially losing to a guy with low intelligence like Mory. He did not know how smug he would be later.
Even though the barbarian team had unexpectedly exploded with powerful combat power and actually managed to last for more than three minutes, the outcome did not change. Mory was all smiles when he thought about how he could finally win against Zhao Junyu. If not for the fact that the battle was not over yet, he could not help but ridicule Zhao Junyu.
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