Humph! "
Lang Kui snorted coldly. He could not be bothered to argue with them.
His body twisted and turned in a strange manner, and he shot out like an arrow that left the bow. He dodged Nicholas' punch that was aimed at his back without any delay, and he took the initiative to charge at Augustus like a moth flying into a flame.
He could sense that Nicholas was only slightly weaker than him, and it would take him some time to finish him off. Augustus, on the other hand, was slightly weaker in comparison.
Therefore, he decided to finish off the weaker Augustus first, and then free up his hands to finish off Nicholas.
However, although Augustus was slightly weaker than Nicholas, there was still a limit to his weakness. Especially after he put on the boxing gloves given to him by his master, Odin, his strength suddenly skyrocketed, and he fearlessly threw a punch at Lang Kui.
Boom!
The two collided head-on again, kicking up a cloud of dust.
But this time, Augustus only took three steps back, while Lang Kui did not move at all. However, his flushed face and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth proved that he did not gain any advantage this time.
Kill him while he's weak.
Nicholas was like a cold venomous snake. Taking advantage of Lang Kui's turbulent qi and blood and his lack of inner strength, he appeared behind him in a flash and slapped at his back fiercely.
Augustus had a ferocious smile on his face. Just as he steadied himself, he stomped on the ground and punched at Lang Kui again.
Lang Kui's expression was extremely cold. He knew that if he was not careful, he might die here. He suddenly shouted, "Scram!"
The terrifying sound waves formed transparent ripples visible to the naked eye in the air. With his body as the axis, the ripples spread wildly in all directions.
Lion's Roar!
Ding Ning had always been protective of his subordinates. As his most beloved general, how could Lang Kui not teach him some life-saving tricks?
This Lion's Roar was a trump card that Ding Ning had taught him. However, Lang Kui was of the Gale Wolf Tribe, not the Lion Tribe. He did not master the melody of the soundwave and could not unleash the true power of the Lion Tribe's bloodline magic.
But even if it was not powerful enough, it still had a miraculous effect when used as a life-saving trick when caught off guard.
The terrifying sound waves made Nicholas and Augustus feel as if their eardrums were vibrating, and their brains were buzzing. They were momentarily dazed, and even their hands stopped moving.
Although it was only a short moment, it was more than enough for experts of their level. Lang Kui forcefully endured the pain of his Qi and blood surging in his body. His figure suddenly exploded, and he slammed his palm toward Augustus's chest.
Although Augustus had lost his Divine Soul, his instinctive sense of danger still made him subconsciously raise his arms and block the palm in a flash.
Crack!
Since Augustus had used his arms to block the attack, the gloves had lost their effect. Although Augustus managed to block the fatal palm strike at the critical moment and saved his life, he did not manage to avoid the misfortune of having his arms broken. Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying more than ten meters away and fell heavily on the ground. His arms were broken at a strange reverse angle, and there was a lingering fear in his eyes.
He brushed shoulders with death, and the strong smell of death made him afraid. The eyes that he looked at Lang Kui no longer had the contempt and arrogance from before, but were full of fear.
Yes, he was afraid. He was afraid of this Chinese man who almost killed him. He had no doubt that if he recklessly tried to kill him, even if he could kill him, he would drag him to the grave with him before he died.
Nicholas was not the person involved, so he did not feel the same way as Augustus. He was caught off guard by the lion's roar, and his eardrums were almost shattered. His mind was lost, and even his attack was delayed by half a beat, and Augustus was injured. His first thought was not fear.
But anger, an extraordinary anger.
As the dignified head of the Special Warfare Department, he disregarded his reputation and joined hands with his junior brother to deal with a Chinese monkey. Not only did they not succeed, but he even injured his junior brother. If this was spread out, how could he keep his face? How could the Special Warfare Department keep their face? How could their master, the God of War, keep his face?
"Go to hell, Chinese monkey."
The infuriated Nicholas instantly went berserk. With a bang, the clothes wrapped around his body instantly exploded, revealing a body of bulging muscles that looked like they had been cast from copper and iron. Those sturdy muscles contained an explosive power, and he ferociously punched towards Lang Kui's head with a fist full of rage.
Lang Kui's face showed a trace of ruthlessness. He opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of blood at Nicholas.
Previously, when his Qi and blood were not flowing smoothly, he forced himself to use the lion's roar. Although he got out of the desperate situation of death, it also made his injuries more serious.
Although he had elixirs in his storage ring that could quickly heal his injuries, the problem was that he did not have the chance to take the elixirs. Therefore, he had to escape. As long as he escaped to his young master's side, he would be safe.
If it was in the past, with his character, he would rather die in battle than run away. However, his young master had warned him many times that nothing in this world was more important than being alive.
Some things were worth risking one's life for, and some things were not, such as face and so-called glory.
It only took Lang Kui a thousandth of a second to make a judgment. It was not worth risking his life to fight these two foreign devils. Moreover, it was two against one. It was not shameful to run away. Therefore, he chose to run away immediately.
Although he looked like a big and rough man, he was actually very meticulous. After following Ding Ning, he had been silently observing and learning. Whether it was his combat experience or his grasp of human nature, he had made great progress.
Since Nicholas appeared until now, he had used sneak attacks several times, which was enough to prove that he was an extremely cautious and suspicious person who cherished his life.
Therefore, based on this judgment, Lang Kui did not hesitate to spit the blood in his throat at him.
In fact, this was a mouthful of blood that he had forcefully suppressed after being injured. There was nothing fishy about it, but he was gambling. He was gambling that with Nicholas's suspicious character, he would not believe that this was just a mouthful of ordinary blood.
As it turned out, his gamble was correct. Although Nicholas did not feel any threat from this mouthful of blood, Lang Kui's lion roar had caught them off guard. This made him, who had always been suspicious, immediately believe that there must be some conspiracy in this mouthful of blood. He did not take the method of fighting head-on, but retreated as if he was afraid of snakes and scorpions.
Now was the time.
Lang Kui's eyes flashed. Taking advantage of the gap created by Nicholas dodging the mouthful of blood, he did not hesitate to enter the passage that had been corroded by the demon army's saliva.
"F * ck, go to hell."
Seeing that Lang Kui did not fight and fled, Nicholas immediately realized that he had been tricked. He immediately flew into a rage and cursed. A layer of spiritual light rippled on his fist, and he punched at Lang Kui's fleeing back from more than ten meters away.
The spirit force left his hand and formed a spirit force fist in the air. It smashed into Lang Kui's back like a bolt of lightning.
"Ugh!"
Lang Kui let out a muffled groan and staggered. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His aura quickly became dispirited, but he did not even look back and continued to run.
"Chase him. He was hit by my lightning fist, so he definitely won't be able to hold on for long."
Nicholas revealed a sinister smile. He called out to Augustus, who was putting his broken bones back together, and chased after Lang Kui as if he was flying.
Augustus hesitated for a moment, but he immediately followed.
Although both of his arms were broken, at his current cultivation level, such injuries were simply child's play, and the impact on his combat power was minimal.
Although he feared Lang Kui in his heart, Lang Kui's escape with serious injuries made him very spirited, and that little bit of fear was instantly swept away.
What's more, he was very clear that almost being killed by Lang Kui had already caused his martial will to show signs of collapse. If he could not kill Lang Kui with his own hands, it would be difficult for his cultivation to advance in the future. Therefore, Lang Kui had to die today.
After they disappeared into the passageway, a young man in his early twenties got out of the driver's seat of the Mercedes-Benz.
This young man was tall and straight, and he was dressed in hunting clothes. His long, flowing golden hair was slanted over his shoulders, and his skin was so white that even women would be jealous of him. His exquisite facial features were well-defined, as if they were carved by a knife. His pair of blue eyes were as bright as the stars, and his temperament was noble and elegant. He was like a prince who had walked out of a fairy tale, perfect and impeccable.
However, at this moment, the perfect prince charming frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice, "Nicholas and Augustus are really useless. They actually suffered a loss at the hands of a person at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm. No wonder Teacher secretly accepted me as his last disciple to inherit his mantle. Teacher has lost all his face by relying on them. Forget it, for the sake of Teacher's reputation, I, José, will help these two useless senior brothers this once."
After saying that, José slowly walked into the passageway. With one step, he actually disappeared from where he was.
If Ding Ning saw this scene, he would definitely turn pale with fright, because José was actually using the Distance Shrinking Technique.
And those who could use the Ground Shrinking Technique were all super experts who had a deep understanding of the laws.
That was why everyone was shocked. Normally, only Pericelestial experts could comprehend the Shrinking Technique. However, He Sai was only at the Demigod Realm, yet he was able to perform the Shrinking Technique. It was obvious how monstrous and terrifying his cultivation talent was.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In the passageway, Nicholas had a teasing smile on his face, as if he was a cat playing with a mouse. He slowly walked side by side with Augustus, and a transparent Spiritual Power Fist Print formed in his hands, continuously bombarding the back of Lang Kui, who was staggering.
Lang Kui vomited blood in large mouthfuls, and the continuously worsening injuries caused his pupils to gradually start to dilate. His consciousness also began to become muddled, but a strong desire to survive allowed him to forcibly hold on and not fall down. He continued to stagger towards the Arena.
He knew that Nicholas was deliberately humiliating him, to avenge the humiliation of being scared off by a mouthful of blood, but so what?
Young Master had once said that some people's lives were lighter than a goose feather, but some people's lives were heavier than Mount Tai.
Lang Kui's life was heavier than Mount Tai to Young Master, and this made him deeply moved and deeply proud. Therefore, even if he felt humiliated, he had to live on.
This was because his life did not belong to him, but only to Young Master. In this world, besides Young Master, no one could take Lang Kui's life. Without Young Master's permission, even if God came, he would not be able to take Lang Kui's life.
Originally, he did not have any chance of survival. After all, his injuries were too serious. Even if he was from the Gale Wolf Clan, who was known for his speed, he could not escape from Nicholas's pursuit. But now, because of Nicholas's attitude of a cat playing with a mouse, he had a chance of survival in this hopeless situation.
Almost there, almost there. Very soon, we will be saved.
Lang Kui secretly took out a healing pill, and while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he secretly stuffed it into his mouth.
As soon as the pill entered his stomach, the majestic medicinal power instantly spread to his limbs and bones, quickly healing his injuries.
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