Unknowingly, Ding Lie had turned from passive to active. He had completely controlled the rhythm of the battle, and the scales of victory had gradually begun to tilt in his favor.
If there were no accidents, the outcome of this battle would no longer be in doubt.
However, in this world, there were many things that did not go one's way. Even a cooked duck could fly away, let alone in America.
Therefore, an armed helicopter approached from afar and broke the temporary balance. Ding Lie suddenly woke up from his epiphany and retracted his sword intent. Francis also took the opportunity to escape. While he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he felt even more humiliated and annoyed.
Hobbit wasn't a warrior, so he couldn't sense Francis's aura through the screen, let alone hear what they were saying. Therefore, when he saw that Francis didn't kill the group of yellow-skinned monkeys that were jumping up and down as he had expected, he was in a bad mood.
Therefore, he immediately made a decision. He took out the backup plan he had prepared and personally took the helicopter to execute the second plan.
"Damn bug, you've completely angered me. Kneel down and beg for my forgiveness. Maybe I'll let you die a less painful death."
Francis's face was ferocious as he stared at Ding Lie and scolded him sternly. The Qi and blood all over his body were boiling like a volcano that was about to erupt, filled with a powerful and terrifying aura.
"You talk too much nonsense."
Ding Lie showed no fear. He slowly pulled out the butcher's knife, but the terrifying battle intent around him continued to rise.
"F * ck, repent in hell. Thunder Fist."
Francis let out a furious roar, and the muscles and bones all over his body actually let out muffled sounds of thunder. A ball of bright light suddenly lit up on his fist, and with the terrifying sound of thunder, it actually set off a series of ripples in the air. He raised his hand and punched toward Ding Lie.
Ding Ning, who had been alarmed by the helicopter, opened his eyes from his healing. His heart instantly tightened, and his muscles tightened, ready to rescue at any time.
Kong Lei was ready. She opened her mouth slightly, and there was a faint five-colored brilliance flickering. Once her eunuch was defeated, she would immediately spit out the Five Elements Spiritual Treasure to kill Francis.
The Dragon King brothers also instantly tensed up. They quietly clenched their fists, ready to attack at any time.
Only Duan Xiaowu and the others, although nervous, did not look worried. They seemed to be full of confidence in Ding Lie.
"Since you helped me break through, I'll let you have three moves first. After that, I'll definitely kill you."
Ding Lie's indifferent voice suddenly sounded. The arrogance and confidence in his tone caused Ding Ning to relax slightly and give up on his plan to attack immediately.
Boom!
Francis threw out a heavy punch. It was like a molecular explosion. A strong wind suddenly rose, and the horrifying airwaves rolled, making people unable to look at it directly. Ding Lie's body suddenly shattered.
"Smelly insect, to me, you're just an ant that I can kill with a wave of my hand. I don't know where you got the courage to say that you'll let me have three moves … Ugh!"
Francis said arrogantly with a disdainful grin on his face. However, before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly like a hen being strangled by its neck. He cried out involuntarily, "Afterimage?"
"One move."
Ding Lie's voice suddenly came from behind him. He was so startled that he dashed hundreds of meters away like a bird startled by the twang of a bowstring. He only dared to turn around when he felt safe, with a look of disbelief on his face.
However, when Xiao Chen saw Ding Lie standing there without moving, showing no intention of launching a sneak attack, his face immediately turned hot. However, he felt even more rage and humiliation. He flew into a rage out of humiliation and roared sternly, "You were lucky to dodge my punch. Do you really think that you can fight against me? Die, you damned bastard!"
Crack, crack, crack!
Francis's slightly hunched body slowly straightened up, and the joints all over his body made a crisp sound. His muscles and bones sounded at the same time, and his vigorous Qi and blood rushed to the sky. He said word by word in the non-standard Shenzhou language, "Rolling Thunder Kill."
Before he finished speaking, his entire body suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning. A muffled sound rang out.
With a thunder-like explosion, he suddenly appeared in front of Ding Lie, and his fist, which was flashing with faint electric light, suddenly blasted out.
Ding Lie arrogantly said that he would let him make three moves, which had completely irritated him. Therefore, he directly used a horrible killing move to finish the job in one stroke.
Ding Ning's heart instantly rose to his throat, and he had already taken a step forward. He could see that Francis's punch was more than twice as powerful as the previous one. It was definitely a trump card. If his father was hit, he would definitely die.
"Believe in your father."
Uncle Xiaowu suddenly grabbed him, and his voice was calm.
Ding Ning was slightly stunned and stopped, but he didn't say anything. He stared at his father's strong figure without blinking.
"What!"
Then, he let out a cry of surprise. He didn't notice how his father avoided that punch before, but this time, he saw it clearly.
At the moment when the Rolling Thunder Kill was about to hit his father, an almost undetectable saber light suddenly flashed under his feet. Without any delay, he strangely disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared behind Francis.
"Is it really because your father's nickname of Shura came for nothing? Defeating the strong as the weak, and fighting against those of a higher level is his strong point."
Meng Wenhan said with a relaxed expression, without the slightest worry.
Ding Ning's lips curled into a happy smile, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He was more and more curious about his father's experiences these years.
That Saber Step … uh, it was the step that his father used to avoid Francis's attack. He didn't know what to call it, so he just called it Saber Step for now.
That Saber Step was extremely exquisite. Although it was completely different from the Unrivaled Move that Old Donkey taught him, they had the same effect. They were both the most practical footwork combat skills.
With his current experience, he was no longer a newbie in martial arts. From the clan leader, Ye Manyao, he learned that martial arts were roughly divided into three types: offensive combat skills, defensive combat skills, and footwork combat skills.
Among them, offensive combat skills were the most common, defensive combat skills were the second, and footwork combat skills were the rarest and most precious.
Footwork combat skills were further divided into two types: one was a footwork combat skill that could increase one's movement speed, and the other was a footwork combat skill that could move in a small area during a battle.
The latter was even rarer than the former. Even the Sacred Maiden Tribe, a top sect that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, only one footwork combat skill had been passed down, and its level was very low. It was only a mystic level footwork combat skill.
But even so, this mystic level footwork combat skill was not something that anyone could learn. Only those who had made great contributions to the tribe and were of the direct bloodline were qualified to learn it.
From this, it could be seen how precious and rare footwork combat skills were. It could be said that having a footwork combat skill was equivalent to having one more life-saving means in a battle. Even if one was no match for the opponent, one would not die on the spot.
Of course, if the enemy also knew footwork combat skills, or if there was a huge disparity in strength, then it would be a different story.
It was just that Ding Ning had never had the habit of dodging during a battle. His tyrannical body made him like to fight at close range. Therefore, it was the first time that he felt the great power of footwork combat skills in a battle.
"The second move."
His father's indifferent voice came slowly.
Francis's face was as black as charcoal. He felt lucky that he didn't spout arrogant words like the first time he punched. Otherwise, he would have lost a lot of face.
"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, you have completely angered me. This time, I will definitely kill you."
Francis gritted his teeth and roared angrily.
The helicopter was hovering a few hundred meters away. Those military personnel who regarded him as their protector must be watching their battle from the helicopter. If he could not kill Ding Lie quickly and cleanly, then he would lose face as their protector. At the same time, it would also seriously affect the prestige of Martial God Odin and the Special Warfare Department. This was an outcome that he could not accept.
"Bang!"
After Francis said those harsh words, he instantly went berserk. The clothes on his upper body were suddenly torn under the violent aura, and his naked upper body was completely different from his actual age. The muscles on his upper body were like those of a bodybuilder.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Is this the rhythm of showing off your muscles when you can't win?"
Long Luo teased in a strange tone, causing everyone to burst into laughter. Francis was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. With a ferocious expression, he shouted, "Bastard, after I kill this ant, I will tear you apart bit by bit."
"I'm so scared. Old bastard, it's not too late for you to talk big if you can survive from Asura."
Long Luo provocatively extended his middle finger.
Francis's old face was so dark that it could drip water. He glared at him viciously and decided not to argue with him. He would use facts to speak.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In the next moment, the teasing smile on Long Luo's face froze. He watched in shock as Francis suddenly sprawled on the ground. The muscles all over his body bulged up and shriveled as he breathed. He cried out involuntarily, "Toading Technique."
Pfft!
Sister Qiao couldn't help but burst out laughing. However, she suddenly found that no one was laughing except for her and Ding Ning. Moreover, their faces were unprecedentedly solemn.
This made her a little uneasy. She quickly stopped smiling and asked Duan Xiaowu in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Is this really a Toading Technique? "
"I'm not sure, but it's very similar."
Duan Xiaowu said with a serious look.
Sister Qiao covered her mouth in surprise and whispered blankly, "Isn't the Toading Technique a martial art in novels? Is it true? "
"It's also born out of reality. Not only is there a real Toading Technique, but it's also a supernatural combat technique. Even if Francis hasn't broken through to the Divine Realm and can't exert its real power, its lethality is extremely terrifying. Elder Brother, I'm afraid it'll be difficult for you to take this move."
Duan Xiaowu explained patiently with a worried look on his face.
"Supernatural combat technique?"
Sister Qiao widened her eyes in shock, and her small mouth formed an "O" shape.
Over the years, she had been wandering around with the Asura Mercenary Group. She was no longer the witch doctor in the Miao Family village who knew nothing about Jianghu. She had a deep understanding of Martial Arts, so she naturally knew what supernatural combat techniques were.
"No matter how powerful it is, it's useless if it can't hit people."
Ding Ning interrupted, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, his father had Saber Steps. Even if he couldn't take it, he could still dodge it.
"You haven't come into contact with supernatural combat techniques, so you don't know how terrible they are."
Dragon King said with a serious look, "Supernatural combat techniques have gone beyond the scope of martial arts. They can initially use the laws of heaven and earth. Its biggest feature is that it can lock the opponent's Qi. That is to say, as long as Francis uses this supernatural combat technique, your father can't dodge it at all. He can only take it head-on."
"What?"
Ding Ning's face changed dramatically. He suddenly stood up and no longer cared about anything else. He took a step forward and was about to take action immediately.
"Go back and don't interfere. This is my battle."
Ding Lie's unquestionable voice suddenly came, which made Ding Ning stop. He shouted anxiously, "Father, but …"
"No buts. Trust me."
Ding Lie's voice was a little softer, but his tone was full of determination. The saber Qi around him was moving, and his fighting intent was rising like an erupting volcano.
"I …"
Ding Ning's face was gloomy. He wanted to kill Francis at all costs so that his father wouldn't be in danger, but he didn't want to disobey his father's wishes. His face was full of confusion.
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