Clang clang … Rumble!
Violent clanging sounds reverberated throughout the central square of Cyanwood City.
Yan Guilai had just returned his consciousness to his python body when his scalp went numb from the violent clanging sounds.
Shaking his head, Yan Guilai looked outside and saw that Yuan Hong was locked in a fierce battle with a huge minotaur.
Before leaving, Yan Guilai had hidden his python body in Yuan Hong's bronze spatial bracer. Thus … no matter where Yuan Hong was, Yan Guilai would always be by his side.
Looking carefully, Yuan Hong had already reverted to his original form. He was over nine meters tall and his body was terrifyingly thick. The steel rod in his hand danced about vigorously.
However, the huge minotaur opposite him was not weak at all. It held a huge iron rod that was one meter thick and nine meters long with both hands. It was as if it was waving a bundle of straw as it fiercely clashed with Yuan Hong.
Originally, the sounds of the battle between these two fellows would definitely alarm half of the people in Cyanwood City.
However, at this moment, the location of the battle between the two was a little special.
Looking up at the sky, a huge ancient bell with a diameter of over a hundred meters was hanging high above the ground.
Originally, this ancient bell was used to ring. When it was struck, the sound would spread over a hundred kilometers.
However, at this moment … even though Yuan Hong and the minotaur were fighting under this ancient bell, the earth-shattering rumbling sounds were completely absorbed by the ancient bell.
This ancient bell did not have anything special about it. It was also not some kind of treasure. It was just a huge iron bell that was forged for the purpose of telling the time. The only thing special about it was that it had been around for a long time.
According to historical records, Cyanwood City was the first place that humans settled down after arriving in the Qiankun world. It was also the first city that humans built in the Qiankun world.
This ancient bell was forged by the first batch of humans to arrive in the Qiankun world. From now … it had a history of tens of millions of years.
Yan Guilai couldn't help but sigh in admiration as he watched the minotaur fighting Yuan Hong under the cover of the huge ancient bell.
In terms of power alone, Yuan Hong's Wrought Steel Rod was definitely more powerful than the Tauren's giant iron pillar.
However, in terms of weight, the huge iron pillar in the minotaur's hand was at least a hundred tons in weight. It was definitely not something the Wrought Steel Rod could compare to.
Obviously, this tauren was the one mentioned by Yuan Gang and Yuan Hong. He was the tauren with the bloodline of the Mad Bull. The giant iron rod in his hand was obviously used to strike the bell.
After arriving at Cyanwood City, Yuan Hong, who loved to fight, would definitely want to meet this Ox Tribe Hercules. As for hiding and spying, those were not things that Yuan Hong was good at.
The Tauren swung the hundred-ton Bell Iron Pillar and bulged his body. His muscles were not inferior to Yuan Hong's, and he bravely clashed with Yuan Hong. He was not at a disadvantage.
However, the Bell Iron Pillar was, after all, not an Imperial Armament. It was merely heavy.
Thus, if one were to look carefully, one would see that the enormous Bell Iron Pillar was already covered with scars. Those scars were obviously caused by Yuan Hong's Wrought Steel Rod.
As for Yuan Hong, although the Wrought Steel Rod in his hand only weighed eighteen thousand jin, one must know … that the Wrought Steel Rod had become an Imperial Armament under Xiao Jin's refinement.
After the Wrought Steel Rod became an Imperial Armament, other than being tough, flexible, and heavy, and being able to repair itself, its greatest characteristic was that it was able to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth to increase the weight of the Wrought Steel Rod.
Thus, although the Wrought Steel Rod did not appear to be as big as the Bell Iron Pillar in the minotaur's hand, in terms of weight alone, it was not inferior in the slightest.
Although the minotaur was not at a disadvantage in the slightest, the enormous iron pillar in his hand was, after all, incomparably heavy. Furthermore, it was not tough enough.
At this moment, it was unknown how long the two of them had been fighting. In short … the enormous iron pillar in the minotaur's hand was already filled with scars and cracks.
Amidst a violent clanging sound, Yuan Hong raised the Wrought Steel Rod up high and leaped over a hundred meters into the air. Then, he smashed the rod down at the minotaur with all his might.
Faced with Yuan Hong's all-out strike, the minotaur proudly straightened his body and raised the nine-meter-long, one-meter-wide Bell Iron Pillar high above his head, forcibly blocking Yuan Hong's all-out strike.
Rumble … Crack …
The violent rumbling sound was completely absorbed by the ancient bell above his head. However, at such a close distance, Yan Guilai could still hear it very clearly. Amidst the violent rumbling sound, there was a slight sound of metal cracking.
Upon closer inspection, a horizontal crack had appeared in the middle of the enormous iron pillar in the minotaur's hand.
Frowning, Yan Guilai knew that the enormous iron pillar in the minotaur's hand was most likely finished.
Although it weighed over a hundred tons, weight could not replace quality, let alone hardness.
Under Yuan Hong's ferocious smashing, the enormous iron pillar was not only scarred on the outside, but even the internal structure of the iron pillar was already twisted and broken under the force of the force. The strength of the iron pillar dropped again and again, and it would not be able to hold on for much longer.
Finally …
Amidst the cracking sounds, under Yuan Hong's three consecutive strikes, the enormous iron pillar in the minotaur's hand finally could not hold on any longer. From the horizontal crack in the middle, the iron pillar finally broke apart.
The minotaur's hands lightened, and he held half of the iron pillar in each hand, continuing to resist Yuan Hong's torrential attacks.
Holding half of a heavy iron pillar that weighed over fifty tons in each hand, the minotaur's face showed no fear. He waved his hands continuously, blocking Yuan Hong's every strike.
However, Yuan Hong was not at a disadvantage at all. The more he fought, the more courageous he became. The Wrought Steel Rod in his hand was waved around, making whooshing sounds.
Crack! Crack …
Finally, after a dozen strikes, the two sections of the iron pillar in the minotaur's hands were finally smashed into countless pieces of iron by Yuan Hong's Wrought Steel Rod, splattering everywhere.
The minotaur's face was bitter as he looked at the broken pieces of iron on the ground. Now that his weapon was gone, how was he going to continue fighting?
Using his physical body to fight against the Wrought Steel Rod? That would be a joke. After losing his weapon, Yuan Hong only needed one strike to smash his brain and kill him.
Huff …
Putting away the Wrought Steel Rod in his hand, Yuan Hong said proudly, "You have already lost. How about it … According to the rules of the Ox Tribe, you should be my mount now!"
Hmph!
The minotaur snorted coldly and stubbornly raised his head. "I did not lose, and you did not win. You only had the advantage of a weapon. If my weapon was not broken, you would not have been able to defeat me!"
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