Zhuo Luo's injuries were not fatal, but his body pierced by water droplets and his skin injured by sword energy left him covered in bruises. The final flash of light also drained his strength. For the next day, he would not be able to fight, let alone escape.
The only remaining fighting force of the Nameless Team was Meng Xiang, who would face three Deep Enlightenment-level warriors. It would be easy for him to escape, but even without the Realm of the Gods, any one of the three warriors in front of him could tear his companions to pieces in a few seconds.
If a strong person with potential lock level 3 or below can still fight against a strong person with potential lock level 4 who is at the initial stage of subtlety, and can also use numbers or the power of some props and magic weapons to entangle with the strong person at the initial stage of subtlety, then, facing a strong person at the deep stage of subtlety, they are like pigs on the stage, to be cut by anyone.
Once upon a time, the many strong men of the Prop Reincarnation Team did not dare to face Qin Hao head-on, let alone the Nameless Team
The atomic-level attack of a deep and subtle master can only be countered by a potential lock level 4 master who also possesses subtle power. Otherwise, no matter how strong the power is, it will be like poured water drops and will be blown away.
Meng Xiang and his companions were surrounded in the "Wall of Heart". Jie Juan used the natural teeth and holy light to treat Zhuo Luo. Although the injury was not serious, his energy was exhausted. Even if he was healed with the holy arrow, Zhuo Luo could not recover his fighting ability.
Zhuo Luo was depressed. He supported Han Fan with all his strength, stood up shakily, and said apologetically, "I lost."
"No... It doesn't matter, just rely on us from now on." Han Fan patted Zhuo Luo's shoulder gently and forced a smile.
In fact, even Jiejuan couldn't laugh now, and even Gu Panpan couldn't talk nonsense.
The Nameless Team was on the verge of being wiped out. No matter how strong Meng Xiang was, he couldn't fight one against three.
Through the mind link, Mu Fei'er conveyed the words of his companions. No matter how many words they said, their meaning was only one: "Meng Xiang, run away quickly."
"Run away?" Meng Xiang didn't even need to communicate with his mind, he hummed softly, "Why should I run away? Now they are not targeting me, but I am targeting them. If I can't even deal with these three strong men, how can I fight in the future?"
Meng Xiang's goal was to defeat the True Gods, and all 365 True Gods were at least at the Potential Lock Level 5. 15 Everyone knew what he meant. If he couldn't even defeat the three Deep Enlightenment-level experts in front of him, then how could he fight against the True Gods in the future
His companions knew Meng Xiang's character too well. His decision would not be influenced by anyone. Moreover, with Meng Xiang's character, how could he abandon his companions and live alone under this situation
The words of his companions came again. They were not persuading, but full of encouragement. "Meng Xiang, come on."
Meng Xiang looked back at his companions, pulled the corners of his mouth together, and showed a very naughty smile, without feeling nervous at all.
"Don't worry, leave everything to me. As long as I kill them, I will get at least more than 20,000 points. This is a huge reward, how can I let it go?" Meng Xiang laughed, stepped out of the "Wall of Heart", walked to a distance, and confronted the coyote.
Meng Xiang was not confident, but he was at his wit's end. He had no other choice but to defeat the enemy.
"Haha, Meng Xiang, I didn't expect you to be so joking." The coyote opened its mouth, spitting out saliva, and laughed at Meng Xiang.
Since he had no other options, Meng Xiang stopped thinking about it. Thinking back on his companions' words of encouragement, his fighting spirit became even higher. Apart from breaking through to the Deep Entry Stage and defeating a Deep Entry Stage expert with his strength, there was no chance of another miracle.
Meng Xiang never believed that his strength was limited to this point. He had always been full of confidence. He had fought his way through all the difficulties, experienced life and death, and finally possessed the power to shake the world. He would never give up easily. Since Wu Jian could break through in the fierce battle, why couldn't he? The alien energy that adhered to the atoms seemed to be much weaker after the fierce battle just now. If he worked harder, he would definitely be able to break through the invisible film.
Focus on breaking through, no longer thinking about life or death, and no longer thinking about your companions. Only by breaking through the realm can you survive and save your companions.
Such thoughts made the atoms that made up the energy particles move. Meng Xiang got ready and couldn't wait.
"Meng Xiang, your companions helped Wu Jian break through to the Deep and Subtle Stage, so you are also obliged to be a stepping stone for me to reach a higher level. Do you know how much I am looking forward to this decisive battle? It's a pity that I lost the rock-paper-scissors game, otherwise, I wouldn't have to deliberately intervene in the reincarnation world and compete with you first." The coyote raised his jaw and lightly bent his legs. The muscles of his whole body condensed and solidified, turning his body into a substance harder than iron.
Iron Block is a defensive technique among the six styles. The coyote uses his werewolf body and the iron block to make his physical strength far surpass that of Meng Xiang after he was transformed into a demon, and also surpasses any physique that can be exchanged in the main god space.
"You are wrong." Meng Xiang's spiritual power surged, and with a "burst", the energy turned into raging waves, spreading outwards one wave after another. The ground that had been blasted into fine sand due to the previous battle was stripped off and blown up, forming a sandstorm.
"You are the stepping stone for my breakthrough." Meng Xiang said with a grin. The next second, the ground shattered due to Meng Xiang's flying, the space trembled due to Meng Xiang's power, and the reincarnationists were terrified by Meng Xiang's power.
The initial spiritual gathering exploded, and the overflowing energy made the entire realm of gods tremble.
"Bang!" Meng Xiang's flying kick hit the coyote's arms. The coyote's melee ability was extraordinary. Its speed, reaction, and strength were not comparable to those of the Hell Messenger Li Si. With its powerful and subtle explosive power, it actually took Meng Xiang's attack.
Since Meng Xiang has activated the initial stage of Spirit Gathering, he cannot afford to make any mistakes. The time limit of 20 seconds is the biggest flaw of Spirit Gathering. Even if he activates the Spirit Gathering with all his strength, although he can definitely suppress the coyote within the time limit, with the coyote's werewolf bloodline's recovery ability and physique, he will definitely not be able to give it a fatal blow, so he gives himself 3 seconds to suppress the coyote and increase his momentum.
Moreover, he had to retain his strength to create an opportunity, an illusion, for the next counterattack...
"Boom boom boom..." The energy fluctuations emitted by each of Meng Xiang's punches were as powerful as a miniature nuclear bomb, and their speed was so fast, far exceeding the speed of sound. To others, his fists were like invisible. In fact, countless punches bombarded the coyote from all directions, leaving the coyote no time to even use the "Shave" to escape.
The coyote did not run away either. Atomic-level attacks were its biggest advantage. No matter how strong Meng Xiang was, once he was confronted with the atomic-level attack power, his strength would be disintegrated. So although it was strenuous, the coyote almost caught every punch of Meng Xiang with its bare hands.
However, the ground could no longer withstand such a powerful force. With a "clang", the entire ground sank and exploded. Even Mu Feier, who was a hundred meters away, could feel the subtle attack force constantly coming. The ground was shaking and even cracks kept appearing. He had to quickly leave the battle site between the two strong men with his companions.
"Boom" a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and cracks appeared in the entire space shrouded by the realm of gods. The ground a hundred meters away sank into a sinkhole tens of meters deep.
Qushen panted slightly, muttering to himself, "What a terrible power. Most of the power that shocked the realm of the gods came from Meng Xiang. Although this guy is only at the initial stage of micro-entry, he has the power of a potential lock level 5 strongman. Once he breaks through to the deep micro-entry, we are definitely not his opponents, otherwise..." Qushen is different from Wujian and Tulang. He is not a brainless berserker. He watched the battle from the side and had an idea in his mind, "The rules of the game are only for the game. Meng Xiang's power has surpassed the game. The relationship between him and us is no longer a relationship between players. If I don't eliminate this powerful enemy as soon as possible, I can retreat unscathed, but Tulang and Wujian, these two idiots, may be killed here."
As the thoughts of the god-driving spirit fluctuated, Mu Fei'er felt that the pressure from the realm of the gods was increasing. She had to gradually strengthen the "wall of the heart" in order to compete with the realm of the gods.
"Bang!" Meng Xiang's right hand hit the coyote's left palm. The coyote had no way to avoid it. Even with his careful reduction of force, he could only reduce half of the force. The remaining force was no longer something its left hand could resist. Meng Xiang's fist that hit its left palm, together with its left palm, hit the coyote's face.
"Swoosh... Boom" the coyote flew over a hundred meters like an arrow and dived into the ground, scraping the entire ground.
Meng Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. The power of the initial stage of spiritual gathering could indeed suppress the coyote. However, the coyote's melee ability was too strong. In order to give it a fatal blow, he had to use spiritual bullets.
However, given the speed of the coyote, could the bullet hit it? The chance was slim.
"Qishen, what are you doing?" The coyote in the distance pushed the ground apart, kicked the air repeatedly in midair, and rushed back to the battlefield in seconds. It was furious, staring fiercely with wolf eyes, and yelled as if it was looking at an enemy, "Qishen, why are you strengthening the realm of the gods? Are you trying to threaten Meng Xiang with this? Do you want to break the rules of the game?"
The status of all righteous gods are equal. Even if the strong ones in the Free Reincarnation Team have different opportunities to break through the realm, they are originally gene-locked strong ones, and they possess the arrogance and experience of gene-locked strong ones. Short-term strength does not mean eternity. Therefore, Wu Jian’s current strength seems to be the weakest, and he will not bow to the Driving God. His eyes are like those of a coyote, staring at the Driving God like an enemy.
Qu Shen could only force out a smile, feeling quite embarrassed. He regretted setting the rules of the game. He was not afraid of the ridicule of the Nameless Team, but he was afraid that the two belligerents, Coyote and Swordless, would get angry out of shame.
He decided to leave his companions behind with Coyote and Wu Jian and enter the reincarnation world alone. However, he lost in the final rock-paper-scissors game to decide the opponent, so he was just a spectator. Therefore, even if he understood Meng Xiang's threat, he could not influence the one-on-one duel.
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