The golden light flashed, and the golden beetle's flying track became a ball of golden light in Meng Xiang's eyes. With his eyesight, he could not tell the position of the golden beetle at all.
In the open space, there were constant "clang clang" sounds, and sometimes Yuan Zhi could be heard screaming in fear, which made Meng Xiang very worried. Even though he couldn't see their movements clearly, he could guess that Yuan Zhi was at a disadvantage.
There was another loud noise, and Yuan Zhi quickly retreated to the side. Her originally neat clothes had become very messy, and the torn clothes revealed her snow-white skin. She was gasping for breath, and blood was oozing from her left arm. A long cut almost ran through her entire forearm, deep enough to expose the bone. With a "clang", she lost control of the knife in her left hand and it fell to the ground.
Yuan Zhi swayed and seemed to be unsteady. Meng Xiang took a closer look and saw blood gushing out of Yuan Zhi's right thigh like a spring, soaking the ground.
It was just a blink of an eye, but the fierce battle had already decided the winner. Yuan Zhi gritted her teeth and shouted fiercely: "I am much stronger than before, how could I lose to this bug?" She shouted proudly, and the black knife in her hand gradually emitted a green light, but the white pointed mark attracted and condensed the green light bit by bit.
Yuan Zhi panted and turned to Meng Xiang and shouted, "You must protect me later."
Meng Xiang was shocked, and did not understand the meaning of Yuan Zhi's words at all. Yuan Zhi's strength was beyond imagination, and he was just an ordinary person. Not to mention the golden beetle in front of him, just a random stink bug would be enough to kill him.
Yuan Zhi didn't explain. Even Meng Xiang felt the aura of the broadsword in her right hand was terrifying. The pointed mark was like a lit cannon bubble, which was very conspicuous on the blade.
"Die! If this move can't deal with you, then I won't have any complaints even if I die." Yuan Zhi swung the sword angrily. A blue light emerged from the blade, just like the sword energy described in martial arts novels, bringing gusts of wind, blowing straight towards the golden beetle.
With another "clang" sound, the knife energy cut across the back of the golden beetle, and a crack more than 10 meters long appeared in front and behind its body. The knife energy was like splitting the earth. But even with such a powerful move, the golden beetle remained unperturbed, and even spread its wings and gently flapped them, mocking Yuan Zhi's weakness.
Yuan Zhi's body was shaking, and she seemed to have used up all her strength. She simply sat on the ground, turned her head and said to Meng Xiang with a helpless smile: "It seems that we don't need your protection anymore. We will all die at the hands of this insect. I didn't expect that I tried so hard, but in the end I still couldn't protect myself. It seems that this is all I can do."
Many bedbugs from the surrounding area have crawled in. Before, they seemed to be afraid to disturb the golden beetle and just watched quietly from a distance. Now they began to move and seemed to cheer for the golden beetle's victory.
"You are still so naive!" Ding Jie's deep voice rang in Meng Xiang's ears. He walked slowly over and passed by Meng Xiang without even glancing at him. Behind him were Zhang Jin and Nice. Nice passed by Meng Xiang, stretched out his big hand and patted his back, saying with a smile: "Newcomer, not bad, you are still alive."
Meng Xiang smiled awkwardly, finally feeling relieved. He quickly ran over and picked up Yuan Zhi's delicate body, only to find that it was cold and breathless. Through the scars on her left arm, he could see the deep bones inside, but that was only a minor concern. The main concern was her right leg, which was cut horizontally, and it seemed that the aorta was cut, and blood gushed out like a spring. He was anxious and angry, and pulled out the gauze he carried with him from his backpack, but he couldn't stop the more than ten-centimeter-long wound.
Nice suddenly picked up Meng Xiang like a chicken, laughed and said, "Newcomer, get out of the way." He threw Meng Xiang away, stretched out his right hand in front of him, and the strong arm suddenly disappeared. When his right arm reappeared, he was holding a large roll of gauze and a spray. He used the spray to spray white mist on Yuan Zhi's wound, and the wound, which was originally bleeding like a fountain, stopped bleeding immediately. He wrapped the wound with gauze, then turned to the stunned Meng Xiang and said, "Newcomer, take care of Xiaozhi, and then hide aside and watch our performance carefully."
The golden beetle did not seem to be intimidated by the help from humans. Instead, it spread its wings and made a buzzing sound. The bugs that were watching from a distance immediately quieted down. Zhang Jin walked to Ding Jie with a grim smile and said, "This bug seems to have never appeared in the movie, but even Xiao Zhi's trick couldn't cut through its shell. It seems that we have no way to deal with it. Should we run away?"
"Stop joking." Ding Jie smiled grimly: "Just because Xiao Zhi can't deal with her, does that mean we can't deal with her? Go ahead and try. It's useless to try to take shortcuts. To win, you have to use force."
Zhang Jin nodded, smiled with satisfaction and said, "Thank you, I've been waiting for you to say that." He suddenly stepped on the ground with both feet, and flew into the air. Zhang Jin tapped the ground with his toes like a top martial arts master in a martial arts novel, and in an instant he had flashed in front of the golden beetle and punched the shining golden shell.
Even Meng Xiang could feel the force of this punch, but when his fist hit the insect shell, there was no sound at all, just like a pile of cotton hitting a stone.
Meng Xiang was very surprised, but Ding Jie was smiling, as if he had expected it. But the golden beetle suddenly spread its wings as if it had touched boiling water, and fled back in a very embarrassed manner, which was beyond Meng Xiang's expectations. The golden beetle ignored the sharp sword in Yuan Zhi's hand.
Zhang Jin enjoyed the fight with a ferocious face. He laughed and shouted, "The Seven Injury Fist seems unable to cause you fatal injuries. Interesting. If soft tactics don't work, then I'll use hard tactics." He stepped into the air with both feet, as if he was flying on the air, and chased the golden beetle like an arrow. The golden beetle made a "sizzling" sound, suddenly turned around, and counterattacked at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
"Seven Injury Fist" was originally a move from a martial arts novel. Simply put, it was a soft fist that damaged the internal organs of creatures through the transfer of force. Meng Xiang had seen this move from a novel with his own eyes, and his mind was full of questions. He vaguely felt that the skill exchanged by the Lord God was not as simple as he had imagined.
Zhang Jin pushed with his palm, and the sand and stones on the ground rolled. The body of the golden beetle slowed down immediately as if it was blocked by a sudden flood. "Die, the 10th level of Dragon Elephant Prajna." A white dragon soared into the sky and surrounded the golden beetle. Zhang Jin shouted and pushed with both palms. With an explosion, the golden beetle flew horizontally for nearly a hundred meters like a kite with a broken string and hit the enclosure heavily.
The Dragon-Elephant Prajnaparamita Kung Fu is a very powerful Kung Fu with 13 levels. As long as one practices to the 10th level, one will have the power of ten dragons and ten elephants. According to the explanation in the novel, no one can practice to the 11th level, let alone the 13th level.
Ding Jie snorted and said disdainfully: "The 10th floor? Can such a weak force hurt the golden beetle?"
Meng Xiang was shocked by their conversation. The golden beetle was slapped and flew nearly a hundred meters. This force was more than a thousand kilograms, but Ding Jie called it "weak force"? Then what is the concept of "strong force" in their eyes
Yuan Zhi gasped and struggled to stand up. Meng Xiang hurriedly supported her. The wounds on her hands and feet had stopped bleeding. Such a quick hemostasis drug was unheard of. But although the bleeding had stopped, the wounds were still very deep. Both wounds were deep to the bone. Meng Xiang wanted to stop her, but Yuan Zhi whispered, "Get away quickly. They are about to get mad."
Yuan Zhi's expression didn't seem to be joking. The "they" she mentioned, of course, referred to Ding Jie and Nice. Thinking of the terrifying move Zhang Jin had just used, which was called "weak force", Meng Xiang quickly picked up Yuan Zhi and rushed into the fortress.
As expected, the golden beetle did not suffer any fatal injuries, but it was no longer arrogant. It vibrated its wings and made a "buzzing" sound. The swarm of stink bugs that had been watching before and those that were restless outside howled almost at the same time, and moved to encircle and attack Zhang Jin and his men.
Faced with so many bedbugs, Zhang Jin remained calm. However, Nice quickly walked over and grabbed Zhang Jin who was about to take action and said with a smile: "Isn't it my turn to take action now?"
Zhang Jin shrugged, retreated to Ding Jie with a helpless look on his face, and licked his upper lip with his long tongue. Ding Jie turned to him and said, "I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't cherish it. Who can you blame?" Zhang Jin grinned and was speechless.
"It's my turn to play, bugs. Humans are not so easy to be defeated. Come on." Nice strode forward to meet the bugs. Facing the bugs pouring into the fortress like water, Nice was not afraid at all. He stretched out his hands in front of him. Just like when he took out the potion before, his two arms disappeared out of thin air. When he pulled his hands out, he was holding a pair of white metal wings. The edges of the wings were full of small holes. At first glance, the wings looked like they were covered with dense black spots in the sunlight.
Nice put on the wings, and with a "whoosh", he flew to a height of 10 meters like an angel, and laughed loudly in the air: "Everyone, you have to be careful. The accuracy of Angel's Wing's raindrop attack is slightly poor. Don't blame me if I hurt you." The small holes on the wings glowed faintly with yellow light, "squeak, squeak..." The sound like laser jets continued to be heard, and golden light shot out from the small holes in the wings, shooting towards the ground in all directions with Nice as the center.
Only then did Meng Xiang understand why Yuan Zhi insisted on staying away from the battlefield. It turned out that when these three people got angry, they would definitely keep away from strangers.
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