Above Zhan Kuang's head, an illusory image of a turtle shell appeared. This turtle shell seemed to be very thick and could bear the weight of a huge mountain.
"bump!"
A loud noise erupted from between the two of them. The sound was as loud as two giant mountains that existed in ancient times colliding together. The sound waves rose into the sky and surged around.
It was just a sound, but the dust on the surrounding ground flew up to both sides.
Amid the loud noise, the entire arena seemed to shake.
The huge impact caused the two of them to retreat backwards. Zheng Shiyi's forehead was completely split open, streams of blood flowed out, and his skull seemed to have changed its shape. The dragon grass martial soul in his body flew out, and green light shone, quickly repairing the damage to his brain.
In front of Zhan Kuang's forehead, the fiery red black turtle silhouette suddenly bloomed with dazzling red light. Standing under the ring and looking at it, it seemed as if the sun had set from the sky and landed in front of his forehead.
Under the huge impact of Zheng Shiyi's headbutt, an obvious crack appeared in the huge phantom, and the entire phantom shook.
Even though he was protected by a martial spirit, his forehead also turned red after being hit, and his scalp was completely scratched, with streaks of bright red blood flowing down.
With just one blow, the two men were covered in their own and each other's blood, completely turning into two bloody men.
Below the ring, everyone watching the ring was shocked.
"This movement is too big!"
"They were hitting with their heads, not their fists, but they made such a big noise!"
"Crazy, these two are crazy!"
After the two of them took a few steps back, Zheng Shiyi rushed forward again. He was completely possessed and could not feel any pain at all.
Zhan Ao also didn't stop and rushed forward again. He was the disciple of old man Kuang Zhan, how could he retreat!
Looking at Zheng Shiyi who had already rushed in front of him, and looking at Zheng Shiyi's head raised again, his body suddenly turned to the side.
Zheng Shiyi's headbutt hit hard, but it suddenly hit the air. Due to the inertia of his body, he took two more steps forward.
Zhan Ao's waist suddenly twisted, and his shoulders hit Zheng Shiyi heavily.
The shoulder hit was almost unused, but it gave people a thunderous feeling. The shoulder was like a hammer, as if it could break mountains, and hit Zheng Shiyi's ribs from the side.
The violent power poured in like a flood, and Zheng Shiyi's body collapsed under the impact.
Zhan Ao succeeded in the attack and strode forward to pursue.
But just as he took one step forward, one of Zheng Shiyi's legs had already kicked forward. The golden light on his legs shone, and there were crisp sounds of thunder in the air, as if countless arenas were exploding in his ears. generally.
When one kick fell, it was as if the arena was falling from nine heavens away with a huge force.
Zhan Ao looked at the falling kick with a fierce look in his eyes. He didn't care about Zheng Shiyi's blow at all, but kicked Zheng Shiyi hard on the ground with one leg.
The two kicked each other's legs almost at the same time.
On Zhan Ao's kicked leg, the fiery red black turtle phantom appeared again, fully withstanding Zheng Shiyi's thunderous blow. The entire phantom shook violently under the blow, and densely packed turtle shells appeared on the turtle shell. Cracks, the body retreated even further under the impact.
Although his martial spirit is good at defense, it is not a complete and absolute defense. It will only weaken the power of the opponent's attack, but it will still be impacted.
Zheng Shiyi hit Zhan Ao with one kick, but was hit hard by Zhan Ao in the abdomen. The violent force rushed towards him, as if it was a giant pillar supporting the heaven and earth. Zheng Shiyi's stomach was kicked open with one kick. Come on, pieces of bloody meat are flying outward.
Through his split abdomen, you can even see that the intestines in his body have been kicked out of shape.
The dragon grass martial spirit in his body beat wildly, quickly repairing his injured body.
Zheng Shiyi was severely injured by a blow and seemed to be completely in madness. The dark coffin in his body opened, and resentful souls flew out and flew towards Zhan Ao. Countless resentful souls formed a death-like shape and flew towards Zhan Ao.
Zhan Ao felt the dark and terrifying aura coming from the air, and his expression suddenly changed. The huge black turtle spirit behind him quickly rotated around his body, completely protecting him in the middle.
Rays of fiery red light lit up, like burning fire.
The resentful soul of the god of death flew out and touched the black turtle spirit. It made a clear sound like the collision of weapons, but it was difficult to move forward one step further.
"Blocked?"
"Zheng Shiyi's terrifying martial spirit was blocked by Zhan Ao's martial spirit?"
Everyone looked at the blocked Wuhun and was slightly stunned for a moment, but soon someone reacted.
"No, Zheng Shiyi's martial spirit is not as strong as before. When Zheng Shiyi released his martial spirit before, we all felt a numbness in our scalps even under the ring, but now, we don't feel that way."
"That's right, the death god composed of this resentful soul is the same as when Zheng Shiyi released the martial spirit before. But before, the martial spirit released by Zheng Shiyi could form nine death resentment souls, but now there is only one."
"It's Zheng Shiyi's martial spirit that has become weaker. It should be so if you think about it. The martial spirit cannot be released infinitely. If it is released too much, the power of the martial spirit will definitely weaken. The more powerful the martial spirit, the more so. "
The resentful spirit martial spirit collided with the fiery red black turtle spirit again and again, and returned without success. The color of this martial spirit also kept getting lighter, and finally completely dissipated and re-dispersed into a series of human-faced resentful spirits, flying Return to the coffin.
"Your martial spirit cannot break through my defense. Now, all you can do is wait, waiting for death to come." Zhan Ao looked at the dissipated resentful spirit, with a ferocious smile on his face, stood up and rushed towards Zheng Shiyi go.
The two people collided together again, constantly attacking each other with their shoulders, heads, knees, and legs except for their arms.
One of them is a disciple of the old man Kuang Zhan, and his fighting style is extremely crazy. Zheng Shiyi is completely possessed and does not know pain at all.
When two people fight, they don't even care about defense. They just keep attacking and attacking again. Every attack is a collision of flesh and flesh, which is extremely cruel.
Slowly, more and more people paid attention to the fight between the two.
"It's so tragic. I have never seen such a tragic battle."
"Although neither of them uses punches, the battle looks even more thrilling!"
Under attack after attack, although Zhan Ao had the Black Turtle Martial Spirit, he suffered more and more injuries. The Dragon Grass Martial Spirit in Zheng Shiyi's body continued to repair himself, although he was damaged every time he was hit. It was serious, but with the continuous repair of the martial spirit, his injuries seemed to be lighter than those of Zhan Ao, who had the black turtle martial spirit.
Slowly, Zheng Shiyi began to gain the upper hand, suppressing Zhan Ao and continuing to attack wildly, hitting Zhan Ao with his shoulder.
Zhan Ao didn't show any weakness and also bumped into him with heavy shoulders.
The next moment, their shoulders collided, making a sound like the earth cracking, and they each took two steps back.
Zhan Ao's arms trembled slightly. In the previous battle, his shoulder had been injured many times. Now after another impact, he felt that his shoulder seemed to have cracked.
Zheng Shiyi couldn't feel the pain at all under the spell. He took another step forward and bumped his shoulder down again.
Zhan Ao looked at Zheng Shiyi who didn't give him any chance to breathe. In desperation, he could only bump into his shoulders again. He couldn't use his hands. The only things he could attack from this position were his shoulders and head.
Their shoulders collided again.
Click…
There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and an indescribable pain came from Zhan Ao's shoulder. Although he had the black turtle martial spirit with unparalleled defense, his shoulder still cracked under the collision again and again, and the heartbreaking pain spread. Come, the strength in the shoulders is slightly dissipated.
Zhan Ao was hit hard and knocked to the ground.
The green light of the Long Yan Grass Wuhun on Zheng Shiyi's shoulders was shining crazily, repairing the injured shoulder. His legs were like two iron pillars deeply embedded in the bluestone of the arena. He raised his head and hit Zhan Ao hard. go.
When the headbutt hit, it seemed like a huge mountain fell. The air around the impact was compressed crazily, making bursts of sonic boom sounds.
not good!
Zhan Ao was horrified. If this blow was hit by Zheng Shiyi, he would not die. He would lose half his life and could not be hit!
Almost instinctively, he suddenly stretched out his hands that had been behind his back, and put his palms out in front of him. Under both palms, the fiery red black turtle martial spirit emerged again. On the turtle shell, a huge complicated inscription appeared. Part of this inscription looked like the character for turtle, and part looked like the character for dragon, but the middle part was. I can't understand it at all.
Zheng Shiyi hit Zhan Ao's hands with his headbutt, and the huge force of the shock made him take two steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Zhan Ao was lying on the ground, blocking Zheng Shiyi's attack with both hands, but a huge force came, and his body trembled with the huge impact. The violent power realized that it could be released, and all of it hit the ring below him. superior.
Under this impact, the hard stone suddenly broke from the middle, revealing dense cracks like spider webs.
"Hands! Zhan Ao actually used his hands!"
"Zhan Ao just blocked Zheng Shiyi's attack with his hands!"
Below the ring, everyone suddenly started shouting loudly, and bursts of ridicule continued to be heard.
"It's really funny. What did he say before? He didn't take advantage of Zheng Shiyi and tied his own hands. But now? He didn't use both hands."
"It would be fine if he used his hands from the beginning, but he claims to not use his hands."
"Is he really a disciple of Old Man Kuang Zhan? How could a disciple of Old Man Kuang Zhan do such a renegade thing?"
Zhan Ao listened to the bursts of ridicule coming from below the ring, especially the words of the old man who had gone back on his word and was not worthy of being a war-mad disciple. His face turned livid, he gritted his teeth, put his hands on his back again, and looked at being knocked back by him. After that, it seemed that there was no impact at all. Zheng Shiyi sprinted over again, raised his leg and collapsed on the ground, jumped into the air, raised his other leg, and whipped Zheng Shiyi hard like a steel whip.
(End of chapter)