"The Devil Wolf Dances!" Seeing that his moves were resolved by the naughty boy one by one, a ruthless look appeared on the mace's face. He grinned, and suddenly took action with the stick, and the flying shadows formed the shape of a wolf's head. The wolf's head seemed to be alive. It roared and opened its bloody mouth to bite the urchin.
"That's the special skill of the mace: Dance of the Wolf! Now the naughty boy should be defenseless. It's a fatal blow that can only be delivered with his huge weapon. The power is extremely amazing, and ordinary warriors can't. It’s hard to take it!”
"That's right, when six advanced to three, wasn't the mace the one who knocked Bing Qing Yu Jie off the ring with the Demon Wolf Dance!"
Seeing that the mace had used its trump card, everyone thought that the overall situation was decided. Under everyone's gaze, the naughty boy's expression was unprecedentedly solemn. He retreated a bit, raised his hands to block, and acted like a wolf. When it fell, the naughty boy stretched out his hands and started to shake the wolf's head.
The wolf head is just an image composed of the afterimages of countless giant sticks. In the eyes of the viewer, the naughty boy's movements are fighting against the wolf head, but in fact, he is dissolving every afterimage that makes up the wolf head as quickly as possible.
"Did you resolve it?" Mace grinned and sneered. He swung the giant stick faster, and the wolf's head actually grew a bit bigger.
"Hehe, then I will do as you wish!" The naughty boy grinned, and his hands amazingly followed every afterimage of the giant stick, resisting it one by one.
"Watch me blast away your turtle shell!" The mace's offensive failed to go any further, which made the veins on his forehead pop. He shouted loudly: "The Endless Demonic Wolf Dances!"
With the cry of the mace, the afterimages of the giant stick became denser and denser. Not only did the image of the wolf's head become a bit larger, but it also appeared more real. The wolf's head split open and its mouth was filled with blood. It pressed down fiercely, and the sound was heard. Mace shouted: "Bite open this bastard's shell for me!"
"Hey, I'm a little tired..." The naughty boy sighed in reply to the mace, and the naughty boy said: "If you are too tired, it will be no fun to play."
"Humph, just admit defeat when you feel tired..." The mace's offensive was fierce, and he felt that the naughty boy seemed to be overwhelmed by him. He said: "You make your opponent unable to shake you, and you are unwilling to admit defeat. I It makes you unable to resist, and in the end you are unwilling to admit defeat!"
"That's not necessary..." The naughty boy grinned. He raised his eyebrows at the mace behind the wolf's head, then his hands trembled, and a huge wave of air suddenly swept away with a muffled sound.
"Oh my god, that's..."
"There's nothing wrong with my eyes!"
"How is this possible? I must be dreaming!"
The air wave dispersed, and a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from the thirteen sect disciples in the stands. In their field of vision, everything on the ring stopped, and the mace held his own giant stick with both hands, motionless. . The naughty boy raised his hands in the air, also in a still state.
The only difference between the two is that Mace has a look of shock on his violent face, while Naughty Boy grins, revealing a row of white teeth, with a playful look on his face. smile.
"The naughty boy can actually do this!" Wang Dong's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth trembled uncontrollably. The naughty boy's raised hands actually grasped the huge stick of the mace, and instantly stopped the mace. offensive!
He found the body of the giant stick from countless afterimages, caught the rapidly swinging giant stick with his bare hands, and then used both hands to lock the giant stick's castration. The naughty boy actually completed these three tasks in an instant, which was to make Wang Dong go to death. What you can't do with all your strength is so unbelievable!
"This is fun!" The urchin raised one of his hands and patted the huge stick of the mace, then withdrew his hands, looked at the still stiff mace, and said, "Do you think Isn’t it?”
"Hmph!" It took Mace a while to recover from his shock. He glared at the naughty boy angrily, with veins on his face bulging, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
"Come on then, let's continue playing..." The naughty boy made a gesture of invitation to the mace, and even reached out to help the mace knock off a few flying swords that were shot at the mace, and then looked at it with a hopeful look on his face. Looking at the other party, waiting for Mace's reply.
"Huh!" Mace snorted again, his expression turned ugly. He looked at the naughty boy with his copper bell-like eyes, then he took back the giant stick and said viciously: "Boy, I remember you. The prey is the prey after all, I can’t shake you now, but that doesn’t mean I give up hunting you!”
After Mace finished speaking, he raised his hand to put the giant stick on his shoulder, waved to the naughty boy, and motioned for him to step down from the stands.
"Brother Mace, what are you doing?" the naughty boy asked with a puzzled grin.
"You win, you can go!" Mace responded impatiently: "Hurry down, don't delay my next competition..."
"Tsk, tsk... interesting, interesting!" Hearing this, the naughty boy smiled and nodded, raised his hand to make a victory gesture to the people on the field, and jumped off the ring in three steps and two steps at a time.
"The mace has given up..." Amidst the confused and confused shouts of the thirteen sect disciples, Venerable Fu Hai, who was sitting in the grandstand, said.
"This is not surprising..." Upon hearing this, the Guihai Sect Master glanced sideways at Elder Mu Zong who was playing with the 'Thunder' flag in his hand boredly, and responded: "This naughty boy is Mu Zong's secret treasure..."
"Private treasure?" Venerable Feihai looked confused.
"This naughty boy is a peerless genius who has never been born in Mu Zong. He has advanced rapidly. He was personally taught by Mu Zong to practice. All he practiced were Mu Zong's top martial arts skills..." Guihai Sect Leader explained: "More importantly, this Naughty boy and Dong'er are both earth-level martial spirit owners!"
"Earth-level martial spirit! No wonder..." Venerable Fuhai was surprised, but also had a look of surprise on his face. After scanning the ring with his eyes, he continued: "But this mace is interesting. After losing to the naughty boy, I couldn't lose my dignity. I have to challenge Dong'er continuously without taking a rest... This is a bit more gain than loss!"
"This is not good for Dong'er..." Guihai Sect Master shook his head and analyzed: "The naughty boy did not hurt the mace, but it angered him. If the mace vents its anger and saves face, its power will be even more powerful!"
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After Wang Dong came to the stage with the broken sword, the thirteen sect disciples in the audience realized that the mace did not step down because he wanted to challenge Wang Dong continuously. It seemed that the mace suffered a big loss in the hands of the naughty boy. Only then did he decide to fight Wang Dong non-stop, otherwise, the anger in his heart would have nowhere to vent.
"The mace actually lost to the naughty boy, it's like a dream!"
"Yes, but there is no suspense when the mace fights against Wang Dong. I heard that in the Blade Secret Realm, the mace made Wang Dong run away with his head in his arms..."
"It seems like this. When Mace played Wang Dong before he had enough, Wang Dong escaped. Because of this, Mace was still searching for Wang Dong's whereabouts in the Blade Secret Area. That day, Wang Dong escaped from Blade Everyone saw it when the secret realm came out, and Mace was practicing martial arts to vent his anger!"
"Haha, yes, Wang Dong can't escape now. Mace was already angry with Wang Dong, and was fueled by the naughty boy. Now he finally has a legitimate reason to teach Wang Dong a lesson. We have a good show. Saw it…”
"Little mouse, you know, I really want to vent my anger right now!" As soon as Wang Dong came on stage, Mace walked to the middle of the ring with the huge stick in his hands with a gloomy look, and stared at Wang Dong with his copper bell-like eyes. .
"It's none of my business." Wang Dong looked at the mace coldly, clutching the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, trying to adjust his whole body to the best condition. Although Wang Dong's Wanfa Guizong cultivation has reached the second level and has the ability to defeat ordinary warriors, the mace can also defeat ordinary warriors, and Wang Dong does not have an advantage in this.
Therefore, Wang Dong knew that the battle with Mace would be extremely difficult. He was not very sure about defeating Mace. Wang Dong simply did not think about the outcome and just wanted to fight Mace to the best of his ability. .
The mace didn't leave Wang Dong much time to adjust. The first time they met, the mace used the 'Wolf Dance'. When the giant stick in the sky fell down, Wang Dong recalled that moment again. When he was hit by a mace and struck into a storm of blades, he lowered his body and raised his scimitar to resist.
As soon as Wang Dong parried, he knew where his shortcomings lay. Although the weapon of the mace was extremely heavy, he wielded it extremely flexibly. In an instant, the huge stick turned into countless afterimages. Wang Dong found that he He was unable to block all these giant sticks, which made him feel even more unsure.
"Little mouse, don't fall too early. You must play with me to the fullest..." The anger of the mace slowly vented with the offensive of the giant stick, allowing him to regain his ferocious and cruel nature, even if he was thirteen The elders of the sect were all watching him, and the mace no longer held any reservations. His desire to destroy everything was stronger than ever.
"I can't keep up with the speed..." The more Wang Dong tried to parry, the more impatient he became. He didn't have the incredible speed of a naughty boy. If this continued, he would be hit by the mace sooner or later. Wang Dong retreated after being hit by the mace. At this time, I eagerly thought about the solution.
"The latest news, I just heard that the naughty boy can win because he has an earth-level martial spirit. Wang Dong of Guihaizong is also an earth-level martial spirit owner..."
"Pfft... Earth-level martial arts are also different, okay? You don't even look at the level of Naughty Boy, and what level Wang Dong is. A sixth-level martial arts disciple, even a heaven-level martial soul, can't create such a big storm. , The gap in realm is too big, can a piece of gold as big as a fingernail be worth more than a piece of silver as big as a washbasin?"
"It's absolutely true. I used the mace in the last game, but I lost all my money. This time I can count on the mace to help me earn back my money and profits!"
Dang Dang Dang!
While everyone was talking, Wang Dong had already changed the way he held the knife to a backhand knife. In this way, the speed of parrying was much faster, but the strength of the backhand knife was really pitiful. Although he caught all the wolves The mace attacked, but Wang Dong retreated all the way and was pinned down by the mace.
"Hey, Dong'er is hanging now..." Venerable Fu Hai sighed: "Unexpectedly, he can't even use the slightest strength to fight back..."
"Don't expect too much, Dong'er, a sixth-level martial arts disciple, can enter the top three, which is already amazing!" Guihai Sect Master responded expressionlessly.
"Little mouse, you did a good job. I feel much better..." After using the 'Wolf Dance' several times in succession, the mace withdrew the giant stick. He stood there, shook his head, and made bursts of noise in his neck bones. After the clicking sound, the mace rubbed his hands and said: "The appetizers are over, now let's enter the main meal time!"
"The devil wolf dances wildly!" With the loud shout of the mace, the terrifying wolf head appeared again. The wolf head let out a long wolf roar, opened its bloody mouth and bit Wang Dong.
(End of chapter)