There are many types of octopods in the ocean. It is difficult for outsiders to distinguish them, and there is no need to distinguish them. Anyway, they all have similar characteristics.
The eight-clawed beast that jumped out has a famous name in Tianjin Ocean, "Big King's Octopus", which is used to describe its huge size. It is an existence that can entangle a giant whale to death.
Ba Zhao's fighting style was as simple and crude as Xiong Zhi's, with no tricks. Neither side relied on speed to win, so they became entangled immediately.
This is true entanglement, close contact without any gaps, just like a pair of lovers.
Xiong Zhen's huge strength is meaningless in front of Ba Zhao, because Ba Zhao's body is as soft as bones. It is a soft monster and has no bones. The surface is full of mucus and is slippery, leaving the old bear speechless the most.
The thing is, this thing can't stop it from tearing and pulling, and a tentacle seems to be able to stretch infinitely. Xiong Yan's pair of thick short hands can't test the limit of the eight claws.
But the eight claws are also powerless against the bear bear. Its tentacles cannot wrap around this guy who is as solid as gold and stone, and the ink is useless against the eyes. The venom is completely ineffective against the old bear with rough skin and thick flesh...
This battle was not entertaining at all. As soon as it started, the two sides hugged each other, loving each other, and lingering.
They are both monsters known for their defense, with tenacious vitality, and they both use tearing and oppression as their main means of fighting. When they hug each other, they don't even have room to wield weapons.
This battle turned into a deadly grind that the monsters least wanted to see. Unless one side of the monster was weak, it would never end.
Looking at the big meat ball that suddenly grew smaller and larger in the scene, countless tentacles covered with suckers were constantly squirming. The bear wrapped in it kept roaring, full of anger, and occasionally stretched out two hands to take those tentacles.
There is no way.
The two monsters with unique characteristics were locked in a stalemate, and neither of them dared to let go.
The battle has turned into a cruel farce. Entangling and counter-entangling require a lot of demon power, but such consumption is obviously not good for Ba Zhao, because the extremely special natural environment of the desert, dry and windy, makes it difficult to pay for it.
Much more than the other party. Under such climate conditions, even the mucus in Ba Zhao's body will become dry due to insufficient secretion, and physical dryness is almost fatal to the sea tribe.
In a different environment, there would be no suspense for Ba Zhao to defeat Xiong Zhi at sea. In a normal inland situation, it would be a two-point situation, but here, it is not the territory of the Sea Clan.
No one came out to stop it, and the demon clan would not stand up as a mediator like humans. Their habit is to see results.
Fighting at a fast speed is not cruel, because life and death often happen instantly, but moving towards death bit by bit is another matter.
Of course, Hou Ting and Tan Xiao would not feel pity. To them, this was just a dog-eat-dog situation. They just lamented the cruelty of the world of cultivation, which was different in the human world and the world of monsters.
The human world is full of conspiracies and intrigues, but the world of monsters is so straightforward.
"We'll see the outcome within three days. It's still too late for BaZhao to escape now, but in one day, even escaping may become a luxury." Tan Xiao judged this way.
"You won't run away. Tens of thousands of eyes are watching. The demon clan also has to respect its integrity." Aunt Nineteen shook her head.
Hou Ting did not pay much attention to this boring battle. For him, such a battle was too clumsy. If he fought like this, what was the point of practicing?
"Look at Minggu Mountain. I guess something will be announced after the battle is decided. That's when the real battle begins. Now it's just an appetizer."
Because of the fight between Xiong Zhi and Ba Zhao, tens of thousands of demons became quiet. Not only the demons hovering outside Minggu Mountain, but also the demon leader standing on Bone Mountain. Everyone was waiting tacitly.
What.
One day later, BaZhao finally woke up from his frenzy. He tried to give up his entanglement with XiongZi, but at this time, how could XiongZi allow him to escape easily?
Regardless of its eight long tentacles, it just tightened its grip on its head without letting go. Feeling its opponent's body becoming increasingly dry, it knew that victory was beckoning to it. It had been so entangled for a whole day that it had lost its face.
, now is the time to collect interest.
Two days later, the eight-clawed bear had given up on strangling the bear. It wanted to roll itself into a ball, but it no longer had the strength to do so. Five of the eight majestic tentacles drooped, and only three were still trying to squirm.
It tried to liberate its body, but unfortunately, its decision came too late.
The so-called battle cannot judge the situation and only rely on courage and impulsiveness. Who will give you another chance when you understand?
No one from the Sea Clan stood up to help, nor did the Wing Clan; none of the Mountain Monsters expressed their sympathy. In the rules of the Monster Clan, weakness is the original sin.
This move of the king's eight claws has taken away countless lives in its thousands of years of life. Now it is finally its turn. It's not that this move is not working, but that the environment is wrong, and its results are also injurious to the gods present.
The Ocean Tribe brought profound lessons, and they finally realized that the Sea Tribe was not yet capable of competing with other races inland.
On the third day, the eight claws shriveled up visibly to the naked eye, and its magic power was close to withering, gradually drying up under the increasingly powerful resistance of the bear.
Xiong Zhen's head was finally exposed. This was the first time in several days of fighting. Maybe he felt the difficulty of the battle and had nowhere to vent his frustration. He started to eat before the eight claws were dead. This had happened before.
Things that were impossible to happen are now extremely easy to do.
Ba Zhao wanted to detonate his inner elixir, but his decision was too late. Under the control of Xiong Zhu's demonic power, Ba Zhao's inner elixir was weak. From the beginning to the end, Ba Zhao's biggest failure was that he could not make a prompt decision after judging the situation.
It was too late to escape, and it was too late to explode the inner elixir. In fact, it only means one thing. This sea monster is too hesitant in its mind. It may be that the way it fights has affected its character.
The Tangle of Eight Claws is a double-edged sword that brought it glory, but also laid the root of today's disaster.
The bear gnawed faster and faster. Soon, the huge eight-clawed head and the inner elixir had been eaten away, and it began to swallow the eight tentacles as if chewing brittle bones. However, these eight tentacles were too big.
He might not be able to eat it, so he threw a few tentacles into the group of mountain monsters, which elicited huge cheers.
This time, the mountain demon's provocation against the two Sea Wing tribes was completely victorious. They used their strength to prove who among the demon tribes on the mainland was the tougher one.
The two Sea Wings are brewing something in silence, but this time, the old demons on the Songbone will no longer turn a blind eye. For them, the goal has been achieved, and there is no need to continue to test the limits of the two Sea Wings.
