Previously, Ning Wude announced in public that he did not need the intervention of others from the Tiantu forces.
People from the Tiantu faction have also stated that they will not participate in the battle between the two.
This seems to be the deliberate guidance of this old naughty boy.
They have all made a promise, and if they go back on their word, it will only bring disgrace to the whole Tiantu, as if the people in Tiantu are villains who do not believe their words, it will ruin Tiantu's reputation.
"Is he really sure of killing me?"
Thinking of this, Ning Wude looked solemn and began to feel slightly worried.
If this old naughty boy intentionally guided all this, it means that he may really pose a life threat to himself.
This made Ning Wude have to be vigilant.
But the battle has already begun, and there is no point in scaring yourself now.
Ning Wude reminded himself to be more cautious, lest he really stumble.
Gao Shan saw that Ning Wude's face became serious, and continued to put pressure on him: "What, are you scared?"
"You're kidding, it's just you?"
Ning Wude's momentum is still not weak. With so many people watching, he can't lose face.
He has been famous for a long time. Although the old naughty boy opposite him looks much older than him, cultivation is not judged by age, but by how long he has practiced.
He has been practicing for longer, so people naturally think that he should be stronger, so how can he show weakness.
Ning Wude once again took the double ax and struck at the mountain in turn, and every ax struck with great force.
Those who are oppressed in the mountains can only retreat continuously to avoid its sharp edge.
"Ning Wude is still stronger. After all, he has been practicing for a longer time. Although he cannot be crushed, he still has an absolute advantage."
"I can't help it. The old naughty boy has only been practicing for a long time. He passed the examination and started practicing in the same batch as me. If I faced Ning Wude, I would probably be killed with an axe. The old naughty boy can fight fiercely until now. He is already very good.
Already."
"It's a pity. What can you do if you have talent in the face of absolute strength? If you give the old naughty boy some more time, I'm afraid Ning Wude won't be his opponent."
"Ning Wude also knows it in his heart, so he will never give the old naughty boy time."
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People around him felt sorry for Gao Shan, but it was a pity that his sharp edge was too revealing and he didn't know how to restrain himself. As long as he stayed dormant for a period of time, he would definitely become famous in Ningcheng.
Gao Shan and Ning Wude were both focused on the battle at this time. After another round of hard fighting, each of them was injured, but Gao Shan was more seriously injured. He had just been hit by an ax and almost hit his shoulder bone.
This ax blow might cut off his entire arm.
Fortunately, Gao Shan reacted quickly enough and used Moye Sword to forcefully block it, but the back of the sword still penetrated into the shoulder blade, crushing the shoulder bone and overflowing with blood.
Gao Shan can hardly lift his left shoulder hand, which will also have a certain impact on his combat effectiveness.
Gao Shan forced Ning Wude back and quickly backed away. He looked at his left shoulder blade and saw that the injury was not serious.
However, he knew that this matter would cost Ning Wude a lot.
In the battle just now, Ning Wude continued to attack him with all his strength, which also consumed a lot of money. Otherwise, if he had continued to attack him continuously, he might have caused a fatal threat to Gaoshan.
But Ning Wude was also a little weak, so he was forced away by Gao Shan.
Ning Wude was forced to retreat, staggered, steadied his body, panted heavily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "What, my ax is not so uncomfortable, right?"
He was in a good mood because he finally caused a relatively serious injury to the other party.
Gao Shan tore off a piece of cloth, tied it around his shoulders casually, then took out a pill and swallowed it, wiped his mouth and said, "It's nothing!"
Ning Wude saw Gao Shan swallowing something and asked, "What are you eating?"
"Jelly beans!"
Ning Wude didn't believe Gao Shan's lies and became a little wary.
Gao Shan challenged Ning Wude: "Why, you don't dare to go up, keep going!"
"Humph, then I will satisfy you."
"Good boy, so obedient!"
The two fought together again. Ning Wude still had suppressive level combat power, but his suppressive power was obviously not that sufficient.
Although Gao Shan was a little embarrassed during the battle, he was able to avoid every danger.
After fighting for another five or six minutes, the two men retreated again.
Now, neither Gao Shan nor Ning Wude could stand up straight. They were bent over and gasping for breath. Their spiritual power was almost exhausted.
Ning Wude was shocked and couldn't believe how Gao Shan could have such strong staying power.
This is completely counterintuitive.
"This old naughty boy is so evil!" Ning Wude thought to himself.
Gao Shan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Now that the spiritual power is exhausted, the competition is physical strength and endurance. Come again!"
Regardless of physical strength or endurance, Gao Shan is confident that he can crush Ning Wude. After all, it will take him much longer to practice Zhen Lun than Ning Wude.
And in terms of physical strength, he is also much stronger, because the cultivators here do not pay attention to the cultivation of physical strength, but pay more attention to the improvement of perception, and then rely on absorbing the cultivation blood of others.
The training methods of Gao Shan and the members of the Slayer Team are different. They train their bodies over and over again to allow their bodies to adapt to the intensity of training.
While practicing, the body is constantly being tempered, and the strength of the body and spiritual energy are growing simultaneously.
Ning Wude's hand holding the ax was already trembling slightly. He believed that the old naughty boy opposite him would never be in a better condition than him. He snorted coldly: "I will kill you with the next axe!"
"I don't think so!"
This time, Gao Shan suddenly took the initiative and struck at Ning Wude with his sword.
Seeing this, Ning Wude fought with two axes.
Keng...
There was a clang of metal hitting.
The sound didn't stop, Gao Shan raised his sword and continued to slash, followed by a continuous clanging sound.
Both of them had exhausted their spiritual power, so they returned to the most primitive fighting state, fighting with weapons and brute force.
This kind of fight is very barbaric and very simple, but it is very enjoyable to watch.
The two collided again and again, and were knocked apart again and again.
After being separated, they collided together again.
Just like this, after more than a dozen consecutive hits, Ning Wude couldn't hold on anymore and staggered to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He had been holding back this blood for a while, not wanting anyone to see that he was at a disadvantage, but in the end he couldn't help it and spurted it out.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
"How is this possible? In a duel of pure strength, Ning Wude actually lost."
"This old naughty boy has so much aura and strength. Who is this old man? He looks like he is seventy or eighty years old. He looks like a young man in his twenties or thirties."
"Now I have a bold idea. Ning Wude will not be killed by him."
"Father and son were killed one after another. It was really tragic."
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The onlookers stared at the two people on the field with wide eyes, not wanting to miss a single thing.