In such a critical situation, if Chang Yuntao tried to pull Fang Tian's painted halberd back to rescue him, it would definitely be too late.
The only disadvantage of a long-handled heavy weapon like the Fang Tian Painted Halberd is its slow attack speed.
But doing nothing and letting Chang Yuntao surrender is definitely not the character he should have.
At the thought of this, Chang Yuntao secretly gritted his teeth, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
The next second, he did not dodge or dodge, and rushed forward to meet the cold blade of the sword.
His tough attitude, fearless of death, could not help but make the audience secretly sweat for him.
In fact, they all worried too much.
Although Chang Yuntao does get confused sometimes, he is definitely not the kind of person with well-developed limbs and simple mind.
On the contrary, this guy occasionally has a flash of inspiration.
Just like at this critical moment, he resorted to such a desperate attack because he was quite confident in the Wu earth energy in his body and his superhuman defense power.
When he was in Shanghai that day, he used his current fourth-level cultivation to fight against Ding Lei, a third-level superpower.
Even when his cultivation was not dominant, he relied on the Wutu Qi in his body to persevere under the attack of the thunder power, which is said to be the most destructive. In the end, he forcibly destroyed Ding Lei's thunder power.
All consumed.
Except for the fact that the skin on his body was blackened by the electricity and he had an extra afro, Chang Yuntao was fine and still alive and kicking.
All of this is thanks to the Wutu energy in his body, which is extremely powerful in defense.
Of course, another reason that prompted Chang Yuntao to ignore it and use his flesh and blood to face the sword in Tang Ao's hand was Chang Yuntao's own combat experience accumulated over the years.
As the only male of Lao Chang's generation, he has had high hopes since he was a child.
His family has extremely high demands on him. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, which is definitely not something a child can persist in.
Over the years, whenever he tried to be lazy, he got beaten a lot.
Chang Yuntao's combat experience can be said to be a history of blood and tears, the experience he gained from being beaten continuously over the years.
How to get the least hurt without being able to dodge?
This is a topic he has been studying over the years.
Now, it is finally time for him to show off the results he has gained after being beaten continuously over the years!
The khaki energy was consciously concentrated on the upper body by Chang Yuntao.
Especially the shoulders and neck, these two places have the most khaki energy and are the most solid, almost as if they are real.
After all, be reckless, but you still have to protect your own life.
The next second, Chang Yuntao had already approached Tang Ao.
Because Chang Yuntao didn't follow the rules and took the initiative to hit the sword, the sword in Tang Ao's hand was unable to exert its maximum power.
Moreover, the blade that originally struck at his neck actually struck at his shoulder.
"Bang!"
"Hey!"
The veins on his forehead and neck were exposed. Tang Ao gritted his teeth. The wound on his cheek was curled with flesh and blood, and now blood spattered out. It looked very hideous and terrifying.
The sword in his hand struck Chang Yuntao firmly on the shoulder. To be precise, it was resisted by the Wutu energy on Chang Yuntao's body.
No matter how hard Tang Ao tried and used all his strength to suck the milk, he still couldn't move forward at all.
Obviously, the blade of the Zhanma Saber is less than a finger's width away from Chang Yuntao's shoulder, but such a small distance is like a natural chasm, lying between the Zhanma Saber and Chang Yuntao's shoulders.
Let that sharp blade not advance even an inch.
"So, even if I let you cut me, you can't break my defense, right?" Chang Yuntao's face was full of gloating. Knowing that the sword in Tang Ao's hand couldn't even break his own defense, he was determined.
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However, the smile on Chang Yuntao's face quickly faded.
He knew that he must not be distracted until the outcome was truly determined.
Chang Yuntao shuddered even more when he thought of Zhang Yuning, who had learned from the past and suffered such heavy losses. He was really shuddering just thinking about it, with chills running down his spine.
"It's going to be a long night and a lot of dreams. It's better to get rid of this guy as soon as possible!"
At the thought of this, Chang Yuntao's eyes suddenly rolled around as he looked at Tang Ao's big head so close to him, and he couldn't help but reveal a smirk at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, Chang Yuntao's forehead, wrapped with khaki energy, hit Tang Ao's towering nose with a "bang".
"Crack!" The bridge of the nose was broken on the spot.
"ah……"
A fragile place like the bridge of the nose could not withstand Chang Yuntao's amazingly defensive brain. Tang Ao even screamed in pain on the spot.
The extreme pain, sore and numb, made his tears and nose run down.
Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Chang Yuntao quickly swung a hand knife and hit Tang Ao on the wrist, knocking the sword in his hand to the ground.
That wasn't the end of it, he flew up with a lightning kick and swept the dark saber out of the ring on the spot, landing in front of the kid's clone.
After that, Tang Ao, without the extremely fierce horse-cutting sword, was like a tiger without claws and teeth in Chang Yuntao's eyes.
He could just flatten Tang Ao like a cat, and pet him as much as he wanted!
However, when I think about this game being broadcast live, it seems a bit inappropriate if he continues to bully others without a bottom line when he has the advantage. It seems that it will affect his image of being wise and powerful.
Thinking of this, Chang Yuntao grinned and said with a smile: "The fight this time was not fun enough. How about we find a chance next time and fight again without using weapons?"
The redness in Tang Ao's eyes had gradually faded away. He covered his nose with both hands and muttered: "Next time I will..."
Before he could finish his words, he was shot out of the ring by Chang Yuntao with Fang Tian Hua Ji.
"What are you doing standing around in the ring whining all this time? If you have anything to say, let's talk to you later!" The Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand shrank to the size of a pencil in the blink of an eye, and Chang Yuntao easily pinned it to his belt.
"This round, Shanghai and Hai win." Fang Shaojie pointed at Chang Yuntao with a serious face, "The Shanghai and Hai team successfully advanced to the next round with a record of winning five games."
"Bah bang bang!" Most of the audience at the scene gave their applause and cheers to Chang Yuntao, who was standing on the ring at the moment.
Especially, when I saw him putting his hands by his ears as if listening, the applause and cheers at the scene became louder.
Under the ring, Ding Lei looked enviously at Chang Yuntao, who was still playing tricks on the ring.
Watching Chang Yuntao display his might, he easily defeated Guangling City's troops with his own strength.
At this time, he was even enjoying the cheers from the audience.
To say that Ding Lei is not envious is definitely not sincere.
"There is no way, the players in Guangling City are still too weak, there is no need for me to play at all!" He shook his head helplessly, and could only comfort himself like this, "Let Chang Yuntao be proud for a few days first, and wait until the later rounds.
The opponent is getting stronger and stronger, and he won't be able to bounce back for long."
"As soon as I appear on the stage, the power of thunder will explode. It will be difficult not to attract attention!"
Their team successfully advanced to the next round, and both Chen Xiaozhi and Mei Ji couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Xiaozhi suddenly coughed and said: "Well, Meiji, in order to celebrate our successful advancement to the next round, why don't we all go sing K together in the afternoon?"
Mei Ji gave him a sideways look, and Mei Ji said angrily: "I'm sorry you figured out that Zhang Yuning was seriously injured. In this case, who among us would be in the mood to go?"
"Uh..." Chen Xiaozhi, who was asking for trouble, could only scratch his cheeks in embarrassment and sighed helplessly.
As for Wang Keer, Duanmu Nana and Su Ruogou, it is indeed a matter of celebration to successfully advance to the next round. However, when they think of Zhang Yuning's injury, the hearts of the three of them are covered with a layer of gloom.
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"I don't know how Zhang Yuning's injury is?"
At this moment, Wang Keer's cell phone vibrated slightly.
She took out her phone and glanced at the screen.
It was a text message from Zhou Shiqi.
The content is very short, only one simple sentence: "Let's go back to the hotel first!"
Of course, it was followed by a picture of a big smiling face and a picture of the index finger raised to the side of the mouth to silence.
As soon as she saw the picture of a smiling face, Wang Keer's heart was determined, and her big bright eyes instantly curved into crescent moons.
She understood that with Zhou Shiqi by his side, Zhang Yuning would definitely survive the crisis without any danger.
After focusing on the silent picture, Wang Keer couldn't help but roll her eyes. It seemed that Zhou Shiqi's insidious face, which was holding back evil and wanted to play pranks on others, appeared in front of her eyes.
"This stinky guy won't stop all day long. This is the rhythm of causing trouble again!"
While several people were pondering, the little kid's clone picked up Tang Ao's horse-cutting knife.
His eyes flickered, and he kept thinking, should he take action to remove the resentment from it?
After all, the resentment wrapped around this sword is too strong.
If this is left unchecked, not only Tang Ao will be attacked by it, but there will be more victims in the future.
"That's all. Now that we've met him, I'll be a good person for once."
"But, how to get rid of the resentment on this sword?"
"If you use my blood, the price will be a bit high. My blood is very valuable."
"Especially since I'm about to undergo a marrow transplant, it's really not appropriate to have too much internal friction."
"But if you burn it with the Purple Source Fire, the resentment can indeed be eliminated, but the horse-killing sword will also be sacrificed and refined into a wish-fulfilling magic weapon."
"This is too cheap for that boy Tang Ao!"
"This kind of loss-making business is absolutely not allowed."
Just when the little boy's clone frowned and looked thoughtful, a small red figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"YaYa?!" Looking at the little girl in the red dress floating in mid-air, the little boy's clone was shocked. He quickly glanced around with a guilty conscience. Seeing that no one seemed to be able to see YaYa, he secretly