Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

Bang

Zhang Xiong swung the stick fiercely and hit Pu Bucheng's lower abdomen. Pu Bucheng's originally pale face suddenly turned into the color of pig liver, his cheeks were bulging, and his eyes were wide and round.

Woo

Pu BuCheng clutched his lower abdomen tightly. He had a hunch that he might really Pu BuCheng.

He just hunched over and fell to the ground, like a cooked prawn. After a while, he slightly convulsed twice, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Admit defeat, admit defeat..."

Zhang Xiong dug his ears: "What? You still want to fight? Hold the grass, this is the first time I have heard such a request. You have successfully won my admiration."

As Zhang Xiong spoke, he made a fist, clenched the long stick with both hands, and hit Pu Bucheng's abdomen with another stick.

For a moment, Pu Bucheng felt that the whole world was pure. His ears, eyes, and mouth all lost their functions. Only in his heart, he had scolded Zhang Xiong's ancestors countless times for eighteen generations.

Damn it, are you deaf? I'm talking about admitting defeat. Are your mother's ears stuffed with donkey hair? I admire your eighteenth generation ancestors.

It’s just that all of this is just thinking about it in my heart.

The immense pain had paralyzed his entire nerves.

Kyle sighed: "Thade, you go ahead, Park Bucheng really can't do it."

After speaking, he raised his hand and gestured slightly to the shadow: "We admit defeat."

Pu Bucheng had never felt that the word "admit defeat" sounded so beautiful as he did now. He saw the regret on Zhang Xiong's face in a daze, tilted his head, and passed out completely.

As Thad's bulky body walked onto the ring, Zhang Xiong's face finally became serious.

The opponent's aura was obviously much stronger than his, and even his body was slightly larger than his.

This battle is even more difficult to fight.

"Yazo, come on."

Thad waved to Zhang Xiong disdainfully.

Zhang Xiong didn't say much, and directly greeted him waving his stick.

But Thad used his bare hands to directly fight Zhang Xiong's long stick with his fist.

The two giants collided so violently that the entire marble arena shook several times.

Neither of them used spiritual power to fight at the beginning, it was purely a collision of raw power.

You give me a straight punch, and I respond with an underhook, hitting the flesh with blood splashing at the same time.

"Cool."

During the violent battle, Zhang Xiong was heard shouting.

The long stick in his hand also disappeared, and he started fighting without restrictions.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. When had there ever been such a simple battle between Transcendents?

Uninformed people thought it was two rough men fighting hand to hand.

After fighting for a while, Zhang Xiong had to face the gap between the two and took the lead in transforming.

His upper body and face were slowly covered with hairs like hairs, and his skin began to become as rough and thick as iron.

With this transformation, he gradually regained his original weakness.

A punch hit Thad and even made a dull sound.

"Huh, is this all you need?"

Thad sneered, and his body began to metamorphose, and his originally dark and strong figure became taller, already over two meters tall, standing there like a hill.

A punch was thrown out, like a meteor from the sky, carrying a terrifying power and hitting Zhang Xiong.

Zhang Xiong's face showed no fear except madness. He also waved his fists and faced Sade.

How strong are you? So what if you are mighty? Wherever I am, no one can hold me down.

An invincible heart replaced all of Zhang Xiong's original internal organs, and as far as his eyes could see, there was only one word: kill.

Bang

Bang bang

The two fists collided and even produced a sonic boom.

I saw Zhang Xiong's fist shrinking slightly. Although the bones were not broken, they were unable to withstand Thad's huge impact, and the joints were actually shaken inward.

Zhang Xiong took a breath, shook his hand, and felt a little relieved. He summoned the long stick again, danced out stick flowers all over the sky, and attacked Sade.

This time, Zhang Xiong no longer rushed blindly, but seemed to have a certain rhythm, first attacking the shoulders, then the chest and back, then the abdomen, and finally, he had attacked Thad's legs.

Each attack is not very powerful, but is more dexterous, and most of the attacks can fall on Thad.

At first, Thad made moves to dodge and counterattack, but later he realized that Zhang Xiong's attacks were just like scratching an itch, so he simply stopped dodging. He could be hit ten times without any pain, but only one of his attacks would land on Zhang Xiong. On the body, it is guaranteed to make the other party wail for a long time.

Gradually, when Zhang Xiong finally struck the last stick on Sade's feet, he suddenly retreated and looked at Sade from a distance, with a strange smile on his face.

"Ya San, do you want to hide? It's too late."

Thad snorted coldly, kicked the ground with both feet, and the small mountain-like body rose into the air and flew towards Zhang Xiong.

Zhang Xiong looked at Thad in the air and shouted in a low voice: "Justice is the responsibility of Xiong Xiong."

As soon as the shouts ended, the spot on Thaad's body that was originally hit by Zhang Xiong suddenly exploded. On the surface of Thaad's body, a small cloud of blood mist fell like a spring drizzle.

And when the blood mist intertwined, the place where the explosion originally occurred suddenly flashed with spiritual light, and rays of spiritual power burst out from the spiritual light, intertwined together, and formed a huge spiritual network on the surface of Thad's body.

The spiritual net tightened quickly, binding all of Thad's hands and feet. For a moment, Thad couldn't move.

Everyone was a little surprised for a moment. Zhang Xiong was only at the High Level of the Warrior Realm, but his burst of strength could actually restrain Thad. I have to say that this was a bit beyond everyone's expectations.

You must know that even the peak of the Warrior Realm cannot be compared with the elementary level of the War King Realm. The difference can be said to be a qualitative one.