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Therefore, it is so incredible that Zhang Xiong's blazing responsibility can restrain Sade.

Naturally, Zhang Xiong would not miss such a good opportunity, and went straight to Sade's shoulder with the long stick in his hand.

Zhang Xiong had already used all his strength with this stick, and saw the long stick wrapped in the strong wind like a golden hoop, infinitely enlarging in Sade's pupils.

Roar

The long stick is about to hit you.

Hearing Thad's roar, like the roar of a wild beast, the auras that restrained him exploded in an instant, and his tree-like arms suddenly lifted up to meet Zhang Xiong's long stick.

It's just that he was a little slower, his fist still missed hitting the long stick, and the long stick had already made close contact with his shoulder.

Even though his body was as strong as a hill, his left shoulder couldn't help but sink under the stick.

Sade is also a ruthless person. After receiving such a heavy blow, his right fist showed no intention of withdrawing and continued to hit Zhang Xiong's long stick.

There was another muffled sound, and Thad's right fist hit the long stick. The huge force caused Zhang Xiong's whole body to fall straight to one side.

Zhang Xiong quickly adjusted his pace and staggered for more than ten steps before he could stabilize his figure. However, the hand he was holding on to the long stick was trembling, and the jaws of his hands were dripping with blood.

"die."

Thad's left shoulder was drooped and obviously fractured, which further aroused his ferocity. He roared loudly and without giving Zhang Xiong a chance to breathe, he raised his right fist and hit Zhang Xiong again.

Gao Fushuai looked at Zhang Xiong who kept dodging and said worriedly:

"What should I do? Keep shouting and admit defeat?"

Qin Fan looked at Zhang Xiong on the stage and didn't know what to decide for a moment.

At this time, Zhang Xiong seemed to have telepathy. While avoiding it, he shouted to the audience: "Brother Fan, don't admit defeat for me."

After Zhang Xiong shouted this, he pulled off two torn pieces of cloth from his body with a fierce force, randomly entwined his hands with the long stick, and attacked Thad.

And this slight delay caused him to receive a few more punches.

Fortunately, Thad's arm was also injured, and his strength was greatly affected, so Zhang Xiong was able to withstand those punches.

Looking forward at the desperate Zhang Xiong on the stage, his fists couldn't help but clenched. If he were in the army, he would be a good soldier.

Similarly, the shadow on the edge of the ring was also moved. This is a good man in Daxia. Even if he knows he is defeated, he must dare to use his sword.

She couldn't help but cast her gaze at Qin Fan, with mixed feelings for a moment. At least, this time, he stood up and did not continue to sink into his small self.

Zhang Xiong roared, and the long stick wrapped around his hand kept changing the direction of attack. Unfortunately, he was still a little weaker than Thad, even though he had adopted the injury-for-injury strategy.

But each of his injuries was much more serious than the other's, his pace began to slow down, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

Every time he hits a stick, it is no longer controlled by his brain, but depends entirely on the instinct of his body and the resentment that goes deep into his bones.

Sade's body also swayed a little, and his attitude slowly changed from disdain at the beginning to seriousness, and in the end, there was even a trace of admiration in his emotions.

After all, they are all young people. After all, their only passion has not been wiped out by the fucked-up politics. There is also a trace of integrity and kindness left in his heart.

Just when Zhang Xiong's body began to shake violently and the long stick he swung lost his accuracy, Thad suddenly took a few steps back.

"This game is considered a draw."

Zhang Xiong was stunned, and everyone in the audience was also stunned.

Kyle was the first to react and couldn't help roaring: "Thade, do you know what you are talking about? There is no draw, you have to knock him down."

"Or you get knocked down by him."

Thad shook his head and walked towards the audience.

"I said a draw is a draw."

After saying that, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Zhang Xiong and said, "Kyle is right. If we are still opponents next time, I don't want you to be so weak. It will make fighting like this less interesting."

"Hurry up and become stronger. I like strong opponents."

Zhang Xiong didn't respond. When Sade walked to the audience, he couldn't hold it up anymore and fell down with a roar.

Just as Shadow was about to send Zhang Xiong down, he felt that Zhang Xiong's aura suddenly became violent, and his already thick body actually grew a bit bigger.

The stiff hair that originally covered the upper body also began to appear on the legs.

this.....

Everyone's eyes widened for a moment.

Is this a breakthrough?

Thad looked at Zhang Xiong with the same interest. He had seen a lot of various breakthrough methods. This was the first time he had seen such a breakthrough in a coma after exhaustion.

It wasn't until Zhang Xiong's breath stabilized that Shadow waved his hand and sent him directly to the other side of the ring. At this time, An Ji was also there, receiving treatment from the military doctor.

As soon as Zhang Xiong stepped down, the Transcendent military doctors from the treatment department fell on Zhang Xiong with various recovery auras and treated his injuries.

"He is indeed an interesting guy."

Thad said, walking back to his group.

Kyle looked at Thad with a cold face and said, "My dear, you shouldn't have made such a stupid decision."

Thad shrugged: "Do you think the remaining ones can beat you?"

Kyle was a little speechless for a moment. The remaining realms on his side were all higher than Thad's, while the other side except for one war king were all warriors. Needless to say, victory.

"Okay, Teacher Kyle, just leave the rest to me."

Standing behind Kyle, a man wearing a long gown, a scarf on his head, and carrying a Martial Warrior knife said gloomily.

"Inukai Ichiro, don't underestimate the enemy."

Kyle patted the man, Inukai Ichiro.

Gao Fushuai looked at Inukai Ichiro walking towards the ring and muttered: "Do you think this guy looks familiar?"