Chapter 396 Cruel Battle

When the two sides appeared again, everyone was taken aback because a blood man appeared on the field...

There is almost nothing intact on the blood man's body, and the clothes are so torn that it can almost be said to be naked. The clothes all over his body were already stained red with blood, and his own color could hardly be seen. The armor was also riddled with holes, and blood gushed out from those holes.

The donkey-faced warrior didn't seem to have any abnormalities, but his breathing became a little faster. Obviously, the attack just now had consumed him a lot. No one noticed that the hands of the donkey-faced warrior had been split open, and his arms were trembling slightly.

"Old soup!"

"Xingrong!"

"Teacher Tang!"

After seeing the blood man, everyone exclaimed in unison. If it weren't for the fact that the battle was not over yet, and there was another holy warrior and half-holy magister sitting on the opposite side, someone might have already rushed up.

Even so, there are still a few people who have a good relationship with Tang Xingrong want to rush forward and save him. But it was stopped by Deli Leka raising his hand. It wasn't that Delileka didn't want to save people, but he felt that Tang Xingrong was not dead, and his fighting spirit was even higher.

The donkey-faced soldier leaned his spear on the ground, turned around slowly, and looked at Tang Xingrong, his eyes full of disbelief. In the short-term collision just now, I had an absolute advantage at the beginning, and those injuries on Tang Xingrong's body were caused at the beginning.

But what surprised the donkey-faced fighter was that Tang Xingrong caught his own attacks intermittently in the following time, and even took all of his attacks later.

The bloody Tang Xingrong also turned around slowly, showing a mouthful of white teeth to the donkey-faced warrior.

"If your tricks are just like this, then I will not be polite!" Tang Xingrong held a double-headed gun and assumed an offensive posture.

"What a big tone! I'd like to see how you break through my dense forest spear array!" The donkey-faced soldier blushed and roared excitedly.

If he blocked one or two attacks, it could be considered accidental, but in the last period of time, Tang Xingrong blocked all his attacks, which made him inexplicably horrified, but he has no way out now.

Tang Xingrong didn't speak, his eyes were fixed, and he rushed towards the donkey-faced warrior again.

When the donkey-faced warrior saw Tang Xingrong rushing up, his eyes instantly turned red, and a burst of rage erupted from his body.

The dense forest gun array was released again, and Tang Xingrong still got into the gun array without hesitation.

Everyone saw sparks shooting out from the spear formation in the dense forest, and the sound of weapons clashing one after another, the dense sound made people tremble with fear.

Li Zhenbang no longer dared to use his mental power to spy. The aftermath of the battle between the two sides had already affected his mental power and even caused damage. So he can only rely on his eyes to observe, but his current eyesight is still too reluctant to keep up with the speed of the battle between the two sides.

When Tang Xingrong rushed out of the dense forest gun formation again, everyone was surprised to find that the clothes of the donkey-faced warrior were somewhat damaged, and there were even scars in some places. Tang Xingrong was already drenched in blood, and he wondered if he had added new scars.

The donkey-faced soldier was really terrified now, he couldn't figure out why Tang Xingrong could find a solution so quickly. Not only did he find a way, but he could also counterattack, which really made him a little unbelievable. He knew very well in his heart that although he accelerated the attack rhythm this time, he did not cause any substantial damage to Tang Xingrong. Instead, he added a few traumas to himself.

"Are you ready? I'm coming again!" Tang Xingrong opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth. His blood-soaked appearance made him look a little scary, as if he had been skinned.

The donkey-faced soldier swallowed, and glanced at the body of the silver soldier lying in the corner. The donkey-faced warrior made up his mind, he had already made up his mind, he would rather die in battle than lose in battle. To die in battle is an honor, but to be defeated is an unforgivable shame.

Seeing Tang Xingrong rushing towards him again, the donkey-faced soldier's eyes turned completely red, even the whites of his eyes were gone, and his eyes seemed to be two rubies. The whole person's body has more than doubled in size than before, and his height has even improved a little.

Li Zhenbang frowned, he had a feeling of deja vu about this skill. This skill seems to be somewhat related to his Body Tyrant Technique, but it doesn't quite resemble it, but the feeling of deja vu is so real.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Li Zhenbang's mind. The skills of this donkey-faced warrior seemed to be somewhat similar to that of Frieda, the evil wolf mercenary group's book on Qi and Blood Retrograde.

Thinking of this, Li Zhenbang's heart became active again. At that time, on a whim, I wanted to get the qi and blood retrograde exercise, but then there were too many things, so I delayed this matter. It seems that if he can return to the Western Continent alive this time, this matter can also be put on the agenda.

Seeing the change in the donkey-faced warrior, Tang Xingrong felt vigilant, but his current physical condition was too late to think about it. If he couldn't tell the winner, he would definitely collapse due to excessive blood loss and exhaustion.

Tang Xingrong gritted his teeth, put his two guns in front of his chest, and with a few ups and downs, he had already rushed in front of the donkey-faced warrior.

The donkey-faced warrior did not use the dense forest spear array this time, but held the long spear horizontally by his side. The silver long spear was covered with golden vindictiveness, showing a glittering golden appearance.

Tang Xingrong was a little surprised when he saw that the donkey-faced warrior did not use the dense forest spear array, but it did not affect his pace and speed.

The donkey-faced warrior saw that Tang Xingrong had entered his attack range, so he swept out his spear without hesitation. Tang Xingrong saw the donkey-faced warrior sweeping vigorously, so he had to raise his two guns to resist. After the weapons collided, Tang Xingrong moved a few steps sideways, stopped burning, and then continued to rush towards the donkey-faced warrior with big strides.

Seeing that although Tang Xingrong resisted his own attack, but his strength was obviously inferior to his own, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the donkey-faced soldier.

The spear was directly used by the donkey-faced warrior as a stick, forcing Tang Xingrong to face him head-on. Every time there was a collision, the wound on Tang Xingrong's body that had already healed would burst open again, and blood would flow out from the wound again.

Tang Xingrong gritted his teeth tightly. Now he is almost reaching the limit of his body, and the donkey-faced warrior seems to be getting more courageous as he fights, wielding his spear vigorously.

The donkey-faced warrior has now entered a berserk state, his strength has skyrocketed, and he almost feels no pain. But all of this is at the cost of burning the blood in his body, and now his consciousness is blurred, and there are only bloodthirsty desires and instincts in his heart.

The blood flowing from Tang Xingrong's body made him extremely excited, and the attack became even crazier. However, due to relying on instinct, the attack was a bit chaotic, and he almost gave up defense and used all his strength on attack.

Seeing that the donkey-faced warrior was so crazy, Tang Xingrong's eyes became serious. He, who was tired of resisting, gave up defense and chose to attack against attack. The number of wounds on Tang Xingrong's body increased again, and the donkey-faced warrior didn't take advantage of it, and a large number of wounds began to appear on his body, but his bleeding was very little, and the wounds were pale.

When the people of Carlo Royal Academy saw this scene, everyone's eyes showed unbearable expressions, and Deli Leka was even ready to save people. But seeing Tang Xingrong's resolute eyes and his unflinching appearance, he endured several attempts to make a move.

Victory in a battle is very important to Deli Leka, but a person who has the potential to become a saint-level powerhouse is also rare for the academy and the empire. If he dies, it will be a big loss.

While Deli Laika was still struggling, he heard everyone exclaim, and was shocked to find that the battle on the field was over.

I saw Tang Xingrong had a long spear stuck in his chest, and was pinned firmly to the ground. He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull out the spear, but he didn't know whether it was exhausted from the fierce battle, or he couldn't use his strength because of the pain. He lay there and struggled a few times in vain and weakness, and finally gave up. If it wasn't for the weak breathing, everyone would have thought he was finished.

The donkey-faced warrior on the other side didn't have a good end either. With a double-ended gun stuck in his neck and chest, he was lying on the ground twitching, apparently dying.

"Deli Laika, what do you want to do?" Seeing that De Li Laika wanted to rush into the arena, the jihadist asked with a sneer.

"What are you doing? Needless to say? Of course it's saving people!" Deli Laika appeared beside Tang Xingrong in two steps, wanting to reach out and pull out the spear.

"Deli Laika, I advise you to stop! The game has not yet been decided, if you intervene forcefully, then I can only judge you to lose!" The jihadist spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said Look helpless.

"Fart! Your people are dead, how can you say that there is no winner!" Deli Leka glared at the jihadist.

"Your man didn't stand still either! And if I'm not mistaken, he seems to be finished soon!" The holy warrior said in a strange way.

"What exactly do you want?" Delileka's outstretched hand froze there, and her voice was full of anger.

"No, no, no. It's not what I want, it's what you want? Now you are obviously obstructing the progress of the game!" The holy warrior said in a strange tone.

"You...shameless!" Delileka pointed at the jihadist, trembling with anger.

"If he can stand up with his own ability, I will admit that you have won this game!"

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