Chapter 500 Xiaowu vs Daweil!

Tick tock.

Blood dripped from his nose.

Darvill rested his hands on the ground and looked at the blood drops on the ground, his expression a little dull.

——I was clearly diving in the sky, so why did I suddenly appear on the ground?

"Wrong."

He shouted, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately put on a defensive posture.

I saw that this was indeed Sare Town.

He was standing on the street outside the bar.

Wu Xiaode stood on the other side of the street.

Everyone else disappeared.

The world was filled with a vast silence, as if no one had made a sound here for thousands of years.

"What a surprise... What was that punch just now? I felt infinite calamity, but in the end it was somewhat different from the calamity."

Darvill said.

"You can take your time and guess, but I won't tell." Wu Xiaode said calmly.

In fact, based on the immeasurable calamity power, the power of thousands of heroic spirits, and the power of death, he sacrificed various skills of inheritance, advent, and Tao power, and finally this attack-type death technique was born— —

"anger".

Darvill moved his body and said in a preaching tone:

"It looks like this is a crude and rough parallel world. You put the battlefield here, I guess you are afraid of hurting innocent people?"

Wu Xiaode said nothing and just snapped his fingers.

I saw health bars and soul power bars of the same length appearing above their heads at the same time.

At the same time——

Their hands and feet were shackled.

In the center of the street, a vertical pupil quietly emerged, making a buzzing sound:

"I have an obligation to explain this fight."

Wu Xiaode and Darvill looked at the vertical pupils at the same time.

"In this battle, as humans, both sides have the same blood volume and soul power;"

"Same agility, strength, and attack power;"

"Body strength is consistent;"

"The attack power of all spells is reduced to three bars of blood damage; cold weapons only have ordinary cold weapon damage;"

"——The person whose health bar is empty first will definitely die."

"Once you try to escape, the shackles will pull you back to the fighting area immediately."

"Please fight to the death with all your strength!"

"Now, both parties please step forward."

"Prepare."

"The battle begins!"

The vertical pupil flew into the air and looked down.

Darvill listened quietly, with a smile on his face and said:

"All spells have the same attack power? So, the power of the spells is greatly weakened."

As he spoke, he tried hard to squeeze the hand and foot shackles, but found that he couldn't squeeze them at all.

——There must be immeasurable calamity in this.

And some other stuff.

Damn breeding.

He raised his head again and looked at the health and soul bars above his head.

——If he had not been hit by this technique, then this kid would never have any chance of surviving.

What a pity——

He punched me in the bridge of the nose.

This technique also completely hit me.

To unlock it, you must follow the rules.

What the hell!

Darvill took a deep breath and looked at Wu Xiaode with cold eyes:

"Honestly, I have fought countless strong humans and used countless fighting methods to destroy their confidence. I have never been defeated."

"Forget it, I'll kill you by fighting."

Wu Xiaode said nothing, just took out the gloves and put them on his hands.

"Punch? Ridiculous."

After Darvill finished speaking, he rushed towards Wu Xiaode in a flash.

Wu Xiaode took a step forward and waved his fist to meet——

Boom.

Darvill kicked him away.

Wu Xiaode dragged a long line of dust on the ground like a rolling gourd, and finally stood up again.

The health bar above his head dropped by one-twentieth.

Darvill crossed his arms and stood on one leg, smiling:

"In my opinion, close combat is just playing house——"

"I'll kill you no matter what!"

He jumped up slightly and rushed towards Wu Xiaode again.

Wu Xiaode greeted him with both fists.

The two sides exchanged fists and kicks, and struck a dozen consecutive blows.

Wu Xiaode was suddenly punched in the chest again, and his whole body was sent flying, and he retreated seven or eight meters continuously.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Above his head, the health bar dropped by about three-twentieths.

——He has lost four-twentieth of his health.

However, his soul power is still full.

On the other hand, Darvill's health bar was full, but his soul power had dropped by four-twentieths.

"I remembered..."

Darvill showed a look of recollection and said softly: "Your boxing skills are very similar to someone I defeated back then. It seems... he was called the Human Emperor."

"Are you his descendant?"

Wu Xiaode wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled, and said nothing. He just put up a boxing stance on the spot and held his breath to rest.

Darvill looked impatient.

That's right, I like to talk when I'm fighting. This is a way to stir up the atmosphere and make a destruction more stylish.

The other party was like a local dog, and remained silent even after being beaten.

"Whether it's skills or experience, I'm much better than you -"

"I have lost interest in this battle," Darvill said in a disinterested voice, "Forget it, I will just kill you in one go."

He rushed towards Wu Xiaode with elegant steps, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

Wu Xiaode greeted him with fists——

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and they quickly engaged the enemy.

Darvill shouted:

"You can't even block my random punch! Go to hell!"

Boom.

Another punch hit Wu Xiaode hard on the chest.

The blood bar drops again!

But this time, Wu Xiaode was not beaten out.

He didn't block it at all, but firmly grasped the opponent's wrist with one hand. The other hand went around the opponent's elbow from below, pinched Darvill's wrist from the other side, and said goodbye——

Joint skills!

With a "click" sound, Darvill's arm was broken off directly.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Darvill burst into a high-pitched scream.

——It is the supreme lord of great catastrophes and the demon king that destroys all living beings. It has always been invincible.

Even if he faced other tribulation demons, he had never suffered such an injury or felt such pain that penetrated his bones.

It suddenly reacted.

The strongest point of this technique is not in fighting, but in bringing oneself down to the level of a mortal.

——I will feel the pain of mortals in battle!

Wu Xiaode looked calm, dragging his broken arm and pulling him towards his arms.

"Don't even think about it——"

Darvill shouted sharply and hit Wu Xiaode with his left knee.

Wu Xiaode still didn't block it at all.

He also raised his right knee and hit the opponent's crotch with all his strength.

Boom.

Two sounds.

Wu Xiaode was hit in the stomach by this fierce knee, and blood spurted out from his mouth again.

Darvill was hit hard and his crotch was broken.

"Hiss-ah!!!!"

Has he ever experienced such pain?

Even in terms of pain levels, this egg-breaking pain ranks high!

Darvill had no time to relieve the pain.

At this time, if you are distracted by pain, you will be defeated.

No matter how hard you get rid of the pain, you must endure it!

Darvill was sweating in pain, but he gritted his teeth and punched the opponent with all his strength.

Wu Xiaode still didn't block.

He also swung his fist and hit Darvill.

The two stood there, not defending at all, and hitting each other's body with all their strength.

Boom.

Dong Dong Dong——

Drenched in blood and sweat.

Finally, the powerful counterattack force made both of them take a step back.

"The boy is quite talented, but in combat, skills can cause more damage. You will definitely lose." Darvill gasped.

"I don't think so." Wu Xiaode said.

"The last punch will send you home." Darvill took a step forward.

Wu Xiaode followed and rushed towards the opponent without showing any signs of weakness.

The next moment.

Daweil suddenly pulled out a long knife from the void and stabbed Wu Xiaode in the chest.

"Hahaha, I was fooled, you deserve to die!"

He laughed wildly.

But he stopped laughing immediately.

Because Wu Xiaode also had a long knife in his hand.

Knife to knife.

The two of them thought of going together!

"Damn boy."

Darvill gritted his teeth and stabbed Wu Xiaode with all his strength with the knife in both hands.

Wu Xiaode didn't even look at his knife. He just held the knife and stabbed him in the chest.

At your fingertips——

Seeing that the two knives were about to pierce each other's chest——

Block it.

Why didn't he block my knife?

This is a murderous knife. If you don't block it, you will definitely be stabbed.

Why not defend?

Doesn't he feel pain? Or do you want to die together?

If you don’t block at all——

Then both parties will die.

In this kind of fighting, what's the point of having more skills?

Darvill's mind went blank.

Maybe it’s because of the sharp pain in the crotch, maybe it’s because of the fear of the blade, in short——

His knife missed by an inch.

puff.

The two knives pierced the chests of both parties.

The blood on Wu Xiaode's chest came out and quickly soaked into his clothes.

But the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

——This blow did not hit the heart!

On the other hand, Darvill moved his body subconsciously at the last moment.

——The Butterfly Sword didn't even stab his heart!

The health bars of both sides dropped three bars.

——It’s a tie again!

At this same moment, Wu Xiaode opened his eyes wide and looked at the other person without blinking.

anyone.

animal.

Or a sentient being.

Being stabbed through the chest will inevitably lead to some kind of subconscious reaction.

How would Darvill react?

Wu Xiaode is waiting.

A gentle breeze blew.

Darvill's body twitched slightly.

——After all, it had never really suffered such a serious injury as a human being. At this time, it felt the deep and severe pain, and its whole body could not help but stiffen.

hope.

This glimmer of hope was seized by Wu Xiaode.

The killing intent in Wu Xiaode suddenly burst out like a torrent.

——He has waited for this moment of opportunity!

In order to become a Minggui, he had been stabbed in the chest countless times. Not only was he familiar with it, but at least he could completely restrain his body's instinctive reaction.

If the other party fails to restrain——

"Death!"

The young man drank in a low voice, letting the knife pierce his body inch by inch, and rushed towards Darvill with long strides without hesitation.

The wild sword from his waist was drawn out.

A flash of cold light!

Blood flowers splashed all over the ground with the wind.

A human head flew up.

Complete disbelief appeared on Rentou's face, as if he didn't believe his ending at all.

Clang.

Heads fell to the ground.

Wu Xiaode was covered in blood, with a knife stuck in his chest. He barely touched the ground with the sword in his hand, breathing heavily.

He looked up at the vertical pupils in mid-air.

The vertical pupils make a buzzing sound:

"The battle is over."

"Winner: Wu Xiaode." (End of Chapter)