At this mont, Second Lang made a subconscious mistake!
He should have fled towards the outside of the cave without a word, at any cost, even if Su Yue wounded his back. At least he could escape, and once he recovered his energy ring, the opponent wouldn’t stand a chance.
What a pity.
So instincts are ultimately beyond human resistance.
Second Lang subconsciously raised his blade to hack at Su Yue. Although he didn’t have an energy ring, he subconsciously looked down on Su Yue, who also lacked an energy ring.
He even failed to recognize that Su Yue was the only ordinary person without a sealed rank.
Swoosh!
A dazzling cold gleam made the light in the cave bright for a fleeting mont.
The arc of the blade flashed and disappeared.
At this mont, Su Yue and Second Lang’s figures intersected.
The cave returned to silence.
Crack!
The knife in Second Lang’s hand fell to the ground.
"A fourth-rank alien race, not worth ntioning."
Su Yue spoke coldly, with a must-act aura at this mont.
The enemy’s neck gradually gushed scarlet blood, and simultaneously, Second Lang’s disguise began to dissolve!
Green long fur seeped through his skin, his hair detached, and an ugly sun pattern appeared on his head.
"You... you, you..."
Second Lang spoke, seemingly wanting to say sothing!
Unfortunately, a large amount of blood gushed from his throat, the trachea completely broken, rendering him unable to speak anymore.
His eyes were full of inconceivable disbelief!
Second Lang roared madly in his heart.
Why wasn’t your energy ring suppressed, and why could you still use such powerful battle techniques?
Why!
At this mont, not to ntion the Earth martial artists in the cage, even the constantly roaring Ning Beast was dumbfounded.
It was shaken.
An internal conflict within the Wuwen race, the one who always bullied it, was actually killed.
No way!
The one who bullied it was actually from the Yangxiang Race?
The sun pattern on the bald head is the emblem of the Yangxiang Race, which the Ning Beast cub could recognize.
Wang Mingqi was shocked into silence.
Quality blade technique!
That’s the quality blade technique, and before, Ah Bao skillfully used the Little Lingbo Step.
It was truly at its peak.
To such an extent, even a second-rank martial artist would find it hard to achieve.
The scariest still is the quality blade technique.
That’s a battle technique only a third-rank genius can learn.
An unranked martial artist actually executed it, neatly killing an alien race.
Ah Bao, truly remarkable!
The angle of his strike was sharp and fierce, his ans ruthless. Clearly a seasoned fighter; if a martial artist hadn’t killed before, they wouldn’t be able to execute such a perfect strike.
This requires ti and human life to hone the blade!
"What a ruthless guy!"
Liu Guoli exclaid in amazent, silent.
Compared to the footage, the real-world exam champion was even fiercer.
"Well done, brother!"
Xing Baiyan exclaid in surprise.
Your sister didn’t care for you in vain; finally, you’ve achieved sothing.
Du Jing’s Book stood stunned, even forgetting to breathe.
Why is this Ah Bao so strong!
The body technique and footwork just now, I couldn’t even compare. Even if my energy ring wasn’t suppressed, am I a match for Ah Bao?
The answer is unknown.
Recalling how he ridiculed Ah Bao all the way, had Ah Bao carry things as seat cushions, Du Jing’s Book wished he could smash his head against the wall.
He’s simply a joke!
"Ning Beast friend, you saw it too. It wasn’t the Wuwen Race bullying you, it was the Yangxiang Race taking our form. We’re victims too!"
Su Yue patted the Ning Beast’s large nose, then pointed at the Yangxiang Race.
Though it couldn’t understand human language, this guy could grasp the general aning.
The nose... cold and smooth to the touch.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The Ning Beast clearly understood Su Yue’s intention. Its lips pursed, and it was angry to the point of a stomachache.
No wonder the Wuwen Race was bullying while also capturing Wuwen Race traitors.
It turns out the Yangxiang Race was disguising themselves.
"Ning Beast friend, despicable Yangxiang Race wants to use you, dragging your Ning Beast Demon Race into war. They frad the Wuwen Race, aiming for your Ning Beast Demon Race to clash with the Wuwen Race, then benefit from the ensuing chaos, intending to stew your parents into a dish.
"Can you tolerate it?"
Su Yue asked righteously.
Simultaneously, he wrote and drew on the ground with a knife.
Su Yue heard from Dai Yuegui that beasts in the wetland have intelligence equivalent to a young teenager; they’re just lazy to think.
Indeed.
You may not understand my words.
But I can draw and communicate. If your intelligence truly matches a child, you should comprehend the illustrations!
While drawing, Su Yue thanked his artistic talent!
Though the drawings were simple, they aligned with titles, especially the scene of the Yangxiang Race butchering Ning Beasts, which was quite vivid.
Communicating with beasts using drawings is generally effective for Earth martial artists.
Roar!
The Ning Beast was indeed furious!
It turned its head, glaring at the Yangxiang Race’s corpse with anger.
Damned Yangxiang Race dared to plot a conflict between the Ning Beast Demon Race and Wuwen Race, then cook its parents into a dish, simply outrageous!
"Ah Bao, quickly free us, why waste ti!"
Du Jing’s Book saw Su Yue and Ning Beast continue endlessly, anxiously shouted!
"Are you stupid?
"There’s an inevitable path back to District Four, with two Yangxiang Race lurking. So many of us returning might encounter them; do you wish to die again?
"Or do you intend to cross Ning Beast Demon’s territory, directly aiding the Fifth Battlefield?"
Su Yue turned to Du Jing’s Book, as if looking at a fool.
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