The Second Flight — Chapter 87: Fierce Duel

  Wang Ao launched a fierce attack, but didn't expect Wen Tao to resist his sword energy with all his might. The powerful sword energy exploded, ripping apart the clothes on Wen Tao's chest. A slight indentation appeared on Wen Tao's chest before quickly returning to normal.

  However, Jian Qi's powerful attack forced Wen Tao to retreat repeatedly before he could regain control of his body.

  Wang Ao could clearly feel that his scapula was a bit shattered, when he saw that Wen Tao's clothes were just torn a little and nothing had happened to him, Wang Ao finally understood.

  "Outer family's innate martial artist!"

  Wen Tao didn't rush to attack, not because he didn't want to, but because he was also suffering at the moment.

  Wen Tao is now bitter and only he knows, after going through the extreme fire and heavenly thunder tempering of his body, under Wang Ao's sword energy it was nothing, however the impact force brought by the sword energy had a strong impact on Wen Tao's internal body, if it were normal times Wen Tao would not be afraid, but now that he is already injured, he felt a surge of turmoil inside.

  "Good, come again..." Wang Ao no longer dared to underestimate, his protective sword energy fully activated, and the flying sword he had stepped on earlier was also sacrificed.

  However, the way of attack is different from that of a Taoist flying sword, still holding the flying sword in hand, but the flying sword can also be released at any time to attack.

  Wang Ao's flying sword was nothing special, it was just a ordinary flying sword that had been refined and merged into his body by the spiritual energy. However, Wang Ao had entered the path of martial arts through his sword, and with the sword in hand, his attack power increased several times instantly, even the sword aura on the flying sword could injure Wen Tao.

  What's more important is that the intense fluctuations brought by the attack hurt Wén Tāo the most.

  Although Wen Tao's fist was fast, it was difficult to hurt Wang Ao after he had made some preparations. After all, Wang Ao was different from those cultivators who would become stupid and unable to fight back once they got close.

  At least their attack power and reaction are much worse. They are good at driving flying sword treasures for long-range combat, using formations, treasure, and the like.

  Wang Ao is a true super warrior who has killed his way to the top, with attack power that is equally formidable from near and far. The advantages that Wentai had when fighting against cultivators do not exist here.

  If it were in peacetime, Wentai could still rely on his strong physique to fight hard, but now Wentai has to be careful even when fighting hard.

  In this way, the situation immediately fell into a passive state.

  Dingyuan Needle, when Wang Ao had already gotten used to Wentai's single-fisted punches, Wentai suddenly employed the Dingyuan Needle. The speed was incredibly fast, and the spiritual needle left no trace whatsoever.

  "Drink......" Wang Ao indeed lived up to his reputation as a martial artist who had entered the realm of Taoism, and at the moment when Ding Yuan's needle pierced through the protective sword energy, he fully activated the true yuan within his body.

  The Lingqi needle was shattered, but the remaining ripples also affected Wang Ao. In the instant when Wang Ao's body shape was affected, Wentao's fist had already arrived, and there was no way to avoid it. Wang Ao made a full-force sword strike.

  Wen Tao's fist slammed onto Wang Ao's shoulder blade, which had been cracked for the first time earlier. The protective sword energy around him weakened significantly, and his entire shoulder was directly blasted off.

  Wen Tao's injury was not light, and he dodged the heart area. Wang Ao's sword also pierced Wen Tao's chest. The piercing was not deep, barely breaking through the defense, and under normal circumstances, it would not have caused much harm to Wen Tao. However, just now, after consecutive intense battles, Wen Tao's internal injuries worsened again, and at this time, the destructive power of the sword increased after entering his body, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out directly.

  "Hmm..." Wang Ao was also a formidable person, his arm was blown off and he only let out a muffled groan, flying back dozens of meters.

  Wang Ao quickly sealed his own meridian, avoiding massive blood loss, but at this moment, his complexion was not good.

  Wang Ao looked at Wen Tao with a complex gaze: "Are you hurt?"

  Having lived for several hundred years, although he still hasn't achieved the ultimate goal of becoming a supreme being, Wang Ao is confident that in the mortal world, no one can match him in martial arts. He never expected that as soon as he came out, he would encounter Wentai, and what's more unfortunate is that in this life, he has never fought such a desperate battle with his bare hands, and after several rounds, it became so brutal.

  A master's move is not easily countered, unless the gap in skill is too great, otherwise the battle will absolutely not end quickly.

  Wen Tao's punching style was so intense that Wang Ao experienced it for the first time in his life, and the result was a severe defeat.

  At this time, the silver needle technique was used. Wentai no longer had to hide and spat out a mouthful of blood again. At the same time, dozens of silver needles were inserted into his own acupoints, sealing the wound from just now.

  Wen Tao wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's often like this, just overexertion during training. This time I simply haven't had a chance to fully recover yet."

  "Haha……" Wang Ao burst out laughing: "Good, indeed it's true that every generation has its own heroes. Each reigns for several decades. Today, I, Wang Ao, not only got to witness a once-in-a-thousand-years external family innate martial artist, but also get to fight against such a strong opponent like you. This life is not in vain."

  Wang Ao's sword flew up, leaving his hand, flying above his head.

  "This is my ultimate and strongest technique, the sword energy that dominates all nine states. Let's see who will emerge victorious in this brief and brutal collision."

  At the time Wang Ao said this, Wen Tao's spiritual consciousness could feel that the golden elixir in Wang Ao's body was rapidly rotating, and the spiritual energy within a few hundred meters around him was stirring with the rotation of the long sword, as if only one long sword was dancing between heaven and earth.

  The sword energy crisscrossed in the space of several tens of meters around, and whether it was the grass on the ground or some flowers, grass and trees around, they were all crushed into powder like encountering a blender.

  "My move is simple, temporarily named Fist, when I have time, I will create something that the article machine thinks is powerful enough, and then give it a mighty name." Wentao said, already making his final preparations, confidently saying: "As for the result, I can very responsibly tell you, I win, you lose, I live, you die."

  When top-notch masters engage in a contest, once they reach a certain level, the trial is no longer just about martial prowess, but also encompasses mental and spiritual aspects.

  Wang Ao, who was exerting his utmost effort to execute his strongest technique, suddenly paused in his momentum upon hearing Wentai's words, and the sword energy that had been swirling around him also came to an abrupt halt.

  Wang Ao could face this fierce battle calmly, but when he talked and laughed with his life on the line, what made him relax was because of Wentai's words earlier. He suddenly realized that his own words had already lost the determination to win.

  He debuted at the age of 15, became famous in the world at the age of 25 by entering the Innate Realm, and reached the seventh level of the Innate Martial Artist Realm at the age of 35. After that, he broke through the limit of martial arts in 260 years. With his martial skills as a foundation to enter the Dao, he knew that if he could achieve the Yuan Ying Great Dao, he would be more powerful than those legendary cultivators.

  When did he lose his determination to win, watching Wentai's fist mixed with the conviction of victory hitting his own thousand swords, hitting his flying sword. Every time every sword hit Wang Ao, it was a blow to him, he spat blood, his fists and arms were already covered in scars, the silver needles on his body were all shattered.

  His body should have reached its limit, but his eyes were full of confidence.

  When Wang Ao's sword aura was shattered by Wen Tao's fist, when Wen Tao's fist slammed into Wang Ao's face, the various events of his life flashed through Wang Ao's mind.

  I've really lost, completely lost.

  Wen Tao used all his strength to blast Wang Ao's sword energy, the proud sword energy of Jiu Zhou, directly blasting it onto his head, ending him. If not for this guy's sudden weakening of momentum just now, this powerful move would have been weakened by several points, and he might not have won so easily.

  Even if I win now, it's a miserable victory. There are at least hundreds of wounds on my body, although the wounds aren't very deep, but there are too many!

  The spiritual medicine Wen Tao had refined was ineffective on his own wounds, and more importantly, his internal injuries were getting worse. Many of the silver needles on his body had been shattered, and Wen Tao spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. This wasn't the time to be stingy, so he immediately took out a large amount of medicine from his storage ring and swallowed it like sugar beans.

  Although most of the medicine's efficacy will be absorbed, it is still better than taking nothing at all. The silver needle was withdrawn again to seal several important acupoints.

  Victory was won, Kong Jie came up and asked: "Wen Tao, what can I do now?"

  Wen Tao liked Kong Jie's clever way of speaking, and after a pause, he let the medicinal power take effect before saying: "Leave... this place, then... shut down all surveillance... don't let... others... know... what happened here."

  This fight, even the scars on Wentao's body, Kong Jie was clever enough to know that he couldn't intervene, and without any unnecessary words, he immediately did as Wentao said.

  Adding insult to injury, both internal and external injuries are already quite severe, and the current injury situation is somewhat out of control for Wentao. In his heart, Wentao secretly cursed the deceased Wang Ao, this guy was really despicable, if he were a bit stronger, he could try again a project that he had always been afraid to try in normal practice, what exactly would it take for the power inside him to erupt.

  Based on past experience, it should be when I suddenly encounter a life-or-death situation, but it's not certain yet. Now that I'm severely injured internally and externally, if this development isn't controlled, slow death would be the worst-case scenario. What if that power doesn't react to slow death?

  As a doctor, Wentao was constantly treating his own injuries while various treatment plans flashed through his mind.

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Wentai and he thought of an ingenious idea.

  Immediately retrieve the communication spirit stone and contact Luo Zhenfeng, asking him to rush over at the fastest speed.

  Wen Tao is going to trigger a minor heavenly calamity this time and use its power to heal his own injuries.