132: Chapter 132: Slapping

After Wang Tao delivered that strike, his entire aura instantly weakened, and he almost couldn't stand steadily; this was the after-effect of using a forbidden sword art.

However, all of this was worth it. A cruel smile appeared on Wang Tao's lips. With this strike, even a Lie Hai Realm expert would be instantly killed if they were careless.

He was certain that Shi Xiaozhan was truly dead this time. His attack had firmly locked onto Shi Xiaozhan, and even if Shi Xiaozhan had incredible abilities, he absolutely couldn't dodge this strike.

"Xiao Zhan." Shi Dazhuang's face changed drastically on the high platform, and he was about to rush towards the battle stage, but he was quickly stopped by the people from Wanbao Pavilion.

The Eastern Region Great Competition strictly prohibits interference from outside personnel; otherwise, no matter who it is, they will be jointly annihilated by the entire East Region.

Zhang Bufan glanced at Shi Dazhuang and comforted him, "From what I know of Junior Brother, although he is warlike, he is by no means reckless. Don't worry, he should be able to handle it."

Shi Dazhuang still couldn't rest assured upon hearing this. Wang Tao's strike was too strong; even he would have to go all out against it, or his life would be in danger.

On the Heavenly Sword Sect's high platform, Bai Yijian finally smiled when he saw Wang Tao use the forbidden sword art. He then looked at Zhang Bufan opposite him and sneered in his heart, "I wonder what you'll think when your Junior Brother is killed!"

"Hmph, he got off easy." Feng Yunyu snorted coldly. It wasn't perfect in his heart that a person from Battle Heaven Holy Land didn't defeat Shi Xiaozhan, but it was still good. At least this guy who made him angry was finally going to die.

Qin Haotian stared intently at Zhang Bufan on the Wanbao Pavilion side. He wanted to see what kind of expression Zhang Bufan would have after Shi Xiaozhan was killed.

"It's over, this Shi Xiaozhan is dead for sure."

"Isn't that right? That move was too strong; it must be some kind of forbidden secret art."

"Wang Tao is, after all, from a great Sect. His foundation is not something ordinary people can match. Shi Xiaozhan's loss is not unfair; at least he chased Wang Tao and beat him."

"Alas, what a pity."

Some people in the crowd were already lamenting for Shi Xiaozhan.

There was nothing they could do. Shi Xiaozhan had only appeared a few times, and each time he made people's blood boil. Many of the onlookers regarded Shi Xiaozhan as their idol.

Just as ninety-nine percent of the people thought Shi Xiaozhan was doomed, the red light had already arrived near Shi Xiaozhan.

In a flash, Shi Xiaozhan knew he couldn't dodge, and he hadn't thought of dodging. In that thousandth of a second, Shi Xiaozhan seized the opportunity and punched out, accurately and precisely striking the tip of the red light.

Although his punch didn't shatter the red light, it did change the trajectory of the red light's impact, changing it from attacking the chest to attacking the shoulder.

"Hiss!"

The red light directly pierced through Shi Xiaozhan's shoulder, creating a bloodied hole.

Shi Xiaozhan grunted, his body swayed, but he quickly rushed towards Wang Tao.

In less than a second, Shi Xiaozhan was already standing in front of Wang Tao, his mouth twitching, blood flowing profusely from his shoulder, but the Battle Intent on his face hadn't diminished in the slightest.

"No, this is impossible, you can't dodge my forbidden sword art." Wang Tao looked as if he had seen a ghost, retreating in terror.

Shi Xiaozhan put away his gauntlets, extended his left hand, and directly slapped Wang Tao across the face.

"Slap!"

This slap was exceptionally loud and extremely shocking, especially to the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples on the high platform. The slap wasn't on their faces, but their cheeks felt burning hot, and they felt incredibly humiliated.

Wang Tao, who was already tottering, was directly knocked to the ground by Shi Xiaozhan's slap, completely losing the ability to resist.

"No, this isn't real, how could you dodge? You're not human, you're a devil." At this moment, Wang Tao still couldn't accept reality, wide-eyed and screaming.

"Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples, is this how you act?" Shi Xiaozhan squatted down, looking at Wang Tao with disdain, "What Heavenly Sword Sect? It's nothing."

After cursing, Shi Xiaozhan vigorously swung his left hand, slapping Wang Tao's face repeatedly.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"Slap, slap, slap!"

A series of slaps immediately echoed on the battle stage.

Shi Dazhuang looked at his younger brother on the battle stage, his originally extremely worried expression instantly stiffened, a little helpless, then turning into a wry smile.

"Holy crap." Xiao Ling slapped her chest and blurted out a curse. She had been worried for Shi Xiaozhan, but she didn't expect the reversal to be so quick; her mind couldn't keep up for a moment.

Nangong Yuyan shook her head, then turned her head to glance at Zhang Bufan, who had remained calm throughout, and thought to herself, "This Young Master Zhang has such a good Heart-Nature. Did he already expect such a result?"

Zhang Bufan was actually a little worried too, but his trust in Shi Xiaozhan outweighed his worry. Shi Xiaozhan wasn't an idiot; how could he rush to his death?

Although Wang Tao's strike was very strong and Shi Xiaozhan couldn't dodge it, Shi Xiaozhan had the All Heavens War God Gauntlets he gave him. This red light definitely couldn't penetrate them. If Shi Xiaozhan chose to defend, his life wouldn't be in danger. It's just that he chose an extreme method, preferring to face danger rather than retreat a single step.

"When that kid comes down, as his Senior Brother, I should criticize him a few times. What's the big deal? Is it necessary to risk his life?" Zhang Bufan secretly thought.

The scene instantly quieted down. The onlookers all opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at Shi Xiaozhan on the battle stage.

Even the contestants battling on the two adjacent battle stages stopped and looked at Shi Xiaozhan, their eyes filled with deep apprehension.

"Let you be arrogant, is being a Sword Cultivator so great? Slap, slap, slap!" Shi Xiaozhan said, and then delivered a few more slaps.

"I'm asking you a question, why aren't you answering? Slap, slap, slap!" After asking, Shi Xiaozhan delivered a few more slaps.

"Does it hurt? Slap, slap, slap!" Shi Xiaozhan asked again, followed by a few more slaps.

Poor Wang Tao, his face was swollen like a pig's head. Already at the end of his rope, his mind was now like a muddled mess; how could he possibly answer?

"How boring, I'll send you on your way." Shi Xiaozhan stood up disinterestedly, then kicked Wang Tao's heart, sending him flying off the battle stage.

"Hiss, it really hurts a bit, doesn't it?" Shi Xiaozhan jumped off the battle stage, his mouth twitching, and slowly walked towards the Wanbao Pavilion side.

"Xiao Zhan." Shi Dazhuang hurriedly ran down the high platform and walked towards the Wanbao Pavilion resting area.

"Baldy, you go and secretly treat Junior Brother." Zhang Bufan said to Baldy.

Baldy nodded, jumped directly off the high platform, flapped his wings a few times, realized he couldn't fly, then dropped straight down, hitting the ground and rolling once, then got up, pretending nothing happened, and jumped onto Shi Dazhuang's shoulder.

Shi Xiaozhan returned to the resting area, where he was the only one left.

The battles on the other battle stages had also determined their winners.

The winners were Piao Miao Holy Land and Xiaoyao Holy Land respectively. Although the beautiful woman from Piao Miao Holy Land defeated her opponent, it was a narrow victory, and she was not lightly injured. From the looks of it, she could no longer continue the competition.

At this point, fourteen contestants remained in the competition.

"Young Master Zhang, your Junior Brother is truly amazing." Nangong Yuyan said with a smile to Zhang Bufan.

Xiao Ling, who was beside them, pouted, uncharacteristically not refuting her.

"Haha!" Zhang Bufan smiled, half-jokingly, "Actually, I'm not bad either."

Xiao Ling looked at Zhang Bufan, her eyebrows instantly standing on end.