181: Break the door with an arrow

Chapter 180: Breaking the Gate with One Arrow.

Xu Jingzhe fought two opponents at once, blow for blow, his fists colliding violently with the alloy, creating a thunderous roar.

"Pfft!"

Barrell's pot-sized fist slammed into Xu Jingzhe's chest, breaking two of his ribs.

At the same time, Xu Jingzhe's Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea body technique also struck Barrell; a move called Zhongli Brushes Off Snow slammed into his forehead, forcing him to retreat a dozen steps.

Barrell's vision went black, his mind reeling as if struck by a giant sledgehammer, and the internal force caused blood to gush from his seven orifices.

Blood stained his cheeks, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Splurt!"

Koreichev arrived in a sneak attack, his alloy arm slashing horizontally across Xu Jingzhe's back, half his palm sinking into his flesh, tearing away a large chunk of meat and leaving him dripping with blood.

Xu Jingzhe's high-speed body stumbled, nearly collapsing to the ground.

His eyes were bloodshot, his blood energy surging; he was truly enraged.

He merged two types of Old Art, pushing them to their limit.

In a few breaths, the three of them exchanged over a hundred moves, turning everything in their path into a scene of devastation, like three rumbling bulldozers.

"Crack!"

Ignoring Koreichev's sneak attack on his back, Xu Jingzhe struck Barrell's chest one hundred and eighty times in a row, forcing Barrell back a full one hundred and eighty steps.

However, a mocking smile played on the corners of Barrell's mouth.

His eyes held the pity one might show a pathetic worm.

Xu Jingzhe's back was shredded, his blood and qi roiling, and he spat out three mouthfuls of blood. Koreichev's strength was equivalent to a 25-year Contaminator; a single punch carried the force of ten thousand jin, so one could imagine the weight Xu Jingzhe was bearing.

"Heh heh..." Barrell tore off his tattered custom-made shirt, revealing the alloy on his chest.

Under the sunlight, the alloy shimmered with a ghostly light, covered in dense, small 'dents'.

Every one of the one hundred and eighty punches Xu Jingzhe threw had been full-force. Yet, eighty percent of the power had been absorbed by the alloy.

Contestants from Adam City and Eve City swarmed in, standing on high ground to watch this earth-shattering duel.

Everyone knew that the incredibly handsome youth before them had been set up.

He was being played in the palm of their hands.

"Contestants from Pangu City and Nüwa City are really useless." Barrell extended his index finger and wagged it at Xu Jingzhe, full of contempt.

"Strong limbs, simple minds." Koreichev strolled over to Barrell's side and agreed.

Xu Jingzhe stared coldly at the two, shook out his fists, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Strong limbs? Simple minds? Villains... really do die from talking too much, and the two of them actually dared to stand together.

"Let's end this, and avenge the three of them, Jie'an!" Barrell said coldly, not wanting to waste time.

The death of three members of the Daba Team was not just a loss of financial resources, but also a 'loss' of glory.

"Let's end it." Xu Jingzhe also murmured.

He took a deep breath, and the golden energy of his pollution core erupted completely, shrouding his entire body in a hazy golden glow.

Like an immortal descending to the mortal world!

"Time Stop."

His voice sounded like it came from the netherworld, echoing throughout the valley. Many people couldn't help but shiver, their hair standing on end.

No one saw clearly what happened, only an 's'-shaped golden curve flashing between Barrell and Koreichev.

Xu Jingzhe suddenly appeared behind the two, now a bloody mess, with blood even oozing from his pores.

"Crack."

He left a bloody footprint with every step, and his golden pollution core emitted a crisp sound, though it was a sound only he could hear.

By squeezing out his potential, the cracks in his pollution core widened slightly.

The wind blew, ruffling Xu Jingzhe's thick black hair and revealing his slightly drooping eyes.

"Barrell!" someone who knew him shouted: "Don't be cowards, you two!"

"Barrell, you are an elite team from Adam City, you represent the supreme glory of Adam City!"

"Barrell!" "Barrell!" "Barrell!"

... The shouting was like a landslide or a tsunami, deafening.

It was as if... Barrell had just won a remarkable victory and was returning in triumph.

They couldn't afford to lose, they really couldn't afford to lose.

Otherwise, the slap to their faces would truly hurt too much.

Xu Jingzhe spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body in shambles.

But! He stood as straight as a pine tree, gazing ahead, slow and steady.

A hundred meters ahead, a person leaning on a Tang dao stood, waiting for him.

She knew that Xu Jingzhe could do it.

Amidst expectant gazes, Barrell actually moved; he turned around and looked at Xu Jingzhe's back.

Then, taking a step, he moved. He charged toward Xu Jingzhe.

"Well done..." "What does Old Art count for..." "Barrell, you are my god..."

Immediately after, the voices came to an abrupt halt.

The running Barrell crashed to the ground, his head rolling far, far away from his neck, eyes wide open in death.

The space seemed to be frozen; no one from Adam City or Eve City was willing to believe this would be the result.

No! This was all an illusion; they had been hit by an illusion technique!

Hundreds of gazes locked simultaneously onto Xu Jingzhe and Tang Ruyi, who were walking side by side.

Killing intent surged like a tide, overwhelming and all-encompassing.

If looks could kill, Xu Jingzhe and Tang Ruyi would have died countless thousands of times.

"Just let these two enter the city like this?" The speaker's voice was cold and filled with killing intent.

"Want to enter the city? Only if you wipe out all the current contestants in Tark City!" someone chimed in.

The losers are ignored and will only become a pile of dry bones.

The people who had come out to watch the battle moved in succession, running quickly, overtaking the slowly moving Xu Jingzhe and Tang Ruyi, and returning to the walls of Tark City.

Qin Shuang stood on the wall, disregarding her goddess image, and wept wantonly.

At that moment, the oppression and grievances in her heart were released.

Finally, someone had stood up, giving face to all the contestants from Nüwa City and Pangu City, and delivering a fierce slap to the faces of those who looked down on people who practiced Old Arts.

Most importantly, the one who delivered the slap was Xu Jingzhe. From Su City, of the Qin Zhan Wushuang Squad!

"Open the gate, I am a contestant from the Qin Family of Su City, Lu Fei." "I have the qualifications to enter Tark City."

One hundred meters in front of Tark City, Xu Jingzhe and Tang Ruyi were both exhausted, relying on sheer willpower to hold on.

The person in charge of Tark City stood on the wall, cowering, surrounded by burly men glaring at him.

He couldn't afford to offend any of these people; they were all top-tier young masters.

The power behind them could crush him as easily as crushing an ant.

Five minutes passed, and the heavy metal gate did not open. Ten minutes passed, and it remained the same.

Xu Jingzhe looked up coldly, scanning everyone on the wall, remembering their faces one by one. He saw the members of the Qin Zhan Wushuang Squad and saw Qin Shuang crying like a tearful person, and nodded slightly.

Not opening the gate? Want to humiliate him?! Fine! I'll open it myself!

He turned around, and a chorus of boos erupted from Tark City.

After walking several thousand meters, Xu Jingzhe stood still and turned around abruptly.

"Yi, please fight with me!" he said.

Winds rose and clouds surged, countless energy poured toward the area around Xu Jingzhe, and dots of golden light gathered, forming a hundred-meter-tall golden phantom.

Xu Jingzhe made a gesture of drawing a bow.

The golden phantom behind him did the same, and a twenty-meter-long blood-colored arrow appeared, filled with blood energy, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Aiming at the gate of Tark City, the blood-colored arrow was shot.

"Boom!" With a thunderous roar, Tark City shook several times, and the alloy fragments turned into butterflies of various shapes, dancing in the air, shimmering with an intoxicating luster.

Breaking the gate with one arrow! Extremely powerful!