Chapter 6990 The snipe and the clam fight

Chapter 6990 The snipe and the clam fight
Before Wu Xi emerged from the bushes, Zhang Yong, who was sitting on the boulder pondering what to do next, spotted him.

Although Zhang Yong didn't recognize Wu Xi because of the supermodel-level illusionary form, the lack of reaction from the imperial will accumulated within him proved that Wu Xi was not a Hun. Zhang Yong was too lazy to pay attention to him. After all, he was of a certain level. Even if he wanted to accumulate points, he would have to fight against the strong. It was not easy for someone so young to even be able to participate in the competition.

So Zhang Yong pretended not to see the other person, thinking that if the other person saw him and called him "brother," he would leave. After all, Zhang Yong's face was as well-known among the veterans as Sun Er and Jiang Guang; basically, every veteran could recognize him.

Wu Xi stepped out of the bushes and looked at Zhang Yong, who was sitting motionless on the boulder, with some confusion. He couldn't understand what this guy was doing. He was so close, yet he didn't react at all and was in such a carefree and relaxed manner. Had he lost his mind?
However, this is good news for Wu Xi. No matter what Zhang Yong's reasons are, as long as he gets the other party out of the game, he needs to make this guy understand why he, Wu Xi, is the number one hundred man.

Approaching Zhang Yong by about ten steps, and seeing that Zhang Yong did not react, Wu Xi no longer held back and directly drew his knife and pounced on Zhang Yong. At this moment, all his talents, such as muscle release, shock contraction, and single-target mind, were unleashed to their limit.

Zhang Yong found it strange when Wu Xi stopped ten steps away from him. This distance was the dividing line between being on guard and not on guard. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the young man opposite him unleash extremely violent fighting power.

The sudden, widespread shockwave stunned Zhang Yong for a moment. Or, to put it more directly, the shockwave, the instant Zhang Yong failed to block it, directly interfered with Zhang Yong's auditory ossicles, making his reaction momentarily sluggish and slightly affecting his sense of balance.

In a battle between masters, every second counts. Zhang Yong's momentary hesitation allowed Wu Xi, wielding his sword, to rush in front of him. With overwhelming force, Wu Xi swung his sword down. Zhang Yong managed to break free, but before he could react, he struggled to lift his Great Law Divine Weapon. His extraordinary combat awareness made him instinctively channel the power of miracles into it.

Originally just a banner-like thing, it rapidly multiplied and expanded with the infusion of Zhang Yong's miraculous power, transforming into the form of a demon god. However, compared to its wildness when it first encountered Zhang Yong, the demon god, which was used as a battery, a crowbar, and a substitute for death, showed very obvious cracks on its body even after being released.

That's right. The demon that Wu Xi rescued at this moment—or rather, that Zhang Yong released—was like a piece of porcelain that had been forcibly repaired after being broken. Cracks had exploded all over its body, and unlike the kind of wounds that tear flesh apart, these cracks should be more visible on a non-living thing.

The rapidly expanding and multiplying demon god successfully blocked Zhang Yong's figure and also helped Zhang Yong block Wu Xi's wild slash.

With a body forged through countless trials and tribulations, and the ability of a single, idealistic mind to directly interfere with and distort reality, the demon god, whose body was covered in cracks, was cut in two with a single strike. Then, as if the remaining life force had been completely obliterated by this attack, the demon god turned to ashes the instant Wu Xi passed by.

"Die, Zhang Er!" Wu Xi had absolute confidence in Zhang Yong's strength, even more so than he did in believing in himself, he knew exactly how much this monster Zhang Yong had improved over the years.

In the Tomb of Odin in Norse mythology, Wu Xi, leading a group of veterans, defied Odin's divine declaration, reconstructed his divine spear with miracles, and killed the world-breaking Odin. At that time, Wu Xi knew that he could never catch up with Zhang Yong. But now that his youth had returned, if he didn't fight, Wu Xi would never respect himself for the rest of his life. "I, a dignified man of Xiliang, surrender without a fight?"

To put it bluntly, even though Sansa has already separated his internal energy from his body and can even use single-target miracle transformation, Wu Xi feels that Sansa can't beat Zhang Yong now. This guy is a complete freak!

Having lost the initiative, Zhang Yong's demonic soldiers, which had been blocking the enemy's advance, couldn't hold out for even a moment. Seeing the enemy rushing to within a step of him, Zhang Yong realized something was wrong. At this point, he had no time to guess who the enemy was. All he could do was to deploy his defensive barrier with all his might, forcibly relying on the Miracle Defense Barrier and his armor to withstand the attack.

With a slash, Wu Xi's spirit and energy reached their peak. His terrifying strength, resolute will, and superhuman willpower forcefully shattered Zhang Yong's defensive barrier. As Zhang Yong desperately retreated, the broadsword successfully struck him. Amidst the flying sparks, Wu Xi forcefully cleaved through Zhang Yong's armor, his wild strength almost killing Zhang Yong outright.

On the other side, Zhang Yong, despite his serious injuries, managed to escape Wu Xi's attack range and desperately retreated backward. He had never suffered such a serious injury on the battlefield. Wu Xi's attack just now almost cleaved Zhang Yong from his left shoulder to his right waist diagonally.

Even though it wasn't split open, Zhang Yong was clearly aware that several parts of his internal organs had suffered extremely serious injuries. In fact, if he hadn't used his Miracle Transformation to forcefully suppress the incision, his organs might have fallen out of the wound.

You should know that with that attack, even though Zhang Yong managed to retreat, Wu Xi still managed to cut open Zhang Yong's chest cavity, ribs, and internal organs. If it had gone any deeper, it could have even injured his spine.

It can be said that with just this one strike, the outcome between Wu Xi and Zhang Yong has already been decided.

"Who exactly are you!" Zhang Yong struggled to retreat, relying on his miraculous ability to reverse his own mobility to forcefully create distance, and asked Wu Xi with panting breath.

"Didn't you already guess? There are only a few people in this small world who can beat you like this!" Wu Xi wiped his face with his left hand, instantly reverting to his original form, which was that of a twenty-five-year-old.

"Wu Xi!" Zhang Yong stared at Wu Xi with a ferocious expression. Although he had guessed it was Wu Xi before and was curious about why the other party was so much stronger, now that he clearly saw the other party's youthful face that had not been weathered by time, Zhang Yong's anger, along with his heart's blood, was about to rush straight to his brain.

Barely managing to create some distance between himself and Wu Xi using his superior mobility, Zhang Yong clutched his wounds, supporting his two-winged, one-horned Nightmare Beast, and glared at Wu Xi with a ferocious expression.

“As a Liangzhou native, your anger only makes me laugh,” Wu Xi said with a light laugh. “Second brother, as your former sergeant, I have to teach you a lesson.”

Ignoring what Wu Xi was saying, Zhang Yong used his Miracle Transformation to try and heal his injuries, only to find it was pointless.

“While miracles are very useful, they are not invincible,” Wu Xi said with a light laugh. “The reason I can stand here and talk to you is because I am absolutely certain that you cannot heal that wound. The ability of miracles to do whatever they want, in reality, is merely to interfere with reality and make reality change according to one’s own beliefs.”

“As someone who uses the Miracle Manifestation as a normal talent, you resort to miracles to command reality to move in the direction you need whenever you encounter something you can’t solve. This has almost become a path dependency for you,” Wu Xi said to Zhang Yong with some emotion. “But you’re not the only one in this world who can command reality. After regaining my youth, I achieved single-minded idealism.”

Miracles are a form of command that is close to authority, while idealism is about exerting force to distort reality. Although it is not as advanced as miracles in terms of level, if it is only used to interfere with the existing reality and ensure that this reality is not distorted by miracles, a single idealist can still do it.

Just like during the rainy season, the Han Dynasty and the Kushan Empire competed to change the weather. The Han Dynasty wanted sunny weather, while the Kushan Empire wanted torrential rain. Even though the Han Dynasty had better weather-changing technology, the Kushan Empire was still able to successfully bring rain.

"You don't actually think you can defeat me like this, do you?!" Zhang Yong clutched the huge wound on his chest, his superhuman level of illusion directly connecting all the bleeding points internally, creating a false appearance that all his organs were still functioning normally, in order to maintain seven or eight tenths of his fighting strength.

"I'm already here, what do you say?" Wu Xi said with a sneer, lunging forward with his knife. But Zhang Yong mounted his horse and channeled the power of miracles into the strange, two-winged nightmare unicorn.

"Wu Xi, you forced me to do this! I didn't want to do it!" Zhang Yong grabbed the spear hanging beside the Twin-Winged Unicorn Nightmare Beast. With the infusion of the power of miracles, the Twin-Winged Unicorn Nightmare Beast unleashed a wild power that was in no way inferior to Wu Xi's talent strength.

Wu Xi, who lunged forward, was stunned. He had considered all sorts of bizarre situations, but he never imagined that the two-winged, one-horned nightmare beast that had been left aside could unleash a talent strength that was close to his, no, even comparable to his. Shouldn't this be a doll that Zhang Yong had created?
As the former 100th man of the Iron Cavalry Headquarters, Wu Xi had seen and experienced things in Rome, so he naturally knew how to obtain a two-winged, one-horned Nightmare Beast. Therefore, even when he first saw this thing, Wu Xi was not too surprised. After all, with Zhang Yong's miraculous abilities, creating such a heaven-defying thing was not a difficult thing at all.

Even if a creature like the Twin-Winged One-Horned Nightmare Beast possessed a certain level of combat power, and its actual combat strength was comparable to that of an ordinary Qi Refining True Qi Steed, Wu Xi wouldn't be too surprised. But what is this now? Damn it, this thing has unleashed a level of talent no less than its own. So, under the tutelage of this madman Zhang Er, this thing actually has combat power on par with Wu Xi!
Even if you beat Wu Xi to death, he would never have imagined that this nightmare, comparable to a divine steed, would be Zhang Ping.

After all, such beastly behavior was too shocking to even Wu Xi.

Moreover, even if Zhang Ping couldn't defeat Zhang Yong, he wouldn't be turned into a mount by Zhang Yong.

Okay, the most important thing is the illusionary form. The illusionary level of the few guys from the Miracle Legion is really too high. Wu Xi can even deceive Zhang Yong's perception with the illusionary form. And Zhang Yong's higher-level illusionary form can deceive Wu Xi as easily as playing a game.

"I'd like to see if this horse really has seven layers of forging!" Seeing the horse leap into the air and accelerate with several maneuvers, relying on the spiral force field, floating steps, speed and other abilities to form a huge vacuum gun that was about to blast towards him, Wu Xi roared and held his knife, ready to kill Zhang Yong and his horse together.

My decades of experience, honed through countless battles, cannot be fooled by you. It's all a smokescreen, a complete illusion! I refuse to believe it!
With unwavering willpower, brilliant idealism, and resolute strength, Wu Xi squeezed out extraordinary power from his body, which was at its peak, and then slashed at Zhang Yong, who was swooping down from the sky, with the force of a needle against a wheat awn.

At that moment, a massive spear blade, radiating crimson flames and covering an area of ​​over a hundred meters, formed in the sky. At the very center of the spear blade was Zhang Yong, riding a two-winged nightmare beast. In this instant, he launched a devastating attack on Wu Xi like a knight of the gods.

At the same time, Wu Xi also leaped high into the air, brandishing his broadsword, squeezing out all his energy, spirit, talent, and almost all the life force within his talent imprint, and channeling it into this decisive strike.

Comet hits Earth!
The two enormous elliptical beams of light collided violently, but only lasted for a moment. The blue-white hemisphere rising from below shattered and then bounced off at an even faster speed than before, as if a giant fly swatter had struck a fly and sent it flying.

"You're really courting death!" After sending Wu Xi flying, Zhang Yong spat out several mouthfuls of blood. His injuries were too severe. In addition, the power he had unleashed by having Zhang Ping combine with his own strength had further damaged his internal organs. After sending Wu Xi flying like a fly, Zhang Yong was too weak to pursue him and could only land and recover.

That's right, that combined attack was enough to cripple most people who directly faced that move and lost their internal energy, but Zhang Yong firmly believed that Wu Xi, that cockroach-like creature, would definitely not die.

After all, the Iron Cavalry excels at defense, and Wu Xi is one of the best at it. Although the Mind Defense can't withstand this attack, it won't be completely weakened.

Considering that Wu Xi is most likely in the state of Infinite Serpent or Life Imprint, as long as he has a breath left, he will not die on the spot. In any case, Rome and Parthia's life-extending talents are the ultimate sublimation of recovery-type talents, which can be said to be full of life-saving properties.

Of course, the most important thing is not these speculations, but that the idealism on the huge wound on Zhang Yong's chest has not dissipated, which means that Wu Xi is not completely dead.

However, the idealism left behind by Wu Xi still had some quality. Now that there was no troublemaker, Zhang Yong only needed to spend some time to erase it by relying on single-target miracle transformation. Then, he could use the free Infinite Transformation to guide the fragment of the Infinite Serpent that he had taken from Rome Orvides through Dark Combat to restore himself to his peak condition before dealing with Wu Xi.

While miraculous transformation allows one to do whatever one wants, it consumes far too much physical strength. Even someone with Zhang Yong's incredible stamina cannot forcibly simulate certain overly advanced talents without fully understanding the underlying principles.

Okay, it's not that it's impossible; if costs weren't a concern, it would definitely be possible. However, the physical exertion would be a net loss for Zhang Yong!
This led Zhang Yong to exploit Li Zhe's infinite transformation talent, then fiercely fought the Dark Game, seizing a large number of talent fragments, all in order to achieve the talent he desired with minimal stamina loss.

After all, there are infinite variations and talent templates. By transforming them or exploiting a bug, the losses can be greatly reduced.

This is also why Zhang Yong is confident of reaching the top. His playstyle can fully utilize the talent's effect without changing the talent multiplier. In fact, due to the stamina monster, Zhang Yong can continue to reverse the talent's loss!

In other words, while others still adhere to some basic principles, Zhang Yong no longer does!
Zhang Yong tossed Zhang Ping aside and sat back down in his previous seat, beginning to use his single-target miracle to obliterate the idealistic power left behind by Wu Xi.

On the other side, Wu Xi was embedded in the rock wall. The previous attack had almost killed Wu Xi, but just as Zhang Yong had estimated, his mental defense, muscle defense, adaptive force, steel body, and force deflection all combined successfully saved Wu Xi's life.

Of course, he only managed to save his life; most of his bones were either cracked or broken, and the large sword in his hand was completely knocked off course during the previous round of attacks.

"Zhang Er is a freak..." Wu Xi coughed up blood, pulled himself out of the rock wall, and then fell directly to the ground. He struggled to mobilize the little remaining life force in his life imprint to nourish himself as much as possible. He then managed to separate a phantom warrior, which provided some mental defense, and asked this thing to fetch him some water and fruit.

Unfortunately, there isn't much life force left in the life imprint, so it can only provide the most basic treatment and self-healing, and cannot perform high-level regenerative recovery.

Fortunately, Wu Xi's illusions soon brought him clean water, and he even managed to get several large coconuts.

Upon seeing the coconuts, Wu Xi's expression improved considerably. This was because Jiangdong was importing these things into the Central Plains on a large scale, and the coconut processing plants in Jiaozhou were selling their products all over the Central Plains. As a result, coconuts had become a well-known and desirable commodity.

In layman's terms, this stuff can really save lives, especially in extreme situations. You can even use coconut water to give intravenous fluids to severely wounded and dying veterans to ensure that the body receives the necessary trace elements and glucose.

So, by manipulating his illusions, he created a hole in the coconut. Wu Xi drank some coconut water and ate some coconut meat. The super-fast recovery ability inherent in his life imprint was activated. There was no good way to treat the severe fractures, but the external injuries and bone cracks quickly became less serious.

However, when Wu Xi managed to stand up and was about to eat something else, he suddenly noticed someone walking out of the bushes.

"The Xiongnu?" Wu Xi leaned on his sword, his face looking rather grim.

"I didn't expect to encounter a wounded Han soldier here." Helian Tuomiao said calmly to Wu Xi, "Never mind, I'll send you on your way."

After saying that, Helian Tuomiao raised his sword and swung it at Wu Xi. Although there were still more than ten steps between them, the blade was about to hit Wu Xi as Helian Tuomiao moved.

However, Wu Xi didn't even try to dodge, as if he was completely terrified.

The blade struck Wu Xi's shoulder armor, sending sparks flying, but it failed to cut through the armor. Wu Xi simply stared at his opponent indifferently.

"Although I am seriously injured, I am not someone you Huns can fool." Wu Xi sneered as he picked up his large sword, which was bent horizontally into the shape of the character "厂", and prepared to kill this troublesome thing he had encountered by chance.

"I didn't expect him to be such a strong person." Helian Tuomiao sheathed his sword and looked at Wu Xi. He originally thought that this half-dead, wounded Han soldier was not very strong, but after that one slash, Helian Tuomiao realized that the other party was a top elite.

"Wu Xi, the 100th Commander of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry," Wu Xi said, sensing the aura emanating from Helian Tuomiao. The aura emanating from the other party already made Wu Xi feel a sense of danger.

“Helian Tuomiao, the chief of the Xiongnu.” Helian Tuomiao glanced at Wu Xi and said.

"Tsk." Wu Xi spat out a mouthful of blood. If he had known there was such a good thing, he shouldn't have fought Zhang Yong to the death. It's really bad to encounter it now.

Helian Tuomiao tossed aside the bow and arrows hanging on his body, and a phantom appeared to catch them. Then, Helian Tuomiao removed the spear, broadsword, shield and other items hanging on his back one by one. These were all the spoils he had acquired along the way. Many elite Han soldiers had died at Helian Tuomiao's hands.

"Not bad illusions." Wu Xi took two breaths and released five illusions, adding a psychological defense to them. So what if it's a group fight? I'm not going to lose.

Helian Tuomiao glanced sideways at the illusion that Wu Xi had manifested, took a step forward, and appeared directly in front of Wu Xi. Wu Xi reflexively swung his sword at Helian Tuomiao, but the blade passed right through his body. Then, Wu Xi's blind spot was hit by a horizontal slash that almost pierced through Wu Xi's mental defenses.

"Mind-based defense?" Helian Tuomiao said with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

"Great Completion of Motion?" Stunned, Wu Xi stumbled forward two steps, then turned around with an extremely grim expression. He knew he couldn't win. Great Completion of Motion represented exceptional dynamic vision and reaction speed, and with these two basic qualities being high enough, as long as one's combat awareness wasn't too bad, one would basically not lose.

"Pfft!" Just as Wu Xi finished speaking, a spear pierced through his back, followed by a flash of light that swept across his neck from the front, but was firmly blocked by Wu Xi's last mental defense, getting stuck at his neck.

"Die!" Wu Xi triggered an implosion of all his will, then swung his fist at Helian Tuomiao.

(End of this chapter)