The forehead was hit hard, Xiao Yuanchao's body trembled violently, and two lines of blood flowed down his nostrils. His whole face was in a chaotic and dull state, and then he woke up.

He raised his head stubbornly, stared at Xing Zhengrong standing in front of him, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Xing Zhengrong smiled, raised his legs again, and slashed them down again.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao's body shook violently, and finally fell on the ground and fainted.

When he fainted and stopped moving, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. The sweat on his forehead appeared to be soft and weak.

Too powerful, it is unbelievable.

They exhausted all the martyrs and could not even suppress Xiao Yuanchao, who was in critical attack form, and the shock in their hearts was simply unparalleled.

The entire martyr company, who is not the strongest among the strong, but even so, he has to sacrifice one of Prince Shi's broken legs to avoid restraining the other party. You must know that Xiao Yuanchao is unconscious, what if he is conscious?

No one dares to imagine what would happen. I am afraid that it would really make a hole in the sky - yes, it is to poke the sky, not the dragon's nest.

Xiao Yuanchao beat Yan Zhanbing violently, resisted the two soldiers of the Dragon Nest, and forced the entire martyr company to do nothing when he entered an unconscious critical attack...

Fortunately, when Xiao Yuanchao was awake, he was paranoid for the country and the people; fortunately, when Xiao Yuanchao was awake, he could never burst out this kind of power.

"Brother, are you okay?" Chang Sheng stood up and asked Prince Shi.

This is the result of Prince Shi's sacrifice of a broken leg. If you want to say something wrong...

"It's okay, it's just a broken leg." Prince Shi grinned and said, "I originally wanted to install a prosthetic limb, and I could walk like a normal person after practicing for a while. Unfortunately, I was afraid of pain and didn't have the courage to do it. Haha, now, my bones are broken, and I can finally install a prosthetic limb, hahahaha..."

Prince Shi smiled quite boldly and said casually. But the pain was like a fake bag of change. His legs were indeed lame, but lame did not mean he lost all his intuition.

All the bones were broken and they could no longer support their lame walking. They could only cut off and put a piece of prosthetic limb. Everyone knows the pain of amputation, which means saying goodbye to a part of the body forever.

"I'll help you up." Chang Sheng sighed, reached out to raise Prince Shi and carried him on his shoulders.

"Be gentle, be gentle, press the ball, damn, I'm counting on these two things to be handsome, please take care of me!" Prince Shi gasped in pain, raised his head on Chang Sheng's shoulder and told Xia Xumei: "Fourth sister, the naughty child is fine now, just let him have a good sleep, oh... What a fucking child is a worrying child, damn it, the two little soldier kings are too cruel, they can actually force the naughty child to run away, grass..."

Prince Shi was carried away. Zhao Hongqi and Zu Yanshan raised Xiao Yuanchao and followed Lin Banzhuang to board the helicopter and rushed towards the Dragon Nest Base.

"Zhao Hongqi, how can he be so strong?" Zu Yanshan asked Zhao Hongqi in a deep voice.

Strong is not ordinary. Zu Yanshan is very clear about his abilities and is very sensible. But Xiao Yuanchao's strength is indeed beyond his expectations. It is the strongest opponent he has never met before.

"I don't know, but he is very strong, we two..." Zhao Hongqi shook his head and said, "It may be possible to defeat him when joining forces, but in his unconscious state, he can only be strangled bloodily."

This is a fact that no one wants to admit, and it is also a fact that the Dragon Nest Soldier King is unwilling to admit. But whether you admit it or not, the fact is right in front of you. Xiao Yuanchao is so powerful, he can defeat the two Dragon Nest Soldier Kings with his own strength.

"If he wears a mechanical exoskeleton, it will be stronger." Zu Yanshan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuanchao with his head hanging down, and thought for a while: "You are not here at that time, Xiao Yuanchao, who wears a mechanical exoskeleton, kicked me over with one kick."

This is a very embarrassing thing, but Zu Yanshan didn't think there was anything. He meant that Xiao Yuanchao could be stronger, stronger than now.

"Huh?" Zhao Hongqi looked at Zu Yanshan, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

The two were once the contenders of the King of War, and their biggest opposing enemy. Zhao Hongqi knew Zu Yanshan's strength, so when the other party said this, he showed disbelief in his eyes.

"Enter the critical strike unconscious state, put on the mechanical exoskeleton..." Zu Yanshan smiled and said, "This is a future warrior, hahaha..."

Envy? Jealous? No, this is what they cannot envy, and even more so jealous.

The helicopter left with the wounded and rushed to the Dragon Nest Base for treatment. Xing Zhengrong was still there, and he was spinning around in circles, making repeated gestures that Xiao Yuanchao's punching route was coordinating with the steps of stepping on his feet.

Unfortunately, I imitated for a long time and still had no clue.

"Critical strike? How is this formed? The fusion of power and speed is correct, but what kind of fusion is this and how is it fusion?" Xing Zhengrong said to himself, unable to understand it.

His earth power and the power of the dance have been perfectly integrated, even less than Yue Zilong. Everyone knows that Xing Zhengrong is very powerful, but everyone doesn't know where Xing Zhengrong's power is.

He also has talent, and his talent is imitation. He can quickly learn a certain skill, even if he looks from a distance with his eyes, he can imitate it in a very quick time.

After scrutinizing, you can figure out how it came about. It is precisely because of this that he can perfectly integrate the two powers that Yue Zilong taught him in a very short time.

Unfortunately, he could not imitate Xiao Yuanchao's critical strike no matter what. Because the critical strike did not depend on form at all, but on how power and speed were integrated to reach a clever critical point.

"Hahaha... Xiao Yuanchao, what can you do if you can hit a critical strike?" Xing Zhengrong gave up imitation and pinched his chin and smiled: "The power of dance can definitely control you. I am looking forward to fighting with you. I am looking forward to you kneeling in front of me and crying, hahaha..."

The battle between Xing Zhengrong and Xiao Yuanchao is imperative, it is nothing more than a matter of time. This time should not be too long. From the moment Xing Zhengrong kicked Xiao Yuanchao's head, he was glared at by Xiao Yuanchao... it will not be too far, it will never be too far!

Master the power of the earth and the power of dancing, and perfectly merged with hardness and softness; master the power of the earth and the power of critical strike, and is so hard that it is beyond the reach.
Chapter completed!