Xiaoxiao.

Chapter 110 Winners and Losers

At this moment, Wu Ren seemed to have given up resisting. He did not react to the fierce attack and seemed completely unaware of the deadly attack coming from behind.

Seeing this, a smug smile gradually appeared on Zhu Lu's originally tense face. The smile was as bright as a flower, but it also revealed a chilling coldness.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze gleaming with confidence and pride, as if he had already witnessed his opponent's gruesome death on the spot.

Just when he thought the outcome was decided, a sudden change occurred!

Just as the sharp spear was about to pierce Wu Ren's body, an unexpected scene unfolded.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Wu Ren suddenly pulled his hands back from the front, grasping the spear that was still slashing forward with incredible speed and precision.

At the same time, his body leaned back like a supple willow branch, clinging tightly to the Soul-Chasing Spear and slithering upwards.

At that moment, he clung to the black spear like a slug.

Wu Ren's long-accumulated power erupted completely in that instant!

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhu Lu.

With an overwhelming force, he launched a fierce attack on Zhu Lu's lower body.

The wind howled from the punch, deafeningly loud, and the immense power seemed to tear everything in front of it apart.

This sudden turn of events caught Zhu Lu off guard. His eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.

He never expected that Wu Ren would be able to so skillfully deflect his seemingly inevitable attack and launch a swift counterattack.

At this moment, Wu Ren was like a treacherous and cunning venomous snake.

Faced with this swift attack, Zhu Lu had no time to withdraw his spear.

The strong gust of wind coming from below told him that if he didn't react immediately, he would suffer a severe blow.

Zhu Lu acted decisively, releasing his grip on the spear with his right hand and simultaneously dodging rapidly to the right, attempting to avoid his opponent's thunderous fists.

A deafening roar erupted, "Boom!"

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, a violent explosion occurred where Zhu Lu had been standing.

The shockwave from the explosion, carrying thick smoke and flames, swept outwards, instantly engulfing everything in its path.

Looking at the shattered ground not far behind him, Zhu Lu felt lingering fear and secretly rejoiced that he had dodged the fatal blow in time.

However, although he narrowly escaped death, his spear was taken away by his opponent during the previous exchange.

Wu Ren stared at the jet-black spear in his hand, gleaming with a cold light, his expression revealing undisguised amazement.

He gently stroked the smooth gun barrel, feeling its extraordinary texture, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Truly a rare and peerless weapon!"

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he easily executed several beautiful spear flourishes.

Under Zhu Lu's astonished gaze, Wu Ren unhesitatingly plunged the Soul-Chasing Spear forcefully into the hard ground beside him.

He crossed his arms, smiled at Zhu Lu, and said loudly, "Don't worry! I won't use your spear against you; even if I win that way, it won't be a fair victory."

To thank you for your magnanimity during our fight, I have decided to forgo my weapons and fight you bare-handed.

Now, I'm going to go all out, so you'd better watch out!

Before he finished speaking, Wu Ren's originally peaceful aura suddenly changed, and a powerful aura surged out from his body, spreading in all directions like a raging storm.

If he was just a fledgling tiger a moment ago, he has now grown into a true king of beasts!

The overwhelming pressure, like a raging torrent, instantly engulfed Zhu Lu.

This oppressive aura invigorated Zhu Lu, igniting the burning flames of battle and fighting spirit deep within him.

Zhu Lu, who was always known for his honest and simple nature, suddenly opened his eyes wide, his gaze as cold as lightning piercing the sky.

In an instant, an aura no less powerful than Wu Ren surged forth from his body!

The two forces, like shooting stars streaking across the sky, met unexpectedly in mid-air and then collided violently.

The resulting pressure caused space itself to distort violently!

Even so, their power did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it continued to rise steadily.

In an instant, the entire world was shrouded in this terrifying pressure, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Everything in the world trembled under this suffocating pressure.

"Buzzing..."

When both forces had reached their peak, the stalemate that had been deadlocked finally began to ease.

With a deep rumble, the two mountain-like figures finally made a move!

They unanimously abandoned techniques and resolutely chose the most direct and primal method—a direct physical confrontation!

"Boom boom boom!"

As they marched forward, their heavy, powerful footsteps thundered like lightning.

With each step taken, the earth trembled under the weight, as if it were about to collapse.

As they ran faster and faster, the entire earth began to tremble violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

The heavens and earth were suffocated by this endless pressure. At this moment, only these two brave figures remained in this vast and boundless world, and time seemed to freeze at this moment!

Finally, the two people collided violently like high-speed meteors.

A deafening roar followed: "Boom!"

The sound was like the roar of a long-dormant volcano suddenly erupting, and also like the desperate lament of the collapsing sky.

In an instant, a huge explosion suddenly rang out!

At the epicenter of the explosion, a gigantic mushroom cloud rose into the sky, its size beyond imagination.

In an instant, the whole world paled in comparison, and even the sun and moon, which hung high in the sky, lost their former brilliance.

The terrifying shockwave, carrying a terrifying force capable of destroying everything in the world, surged in all directions with overwhelming force.

Wherever it went, whether it was lush vegetation or towering mountains, everything was ruthlessly destroyed.

Looking around, all that could be seen was devastation, as if the end of the world had arrived...

As the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, Zhu Lu, who had been so proud, suddenly trembled and then coughed up a mouthful of blood as if struck by a heavy blow.

His face instantly turned ashen, and he collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.

Zhu Lu struggled to lift his head, his gaze fixed on the human man before him, whom he felt a certain fondness for.

This is the person who achieved a breakthrough right under his nose, and who also defeated himself right under his own nose.

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him, who had always considered himself superior.

All pride, self-confidence, and arrogance were shattered at this moment!

Zhu Lu's chest burned with raging anger, yet his heart was filled with endless resentment and helplessness.

He hated, he was angry, he was resentful!

He couldn't accept that a weakling who had broken through right under his nose had so openly and fairly defeated him.

He couldn't accept his failure, nor could he accept that others were more talented than him...

But all of this is already beyond redemption.

The anger and resentment in my heart could only dissipate gradually, like a deflated balloon.

In the end, it all boiled down to a deep sigh: "You won..."

These words seemed to have exhausted all his strength. After he finished speaking, he felt as if his spine had been removed, and he collapsed instantly.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and he no longer wanted to look at this world that made him feel so frustrated.

The saying "There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart" perfectly describes this situation!

Time passed by, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, with only a slight chill from the gentle breeze.

As he expected, he should be feeling that icy, bone-chilling coldness coming from his neck at this moment.

But strangely, that coolness never actually appeared.

This was completely unexpected and contrary to his expectations.

Filled with doubt and confusion, he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is the clear, deep blue sky.

When he felt his head still intact on his neck, his face was filled with disbelief.

The victor is king, the loser is villain; the head of the loser belongs to the victor!

In the wilderness, defeat means death.

But Wu Ren, who was supposed to take his life, had already vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.

The only thing that can prove the thrilling battle that just took place is that Soul-Chasing Spear.

It still stands straight in the earth, gleaming with a chilling light...