Shen Zhao slowly rolled up his sleeves, then suddenly darted forward and charged directly at Xuan Hao Hongye.
"ridiculous."
Faced with Xuan Hao Hongye, who was showing signs of weakness, he immediately raised his hand to slap Shen Zhao away.
However……
*Snap*
A resounding slap landed directly on his left cheek.
Xuan Hao Hongye was completely caught off guard by this scene.
Even Song Yanran behind him was stunned.
"You dare..."
"retreat."
Shen Zhao raised his hand to slap him again.
Xuan Hao Hongye instinctively protected his cheeks.
With a "smack," Shen Zhao transformed his palm into a fist and delivered a powerful uppercut to his chin.
Suddenly, Xuan Hao Hongye felt his mind go blank.
Before Xuan Hao and Hong Ye could react, Shen Zhao stood up and delivered a downward elbow strike.
Bang!
With a crisp thud, Xuan Hao Hongye's skull was severely injured by the elbow strike, and his legs instantly went weak, causing him to kneel on the ground.
Then, Shen Zhao took advantage of the momentum to kick Xuan Hao Hongye with a "crack," sending him performing a backflip one and a half times in mid-air. Upon landing, Xuan Hao Hongye remained in his original kneeling position.
"Pfft~"
After being hit repeatedly, Xuan Hao Hongye immediately spat out a mouthful of tomato juice, just as he was about to gather his strength and counterattack.
Shen Zhao leaped into the air and delivered a deadly scissor kick, instantly locking Xuan Hao Hongye's neck.
Instantly, Xuan Hao Hongye felt a strong sense of suffocation fill his mind, and he kept shouting in his heart, "Ouch, I can't breathe."
Unfortunately, Shen Zhao couldn't read minds, and with a thud, she flipped over and knocked Xuan Hao Hongye to the ground.
This infuriated Xuan Hao Hongye. His royal dignity had been challenged in this way, and he had to regain his face.
Then, with a loud shout, he sprang to his feet, his aura surging.
"I want you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Zhao lunged forward, turned around, and wrapped his arms around his waist. Before he could react, Shen Zhao executed a bridge throw, slamming him to the ground.
Before he could react, Shen Zhao threw him to the ground again.
Xuan Hao Hongye was completely dumbfounded.
"What are these techniques? Why aren't they recorded in the manual?"
"The Eighteen Falling Techniques of Sticky Clothes, are they exciting, Hun King!"
Just as he was wondering, he heard Shen Zhao's footsteps approaching again.
Xuan Hao Hongye was shocked. He stood up and retreated, dodging three quick punches from Shen Zhao. Just as he was about to dodge the fourth punch, he suddenly felt a suction force pulling him to Shen Zhao's side.
"The Dragon-Capturing Technique".
Then, with a loud thud, Xuan Hao Hongye's vision turned blood red. Before he could react, he felt his body go out of control and was thrown over the shoulder and slammed to the ground again.
Just as he was about to get up, Shen Zhao lifted him up and slammed him down with a loud "thud," completely exhausting Xuan Hao Hongye's strength.
"stand up!"
Shen Zhao had no intention of letting him off so easily. He grabbed Xuan Hao Hongye from the ground, pinned him in place, and unleashed a barrage of punches from both sides.
With a beautiful Bajiquan Iron Mountain Lean, Xuan Hao Hongye coughed up three liters of blood and was directly forced back to the edge of the formation.
Song Yanran, who had been watching the entire battle closely, exclaimed in surprise. This was the first time she had ever seen such a close-quarters combat style.
Xuan Hao Hongye dragged his almost broken body, forced himself to straighten up, and looked at Shen Zhao with resentment.
Shen Zhao, on the other hand, kept jumping around on the spot, completely ignoring Xuan Hao Hongye.
"What kind of technique is this? Why is it so strange? Also, why are you unaffected by the Mandala Array?"
"Didn't you notice? I didn't use a single bit of spiritual power from beginning to end, so how could the Mandala Array do anything to me?"
When faced with the question from the king, Shen Zhao simply smiled dismissively.
"I've said it before, even if you can figure out a way to counter my techniques and skills..."
But they absolutely cannot restrain me, Shen Zhao, because techniques and skills are static, but people are dynamic.
Xuanhao Hongye, I've already given you a chance.
I advised you against entering Yanhuang City, but you wouldn't listen and insisted on coming here to die.
The only problem is that your ambition was too great, so great that it clouded your judgment.
Xuan Hao Hongye suddenly realized: "So, you are Chu Liuxiang?"
"You're only realizing it now? Too bad you're too late."
"How dare you mock me, Your Majesty! Do you know what price you will pay?"
Having been thoroughly fooled, Xuan Hao Hongye was instantly enraged and, without saying a word, unleashed all his spiritual power.
The weather instantly changed, and even the mandala array was deeply affected, emitting an extremely eerie and malevolent light.
An evil aura swept across the sky, instantly turning day into night.
Song Yanran frowned and quickly warned, "Be careful, he wants to absorb the power of the formation and wants to destroy everyone involved."
At this moment, Xuan Hao Hongye was surrounded by an evil aura, which made his already aged face look even older.
At the point where the hand shook the heavens, a crimson ball of Daoist energy condensed, ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Shen Zhao, however, stood with his hands behind his back, his calm face showing no sign of emotion.
"By using the mandala array to forcibly enhance one's foundation, one's lifespan is greatly reduced."
"King of the Xiongnu, are you really going to such extremes, even at the cost of your life, to perish together with the enemy?"
"I have dedicated my entire life to the future of the Xiongnu. If this mission fails..."
All our planning and scheming will be in vain. Rather than watching the Xiongnu decline and perish, we should sacrifice our lives and defy fate with our deaths!
"Defy nature?"
Shen Zhao chuckled softly.
"Then let fate decide who the final victor is today."
After speaking, Shen Zhao's eyes were incredibly sharp, and the Dragon Scale Blade was clearly in his hand.
...
On the other side, as the power fluctuations of the Mandala Array grew larger, the spiritual power of Venerable Haoyue and his allies from the Nine Netherworlds around him also rapidly dissipated.
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