Chapter 135: A True Win
Yang Jue blasted more than a dozen earth balls in a row.
When he finally stopped, Yang Jue was a little tired.
After all, every time an attack is released, the psychic consumes not only elemental energy, but also mental power.
The dust covered an area of more than ten meters in radius, and it took a while for it to dissipate.
The scene was quiet, everyone, including Jingtian, was waiting.
Of course Jingtian was waiting to see what Xiaopang was up to.
It is really unlike Xiaopang's character to be bombarded for such a long time without fighting back.
The dust faded until it cleared away.
Yang Jue's eyes widened. The result was totally different from what he had imagined, where he would be blown to pieces.
Xiaopang was lying on the ground, slightly covered with dust, with his tongue sticking out and his eyes closed.
If it weren't for his belly moving up and down, I would have thought he was blown to death.
"Master, Xiaopang..."
Tong Yue was a little worried again, thinking that Xiaopang was injured.
Jingtian smiled again and said, "Don't worry, just wait and see!"
"Watch the show?"
Even Wang Lian was a little confused and didn't understand what Xiaopang was doing.
Yang Jue didn't hear the conversation between Jingtian and the others.
He frowned and looked at Xiaopang for a few seconds, then walked over.
Even when I got to Xiaopang's side, he didn't react.
"It seems that he has suffered serious internal injuries and is unable to get up. I have won!"
Seeing that Xiaopang hadn't responded yet, Yang Jue spoke directly to Jingtian.
"Well, I feel... it can still hold on for a while." Jingtian said with an increasingly strange expression.
"Insist? Haha, it seems that you don't care about your pet. If you insist, you will... die!"
When Yang Jue finished speaking, his tone suddenly turned cold, and he raised his foot and kicked Xiao Pang hard.
Bang!
A peculiar sound was heard.
Then... snap!
"ah!!"
Yang Jue's eyes suddenly widened and a scream came out of his mouth.
It turned out that when he kicked over, Xiaopang suddenly opened his mouth.
The kick hit Xiaopang's ankle directly into his mouth.
It was as if Xiaopang opened his mouth and Yang Jue deliberately offered his ankle to Xiaopang to bite.
There is absolutely no doubt about Xiaopang's bite force.
Although Yang Jue is a level 6 psychic, he is not very strong physically.
So there was no doubt that Yang Jue's ankle was broken.
Xiaopang relaxed.
Yang Jue's ankle was seen to be severely twisted and deformed, with streaks of blood oozing out.
With a thud, Yang Jue lost his balance and fell to the ground.
The severe pain made sweat instantly flow down his forehead.
"Is this considered winning without doing anything?"
Yu Wenshang came back to his senses at this time, his eyes full of strangeness.
You know what, if the battle ended like this, Xiaopang would have really won without much effort.
He didn't move at all and just lay there and hurt his opponent. How could he not win without doing anything?
"leader!!"
When they noticed that Yang Jue suddenly screamed, the members of the Iron Bucket team immediately exclaimed loudly.
“Woof! ”
Xiaopang suddenly roared.
The chubby body shook, a cloud of dust flew up, and then the body became spotless.
Then, Xiaopang took square steps and slowly approached Yang Jue.
"You, you beast, you are cheating!"
Yang Jue endured the severe pain, cursed angrily, waved his hand and began to concentrate on the attack again.
"roar!"
Xiaopang opened his mouth wide and this time let out a roar like a dragon and a tiger.
The decibel of the sound directly formed a sonic attack.
The elemental energy that Yang Jue had condensed halfway was actually shattered!
That was not all. Yang Jue felt a buzzing in his head and a stuffy feeling in his chest. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Xiaopang roared, causing internal injuries to the level 6 ability user!
Those members of the Steel Barrel Group who wanted to move forward were knocked to the ground by the roar.
In an instant, more than two hundred people fell down.
"Little Fatty is mighty!"
Tong Yue did not hesitate to praise Xiaopang from behind.
Xiaopang grinned, raised his head proudly, twisted his fat dog buttocks, and came in front of Yang Jue.
"Woo... do you want to admit defeat or not?" Xiaopang asked Yang Jue.
Unfortunately, Yang Jue didn't understand at all. He thought Xiaopang was going to continue attacking him, so he backed away repeatedly.
Click!
Upon seeing this, Xiaopang stepped forward without any hesitation and bit Yang Jue's arm until it was broken.
Xiaopang was definitely very careful, otherwise Yang Jue's foot and arm would have been lost to him.
Yang Jue was originally relying on his two arms to move backwards, and now, if he wants to move again, he can only roll!
"No, don't bite me anymore, I give up!"
Fortunately, Yang Jue didn't completely lose his mind.
Seeing that Xiaopang was about to open his mouth, he shouted loudly.
Obviously, these words were shouted at Jingtian.
"Okay, Xiaopang, drag the prisoner back!" Jingtian said.
Xiaopang snorted, bit Yang Jue's trouser leg, and lightly dragged Yang Jue to Jingtian's side.
The Steel Barrel members watched as their leader had his hands and feet bitten off and was captured.
Yang Jue's face changed back and forth between dark blue and red.
What a shame!
What an absolute disgrace!
I was actually defeated by a dog and captured by the dog.
This was simply unbearable for Yang Jue, who was very concerned about his reputation.
The feeling of being captured is definitely countless times more painful than having your hands and feet broken.
"Chief Yang, do you have anything else to say now?" Jingtian asked with a faint smile.
"What do you want ?"
Yang Jue didn't even look at Jingtian, turned his head to the side and asked angrily.
"It was you who proposed the competition, and you who set the bet. There's no need for me to repeat it, right?" Jingtian said.
"Hmph, if you want to kill me, just kill me. No more nonsense. But even if you kill me, the Demon City will not be controlled by a few small people like you!" Yang Jue shouted.
"It's just a small Demon City stronghold... Never mind, I'll let you live one more night and give you a chance to think of something to save your life!"
Jingtian didn't want to waste time talking to Yang Jue anymore.
After saying that, Jingtian was about to take a few people back to the Ares.
"Stop right there and let my uncle go, or I'll kill him!"
Just as Jingtian was about to get on the car, a roar was suddenly heard.
Jingtian turned around and saw the fat man Yang Wenwu, who was escorting another person towards him.
