1098: C1098 Martial Uncle Hun Have You Ever Lost?

C1098 Martial Uncle Hun Have You Ever Lost?

Wang Xiao smiled helplessly and asked Martial Uncle Hun, "Martial Uncle Hun, your punches and kicks are traceless. Please forgive me for offending you!"

After saying that, Wang Xiao spread his hands and prepared to attack.

Martial Uncle Hun waved his hand at Wang Xiao when he saw this. He said, "Wait a moment. I am not competing with fists and kicks in this round..."

"Then what should we compete with?" Wang Xiao could not help but be startled when he heard this. He asked.

Martial Uncle Hun didn't waste any more words, and his pair of blood red eyes shivered. A pair of hands hidden in black robes suddenly stretched out, and a light dot appeared on his forehead. The light spot! A majestic Yuan Spirit energy shot out from his forehead in a flash. When it landed in his hands, a huge chessboard appeared in Martial Uncle Hun's hands.

This chessboard had a simple design and the edge of it was flickering with light. It was formed by Martial Uncle Hun's Yuan Shen energy.

"Martial Nephew, the combat technique I cultivate is not as strong as an ordinary Sword Cultivatior. My Soulreaper Hall's souls are all in the Ten Halls Yama. They are not eye-catching, but once they join forces, they will form a battle formation. There are no experts or combat divisions in this world. They will be able to stop the Soulreaper Hall. "

At this point, Martial Uncle Hun's eyes landed on Wang Xiao and said, "Junior apprentice-nephew, Senior Brother Ksitigarbha King, have you taught you the knowledge of generals?"

"I know a little bit..." Wang Xiao heard this and nodded, and said. He had once learned war general knowledge from the old man for a period of time. However, at that time, he felt that no matter how powerful a combat division was... If they encountered a peerless expert, they would only be destroyed by a single sword strike. There was no need for him to learn seriously.

"Since that's the case, I wonder if you dare to play a game of chess with me." Martial Uncle Hun smiled faintly and pointed at the chessboard in his hand.

"This chessboard is formed by the power of my Primordial Spirit. It can turn the heavens and the earth into a chessboard, and everything in the world into a chess piece. When the chessboard is thrown out, it will turn into a battlefield, you could only do so in this war. If you defeat me, I will give you the Soul-Hooking Demon Killing Formation. And the Soul-Hooking Immortal Execution Formation. "

"Alright, then come!"

Wang Xiao knew that the unnecessary words wouldn't change anything at this moment. He didn't hesitate to attack.

Martial Uncle Hun did not waste any time. He tossed the chessboard in his hand, causing a storm to rise.

In an instant, the scene in front of Wang Xiao changed. He appeared in a huge plain. Behind him was a group of Ancient Martial Experts. Their faces were stiff, and they didn't look like living beings.

Wang Xiao took a closer look and found that these Ancient Martial Experts were actually made of plants and rocks.

This was an ancient combat division made of plants and rocks.

This ancient combat division had a complete set of military units. Be it Sword Cultivatior, Meditation Cultivatior, or rogue cultivators, they were all very uniform. It all depended on how Wang Xiao prepared to use them.

Hua!

Just as Wang Xiao was still trying to figure out the military unit of this ancient combat division and its uses, the roar of a warhorse suddenly sounded from the other end of the plains.

Wang Xiao suddenly turned his head and saw that at the end of the plains, wherever he could see on the flat ground, a cloud of dust rose up. It was like a huge sandstorm, accompanied by the whistling sound of sword qi, spreading towards this side.

"They attacked so quickly?" When Wang Xiao saw this scene, his expression changed, and he couldn't help but curse.

"Junior Martial Nephew, the battlefield is constantly changing. The enemy won't give you the chance to prepare and launch another attack. You have to attack now and block my attack. You have to hold on for at least ten minutes before you can be considered to have won."

At this moment, Martial Uncle Hun's leisurely voice sounded in Wang Xiao's ears.

Wang Xiao's face darkened. He did not have the intention to answer Martial Uncle Hun's question. With a thought, he quickly made a decision. He gave the order and said, "All Meditation Cultivatior, as the vanguard, charge forward. Block their first wave of attack."

Those Meditation Cultivatior formed from mountain rocks did not hesitate to take a step forward when they heard this. Their bodies moved and they turned into countless torrents that rushed towards the group of people in the distant plains, which was covered in dust.

"Little Martial Nephew, the Meditation Cultivatior's skin is rough and thick. It is indeed very suitable to be used as a meat tank. They are the first to attack and block my attack. However, even if their skin is rough and their flesh is thick... They will not be able to block the fierce attack of a combat division. Just lean on them. We can't delay it for more than ten minutes. "

Martial Uncle Hun's voice rang out once again from the horizon and reached Wang Xiao's ears.

Wang Xiao did not pay attention to Martial Uncle Hun. He waved his hand at the group of rogue cultivators and said, "Set up a trap. I want them to lose a third of their people when they come in front of us!"

The group of rogue cultivators moved when they heard this. They followed the Meditation Cultivatior closely. When the Meditation Cultivatior rushed forward and entangled the vanguard that Martial Uncle Hun had sent over, these rogue cultivators swiftly set up traps on the plains.

Martial Uncle Hun had been paying attention to Wang Xiao's movements. He said in a stunned manner, "Little junior nephew, by doing this, it is equivalent to cutting off the path of those Meditation Cultivatiors. All of them will die!"1

At this moment, the group of rogue cultivators had already set up all the traps in the plains.

After hearing Martial Uncle Hun's words, the corner of Wang Xiao's mouth raised into a smirk. He said, "Martial Uncle Hun, I never planned to let these Meditation Cultivatiors come back."

"What?" When Martial Uncle Hun heard this, his expression changed. He hurriedly lowered his head to look at his combat division. He saw Wang Xiao's Meditation Cultivatior vanguard team. They did not fight with his Sword Cultivatior Vanguard. Instead, they stared at the pressure of his Sword Cultivatior Vanguard. After charging into the center of the combat division, they actually self-detonated their dantians.

Boom!

In an instant, countless violent inner force turbulence spread out from the center of his combat division. The surrounding combat division members were all dragged into the vortex of death by the violent inner force turbulence.

In just a short while, more than half of the combat division had died.

What was even more terrifying was that Martial Uncle Hun's combat division had already arrived at the plains. When Wang Xiao's group of rogue cultivators saw the situation, they activated the traps that they had set up.

In an instant, another third of Martial Uncle Hun's combat division's members were bitten off.

"Young martial nephew, you are truly a madman. You actually used a Meditation Cultivatior as bait. You exchanged half of my combat strength with your rogue cultivator team. You set a trap and injured one-third of my combat division members. Just to stall me for ten minutes. "

Martial Uncle Hun's expression was somewhat agitated. He looked at Wang Xiao with a surprised expression. This martial nephew's fighting style was really... too much of a hooligan!

This was not a proper combat division's fighting method at all!

It was also not possible for normal combat divisions to fight like this. This was because the price was too great.

"Martial Uncle Hun, you are wrong. I did not do so much to delay you for ten minutes." Hearing Martial Uncle Hun's words, Wang Xiao could not help but smile evilly and said to Martial Uncle Hun.

"Martial Uncle Hun, when you play this kind of chess game, you did not try it. In five minutes, all of you were killed?"

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