Soon, Wu Ke discovered that he had fallen into a carefully set trap and he could no longer extricate himself. If he stopped, he would immediately penetrate his body with a dark and tough spear...

From the beginning, he had a disadvantage on his weapons, and even more on the terrain. It would be better to use a spear on this empty hillside.

He and Zou Zichuan had physical strength similar. Zou Zichuan's spear was only a few dozen kilograms, while his hammer weighed 300 kilograms, so he naturally could not compete with Zou Zichuan's endurance.

The more anxious I feel, the more rapid the offensive becomes and the more physical energy it consumes, which becomes a disgusting cycle.

Zou Zichuan felt the disappearance of the other party's power little by little.

At this time, Wu Ke's double hammers could no longer hurt Zou Zichuan, but Zou Zichuan was not in a hurry. He wanted 100% sure that he had always calculated the remaining power of Wu Ke from the strength of Wu Ke's waving the double hammers. This was an interesting process.

Watching the opponent's strength disappear little by little, this is an achievement.

Enough!

Zou Zichuan's spear tightened and he shouted loudly.

"Discard!"

Before he finished speaking, the spear that had been avoiding the double hammer suddenly approached. The spear pointed against the top of the hammer head. With a bounce, the powerful force was transmitted to the hammer through the spear...

"Spang..."

A string of dazzling sparks rose, and Wu Ke's right hammer actually flew into the air. With a "Push!", it fell heavily to the ground, and the earth was shaken.

"sand……"

A red shadow flew across the air. After the spear lifted the sledgehammer, it did not pause at all. It rushed straight to Wu Ke's throat like lightning.

The air solidified, and the sharp black spear head of the spear was above Wu Ke's throat. Wu Ke's other hand was holding a sledgehammer to be hit. His whole person was like a sculpture, staring at the spear in front of his throat tightly. His throat felt a cold breath, which was the breath of death.

Wu Ke didn't dare to move. He knew very well that the spear could penetrate his fragile throat with a slight relaxation.

"Are you convinced?" Zou Zichuan's body holding up the spear and still moved, like a rock.

"I don't accept it!" Wu Ke's eyes shot out, he glanced at the white horse under the hillside.

Wu Ke is not good at fighting on the ground. If he was asked to ride a horse to fight with Zou Zichuan, he believed that in just two minutes, he could kill Zou Zichuan and fall off the horse. Even if Zhao Lie was facing his double hammers, he would have to flee. Of course, the premise was that he had to approach Zhao Lie, because Zhao Lie would never fight him head-on. Zhao Lie's strength was archery, and his superb archery technique did not allow Wu Ke to approach within ten meters.

"Do you want to ride a horse and fight me?" Zou Zichuan glanced at the giant horse, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, do you dare to fight?" Wu Ke said loudly.

"Swoosh..."

Suddenly, Zou Zichuan took back the spear that held Wu Ke.

"Okay, so what if you lose with convincing yourself, you can ride a horse." Zou Zichuan laughed after retracting his spear, turned around and retreated to the bottom of the hillside, his eyes always staring at Wu Ke. Faced with such a super expert, any neglect will be paid for his life.

"What are you doing?" Wu Ke was stunned when he saw Zou Zichuan pushing down the hillside.

"When you ride a horse, of course I want to use my car, too." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zou Zichuan's mouth.

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Chapter completed!