Getting Stronger By Chapter 490: One on One1

Chapter 490: Chapter 490: One on One_1

Moreover, it was the sa ti, the sa battlefield. Thirty-three identical giant snakes confronted Wang Zhan, a human warrior. And the solitary Wang Zhan? The only thing he could do was take on many of them alone. This was so unreasonable.

Furthermore, this matter was far from over. Even the intelligence of these giant snakes seed identical to the serpent’s main body. Cunning and hard to deal with!

Therefore, when they saw Wang Zhan, already surrounded and trapped, they chuckled. Seemingly cooperating with a tacit understanding, they aid to erode his will bit by bit.

"Kid, I can’t tell how much strength you’ve concealed, to be so bold and reckless as to dare break into Quan State all by yourself! However, being able to defeat my clone indicates you at least possess the killing power of the Emperor Realm. But are you sure you can kill all of ?"

"HEHEHE, kid, are you scared now? How about we give you a way out? Kneel, crawl into our bellies, and beco our food..."

"HAHAHA, kid, you underestimated us from the Beast Clan! Today, even if you were a true Martial Emperor, you are dood! Kill him!!!"

And so, rounds of shouts followed: "Attack! Attack! Attack!!!"

At that mont, the air filled with battle cries. Especially since these sounds emanated from what was essentially a single body, it was even more conspicuous and carried an aura of invincibility. Any martial artist caught off guard would be shaken by these cries, losing the will to resist. One could only imagine what kind of scene Wang Zhan was facing!

Then, a huge, deafening sound erupted.

Suddenly:

BOOM...

BOOM...

BOOM...

The giant snakes’ words had barely faded, only a few breaths passing, when a violent roar suddenly sounded. At that instant, all thirty-three giant snakes in the field targeted Wang Zhan without hesitation, their killing intent soaring to the heavens! He beca the undeniable focus of their assault—besieged, alone, and unsupported.

One could say that in an instant, within a single day, he went from standing under the warm Sun directly into an incredibly dangerous situation, as if surrounded by towering icebergs. The piercing cold wind cut to the bone, a heart-wrenching pain.

Suddenly, in the sky above, giant Snake Shadows danced everywhere. Giant heads were ubiquitous, their tails as sharp as weapons—a chaotic lee, like a wild dance of demons! The sight alone would make anyone tremble, their courage failing, daring not to approach. Then, Wang Zhan was completely sealed within an ice cave world, a vast expanse of white, covered in snowflakes. It was chilling to the core.

Even as the giant snakes had said, true warriors at the Martial Emperor Realm in the Federation would likely be scared to death upon witnessing such a scene. Why? Because this is just how terrifying a Martial Emperor of the Beast Clan is.

And right before them, the combined martial art attack these creatures unleashed against Wang Zhan was formidable, to say nothing of its power! Just observing their cooperation revealed their flawless, almost telepathic coordination. Without needing any explanation or communication, they could instantly construct an airtight line of defence based on their combat experience. Then, like a heaven and earth net, it descended upon their enemy, leaving not even the slightest gap. Prey caught within their snare almost never had a chance to escape; they were destined for a trip to the Netherworld. From this, one could imagine how terrifying the scene would be when they truly unleashed their full strength.

Fortunate or unfortunate, at this very mont, Wang Zhan, who had fallen into their encirclent, was their undisputed, common enemy. Therefore, naturally, he beca the true enemy—or prey—caught within this heaven and earth net.

Consequently, in an instant, Wang Zhan seed to beco like rootless duckweed. He urged his wings, flapping them in a way he never had before, desperately trying to evade the giant snakes’ relentless pounces and hunts, struggling to survive. He felt as if caught on a spider’s web, knowing escape was impossible. Yet, like a small insect tossed about by wind and rain, its tiny form constantly buffeted, on the verge of being ensnared by the web at any mont, he leaped up and down, fighting for his life!

However, human emotions are rarely shared. Only Wang Zhan himself truly knew, surrounded by powerful enemies on all sides—above, below, left, right, front, and back—just how precarious and shocking his situation was!

Thus, even though Wang Zhan was typically suprely confident in his strength, at this mont, his nerves were stretched taut. Their outrageous tactics were enough to make his scalp tingle.

The enemy... they were far too nurous! So many it was impossible to defend against, so many there was nowhere to escape. So many, in fact, that if Wang Zhan even glanced back, he might see another face, equally filled with malice towards him. Then there were those giant snakes, their eyes on either side of their brow ridges filled with a gloomy, profound killing intent. Those eyes almost ford a straight, vertical line, hanging starkly before him, making his hair stand on end. It was like playing an extre ga, where enemies were everywhere, and one misstep ant restarting.

Thus, Wang Zhan was acutely aware: He was in real trouble!

He had calculated countless possibilities, even nearly deducing the essence of their bloodline talent. Yet, how could he have imagined that the opponent could truly unleash all thirty-odd clones in a swarm, without even the slightest hesitation! This demonstrated the enemy’s imnse confidence and strength. Furthermore, these clones could form a tactically coordinated battle formation, effectively becoming a walking legion.

While Wang Zhan usually considered ntal energy clone martial arts that could split into first, second, or third personas to be of little practical use, at this mont, he couldn’t help but admit, "This martial art is truly sickening..." It was like swallowing a fly and being unable to vomit it out, a deeply unsettling feeling, like a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Of course, strategically, Wang Zhan had to take his opponent seriously. Tactically, however, he wasn’t one to surrender easily. So, he once again resorted to his usual tricks: disdain, provocation, and searching for an opening.

Therefore, just as the encirclent was about to close completely, Wang Zhan—who had only been fleeing for a few breaths but whose Essence Energy was already mostly depleted—suddenly let out an inexplicable, furious roar. He even deliberately projected an image of still having strength to spare, then loudly mocked the giant snakes, "HEHEHEHE, so what if you’re nurous? You’re just a bunch of worthless oddballs cobbled together! What can you possibly do to ? HAHAHA, why don’t you go back and cultivate for a few more years!"

Of course, Wang Zhan had a reason for saying this. He had to montarily distract these cold-blooded creatures to prevent them from seeing through his true intentions. He knew he had to escape; otherwise, this ti would be very dangerous. But the giant snakes surely knew he wanted to break out of the encirclent and fight them outside. Therefore, if Wang Zhan didn’t use his wits and play so mind gas with these foes, he feared that even the slightest hint of his attempt to escape would be ruthlessly crushed, like swatting a rat. That would be a very dangerous situation!

So, while Wang Zhan continuously maneuvered in mid-air, dodging their attacks, he once again fixed his gaze on one of the giant snakes. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, which the targeted snake imdiately noticed. However, since these clones were not a single entity but possessed individual thoughts, by the ti that particular snake could react, it would naturally be too late.

And on a true battlefield, the most decisive weapon—one that can achieve true mastery and make enemies lose their courage upon hearing of it—has always been ti itself! Therefore, Wang Zhan was certain his plan would succeed; the current obstacles were re ripples. He had already factored in all their possible reactions and could foresee that they absolutely wouldn’t be able to interrupt his plan.

So, in the next mont, without warning, Wang Zhan roared. His piercing voice seed to tear through the blockade, echoing all around, "Go to hell! Eighth Level! Collapse!"

Imdiately, a deafening RUMBLE!

Where the targeted giant snake had been, in just the blink of an eye, a swirling vortex of air currents appeared, revolving endlessly—an incredibly strange sight!

Then, Wang Zhan roared mockingly, "HEHEHE, you want to kill ? Do you even have the ability? Let

see how many of my punches you can withstand! HEHEHEHE..."

WHOOSH!

Another sound, not from Wang Zhan’s attack, but the vibration of air as he dodged a heavy blow from behind! These creatures were attacking with crazed ferocity.

Even as Wang Zhan, still cackling, was forced away from the front of that giant snake...