Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1793 The situation is fierce and you don’t have the upper hand.
  Zhang Yan stepped back while protecting his injured right arm.

Another dragon also tried to pounce and bite Zhang Yan's leg.

Zhang Yan was attacked from both sides and was in critical condition.

Seeing that Zhang Yan had lost his weapon, the two dragon men immediately pursued the victory and tried to kick Zhang Yan off the ring.

Zhang Yan saw two people rushing over together.

He immediately raised his head, stepped on his feet, and passed between the two of them like a whirlwind. When he was carrying his back at the end, he grabbed the dragon's tail with both hands.

Suddenly, two sharp boomerangs emerged from his arms.

This was Zhang Yan's sudden inspiration when he was looking at Ao Yingshi's fan last time. He also made a small self-defense weapon in case of emergency.

With a "swish" sound, long cuts were made on the tails of both dragons.

"what!"

Both dragon men cried out in pain and were hurt by Zhang Yan's unprepared move.

The two people changed back to their human appearance.

Zhang Yan stood aside and asked the two of them.

"Still fighting?"

Cheng Tianyou and Zhang Mu held their wounds in pain.

Now there are deep and shallow wounds all over his body.

Once soaked by the sea water, he grimaced in pain.

Cheng Tianyou and Zhang Mu realized that Zhang Yan was not an easy person to deal with.

The two of them have been fighting for so long and it's hard to tell the winner. It seems like this is going to be a protracted battle.

But the more unbearable something is, the more it can arouse people's competitive mentality.

Cheng Tianyou and Zhang Mu obviously did not decide to give up.

He spotted the injured spot on Zhang Yan's body.

He stood up with his sword and rushed over.

Zhang Yan saw that these two people still refused to give up, so he took the opportunity to step over and pick up his God-killing Spear.

Zhang Yan, who regained his weapon, instantly felt safe.

A god-killing spear was pushed to the ground. Zhang Yan used his strength to move around the god-killing spear and kick Cheng Tianyou and Zhang Mu.

"Ouch!"

Cheng Tianyou and Zhang Mu were thrown to the ground by Zhang Yan again.

"Come on!"   The crowd under the ring was excited to watch.

"Stand up! Stand up!"

Everyone seems to regard this game as Zhang Yan's crushing match.

Zhang Yan panted and rested against the pillar beside the ring.

This situation is getting more and more interesting.

Cheng Tianyou and Zhang Mu also lay aside to rest.

One of them, Cheng Tianyou, who was more stocky, saw Zhang Yan resting against a pillar with his eyes closed, and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity.

Take advantage of one's surprise
  The sword in Cheng Tianyou's hand was faster than his thoughts. He had already swung it out one step ahead and hit Zhang Yan's vital part.

Seeing Zhang Yan getting closer and closer, victory is right in front of him.

"Hey!"

Zhang Yan woke up suddenly, stood up suddenly, tilted his body, and Cheng Tianyou flew out by himself.

There was a loud "pop" sound.

He fell out of the ring.

"It's okay now, the place is quiet."

Zhang Mu, who was still trying to take a break on the stage, didn't expect the situation to turn around so quickly.

"Do you want to rest for a while?"

Zhang Yan asked.

Cheng Tianyou, who fell off the stage, was quickly helped up by the dragon people.

What a miscalculation.

He obviously wanted to take advantage of Zhang Yan's eyes to be closed and make a sneak attack. Push Zhang Yan off the ring, who knows! Who knew... I would have fallen into it like this.

"Harmful."

Cheng Tianyou below felt regretful and beat his thigh angrily.

"Don't be angry little brother."

"Victory and defeat are normal things for a soldier. Besides, your trick of sneak attack is not honorable."

Zhang Yan frowned when he heard the loser behind him who was still sighing.

(End of this chapter)