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As the crucial rounds of the competition progressed, Meng Hao's opponents grew increasingly formidable. One of the inner disciples from the Kongtong Sect had reached the peak of the Meridian Opening stage. With a powerful palm strike, he unleashed a howling gust of wind that surged directly toward Meng Hao's face.
Instead of retreating, Meng Hao advanced, positioning the Heavenly Axe before him. The axe emitted a resonant hum as a bronze light enveloped his arms in an instant.
"Bronze Arms!"
The disciple's palm struck heavily against Meng Hao's arms, producing a dull thud. However, the anticipated scene of Meng Hao being sent flying did not occur; he merely swayed slightly, the bronze light on his arms remaining steadfast.
"What... what kind of defense is this?" The disciple's expression changed dramatically as he felt a backlash surge through him, causing his arms to tingle and forcing him to involuntarily step back.
A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. He sensed the power emanating from the axe and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. The shield ability of the Heavenly Axe was indeed more powerful than he had imagined.
Not giving his opponent a moment to breathe, Meng Hao swung the Heavenly Axe like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain, striking fiercely at the disciple. With no way to evade, the disciple could only raise his arms to block, but was instead sent flying by Meng Hao's blow, crashing heavily to the ground.
Silence enveloped the arena as everyone was stunned by Meng Hao's strength. A mere woodcutter possessed such astonishing power and defense—this was beyond their comprehension.
Just as Meng Hao prepared to conclude the battle and turn away, a sharp shadow suddenly darted from the crowd, aiming directly at his back.
"Meng Hao, be careful!" Sun Ruoshui shouted in alarm, her voice tinged with urgency, but it was already too late.
The shadow moved with incredible speed, carrying a chilling wind that aimed for Meng Hao’s heart. It was a poisoned dagger that glinted ominously in the sunlight.
A chill ran down Meng Hao's spine as he instinctively sensed the murderous intent behind him through his connection with the Heavenly Axe. He spun around abruptly, swinging the Heavenly Axe like lightning; it cut through the air with a fierce gust and produced a resounding boom.
"Clang!"
The dagger collided with the axe, creating a sharp metallic ring. The dagger was sent flying while the shadow revealed itself to be Li Muqing!
"Li Muqing, how dare you ambush me!" Bai Yunzi shouted furiously, his face pale with rage and his eyes blazing.
Li Muqing ignored their angry shouts; madness flickered in his eyes as he lunged at Meng Hao once more. His hands transformed into claws, fingertips glimmering with dark light—clearly laced with potent poison.
"Die! You filthy woodcutter!" Li Muqing screamed, intensifying his assault.
A cold glint flashed in Meng Hao's eyes; he knew Li Muqing had completely lost his sanity. No longer holding back, he wielded the Heavenly Axe with renewed vigor as the brilliance of his Bronze Arms shone even brighter.
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