No wonder.
He, a marshal-level existence, was hiding in the ice and snow.
The intention was to use the frost power of nature to alleviate and resist the Fire Cold poison, thus not enduring so much pain. Kuaishuge.
Bai Zihe instantly understood everything.
While he was thinking.
The battle between the two did not stop.
Bai Zihe's martial arts did not cease for a single second.
"Bang!"
"Huala!"
"Rumble..."
Powerful moves, carrying formidable vital energy, swirled with boundless power.
One punch thrown, mountains crumbled and the earth cracked!
One palm struck, snow danced in the sky.
Bai Zihe could clearly feel that Monta'dor's moves lacked the initial momentum of fearlessness and overwhelming force!
This was the manifestation of insufficient stamina after being poisoned.
Even, Monta'dor had begun to show signs of decline. Riddled with poison, he was no match for Bai Zihe.
He felt a sense of admiration for this elder from the Bear Country.
Even though he was poisoned, even with a decaying body...
He fought for the interests of his nation!
In the Great Xia, how many such selfless and fearless individuals were there?
Righteous individuals throughout the land, their integrity was the same!
"Shua!"
With this thought, Bai Zihe did not hesitate. A wisp of golden light appeared in his hand.
It was precisely the Yin-Yang Seventy-Two Needles.
"Xiu!"
"Pu..."
"Sou sou..."
As Bai Zihe and Monta'dor continuously exchanged blows, needles of gold were subtly inserted into Monta'dor's body.
Outsiders...
Could not detect any clue whatsoever.
Even Monta'dor himself did not suspect much.
He only felt his stamina growing stronger, and the poison in his body gradually being suppressed!
Until...
He felt as if he had escaped the sea of suffering from the poison, and broken free from the shackles of the fire poison!
"Boom!"
Monta'dor fought with increasing excitement, raising a fist and slamming it towards Bai Zihe.
Bai Zihe had just finished needling him, his movements were now slower, and he could only hastily throw out a punch with his left hand to block.
But undoubtedly.
He had lost the initiative and lost his momentum!
"Bang!"
Bai Zihe was sent flying seven or eight zhang away by a punch, but his feet remained firmly planted on the ground, leaving a long and deep沟壑.
And it was precisely when Bai Zihe was repelled.
Monta'dor saw a streak of golden light in his hand!
Bai Zihe was repelled!
All the experts from the Bear Country could not hide their joy!
In the beginning, they had been slightly worried watching the two sides fight evenly.
But now...
They almost let out a "Ura!"
As expected.
A marshal was always a marshal.
The Left Wing of God was indeed not a mere reputation.
Quinov and the others were stirred and filled with pride.
But at this moment...
"Thank you!"
Monta'dor suddenly made a Great Xia style cupped-fist salute towards Bai Zihe and said sincerely, "Little friend from Great Xia, this battle... I have lost!"
Saying that.
He took out a piece of parchment from his embrace, which was exactly one-third of the map!
"This is the Dragon Island map in my possession. Now... I hand it over to you."
"I only have one request."
Monta'dor's gaze swept over Quinov beside him: "I hope that when you enter Dragon Island, you will take them with you."
This old man... was indeed straightforward.
Bai Zihe took the map and immediately guaranteed, "No problem. Before I go, I will have Irina contact you."
This last sentence was naturally for Quinov.
Afterward, Bai Zihe gracefully departed.
As soon as he left.
Quinov and the others asked with great confusion, "Marshal, it was clearly Bai Zihe who lost just now, why did you..."
"You don't understand."
Monta'dor watched Bai Zihe's receding figure with a complex expression, filled with gratitude, concern, and a hint of admiration.
"This young man possesses profound strength, sharp insight, and exceptional medical skills."
Monta'dor's tone was full of emotion: "I was hiding in this ice and snow, actually using the ancient ice and snow power to suppress the fire poison in my body."
"I never expected that after fighting with him, he would immediately notice the clues."
"During the battle, he suppressed my toxins, and I no longer suffered from the torment of this fire poison. Originally, I could only exert two or three tenths of my strength, but now I have returned to my peak..."
"It is evident that this young man is a true dragon hidden in the water."
"Once he soars, he will surely shake the heavens and earth!"
Even...
Monta'dor wished that Bai Zihe was from the Bear Country.
Alas, that was entirely impossible.
"Is he that powerful?"
Quinov, hearing him praise Bai Zihe so highly, felt somewhat unconvinced.
It wasn't that he didn't have any objections.
It was just that...
He had just lost to Bai Zihe, and then Bai Zihe was praised by his revered marshal as if he were a god, making him feel a pang of jealousy.
Monta'dor smiled indifferently, "You will understand in the future."
"Go back and prepare yourself well. The journey to Dragon Island will undoubtedly be a scene of vying heroes."
"With this young prodigy from the Great Xia, it is highly likely he will be the ultimate victor. Even the Lighthouse Country would not dare to easily provoke him."
"This time..."
"It is also an opportunity to revitalize the glory of our Bear Country!"
Quinov could only nod and reply, "Yes."