Zhao Wei let out a cold snort, ignoring the two of them, seemingly unfazed by Tang Geng's threat.
Seeing this, Han Lang didn't press the issue and quietly whispered into Tang Geng's ear.
"Although this attack missed, it wasn't without merit. Wang Shan lost a scale from his back. If we find the right opportunity, that spot will surely become our breakthrough!"
Tang Geng hadn't noticed this detail initially, but after Han Lang's reminder, he quickly saw the area on Wang Shan's back where the scale had fallen, revealing the deep green flesh beneath!
Tang Geng nodded solemnly, "I understand, Brother Han Lang. However, we still need to be wary of Zhao Wei. I have a feeling his relationship with Wang Shan might not be as simple as it appears!"
Han Lang understood perfectly what Tang Geng was implying.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Zhao Wei's earlier action was far from a case of good intentions gone awry.
If Zhao Wei continued to obstruct them, intentionally or unintentionally, as Han Lang and Tang Geng continued to fight Wang Shan, it would undoubtedly make their battle significantly more difficult.
With this thought, Han Lang's brow furrowed. He pondered for a moment before speaking.
"How about this? Since Wang Shan already has a weakness, I'll handle the next part of the fight. You stay by my side and provide support. If the opportunity arises, you can assist me, but more importantly, keep a close eye on Zhao Wei!"
Tang Geng hesitated, "That's fine. But are you sure you can handle it alone?"
Han Lang smiled easily, "It would be quite tricky if Wang Shan's scales were intact. Now, I have at least an eighty percent chance of success! Don't worry!"
As they were speaking,
Before either of them could make a move, Zhao Wei on the other side had already charged towards Wang Shan.
Wang Shan was unfazed and immediately swung the bone spurs on his arms, aiming to pierce Zhao Wei's chest.
Seeing this, Zhao Wei quickly circulated his spiritual energy to form a protective shield on his palm and pressed it directly against Wang Shan's bone spurs.
Although he narrowly averted the immediate danger, Wang Shan was, after all, two cultivation levels higher than Zhao Wei.
Before Zhao Wei could fully counter, Wang Shan's other hand clenched into a fist and smashed towards Zhao Wei's back.
Zhao Wei had nowhere to escape and could only resign himself to fate, preparing to take the blow head-on.
At that moment, three golden needles whizzed through the air, meeting Wang Shan's heavy punch and colliding with it forcefully.
Zhao Wei was momentarily stunned, then quickly reacted, seizing the opportunity to escape the perilous situation.
Tang Geng, confused, asked, "Brother Han Lang, why did you save him?"
Han Lang glanced at Zhao Wei with a smile and then said meaningfully to Tang Geng.
"Tang Geng, pay attention! Don't let Zhao Wei get hurt!"
After speaking, without waiting for the bewildered Tang Geng to question him, he leaped forward, controlling the three golden needles to attack Wang Shan one after another.
Tang Geng didn't dwell on it and, while engaging in the fight, constantly guarded against Zhao Wei.
Zhao Wei also didn't stand idle; he stomped his foot and charged at Wang Shan.
From a distance, it truly resembled the scene of three heroes battling Lu Bu.
However, only the three individuals in the fight knew the truth.
The one truly fighting Wang Shan was Han Lang alone!
Tang Geng's clever defense against Zhao Wei prevented him from ever touching Wang Shan.
As time went on, Zhao Wei grew somewhat annoyed. He pointed at Tang Geng's nose and yelled, "Tang Geng! What do you mean by this? Instead of dealing with the mutant, why are you picking a fight with me?"
Tang Geng feigned innocence, "Hey, Zhao Wei! Don't try to frame me! I've been diligently fighting the mutant! If you can't get involved, it's only because your own strength is too low to participate in battles of this caliber!"
"You..."
Zhao Wei was speechless and quickly retorted in exasperation.
"Fine! Then I'd like to see how you two early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators plan to take down a mutated S-class mutant!"
With that, he simply sat down on the ground, openly watching the spectacle.
However, his inaction was exactly what Tang Geng wanted.
With a slight glance, seeing that Zhao Wei was indeed making no move, he finally relaxed and fully assisted Han Lang in the attack.
The battle on Han Lang's side was also fierce.
Although Wang Shan was only a mutated S-class mutant, Han Lang could have easily defeated him in terms of strength. However, his scales provided too much defense, rendering many attacks ineffective due to insufficient power. Han Lang had to proceed cautiously, seeking an opening.
Meanwhile, Wang Shan, relying on his sturdy scales, completely disregarded Han Lang's golden needles and charged forward, launching a series of killing moves at Han Lang.
Han Lang's advantage lay in the Shen Nong Imperial Needle technique. A head-on confrontation was out of the question.
Therefore, he often dodged while simultaneously countering with his needles.
At this moment,
A flying sword suddenly streaked across the sky, piercing directly into the broken scale on Wang Shan's back.
Wang Shan was shocked and had to immediately change his offensive plan, withdrawing to defend against the flying sword.
The pressure on Han Lang's side instantly eased.
However, he didn't feel happy about this and repeatedly questioned.
"Didn't I tell you to watch Zhao Wei? Why are you back?"
Tang Geng chuckled and replied, "Don't worry! I've already angered him into passive resistance. He's sitting over there sulking right now, and he probably won't make a move for a while!"
Han Lang glanced over hastily and saw that the situation was indeed as Tang Geng described. He finally replied with a hint of doubt, "Alright! Then let's finish this quickly. You keep him occupied, and I'll be the main attacker!"
With that, the two of them began their full-fledged assault!
Tang Geng's intervention completely disrupted the balance between Wang Shan and Han Lang.
The three golden needles and the flying sword struck Wang Shan's weakened spot on his back almost consecutively!
For a time, Wang Shan was in a state of disarray.
He had just defended against the flying sword when the golden needles arrived one after another.
Under such circumstances, he would eventually be defeated due to exhaustion!
Just as he was desperately trying to devise a countermeasure, another golden needle suddenly whizzed towards him.
Wang Shan followed suit, turning slightly and waving his hand, causing the golden needle to lose its aim and veer off course.
Just as he thought he had averted this crisis, he caught a glimpse of a golden needle hovering silently at about knee height behind him, poised and ready. As he turned, it shot upwards towards the weak spot on his back, as if waiting in ambush.
At such a close distance, even with Wang Shan's quick reflexes, he wouldn't be able to dodge such an attack.
At this moment, a loud shout was heard. Zhao Wei, who had been sitting and watching, had somehow stood up and launched a flying kick directly at Wang Shan's face.
Han Lang inwardly sneered!
How could he let Zhao Wei repeat the same trick and succeed twice?
As Zhao Wei's body hurtled towards him, another golden needle, aimed at Wang Shan's forehead, struck with a crisp "ding," deflecting it and then smoothly heading towards Zhao Wei's sole.
Zhao Wei's face turned ashen with shock!
In this situation, regardless of whether Han Lang was deliberately controlling the needle to attack him, to any onlooker, it would appear to be merely an accident!
If Zhao Wei didn't dodge, his seemingly light kick would surely be rendered useless in its confrontation with the incoming golden needle!
With this thought, Zhao Wei had no choice but to abort his attack mid-air.
His kick failed to hit Wang Shan, and Han Lang's needle also failed to pierce his foot;
However, Han Lang's previous needle, the one that had been waiting in ambush and heading towards Wang Shan, was getting closer and closer!
At this critical juncture,
Wang Shan simply stopped dodging.
He pushed off the ground with his feet, charging towards Zhao Wei as if making a last stand, and shouted.
"Even if I die, I'll take one of you down with me!"
Seeing this, Tang Geng appeared indifferent, even a little pleased, thinking, "Hmph! If you take him down with you, that's not a bad thing for us!"
But Han Lang, standing beside him, was filled with shock and urgently shouted.
"Stop him! Don't let him hurt Zhao Wei!"