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"Damn it, this brat really is a freak—so many tricks up his sleeve."
Ye Zhong's expression was bitter as he watched Xiao Yan relentlessly charging at him again and again.
He had originally thought that, as a Seven-Star Dou Zong, defeating a mere Three-Star Dou Zong would be a walk in the park. But to his shock, reality had completely turned against him.
Ever since the opponent had used that power-boosting secret art, Ye Zhong had actually fallen into a disadvantage.
"No, if this keeps up, I'll definitely lose. Looks like I'll have to use that thing…"
As Xiao Yan came rushing at him once more, the massive black ruler in his hand gleaming with cold light, Ye Zhong's eyes flickered with decision.
He quickly brushed his hand over his storage ring. In the next moment, three tall, burly figures appeared before him amid a faint flash of light.
"Bang!"
The instant the silver figure appeared, Xiao Yan's heavy ruler smashed down hard, striking the puppet's metallic body squarely.
However, that Earth Demon Puppet, which knew nothing of pain, only slid back several dozen meters under the impact of the Dou Technique before silently returning to Ye Zhong's side.
Its originally undamaged body now bore a deep groove—an exact imprint of Xiao Yan's heavy ruler. Still, that single groove wasn't nearly enough to destroy the Earth Demon Puppet.
Seeing his puppet block the attack for him, Ye Zhong finally exhaled in relief. He couldn't help but feel a bit lucky—thankfully, he still had three puppets left in his possession.
Over the past while, he had refined quite a few pills and used Pill Lightning to strengthen these puppets again and again, upgrading them to the peak of the Dou Zong level. Otherwise, this situation today might've been a real disaster.
"Again, with the puppets?!"
Seeing the three silver Earth Demon Puppets appear, Xiao Yan's brows furrowed tightly.
He had nearly defeated that Great Elder of the Ye Clan, yet now the man had brought out three more puppets. Judging from their auras, all three were around the peak of Dou Zong level.
Even for him, it wouldn't be easy to destroy them all in one go in fact, there was even a risk he might get countered.
Xiao Yan's gaze swept swiftly across the other battlefields. Realizing that his side as a whole was currently at a disadvantage, his heart sank slightly.
"Go! Take him down with me!"
Ye Zhong pointed toward Xiao Yan and commanded the three Earth Demon Puppets.
"Whoosh~"
The instant his voice sounded, the three puppets shot forward like bolts of black lightning. In the midst of sharp sonic booms, they raised their fists in perfect unison and hurled them mechanically toward Xiao Yan.
"You think puppets will save you? Then watch as I destroy them!"
Xiao Yan's eyes turned cold. He raised the massive black ruler in his hand, and strange, intricate patterns along its surface began to emit a bright green flame.
As the ruler swept through the air, the surrounding space itself started to warp and blur. Tightening his grip on the Heavy Xuan Ruler, now enveloped in emerald flame, Xiao Yan let out a deep growl as his figure suddenly shot forward.
At the same time, the green light on his heavy ruler grew even more intense.
"Flame Splitting Tsunami!"
With a powerful roar, Xiao Yan swung the ruler high above his head then, with overwhelming might, he brought it crashing down toward one of the silver puppets charging at him!
The massive green ruler swept up waves of scorching fire as it descended, smashing viciously onto the Earth Demon Puppet below.
"Bang!"
The massive ruler slammed into the Earth Demon Puppet's torso, and its abdomen instantly caved in, forming a deep dent more than ten centimeters deep. The puppet's body was sent hurtling backward at high speed under the ferocious impact.
Although the commotion was quite loud, the two remaining Earth Demon Puppets showed no trace of fear. Their fists continued to pound straight toward Xiao Yan's chest!
Seeing that there was no time to dodge, Xiao Yan hastily raised the Heavy Xuan Ruler before him, using it as a shield to block the two incoming punches.
"Boom!"
The next moment, as the ruler came up, two silver fists the size of sandbags smashed heavily against its broad surface.
"Ugh!"
The tremendous force made Xiao Yan grunt from the impact. He could feel the Heavy Xuan Ruler trembling violently in his grip, and a sharp pain shot through the base of his thumb.
The next instant, his body was flung backward uncontrollably.
After all, these were two Earth Demon Puppets at the peak of Dou Zong level—their physical strength was absolutely monstrous. Before Xiao Yan could even catch his breath, Ye Zhong suddenly appeared at his flank.
A surge of fiery Dou Qi had already condensed in his palm into a blazing energy handprint. With a flick of his finger, that fiery handprint shot forth with a deafening roar, smashing toward Xiao Yan!
"Damn it!"
Seeing the blazing attack speeding toward him, Xiao Yan cursed under his breath, hurriedly circulating his Dou Qi to form a defensive technique.
At this moment, frustration welled up inside him—he was beginning to feel the urge to retreat. The situation was clearly turning against him from all sides!
Meanwhile, not far away, Feng Zun Zhe, who had been struggling bitterly against the Flame Wing Sky Falcon for nearly ten minutes, could no longer hold on.
He quickly turned his head and shouted anxiously to the Six-Star Dou Zun fighting Lin Feng, "Hurry up and finish off that Lin Feng! I can't hold on much longer!"
"I know! But this brat keeps running—I can't catch him! Just hang on a bit longer!"
The Six-Star Dou Zun snapped back impatiently, turning to glare at the distant Lin Feng.
"Damn brat, if you've got guts, stop running! Fight me head-on like a real man!"
"Oh? Says the old bastard who ambushed me halfway? Truly, you must be the most honorable man on the entire Dou Qi Continent."
Lin Feng smirked and shot back mockingly.
"Bastard! Even if I die today, I'll kill you first!"
The Six-Star Dou Zun roared toward the heavens, his Dou Qi flaring wildly. He once again unleashed a storm of attacks, hurling one violent technique after another at Lin Feng.
As for Lin Feng, he simply flickered aside with his superior movement technique, easily evading the barrage. But the old man, seeing his attacks continuously miss, seemed to completely lose his mind—he no longer cared and just kept attacking frantically.
Watching the man grow more agitated and reckless, Lin Feng's lips curled slightly upward. The more anxious the opponent became, the easier it would be for him to make a mistake—and the harder it would be for him to notice what Lin Feng was really planning.
When that moment came, Lin Feng's chances of success would only rise higher. However, the old man by now was far too gone to notice the sly glint in Lin Feng's eyes.
His mind had already snapped—his entire focus consumed by the one infuriating enemy who had spent the last ten minutes teasing and taunting him with speed and evasion alone.
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