"Bang!"
With a loud crash, a powerful shockwave emanated from the Blood Wolf. The binding ropes snapped, and Ma Hongjun was directly thrown away by the force.
"Heavenly Wolf Blood Crystal Transformation!"
the demon roared. His crimson fur began to crystallize, instantly transforming into chunks of blood crystal, making the wolf appear as if it were wearing a red crystal armor.
His claws also turned red, like diamonds, seemingly indestructible.
If his previous blood-red frenzy made him look like a demon, then the blood crystals now made him look like a demon god.
Ma Hongjun looked closely and noticed a spot on the wolf's waist where the blood crystals were missing—the spot where his Dragon Soul Spear had pierced.
It seemed his attack hadn't been ineffective.
Just then, Andra's massive fireball flew towards the demon, slamming into him and scattering sparks.
But…
but it seemed useless. The wolf's body, already covered in blood crystals, was completely unaffected by the flames; Andra was essentially useless.
Lin Mufeng approached, his lightning weasel extending its needle-thin claws, reaching behind the devil and pulling down on his back.
It made no sound; his claws couldn't pierce the smooth, hard crystal, barely scratching him.
The blood wolf's tail, like a whip of blood crystal, swept him away.
The rock gorilla finally charged, exchanging blows, while the two mountain tortoises, their large shells propelling them, rammed into the devil.
The four clashed, but after the blood crystal transformation, the devil's defense was too strong; Kunshan and his companions were no match and couldn't harm him.
Benson swiftly moved to the devil's feet, his serpentine body coiling around the blood wolf, his emerald green triangular head biting down, seizing the blood wolf's nape. However, his venomous fangs couldn't penetrate the blood wolf's body, only rubbing against the blood crystal; it was already good enough to restrain the blood wolf.
"A good opportunity!"
Ma Hongjun steadied himself, and while the blood wolf was briefly controlled again, he activated his soul skill and charged forward.
"Extreme Shadow Flying Dragon Spear!"
Ma Hongjun discovered that offensive-type Soul Masters, when combined with control-type and support-type Soul Masters, could truly unleash extraordinary power.
Xiao Yu's flute music provided an attack boost.
Ye Xingchen's rope arrived with him, controlling the Blood Wolf the instant it tried to break free from the Mandragora Serpent.
Ma Hongjun's Dragon Soul Spear was essentially attacking a stationary target, the spear tip precisely piercing the spot where the previous spear had struck.
"Awooo!"
The Blood Wolf howled again, but this time not from transformation, but from pain.
It forcefully broke free of the binding rope, its two wolf claws grabbing Ma Hongjun's Dragon Soul Spear, then spinning it around. Ma Hongjun was passively circling in the air, and on the third rotation, he was flung away.
The Blood Wolf went completely berserk; its blood crystal claws slashed, even the two mountain turtles couldn't withstand it and were kicked away first.
The Mandragora Serpent's head was also caught in its wolf claws, then used as a whip to lash at Andra, who was gathering a fireball in the air.
The attack swept across the battlefield, sending Ye Xingchen and his two support characters flying.
Finally, it slammed into Kunshan, who had to defend himself, but his strength only knocked him down, preventing him from flying.
The Mandragora Snake, thrown by the demon, transformed into Benson, but seemed to have lost consciousness.
At this moment, only Kunshan's gorilla remained on the battlefield, along with Ma Hongjun, who had risen again and charged forward wielding the Dragon Soul Spear.
"Gorilla, attack his waist!"
Ma Hongjun shouted, then used the Ma Family Spear Technique once more to fight the Blood Wolf.
Using Soul Skills consumed too much Soul Power, and with no one controlling the Blood Wolf, even with Ma Hongjun's powerful Dragon Spear, it was difficult to hit the same spot repeatedly. Hitting other areas would be ineffective.
It was better to use his familiar basic spear techniques, attacking its wounds. Even with less force, a direct hit would be far more effective than using Soul Skills to hit other areas.
Without the boost from the flute, the attack power decreased significantly, but Blood Wolf was also severely injured; his speed slowed, and his strength weakened considerably.
Kunshan saw the wound on Blood Wolf's abdomen, endured the pain, and stood up with renewed vigor.
Kunshan then launched the main attack from the left front, while Ma Hongjun attacked from the right rear with his spear.
With their combined efforts, they inflicted several more blows on Blood Wolf's wound.
"Shameless brat!"
the devil said angrily.
"Hmph, you're about to give up!"
Ma Hongjun sneered.
"Little gorilla, you're in the way!"
"Watch out!"
Ignoring Ma Hongjun's attack, the devil raised his wolf head and rammed into Kunshan.
Ma Hongjun had experienced the impact of the devil's wolf head before. But it was clearly too late to warn him.
Kunshan was sent flying, unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed.
Taking advantage of this opening, Ma Hongjun unleashed the most violent move in the Ma family spear technique.
"Spear Hammer!"
The Dragon Soul Spear, like a hammer, slammed down from the sky, striking Blood Wolf's neck precisely.
"Since I can't pierce it, I'll smash it!"
This was Ma Hongjun's idea. His blood crystal defense was too strong to pierce. But the spear hammer, due to the spear's elasticity, had a penetrating effect when the spearhead struck, penetrating through a layer to reach the inside. Blood
Wolf was smashed to the ground, his blood crystal finally disappearing, and his Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill cooling down.
"Good lad, I underestimated you."
The situation was now one-on-one, but Ma Hongjun wasn't worried because, apart from the high consumption of soul power, his condition was better than the Devil's.
It was time to test their physical strength again, but this time, Blood Wolf already had a large spear hole in his waist, still bleeding.
"Admit defeat, you alone are no match for me,"
the Devil said calmly.
"Haha!"
Ma Hongjun laughed loudly. He had been somewhat worried before, but now, hearing the Devil's words, he felt confident.
Although he didn't know much about the Devil, judging from his initial behavior, he would never negotiate with you. Whether you submitted or not, he would beat you up first.
Now, he was actually asking Ma Hongjun to admit defeat, proving that he was at his last gasp.
"Red Wolf, you'd better admit defeat, or I'll beat you up badly later."
"What, kid, you think I'll lose? What the hell is Red Wolf?"
"I don't think, I'm sure.
As for Red Wolf, well... it means she-wolf, I guess."
"You dare insult me!"
Upon hearing "she-wolf," the Devil immediately bristled with rage, letting out a loud scream and charging forward, wildly swinging his claws.
"You really are like a she-wolf!"
Ma Hongjun continued to provoke him.
He felt that the Devil was the kind of wild, masculine man, somewhat similar to the tough, wolf-like warrior from his previous life.
So, calling him a woman would easily ignite his anger.
This was also Ma Hongjun's psychological warfare tactic. Now that Blood Wolf was injured, his speed had slowed down, and his burst of power wasn't strong, so he wasn't afraid of provoking him. But his strength remained formidable, so Ma Hongjun tried to provoke his sanity. While this only fueled his rage, it also exposed more of his weaknesses.
The Dragon Soul Spear shifted and changed shape constantly, impossible for the wolf's claws to grasp. Without the protection of the Blood Crystal, the Blood Wolf was utterly defenseless against the Dragon Soul Spear's sharpness.
Finally, after a period of exhaustion, Ma Hongjun's Dragon Soul Spear pressed against the Blood Wolf's neck.
The Blood Wolf vanished, transforming into the Demon Teacher Chu. His clothes were now tattered, a large hole in his abdomen, and numerous small wounds on his body—all marks left by the Dragon Soul Spear.
Teacher Chu looked up at Ma Hongjun, the cold tip of the Dragon Soul Spear pressed against his neck.
His eyes were unfocused, a dazed expression on his face, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him.
It was as if a once-powerful figure had fallen from grace, a king had crumbled, a fleeting flower had withered!
The demon's expression relaxed, and he calmly said,
"I lost!"