That red scratch was particularly striking on Bu Jingyun's face, completely shattering the earlier atmosphere of despair and causing him to fall from his divine altar back to the mortal realm.
“He was hurt! He actually got hurt!” someone cried out in surprise, their voice filled with irrepressible excitement.
At this moment, everyone grew excited. People only feared a boss when their health bar was hidden, but once that health bar appeared, it would turn into a carnival of slaughter.
In an instant, the morale of the Tianxia Association soared to unprecedented heights, while the Martial Alliance's morale plummeted straight to rock bottom.
“Brothers, slaughter these bastards!” A roar echoed through the skies, and everyone charged toward the Martial Alliance like a tidal wave, unstoppable wherever they went!
Bu Jingyun's face was completely grim now. Just as he was about to swing his spear, a figure appeared beside him out of nowhere, thrusting a short blade fiercely toward him.
Left with no choice, he had to deal with the immediate threat first.
The two clashed fiercely. Chen constantly closed the distance between them, preventing Bu Jingyun from utilizing his spear's range to its fullest advantage.
Gradually, Chen began to gain the upper hand. He seized the opportunity to take another step forward to close the gap between them.
But at this very step, a cold sneer played on the corner of Bu Jingyun's lips.
Chen's heart instantly sank as he realized he had fallen into a trap. Unfortunately, Bu Jingyun's movements were incredibly swift. He spun his spear half a turn, sweeping the butt of the spear upward from below.
The butt of this spear was also bladed; if he failed to dodge in time, his entire abdomen would be sliced open from bottom to top.
In his haste, Chen could only press his short blade tightly against his wrist and push downward!
As the spear struck the short blade, he felt a colossal force slam into his wrist. With a soft crack, his wrist dislocated.
Chen let out a muffled groan of pain, but the momentum did not dissipate, tossing his entire body into the air.
Up here, he had nowhere to run.
“I'm finished...” Chen's heart sank. The opponent's spear was already thrusting toward him. To his eyes, it looked like a single thrust, yet it felt as if countless spears were stabbing at him simultaneously.
First came a flash of cold light, then the spear struck like a roaring dragon!
He watched in a daze, until... his butt slammed hard onto the ground.
? He wasn't dead.
“What are you still standing there for!”
Chen turned his head to look. He saw that Chenn had wrapped his spiked iron chain around the spear, forcefully holding it back.
Brother! Chen was overjoyed. This was incredibly clutch. He quickly used his non-dislocated hand to pick up his short blade and thrust it toward Bu Jingyun's chest.
Bu Jingyun furrowed his brow and had no choice but to let go of his spear first, dodging the short blade's thrust.
The spear fell toward Chenn, who quickly caught it. He couldn't help but feel smug inside. Now that guy is empty-handed. This was the perfect chance to beat him into a pulp.
Just as he was thinking this, a figure crashed to the ground right beside him.
“Brother, I did my best,” Chen said with a helpless expression.
Chenn's expression froze. He hadn't even had time to celebrate before his brother was sent flying back.
“You couldn't even beat him with a weapon?!”
“Then how about I give you the weapon instead...”
Chenn was momentarily speechless. To be honest, he also felt that he might... just slightly... not be able to beat him either.
Seeing Bu Jingyun already closing in, Chenn hurriedly tried to untangle the spiked chain from the spear. But the moment his hand touched the shaft, a bold and absurd idea struck him.
...
...
Bu Jingyun stopped in his tracks, his facial expression undergoing a subtle shift.
From confusion -> to bewilderment -> and finally, to silence.
Chenn charged toward him with broad strides, wielding the spear. The spiked chain was still wrapped around it, with the spiked end dangling from it.
He swung it hard. The spear had an attack range of 1.3 meters, and the chain had an attack range of 2 meters. After this makeshift “enchantment,” the attack ranges of both weapons received a buff.
In other words, Chenn was launching attacks at him from three meters away.
The tide of battle completely turned. Chenn grew increasingly fierce as the fight went on, forcing Bu Jingyun to scramble and flee in all directions. Even picking up other people's weapons from the ground proved useless.
The iron chain would simply wrap around his weapon and still find a way to hit him.
Everyone present watched the two of them perform this bizarre dance, utterly amazed. To think an awesome weapon could actually be used like this!!
This farce finally neared its end during one of Bu Jingyun's missteps. Chenn closed within a few paces of him.
Hehehe. He let out an inexplicable laugh. The next moment, he raised the spear high in the air.
Everyone watched the scene intently. Was it about to end?
Even Bu Jingyun prepared himself, intending to sacrifice an arm to block this strike and preserve his life.
However, after Chenn raised the spear, he did not make any further movements for a long time.
The atmosphere grew incredibly tense. No one knew what he was doing, and even Chen couldn't fathom why his older brother had frozen.
But at this moment, the one who understood the situation best was Chenn himself.
【Hiss... holy shit.】
The exact moment he had raised the spear with such force, inertia had caused the spike at the end of the chain to whip back and stab him right in the back.
Everyone else was either positioned to his side or in front of him, so none of them saw this humiliating scene. The accidental stab made him shudder in excruciating pain, and he was currently gritting his teeth hard to bear it.
【What the... hell! Why does this thing attack its own master?!】
Bu Jingyun seemed to sense something. A flash of resolve crossed his eyes as he lunged forward, wresting the spear away, before kicking Chenn back.
Chenn was sent flying backward. Landing heavily on his back caused him to gasp in pain once more.
Chen hurriedly came over to support him, only to discover that his back was bleeding from a deep scratch.
“Brother, when did Bu Jingyun slash you?” Chen asked, completely astonished. He hadn't seen Bu Jingyun make a move at all just now.
“Uh, well, his movements were just too fast. It's only natural you couldn't see it,” Chenn explained awkwardly.
Their exchange did not affect the others. Bu Jingyun unhurriedly unraveled the iron chain and casually tossed it behind him.
With his spear back in hand, he was going to reclaim all the honor he had just lost!
“Now, it's my turn,” Bu Jingyun said coldly.
Chen and Chenn's expressions warped. They were in deep trouble now; it was their turn to be weaponless.
Seeing the two fall into a disadvantage once more, the members of the Tianxia Association grew incredibly anxious.
“Let's quickly go up and help them!”
“Yeah! We can't let the two of them face this hall master alone. We have strength in numbers, we can help!”
Watching this crowd eagerly prepare to join, Bu Jingyun only found it laughable.
“With just a bunch of tras—”
Before he could finish his sentence, the wall behind him suddenly exploded. Bricks slammed into his back, instantly sending him flying with immense force.
Chen and Chenn stood frozen in place. Was there another expert here?
“Senior, there's a door right next to us.”
“What do you know? This is how experts always make their entrance. It's called style! It's called momentum!”
Through the swirling dust, several figures slowly stepped out.
The leader had a handsome, refined face, carrying a faint, indelible air of laziness.
Jiang Moran retorted righteously, “What did we come here to do? We're here to crash a party! The core of crashing a party is the “crash,” don't you know?”
“I think Senior is right.”
“Shut up, bootlicker Zhang.”
Boom! The piled-up bricks exploded as Bu Jingyun emerged from the debris. All his elegant composure was gone; he was in a state of absolute disarray, his face covered in thick layers of dust.
“Using such underhanded tricks... Heh, do you really think this can bridge the gap in our strength?”
Bu Jingyun sneered, shaking his spear to clear the dust from his body.
Hearing this, Fengqingzi and the other two almost burst out laughing. A gap in strength... whose gap were they talking about here?
Jiang Moran sized up Bu Jingyun, the smile on his lips widening. It was time for his favorite Pokémon battle segment.
He immediately began choosing his active Pokémon.
Ning Qingzhu: Combat strength T3. She couldn't win, and even if she could, he wouldn't want to send her in anyway. ☒
Zhang Wuji: Barely touching the threshold of T1. He wouldn't win either, and sending him out would just be too embarrassing. ☒
Jiang Moran rubbed his chin in contemplation, before finally turning his gaze to Fengqingzi.
? Why are you looking at me?
“Go, Fengqingzi! Crush him!”
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