Zhang Ergou stared at Hua Ying with blood-red eyes, like a wild beast.
Having grown up eating from many families, Zhang Ergou had always been sensitive about his identity.
When he was a child, during a fight with other children, the other party called him a little bastard.
Zhang Ergou directly bit off half of that child's ear and knocked out two of his teeth, though he himself was not lightly injured.
But since then, no one dared to call Zhang Ergou "little bastard" again.
Hearing those three words from Hua Ying's mouth today, Zhang Ergou was enraged.
He stuffed a Qi Condensing Pill into his mouth, executed the Shadow Illusion, and with a flash, Zhang Ergou closed in on Hua Ying.
In close combat, after the Heavenly Phoenix Body Tempering, Zhang Ergou's physical body was incredibly tough.
He unleashed Lion's Roar, and with instant, bone-jarring blows, Hua Ying was soon struck in several places by Zhang Ergou.
Covering his chest, Zhang Ergou's groin kick went straight for his lower body.
Protecting his lower half, Zhang Ergou's fists and elbows struck his face and chest. In an instant, Hua Ying became flustered.
He had not, like Zhang Ergou, also cultivated skills like Lion's Roar, which were so suitable for close-quarters combat.
Zhang Ergou, at this moment, was like an emotionless beast. His fierce attacks made Hua Ying struggle to cope.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Punch after punch landed, Zhang Ergou's all-out fighting style stunned the three onlookers.
"What is Zhang Ergou on? Why has he suddenly become so frenzied?"
The chubby Xiong Bao's mouth hung open, his food forgotten.
"I think I heard that pretty boy call Ergou a little bastard, and then Ergou went berserk."
Zi Lin shook her head, also not understanding why Zhang Ergou had suddenly exploded.
This suicidal fighting style was something they had never seen before. Zhang Ergou had completely abandoned defense, entangled with Hua Ying.
He was like a ferocious lion descending from the mountain, his moves bizarre and swift, with grabs, tears, slaps, and elbow strikes appearing endlessly.
Every joint in his body, his hands, feet, shoulders, and knees became weapons for him to attack Hua Ying.
His extremely overbearing close-quarters combat skills, combined with the extreme speed of Shadow Illusion, made the flustered Hua Ying even more vulnerable.
"Is this still the strength of an early Foundation Establishment cultivator? How does he possess such exquisite and overbearing close-quarters combat skills?"
Not far away, Ling Feng'er frowned slightly, her face filled with disbelief.
Compared to the three onlookers, Hua Ying, who was in direct combat with Zhang Ergou, felt a tempestuous storm brewing within him.
Only after truly engaging in close-quarters combat with Zhang Ergou did he realize that Zhang Ergou was far stronger than an ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivator.
This was not solely due to Zhang Ergou's profound speed and movement techniques and close-quarters combat skills.
It was also due to Zhang Ergou's inexhaustible spiritual energy, which was not something an ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivator possessed.
Fighting until now, Hua Ying was covered in handprints and footprints, gasping for breath. Even though he was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, his spiritual energy was starting to falter from the exertion.
But Zhang Ergou seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment, looking nothing like an early Foundation Establishment cultivator!
However, as a true disciple of a peak master of the Liuhai Sect, Hua Ying was not one to be trifled with. After a brief setback,
as Zhang Ergou prepared to close in again, he flashed back and repelled Zhang Ergou with a palm strike from a distance, causing him to spit blood.
Swish!
A black pill was flicked out by Zhang Ergou as he retreated, flying directly towards Hua Ying's face.
Puff!
As the black pill reached Hua Ying, it exploded, revealing that Zhang Ergou had infused it with hidden force.
"Scoundrel! You actually used poison!" Hua Ying immediately felt something was wrong and hurriedly held his breath.
But it was too late. The exploding poison pill turned into powder, which he had already inhaled into his lungs.
Soon, Hua Ying felt something amiss. His body refused to obey his commands, and he couldn't even mobilize his spiritual energy.
"Poison pill? How does he have a poison pill from the Poison Sect?" Ling Feng'er's brows furrowed tightly, her curiosity about Zhang Ergou's identity deepening.
"Little bastard, actually using a poison pill, it seems I wasn't wrong about you!" Hua Ying's hair was disheveled, his face contorted as he glared at Zhang Ergou.
"If I didn't have some life-saving techniques, I would have really been tricked by you, you little bastard," Hua Ying said coldly, his tone filled with chilling killing intent.
"The poison pill didn't work on you. Pretty boy, I have to admit, you're really lucky!" Although surprised in his heart, Zhang Ergou's expression remained unchanged.
"Hmph! Do you think you, a little bastard, can kill me? Cultivate for another twenty years!"
Hua Ying roared, "Die, little bastard!"
With that, an ice arrow shot out rapidly from his sleeve, heading straight for Zhang Ergou's face. Suxiaoxiao.com
As the ice arrow advanced, it condensed the surrounding air, indicating its extremely low temperature.
In a hurry, Zhang Ergou raised his Ghost Spear, Tianwen, to block.
Clang!
The ice arrow struck the spear, emitting a ringing sound. Zhang Ergou was also forced to retreat repeatedly.
It seemed Hua Ying had not only many life-saving methods but also a continuous stream of killing moves. Even the ice arrow shot from his sleeve just now caught Zhang Ergou by surprise.
Indeed, after cultivating for a long time, one possessed more tricks than himself.
Zhang Ergou's cultivated skills and magical techniques were pitifully few.
After repelling Zhang Ergou with an ice arrow, Hua Ying did not stop. Ice arrows rained down on Zhang Ergou.
It was becoming difficult to block them with Ghost Spear, Tianwen.
"Spiritual Fire, appear!" Zhang Ergou shouted, immediately summoning his spiritual fire, which condensed into a giant fire whip and lashed out at the ice arrows.
"What kind of fire is that? It has such great power?" Ling Feng'er's eyes widened, staring intently at Zhang Ergou's endless array of tricks.
The ice arrows unleashed by Hua Ying were like mice encountering a cat; the moment they touched the fire whip, they scattered as if they had never existed.
"What? A corporeal fire!" Hua Ying was immediately shocked. When Zhang Ergou had used the Fire Spirit Fist before, he had assumed Zhang Ergou was merely a fire-element spiritual root cultivator.
Now, it seemed there was a corporeal fire within Zhang Ergou!
"Little bastard, you really surprise me. I didn't expect you to have such a means!" Hua Ying retreated while fighting.
Judging by his posture, he was already contemplating escape.
"Pretty boy, your ancestor has many more secret arts. Do you want to see them all!"
Whipping the fire, Zhang Ergou strode forward. The fire whip moved with his will, instantly extending by another zhang, scaring the opposing Hua Ying into repeatedly retreating.
"Little bastard, don't be arrogant. I'll remember this grudge today, and I will repay it twofold in the future!"
He fiercely unleashed countless ice arrows.
With a turn, Hua Ying actually fled...
Watching Hua Ying's retreating back, Zhang Ergou did not immediately pursue. After fighting with Hua Ying for so long, he was also not feeling well.
After all, the difference in their cultivation levels was vast. Even though Zhang Ergou possessed a sea of dantian that supplied him with an inexhaustible source of spiritual energy,
the consumption from fighting Hua Ying was still immense.
As Hua Ying's figure disappeared, Zhang Ergou's face wore a solemn expression.
When he turned around, a wave of weakness washed over him. He stumbled a few steps and almost fell.
"Ergou, are you alright?"
The chubby Xiong Bao rushed forward, supporting Zhang Ergou.