“Chen Ping…”
Zi Yuan stepped forward to block Chen Ping. Although she knew Chen Ping’s strength was formidable too, that Jun Bu Hui was too powerful, especially with his command of spatial origin, which was a lethal trump card.
If he trapped her opponent in space, it would be tantamount to sending him to his death for nothing.
“Do not worry, I will be fine!” Chen Ping gave Zi Yuan a slight smile.
Seeing the way Chen Ping and Zi Yuan looked at each other, Wu Hao instantly understood what had happened between them.
That mutual gaze was clearly the kind that came after breaking through the final taboo.
Daoist Wuji looked at Chen Ping and Zi Yuan and could not help sighing. Chen Ping was affectionate everywhere, and he had no way to watch over his disciple for him.
Hu Mazi then stepped forward and whispered to Chen Ping, “Chen Ping, if you are going to fight that Jun Bu Hui, do you want me to secretly get you a couple of talisman charms?”
“No need. To deal with this little brat, there is no call for playing dirty.”
Chen Ping laughed.
“Alright then, be careful yourself.” After Hu Mazi finished speaking, he said with a face full of teasing, “You and this Zi Yuan, do you have something going on? The way you two look at each other is not quite right.”
“No, we have not broken through the final step yet.”
Chen Ping shook his head.
“That cannot be. I saw the way Zi Yuan looks at you. It is clearly as if you have had intimate contact, and she sees herself as your woman too.”
Hu Mazi was somewhat disbelieving. After all, he was very accurate at reading people in this regard, especially women.
“It is true, we have not. But I did lick her…”
Chen Ping said somewhat embarrassedly.
“Fuck…” Hu Mazi was stunned for a moment, then stuck up his thumb. “You play it really fancy. Admirable, admirable…”
“If you want to die, then hurry up. What are you dawdling for?”
Jun Bu Hui was getting impatient.
Chen Ping walked up to Jun Bu Hui with a face full of cold laughter. “I generally do not like hitting children, but today, I am making an exception…”
After speaking, without waiting for Jun Bu Hui to open his mouth, Chen Ping smashed a fist over.
“Holy Light Fist…”
This fist instantly erupted with dazzling golden light. Chen Ping’s fist grew to the size of a small mountain.
The moment the golden light flared up, the battlefield was enveloped in blinding brightness. Chen Ping’s fist, like a small mountain, carried whistling gusts of wind straight towards Jun Bu Hui’s face.
Jun Bu Hui’s pupils contracted slightly. Though startled, he did not panic. His figure abruptly floated back several zhang, narrowly and perilously dodging this heavy punch.
The fist smashed into empty air. With a “boom”, a massive crater over a zhang deep was instantly smashed into the ground. Shattered stones flew, and smoke and dust filled the air.
“A bit interesting.”
Jun Bu Hui patted the dust from the hem of his robe. A grave expression appeared on his youthful face for the first time. “No wonder you dare to spout such arrogance. You have a bit more strength than that half-beast Ming Wang.”
Chen Ping sneered. His footwork shifted under him, and his figure closed in on Jun Bu Hui like a ghost. Fists followed one after another.
Each fist was wrapped in brilliant golden light. The fist winds were as sharp as knives, forcing Jun Bu Hui to keep dodging.
His punching speed was extremely fast, almost impossible to track with the naked eye. One could only see golden afterimages weaving through the battlefield, like a dense, impenetrable net that firmly enveloped Jun Bu Hui.
“So fast!”
On the halfway up the mountain, Han Lie cried out in surprise. “Fellow Daoist Chen’s speed is not the least bit inferior to Jun Bu Hui’s!”
Zi Yuan tightly clutched the hem of her clothes. Her eyes were full of worry, yet they also held a trace of certainty. She had seen Chen Ping’s strength and knew he was no reckless fool.
Wu Hao stroked his beard. The despair on his face gradually faded, replaced by a glimmer of hope. “This Chen Ping is indeed hiding his depths. Perhaps he really can defeat Jun Bu Hui!”
In the battlefield, after Jun Bu Hui continuously dodged dozens of punches, he was finally grazed on the shoulder by one.
Golden spiritual energy instantly invaded his body. He let out a muffled grunt and staggered back two steps. The clothing on his shoulder was burned with a black hole, and a faint smell of scorching filled the air.
