Absolute Gate

Chapter 41 Physique Explodes
Fei Peng finally arrived. Wu Zhong sensed the danger and hurriedly fired the purple-melting bullet that he had originally prepared for Ya Bai at Fei Peng.

"state!"

Fei Peng spun around in mid-air like a spinning top, actually using the wooden stick behind him to deflect the purple molten bullet.

"Huh?" Wu Zhong was stunned. This works?
Of course, Fei Peng was in so much pain that he grimaced.

He glared at Wu Zhong with resentment, his figure flashed forward, and he struck out with a furious palm strike in mid-air!
"boom!"

Wu Zhong tried to block with his arm, but was still blasted away by the force and coughed up blood on the spot.

With a thud, he slammed against the wall and slipped, feeling dizzy and breathless, seeing stars.

"This guy is still very strong..."

Wu was in excruciating pain at the severed arm, and wanted to cry but had no tears. He had just fought back against Yabai when Feipeng came again.

Although Fei Peng was hit by the forced laughter and the sword in his anus, causing him great pain, it only made his power control intermittent and not smooth, rather than completely losing his fighting ability.

Now that Fei Peng has recovered, he is no match for him.

"Pfft... Although the cell activity is six times higher, the chest cavity is still sunken, and the broken bones haven't been reconnected..."

Only when Wu was in the present situation did he finally understand why Luo Yi had said that "repetition of mental illness is more useful".

After all, when you're seriously injured, what's more important than healing?

Unfortunately, the probability of me having insomnia after that desperate counterattack was just too low.

Otherwise, if a round of treatment is administered, the situation will be very different.

Now, thanks to the surge in cell activity, the severed arm is no longer as sluggish as before, and it no longer needs the other hand to support it.

However, it has not truly healed. Otherwise, if the purple melting bombs had been fired in quick succession, the cliff cypress would have died long ago, and there would be no need to fear the flying tumbleweed.

"Hoo hoo hoo... Ha ha ha..."

Fei Peng struck Wu Zhong with a heavy blow, then stopped to catch his breath and couldn't help but laugh.

Actually, the sword in the anus was alright, but the mad laughter was too uncomfortable. After all, he was the incarnation of the martial arts side, and he needed to regulate his breathing to circulate his internal energy.

His laughter was so intense that his breathing became disordered, and he was almost out of breath, making it difficult for him to use his internal energy continuously.

"Oh ho ho... Why can't I pull it out... Hahaha... Why can't I pull it out!"

Wu Zhong leaned against the wall: "My attack is 'unhealable,' only I can cure it..."

He used the same theories he used to deceive the cliff cypress, speaking eloquently and claiming that only he could pull out the sword from the anus.

Only the treatment he used could heal the wounds he had caused.

Upon hearing these familiar words, the cypress tree, which had suffered a loss, was startled awake from its deathbed.

"Waaaaah! Hmm hmm hmm!"

Ya Bai glared at Wu Zhong, while also trying to warn Fei Peng not to listen to Wu Zhong's nonsense and give him another chance to fall into his trap.

Just kidding, Wu Zhong should have died long ago, but he keeps coming back to life.

He launched a counterattack against Fei Peng once, causing Fei Peng to end up like this. He also counterattacked Ya Bai twice, almost causing him to die here.

We really can't let this kid lead us by the nose anymore, or they'll both be playing us to death!
However, at this moment, the cliff cypress's mouth was tightly shut, making it difficult for it to speak, and the sounds it made were muffled and indistinct.

Fei Peng couldn't understand.

"Yabai, what's wrong with you? Open your mouth."

Yabai rolled his eyes. If he could open his mouth, wouldn't he have already done so?

He pointed to his mouth and then to Wu Zhong.

Fei Peng asked with surprise and doubt, "What did you do to him? You have a silencing ability?"

Wu Zhong smirked: "I told you, no one can change the injuries I caused."

“I broke his mouth, so naturally he can’t speak.”

Fei Peng nodded, and it was indeed true. He had tried everything he could to deal with the wound in front of him and the sword in his back, but he couldn't.

Wu Zhong is absolutely right.

Fei Peng then laughed wildly and demanded that Wu Zhong pull out the wooden stick so that he could heal his wounds and be released; otherwise, he would kill him.

Wu Zhong said weakly, "Even if I pull it out, you'll still kill me... Do you think I'm stupid?"

Fei Peng laughed wildly and said: No, he would never allow himself to acquire any potentially dangerous traits.

Wu Zhong grinned and said, "I can't believe you..."

"Unless you give me some medicine to treat my wounds first."

"I need to at least have some room to fight back, otherwise I'll just be a fish to be slaughtered."

Fei Peng thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

He hadn't witnessed how the cliff cypress had fallen into such a miserable state; he was only thinking about his own condition and how he had to be cured.

Even if we treat Wu Zhong, what difference will it make? Wu Zhong's strength is just so-so; he just has some strange, incurable methods.

"Ugh! Mmm!" the cliff cypress urged urgently.

But Fei Peng wouldn't listen. No matter who was in the front and back, still laughing wildly, he would still make the same choice.

"Okay." Fei Peng immediately took out a bottle of foam spray and sprayed a lot of bubbles on Wu Zhong's arms and chest.

Wu Zhong suddenly felt a strong sense of coolness and comfort sweep over his entire body.

The medicine felt similar to the ointment Xia Heng had given him before; soon his breathing became much easier.

"Alright? Hahaha, pull it out already! Hahaha!"

Fei Peng urged him impatiently, turning his body to look at him.

Wu Zhong felt a tingling sensation at the site of his severed arm: "Wait a little longer, my hand is still broken, I can't use it."

Fei Peng frowned. He had cut off one of Wu Zhong's arms, and the other arm was almost twisted into a pretzel shape, clearly broken as well.

His foam healing medicine wasn't that miraculous; usually, these kinds of injuries take at least one or two hours to heal.

It would take at least ten minutes for the broken hand to be able to lift up.

"No, waiting until your arm heals is too long."

"Use your foot to pull it out for me first."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong slowly lifted his foot, genuinely intending to help him pull it out.

While the "Sword in the Anus" move may seem brutal, it is actually not very harmful to skilled fighters; its main drawback is its extreme humiliation.

Why not remove it for him? That would gain his trust. He needs time to recover with the help of the medicine.

However, just as he raised his legs and touched the stick, about to have it pulled off, he was about to be pulled away.

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly, the cliff cypress exerted its strength and stood up abruptly.

"what?"

Wu Zhong's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Was this even human?

So much blood was lost, the heart was ruptured, half of the lungs were ruptured, the buttocks were torn open, the abdomen was ripped open, the internal organs were a mess... and the hair had inexplicably turned white.

This guy can actually stand up!
Judging from this posture, he intends to come and end it himself.

Damn it, so close, so very close!

"Stop him! He's going to kill me!" Wu Zhong shouted.

Fei Peng frowned: "Haha, Cliff Cypress, don't sacrifice your lifespan, hahaha."

Ignoring everything else, the cliff cypress lunged straight at him and delivered a powerful kick.

Wu had no choice but to reveal the extent of his injury and raise his arm to block.

"clang!"

Wu Zhong scraped several meters across the ground, and at the same time, he stopped trying to pull out the sword from his anus.

As he was being parried and sent flying, he simply kicked out with both legs with all his might!
So much so that the wooden stick, which was barely touching the pants, suddenly went in a bit!
"Ugh! Hahohoho!" Fei Peng's eyes widened, and he immediately knelt down. He wanted to use his internal energy to heal his injuries, but he was forced to laugh wildly, and his energy was in disarray.

Enraged, the cliff cypress kicked out again with a whooshing sound: "Hmph!"

"Are you cheating?" Wu Zhong was filled with despair.

Even with three times the physical strength, it still wasn't enough. This guy, Yabai, is now at least seven or eight times stronger, and he possesses an unbelievable ability to control himself when near death.

"So close..."

"Wait, what are Xia Heng and Luo Yi doing? I'm fighting two against one, and they're fighting two against one, aren't they done yet?"

Just when Wu Zhong could only lie prone to defend against the headshot, taking the hit head-on...
Suddenly, the bluestone slabs on the ground burst open, and a stone tablet rose up to block the attack.

At the same time, sharp rocks pierced the lower part of the cliff cypress.

With a soft thud, it rammed into the bloody hole that Wu Zhong had previously blasted open.

"Ughhhhh!" the cliff cypress cried out in pain, though it kept its mouth shut and howled in silence!

This was a devastating blow that Yangchunsha had never suffered before.

The woman, holding a leather book, rose from the ground stepping on a stone platform. She was covered in dust and her eyes were filled with madness.

Although her magic was harmless and not intended for combat, the cliff cypress was covered in wounds, all of which were incurable.

Even if the hole cannot be repaired, and the stone slab has low damage and is mild, it is still a serious injury to the internal organs.

"De Biao!"

Wu's hope was rekindled: "I'm begging you, Debiao!"

"You can do it, you can beat him! He's about to give up."

Wu Zhong is now nearing his limit, and the cliff cypress is at the end of its rope.

As for Fei Peng, he fared even worse. The wooden stick went in halfway, and he nearly went into a qi deviation while practicing his internal energy amidst his maniacal laughter.

Yang Chunsha was the only one in good condition; apart from a broken arm, she was almost completely uninjured.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Yang Chunsha, with a mad look in his eyes, stood at the forefront, enveloped by rock and soil, spreading into the flowering buttocks of the cliff cypress.

Unfortunately, the kinetic energy was only enough to insert, not enough to penetrate.

"You're asking for it! You forced me to this!" Fei Peng roared, no longer thinking about healing his wounds.

He pointed his fingers like a knife, and the sword's edge enveloped and shattered the stone slabs blocking his path.

Rumble!
His face was flushed, his neck was thick, his veins were bulging, and chaotic energy surged from his body, causing his clothes to billow even without wind.

But suddenly the ground gave way beneath his feet, and a huge depression appeared in the ground, causing him and the cliff cypress to fall in.

At the same time, Yang Chunsha waved his hand, and the rocks and soil surged and buried the land.

The cliff cypress was buried alive a second time, still covered in tumbleweed.

This time, Yangchunsha had made advance preparations by digging tunnels and burying the sand even deeper!

"Come on!"

Yang Chunsha maintained her magic to suppress the two while helping Wu Zhong up.

Wu Zhong smiled weakly: "De Biao! Why are you back again?"

Yang Chunsha gritted her teeth and said, "Hmph, I didn't leave."

He had just left Wu Zhong and turned the corner, intending to leave, but upon hearing Wu Zhong's words to the enemy asking him to let him go, he stopped.

She secretly watched the whole thing and thought Wu Zhong was doomed, but he unexpectedly launched a counterattack against Ya Bai.

Unfortunately, Fei Peng arrived again. Seeing that he was struggling and desperate against two opponents, and that he was just one step away from winning, Wu Zhong was just one step away from winning!

So Yang Chunsha circled back and used her expertise in tunnel-digging magic to dive underground.

Suddenly, it appeared and buried the cliff cypress flying roc alive. The rocks and soil inside were constantly compressing, which should have killed the opponent.

With her help, Wu staggered away.

But he walked very slowly, suffering severe injuries to his arms, ribs, and waist, as well as internal organs.

"Hurry up, they're not dead yet..." Yang Chunsha suddenly turned around in fear.

The rocks and soil rose and fell, like a heart beating.

"puff!"

Wu vomited blood and could barely stand.

Just then, a muffled thud came from underground.

The two were electrocuted the moment they took a step, and then the stone slab that had been suppressing them exploded, revealing a hand emerging from the ground.

Wu Zhong's eyes widened: "De Biao... I'll pass on to you... I'll pass on to you the Mad Blood..."

Yang Chunsha was delighted upon hearing this: "Great!"

Wu Zhong immediately bit her arm. Yang Chunsha frowned. It was a broken arm, which was already in pain, so this bite wouldn't hurt.

And immediately afterwards, a feeling of exhilaration swept through my entire body.

She felt a jolt throughout her body, as if all her cells were being renewed, and a tremendous force was generated spontaneously.

The five senses are clear and the blood and energy are vigorous.

She became a member of the Mad Blood Clan, with twice the physical strength of a normal person.

Yang Chunsha straightened her chest and felt full of energy!
Suddenly raising both hands high, she exclaimed triumphantly, "I am invincible!"

Wu Zhong's pupils contracted. "What the hell is wrong with her?" He quickly took another breath and stripped her of her attributes.

"Huh?" Yang Chunsha asked blankly, "What are you doing...?"

Suddenly, another wave of exhilaration swept through my body.

"Oh ho ho ho..." She felt a little better this time, but it was still very strange.

His shoulders hunched, and he looked furtive and suspicious, as if he were very cold. He hugged his arms and rubbed them, his whole demeanor anxious and restless: "Don't touch me! Stay away from me!"

She pushed Wu Zhong, who sighed, forcibly grabbed her, and with one breath and one exhale, gave her a new illness.

Yang Chunsha was no longer anxious; she just looked around curiously and then reached out to touch it.

"What is this? It's so beautiful..."

She plucked at something with her fingers, as if grasping a thread, one by one, counting things invisible in the air.

"Can you talk to me?" Wu Zhong asked.

Yang Chunsha nodded: "Ah? Sure. No, look at this first! Oh no, could this be an illusion?"

Her eyes kept glancing upwards, her mouth agape: "So big...so big! Look!"

Yang Chunsha freed one hand and shook Wu Zhong wildly, as if he had seen some magnificent spectacle.

Wu scratched his head, then grabbed her and sucked on her again, trying to draw the illness away.

He's testing himself to see what kind of mental illness he has, and incidentally testing his physical fitness as well.

The first one is a mental illness that was randomly generated by Chu Yong Ya Bai. Judging from the symptoms, it should be paranoia or multiple personality disorder.

The second one is randomly generated from the initial embrace of Yangchun Sand, which may be some kind of bipolar disorder or extremely severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The third one is the second stage of the initial absorption of the previous one, which is brushed out by the Yangchun Sand, and it is obviously a hallucination symptom.

After embracing Yangchunsha three times and inhaling it three times, Wu Zhong's physical abilities were tripled.

At this moment, his attributes are six times that of an ordinary person, and his cell activity is twelve times greater!
This physique is already equal to Luo Yi's.

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　P.S.: Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)