Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

When Bu Zong's leader saw this scene, the mockery on his face became even stronger, and he uttered a harsh laugh:

"Haha, Master Lingzuan's most proud work, do you think it's really broken if you break it? How naive, too naive."

After saying that, he chanted the spell again, and the stone crystal in his hand burst out with dazzling light, and powerful force raged, reassembling the broken Yiwu Kai.

"Why is there still..."

At this moment, Bai Tang and the others have reached their limit.

Bai Tang's legs were trembling, as if all his bones and muscles had been pulled out. He could only barely hold the Bell of Justice tightly with his trembling hands to support his shaky body.

"Whoosh..."

He was gasping for breath, each breath carrying a heavy "wheeze" sound. Sweat kept rolling down his forehead like a flood, mixing with blood and flowing all over his face. His eyes were full of fatigue and unwillingness, yet a trace of unyielding fire was burning stubbornly.

"Wanzi, you can't do it anymore! Haha, uh——"

Wu Song's knees softened and he fell to his knees with a plop, his hands weakly supporting the ground, his fingertips turning white from the force.

"My body can't take it anymore!"

His chest heaved violently, and every breath he took pulled at the wounds all over his body, bringing him excruciating pain. The pain twisted his brows into knots and his vision became blurred, but even so, he still forced himself to raise his head, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at Yi Wukai who had stood up again, the determination in his eyes never wavering.

"Brother, it seems Xiaoqing is going to accompany you..."

Xiaoqing leaned weakly on Dafei like a fallen leaf ravaged by the wind, her sleeves hanging limply to the ground, as if she had lost all her life.

“That’s it!”

Her eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness, tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall. Despair kept surging in her heart, but she also held a glimmer of hope for a turnaround.

"Uh-"

Dafei's body was covered with wounds, and blood had already soaked his hair. The blood kept dripping down his legs to his feet, gathering into a small pool of blood on the ground.

His body was trembling slightly, and every muscle was aching in protest, but he relied on his tenacious will to stand firm like a pine tree, protecting his companions behind him.

"My friends, I will always protect you!"

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging with force, his eyes as firm as the ground beneath his feet, and he would never bow to the desperate situation before him.

"Are they all gone? I, I can't give up!"

Mo Zi leaned against the cold wall, his body trembling slightly, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"I promised my brother that I would take good care of them..."

She looked at the reassembled Yiwu Kai and her exhausted companions. At this moment, even she, who had always been strong, felt a little despair.

The despair overwhelmed her like a tide, but deep down in her heart, she was still struggling desperately, hoping that a miracle would appear to save them from this seemingly unsolvable predicament.

The Bu Sect leader had a wanton sneer on his face, and his shrill laughter echoed in the empty space:

"Look at how miserable you are! You still want to resist? You are simply overestimating your own abilities. How can a bunch of little brats like you compete with the wisdom of Master Lingzuan? Yi Wukai's power is boundless. You are destined to die here today!"

As he spoke, he proudly shook the Time Crystal in his hand, his eyes full of contempt.

Although Bai Tang's legs were shaking, he still stood up straight and responded loudly:

"Don't get complacent! We, the Xingluo Squad, are never afraid of difficulties, and we will never bow to evil forces like you! Even if we fight to the last breath, we will protect Maotu and defeat you and this abominable Yiwu Kai!"

Although his voice was a little hoarse due to fatigue, his determination remained unchanged.

Wu Song wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and glared at him:

"Do you think you can do whatever you want with this broken machine? Justice may be late, but it will never be absent! When we regain our strength, you'll be the first one to be dealt with!"

He clenched his fists tightly, supporting himself on the ground, his knuckles turning white, revealing his inner anger and unwillingness.

Xiaoqing leaned on Dafei, her sleeves hanging limply, but she still said unyieldingly:

"Don't be so arrogant. Our strength is beyond your imagination. We will definitely avenge today's vengeance. Maotu will never fall into the hands of bad guys like you!"

There was an unyielding light in his eyes.

Da Fei groaned, trying to endure the pain in his body, and said in a muffled voice:

"You think you can stop us with just this pile of junk? Dream on! Once we recover, we'll smash this so-called masterpiece of yours to pieces!"

His eyes were firm and steady, like the ground beneath his feet.

Mo Zi leaned against the wall, speaking weakly but firmly:

"Your evil deeds will not succeed. The faith of the Xingluo Squad will never be defeated. We will definitely win!"

Although his body was extremely weak, his words revealed an unquestionable strength.

The Bu Zong leader laughed so hard listening to their "hard talk" that he fell backwards:

"What a bunch of ignorant fellows! I'll show you what true despair is!"

"Roar……"

After saying that, he chanted the spell again, and the light on Yi Wukai's body became brighter, making a deafening roar. He raised his huge paw and slowly stepped towards the five cats. A crisis came again.

"Hmm~"

Bai Tang and the others looked at each other, their eyes filled with determination to die. Even though their bodies were filled with pain and fatigue, the unwillingness to admit defeat in their bones had not diminished in the slightest.

Bai Tang used up the last of his strength, tightly grasped the Bell of Justice with both hands, and poured the remaining rhythmic force in his body into it without reservation. The light of the Bell of Justice was dim, but it flickered tenaciously, as if it was playing a battle song of counterattack.

"Sister Yun Bai..."

Wu Song held on despite his aching body, took a deep breath, mobilized his gossamer-like rhythmic power, and a hazy fiery rhythm spread all over his body. He clenched his teeth, stared at the enemy with a sharp gaze, and prepared to launch the final charge.

Xiaoqing danced with her tattered sleeves tremblingly, her slender arms like willow branches ravaged by the wind, but she still tried her best to gather the power of water to contribute to this desperate battle.

"I will never let my companions die in front of me!"

Da Fei groaned, bent his legs, and gathered the remaining earth energy in front of him, forming a shaky but tough shield to protect his companions behind him.

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Zi struggled to stand up against the wall, his body shaking, but he gritted his teeth and mobilized his weak strength, determined to share life and death with his partner.

"what--"

They roared and rushed towards Yi Wukai and Bu Zong Sect Master with an unstoppable momentum.

Just when the two sides were about to clash, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out from a distance.

Then, a flashing axe, carrying tremendous power, came swiftly like a black meteor, and at the same time, a crisp yet powerful cry was heard:

"The wind and moon are boundless!"

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(Mo Yun is present in the book circle)