Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Whoo~"

The surrounding buildings had long been riddled with holes under the continuous impact of the aftermath of the previous battle. The ruins cast twisted and strange shadows under the dim and depressing sky. The entire space was filled with a suffocating atmosphere, as if even the air was solidified by this breath.

"As expected of the Sect Master, your strength is so formidable!"

Mingyue stood in front of the formation, her brows tightly furrowed, her eyes closed, and beads of sweat on her forehead continuously sliding down her slightly pale cheeks.

"The attack cannot stop..."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and quickly crossed her hands in front of her, forming strange and complex hand seals.

"Weng~"

As she moved, the originally dead grass and trees around her seemed to be injected with a mysterious and powerful force. They instantly became full of vitality and began to twist violently, making rustling sounds and seem to be roaring softly.

"Heaven Cage and Earth Bind!"

Mingyue shouted softly. Although her voice was not loud, it revealed an unquestionable firmness and strength.

"call--"

In an instant, thick vines broke out of the ground in all directions. They entwined and intertwined with each other, like a group of well-trained warriors, and pounced towards Feng Wuji swiftly.

"call out……"

These vines drew arcs in the air with sharp sounds of breaking wind. Wherever they went, deep grooves were carved into the ground and the soil was rolled up.

The air was filled with the freshness of plants and the tense atmosphere of an impending war. The two scents intertwined, forming a strange and depressing atmosphere.

"With just these few tricks, you think you can trap me? That's just wishful thinking!"

Feng Wuji sensed the attack and raised his head to let out a mocking laugh.

His laughter was like rolling thunder, shaking the surrounding ruins and trembling, as if they would completely collapse and turn into a pile of ruins in the next second.

The laughter resounded wildly in the empty and silent battlefield, carrying endless contempt, as if to completely crush the weak fighting spirit of the crowd.

"Come on, come on!"

The chaotic purple-brown rhythmic energy around Feng Wuji surged wildly, like a turbulent black undercurrent, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction.

"Just let me see!"

He struggled violently, and a powerful force burst out instantly. In the face of this force, the originally tough vines broke like fragile silk threads, turning into countless fragments, which scattered weakly to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"It's too weak, it's totally vulnerable."

Feng Wuji looked at Mingyue, the sarcasm on his face became even stronger, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking her arrogance. The look in his eyes was as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

"This is how Chaos turns all cat people into darkness!"

When Bai Tang witnessed this scene, the rage in his heart burned fiercely, almost swallowing him whole.

"I will never, ever forgive you!"

His eyes burned with unyielding flames, and the golden rhythmic energy around him surged and rolled like a volcano about to erupt. The momentum was astonishing, and the surrounding air was distorted by his rhythmic energy.

Bai Tang jumped high, raised the Bell of Justice above his head, and swung it with all his strength.

"Feng Wuji..."

The bell body burst into an extremely dazzling golden light, the light was like a scorching sun hanging high in the sky, so bright that people could hardly open their eyes. The light seemed to contain endless hope and strength.

"Don't be so proud, today is your end! Run Long!"

Bai Tang's roar resounded through the sky like a huge bell, and as he moved, a majestic golden dragon of light roared out.

The light dragon has a huge body, and its whiskers dance freely in the wind. Every scale sparkles with brilliant golden light, exuding a sacred and powerful aura.

"Hum..."

Feng Wuji raised his right leg high in a disdainful sneer, carrying with him a chaotic purple-brown rhythmic force. That rhythmic force was like a surging black undercurrent, containing a terrifying power to destroy everything, as if it could devour everything in the world.

"Unbelievable!"

Feng Wuji shouted coldly, and his leg whistled like an indestructible blade, slashing directly towards the light dragon.

"Click..."

In an instant, the light dragon shattered like fragile glass the moment it came into contact with the leg wind, turning into countless golden light spots and dissipating in the air filled with smoke and dust, leaving only a burst of golden powder that slowly fell.

"Come and fight me again if you dare!"

Seeing this, Wu Song's eyes turned red and he was furious.

"boom……"

The veins on his hands bulged as he gripped the Flame Tiger Stick tightly. His knuckles turned white from the force, as if he was trying to crush the Flame Tiger Stick.

On the stick, flames burned fiercely, and the scorching temperature rose rapidly. The surrounding air was distorted by the heat, like a broken mirror, and the light was refracted and scattered in it, forming a strange light and shadow effect.

"Fire Judge!" Wu Song shouted, his voice like thunder.

Countless sparks flew towards Feng Wuji like arrows.

These Mars seemed to be endowed with life, drawing hot and dazzling tracks in the sky. Wherever they passed, the ground was burned into deep charred pits. The pungent smell of burning filled the air, mixed with the smell of gunpowder from the battlefield, making people want to vomit.

"What's wrong with you, kid? You're so easily controlled by anger!"

Feng Wuji was not in a hurry. His body twisted flexibly in the air, his movements were smooth and graceful, as if he was not fighting, but performing a gorgeous dance.

"Boring, really boring..."

The chaotic rhythmic energy around him formed an invisible shield. The moment the sparks touched the shield, they made a "sizzling" sound and were instantly evaporated, turning into wisps of green smoke and disappearing without a trace.

"This kind of attack isn't even enough to tickle me."

He sneered contemptuously, his tone full of sarcasm, as if Wu Song's attack was nothing more than a child's play in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

"Da Fei, let's do it again!"

Xiaoqing and Dafei took this opportunity to join forces again.

Xiaoqing's sleeves danced gracefully in the air, like two winding water snakes. The airflow brought up by the sleeves formed small whirlwinds.

She raised her delicate hand and said softly:

"Lingshuang Arrow!"

Countless ice spikes shot towards Feng Wuji. These ice spikes were extremely sharp, flashing a cold light in the dim light, bringing a biting chill. Wherever they went, the air seemed to be frozen, forming a thin layer of frost.

Da Fei roared to the sky, his voice shaking the whole area.

"Ba She Tun Xiang!"

His body swelled up instantly, his muscles bulged high, and he was filled with a terrifying sense of power.

"call out……"

The huge fist was wrapped in a strong gust of wind, like a powerful cannonball, carrying a thousand pounds of force, closely following the ice spike, and smashed towards Feng Wuji. A dull whistling sound came from the air.

"Huh? You're still trying to sneak attack!"

A cold light flashed in Feng Wuji's eyes, like a cold meteor streaking across the night sky:

"The guy who doesn't know how to live or die!"

His legs kicked out alternately as fast as a storm, and the wind from his legs formed an impenetrable defensive net.

"boom!"

The ice spikes were kicked into pieces, turning into crystal-clear ice chips all over the sky, sparkling with colorful light in the dim light, like a gorgeous and poignant rain of ice flowers.

"The little fatty's strength is pretty good, but his speed is a bit disappointing..."

He easily blocked Da Fei's punch, and then he kicked Da Fei, sending him flying backwards.

"boom!"

Da Fei was like a falling meteor, drawing a long arc in the sky and falling heavily on a broken wall in the distance.

"Uh……"

The wall couldn't bear the weight and collapsed in an instant, raising a cloud of dust that lingered for a long time, as if casting a veil of sadness over Dafei's failure.

"You guys think you can challenge me? That's a joke."

Feng Wuji's voice rang out again, full of arrogance and disdain, as if the whole world was at his feet and no one was invincible.

"Don't be so proud!"

Mingyue activated her skill again. She bit her lower lip tightly, and the power of rhythm surged around her body.

"Herbal Sword!"

In an instant, a long sword formed of emerald green plants appeared in her hand, and the sword emitted a faint fluorescence, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

"call out……"

She held a long sword in her hand, tapped the ground lightly with her feet, and rushed towards Feng Wuji. Her sword moves were sharp, with a whistling sound that cut through the air.

"Everyone is working hard, I can't just sit there like a loser!"

Seeing this, Bai Tang's anger burned even more fiercely.

He took a deep breath and gathered his rhythmic power again. Golden light surged wildly around him. There seemed to be countless runes flashing in the light, which was the symbol of his power.

"comet!"

Bai Tang shouted, and the Justice Bell in his hand shone brightly. Then he threw the bell out. The Justice Bell dragged a long golden tail flame, like a comet streaking through the night sky, rushing towards Feng Wuji with tremendous power.

Wherever the Bell of Justice passed, the air was burned and distorted, making a sizzling sound, as if the air was burning under this force, forming a golden channel.

"Matsuko, it seems you still have some strength left, but I won't admit defeat!"

Wu Song was not to be outdone. He inserted the Flame Tiger Stick into the ground, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

"Fire Tiger Heavy Cannon!"

I saw a huge ball of flame energy gathering at the top of the Flame Tiger Stick. The energy was like a small sun, emitting scorching light and illuminating everything around it red.

Afterwards, this ball of flame energy shot towards Feng Wuji like a cannonball. Wherever it went, the air was ignited, making a whooshing sound.

Xiaoqing danced with her sleeves and performed the "Ice Jade Sky-Soaring" move.

She flashed and turned into an ice-blue light, flying towards Feng Wuji. Wherever she passed, beautiful ice crystals condensed in the air, like a group of dancing butterflies.

These ice crystals sparkle with colorful light under the sunlight, like a dream.

"Uh, everyone's working hard, I can't just lie there!"

Da Fei struggled to get up from the ruins. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered with dust and scars, but his eyes were extremely firm, revealing a determination to face death.

"Earth-shattering!"

Da Fei shouted loudly, jumped high, and slammed his fists to the ground with endless power.

A huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground, and the crack quickly spread towards Feng Wuji. Wherever it went, the ground collapsed and dust flew.

"Roar……"

Stones kept rolling down from the cracks, making a dull sound, as if the earth was roaring in pain.

"Hey, you're not dead yet!"

Feng Wuji looked at the overwhelming and fierce attack, but there was no fear on his face. Instead, he showed a hint of excitement and madness.

"Hmph, you are a bunch of ignorant fellows. Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish!"

The purple-brown rhythmic energy around him was like a raging fire, surging wildly, and his momentum rose again.

The surrounding air seemed unable to withstand this terrifying pressure, making a sizzling sound, as if it would burst into flames at any moment.

"Click..."

Cracks began to appear on the ground, and the cracks spread rapidly, like a spider web, spreading in all directions, as if to tear the entire earth apart.

"Humph!"

Feng Wuji spread his legs slightly apart and assumed a fighting stance, standing like a towering mountain.

"boom!"

He stomped on the ground suddenly, and the ground collapsed instantly. A huge crack quickly extended towards Bai Tang and others. Wherever it went, the ground collapsed, dust flew, and a small sandstorm formed.

At the same time, he jumped high, his legs dancing rapidly in the air, and the purple-brown rhythmic power was like deadly lightning, whistling towards everyone.

Wherever these rhythmic forces reached, the air was ruthlessly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, like the roar of the god of death, which made people shudder.

"boom!"

The attacks of Bai Tang and others collided with Feng Wuji's rhythmic power, instantly causing a shocking explosion.

The light was dazzling, like a supernova exploding, illuminating the entire dark battlefield and temporarily restoring light to this land shrouded in chaos.

"Buzz buzz-"

The roar was deafening, as if it would burst the cat's eardrums. The powerful impact was like an unstoppable tsunami, destroying all the surrounding buildings, and bricks and rubble flew everywhere like cannonballs.

"Hulala..."

The raised dust covered the sky and the sun, and the whole world seemed to fall into chaos, as if the end of the world had come and everything was submerged by this force.

"Ugh, what a group of scary little guys, but it looks like I'm the winner in the end!"

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Feng Wuji was seen kneeling on one knee, his clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he was still holding on and not falling down.

"Whoo~"

His chest heaved violently, and his eyes revealed a hint of unwillingness and shock.

Bai Tang and the others also fell to the ground, their bodies covered with wounds, their breaths weak, and their blood dyed the ground beneath them red.

Bai Tang's hand was still tightly holding the bell of justice, his knuckles turning white, as if telling of his persistence;

Wu Song's Flame Tiger Stick fell to the side, the flame had gone out, and the stick was covered with cracks;

Xiaoqing's sleeves were tattered and scattered around her body like withered petals;

"Uh--"

Da Fei was sprawled out, his chest heaving violently, each breath accompanied by a painful groan;

Mingyue lay on the ground on her side, the grass sword in her hand had long turned into a pile of broken leaves, her face was full of fatigue and pain.

The battlefield was completely silent, with only the howling wind still whistling.