Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Hahaha! Is that all you can do? It's just a death twitch!"

Wucheng Heijiang danced with the chain vigorously. The sound of the metal rings colliding made the air buzz. The chaotic vortex at the end of the chain greedily devoured the light of the ice fan.

"Ha ha……"

His triangular eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty red light, and every time he swung the chain, it brought out a shrill scream, as if it was a death warrant from the underworld.

Yang Zhi chuckled sinisterly and flung out a torrential downpour of poisoned silver needles. The needles sizzled in the icy mist, and although they were constantly frozen and falling, they were endless like a tide.

"I think the light of your ice fan has almost dimmed!"

As he spoke, he took out a handful of silver needles and played with them in his hands, his eyes looking as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"You dying piece of trash!"

Lin Chong's whistle stick, wrapped in a vortex of chaos, pressed down from top to bottom, forming a three-sided strangulation force with Wu Chenghei's chains and Yang Zi's silver needles.

The metal ring on the whistle spins rapidly, making a grinding sound that makes your teeth ache.

"Brothers, work harder! Once she vents her anger, the Xingluo squad will be completely finished!"

Following his shout, the other two companions also joined the battle. Five chaos chains suddenly expanded and tightly wrapped around Mo Zi's limbs and neck like poisonous snakes. The moment the chains embedded into the flesh, blood spread along the lines to form dark red icy flowers.

"Uh……"

The power of chaos rushed into Mo Zi's body frantically, and veins bulged on her pale skin, like twisted little snakes wriggling under her skin.

"what--"

Xiaoqing's sleeves of icy spirits shattered into pieces in the chaotic black fog. She looked at Mo Zi's shaky figure, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Sister! Hold on!"

As her sleeves fluttered, she continued to condense new ice spirits, trying to break through the blockade of chaos, but every attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, and was easily swallowed up by chaos.

"hateful……"

Bai Tang stumbled forward under the weight of chaos, the light of the Justice Bell being suppressed, flickering.

"Sister Azi! We are here!"

His steps were unsteady, and every step felt like climbing a towering mountain, but the determination in his eyes never wavered.

“Wow…”

Da Fei roared and swung his fist, but was deflected by Wu Chenghei's chain. His burly body slammed heavily against the wall, shaking it so hard that dust fell off.

"Let go of Sister A Zi! Come at me if you dare!"

He struggled to get up and rushed towards the enemy again, completely ignoring the blood oozing from the wounds on his body.

"How can we break this deadlock?"

Wu Song held the broken stick tightly and maneuvered cautiously, scanning the battle situation like an eagle, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

When he caught a glimpse of the old doctor in the corner, his heart sank.

The old man stretched out his wrinkled hands tremblingly, and whispered brokenly from his throat:

"This girl's meridians..."

Before he could finish his words, they were completely swallowed up by the roar of chaos and rhythmic power, leaving only half of the finger hanging in the air like a dead branch, trembling slightly in the icy mist.

"God is jealous of talented people..."

The old man's turbid eyes were full of fear and despair. He looked at Mo Zi as if he had already seen the worst ending.

"ah--"

Mo Zi gritted his teeth and waved the ice fan. Every time he raised his hand, the blue veins on the back of his hand became more hideous.

"Azi, never give up!"

The light from the core of the ice fan was like a candle in the wind. Xiaobing's transparent body began to disintegrate piece by piece, but it still made a faint cry and hovered in protection.

It tried hard to gather its strength, trying to share some of the pressure with Mo Zi, but its own strength dissipated faster and faster.

"boom!"

When Wu Chenghei's chain tightened around her throat again, she suddenly raised the ice fan above her head - an ice wall mixed with fine blood threads rose from the ground, like fragile glass, making an unbearable buzzing sound under the slapping of the chaotic waves.

"boom……"

Cracks continued to appear on the surface of the ice wall, and each crack was like a cut on the dark purple meridians. Blood flowed down the ice wall and condensed into strange patterns on the ground.

"Is that all you have?"

Wu Chenghei laughed wildly when he saw this.

"I think your ice wall can't even hold up for half an incense stick!"

He commanded his companions to increase their offensive, and the power of chaos was like a surging tide, hitting the ice wall wave after wave.

"I wonder how long you can hold me back!"

Yang Zhiguai laughed and threw out more poison needles, which pierced the ice wall with a clanging sound, splashing pieces of ice chips.

"Boring fellow!"

Lin Chong kept hitting the ice wall with his whistle stick, and each hit made the cracks in the ice wall deeper.

"You guys..."

Everyone in the Xingluo class was extremely anxious, but helpless.

"No, who can come and help me?"

Xiaoqing's eyes were red as she kept trying new ways of attacking;

Bai Tang held the Bell of Justice tightly, desperately injecting rhythmic energy into it, trying to make it shine brighter;

Da Fei roared furiously, his voice like a bell, shaking the air around him.

Wu Song calmly analyzed the battle situation and looked for the enemy's weaknesses.

"..."

The ice wall made a buzzing sound as if it was about to shatter under the chaotic impact, but Mo Zi suddenly straightened his back.

"Humph--"

She slowly raised her bloodstained face, her eyes as cold as thousand-year-old black ice, and the corners of her lips curled up with an almost paranoid arrogance:

"Even if my strength is exhausted, defeating you will be easy."

Before he finished speaking, the plum blossom pattern on the surface of the ice fan suddenly burst into a dazzling blue light, the temperature of the entire ward plummeted to freezing point, and the blood ice on the ground instantly exploded into spider-web-like cracks.

"You're quite arrogant!"

Wu Chenghei roared, and the five chaos chains tightened at the same time. The black mist rising from the surface of the chains wrapped around Mo Zi's neck like a living thing.

"hiss--"

But the moment it touched the skin, the black mist was instantly frozen into powder by the cold air overflowing from the ice fan.

"Go~"

Yang Zhi took the opportunity to throw out three poisoned darts, but Mo Zi lightly waved the ice fan, and an ice spike broke through the air, accurately shattering the darts while the remaining force flew past Yang Zhi's ear, leaving a blood mark on his face.

"court death!"

Lin Chong's whistle hit the ice wall with the force of thunder, and the sound of the metal rings hitting it hurt the cats' eardrums.

"boom……"

Mo Zi did not dodge or evade, allowing the ice wall to shatter under the attack.

Amidst the ice chips, she suddenly spun around and leaped up, her ice fan transforming into a stream of light that drew a deep blue arc in the air.

"Broken~"

Five chains wrapped around her ankles at the same time, but she used the force to turn over, and the ice fan bone hit Wu Chenghei's wrist hard.

With the crisp sound of bones cracking, the chaos chains broke.

"This, how is this possible..."

Bai Tang's eyes widened as she watched the cold air flowing around Mo Zi condense into countless tiny ice blades:

"Sister Azi's rhythmic power... has become stronger?"

Xiaoqing noticed that every time her sister waved the fan, it was accompanied by violent tremors. Although the ice blade was sharp, it began to dissipate after flying three meters.

"I'm not going to stand here and watch!"

Da Fei clenched his fists and was about to charge forward, but Wu Song stopped him:

"Don't be impulsive, Sister A Zi is fighting by burning her meridians!"

"It's a bit difficult..."

Wu Chenghei covered his deformed wrist and retreated with a sneer, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes:

"It's just the last gasp of a dying force!"

He exchanged glances with his companions, and the five cats suddenly formed a strange formation. Five chaotic chains intertwined in the air to form a huge strangulation net, which pressed towards Mo Zi with a pungent smell of sulfur.

"Owner!"

The little ice spirit on the ice fan let out a shrill cry, and used up its last bit of strength to transform into ice crystals and merge into the fan bones. Suddenly, the shadow of Mo Yun appeared on the surface of the ice fan.

"elder brother..."

Mo Zi murmured as he activated the ice fan. As the phantom raised his hand, an ice dragon broke out of the ground and rushed towards the Chaos Strangler Net.

"Roar……"

The moment the ice dragon collided with the black fog, the entire space shook violently.

The cats from Xingluo squad were knocked to the ground by the air wave, only to see Mo Zi kneeling on one knee unsteadily in the icy mist, the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth instantly solidifying into ice beads.

"it's over!"

Lin Chong seized the opportunity and used his whistle stick to strike Mo Zi in the face with a vortex of chaos.

"As long as you have faith, you must never give up!"

At the critical moment, Bai Tang suddenly jumped up, and the light emitted by the Justice Bell collided with the blue light of the Ice Fan, forming a huge light shield in the air.

In the intense light, Mo Zi's weak but resolute voice echoed: "Xingluo Class...will never lose."