To Ye Guichen, his heart was absolutely thrilled at this moment.

All along, Ye Guichen had been stuck at the peak of the first-class level without being able to break through. Even though it felt like there was only a thin membrane left to the next step, he simply couldn't cross it.

But now, in the midst of a strong sense of crisis, that membrane seemed to be vaguely touched, needing just a gentle blow to easily shatter.

"Roar!"

Another roar.

The two-meter tall Shui Liao had completely transformed into a berserk beast.

His skin was thoroughly soaked in blood, making him look extremely terrifying.

Shui Liao seemed to sense Ye Guichen's provocation, stomped his foot hard, and the ground shook violently twice.

Then, with just two steps, Shui Liao was already in front of Ye Guichen, punching out fiercely.

Ye Guichen's lips curled into a mocking smile, not only did he not retaliate, but he didn't even show any intention of dodging.

"Come on, come on!"

Ye Guichen shouted in his heart.

To break through, a baptism was necessary.

And the power sufficient to shake an artificial hill from Shui Liao was just right to completely impact his muscles and tendons.

Ye Guichen not only didn't move, he even anticipated the scene of being beaten by Shui Liao until his flesh and blood were blurred.

But this scene fell into the eyes of Su Jiu'er and Iron Hand, making them think Ye Guichen was already scared stiff.

After all, the current Shui Liao could hardly be considered human, rather a terrifying creature, no one could maintain their composure.

"Hey, dodge quickly!" Su Jiu'er was extremely anxious, her mind blank, not even thinking as she rushed forward, arriving in front of Ye Guichen in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

Shui Liao's palm slammed heavily onto Su Jiu'er's body.

Su Jiu'er floated up like a falling leaf.

Ye Guichen's eyes paused.

He never anticipated that Su Jiu'er would actually step forward to save him.

"Jiu'er!" Ye Guichen couldn't deal with Shui Liao anymore, he shifted his steps and sprang up, catching Su Jiu'er and quickly returning to Iron Hand's side.

Su Jiu'er spat out blood, injured by Shui Liao's slap, with internal injuries highly likely to be severe.

Ye Guichen quickly sealed several key acupoints on Su Jiu'er, muttering: "Why are you so foolish? I'm fine, why did you rush in to play hero?"

Although he said this, Ye Guichen was moved in his heart.

This girl, despite her tough mouth, had a soft heart, willing to disregard her own safety to save him.

But now was not the time for Ye Guichen to dwell on these thoughts.

Shui Liao was like a moving tank, had already reached Ye Guichen's back, grabbing towards his shoulder as if wanting to tear him in two.

Ye Guichen naturally felt Shui Liao's terror, quickly placed Su Jiu'er on the ground, and said to Iron Hand and Zhou Weijun: "Take care of her, none of you should move unless I say so!"

Saying this, Ye Guichen turned again to face Shui Liao.

Almost simultaneously, Shui Liao's huge palm had already grabbed for him.

Ye Guichen dodged with ease, punching directly into Shui Liao's abdomen.

Shui Liao couldn't feel pain anymore, but the immense power sent him retreating half a step.

For this, Shui Liao was thoroughly enraged: "Roar!"

The roar was deafening.

Su Jiu'er was on the verge of dying, looking at Ye Guichen: "Are we really going to die?"

Iron Hand was equally tense.

He had wanted to step forward earlier to take a hit for Ye Guichen, but last bits of rational thoughts kept him a beat slower than Su Jiu'er.

Though he had now allied with Ye Guichen and knew his prowess, he still hesitated at the thought of risking his life for Ye Guichen.

After all, he had been an assassin in the Yama Hall for too long, his heart hardened like a rock, not something that could soften overnight.

Zhou Weijun, however, just closed his eyes instinctively.

He knew if Ye Guichen died, so would the rest of them.

But his wounds were too severe for him to do anything.

"Hey, Iron Hand, why are you just standing there? Help!" Seeing Iron Hand unmoved, Su Jiu'er used all her strength trying to crawl forward, but after half a step, she collapsed on the ground, racked with pain.

Iron Hand didn't move, his eyes fixed on Ye Guichen's direction as if he had seen a ghost.

Su Jiu'er also managed to lift her head, but was stunned by what she saw.

"You, aren't you strong? Why are you so feeble?"

In an instant, Su Jiu'er's heart seemed to be taken away, turning empty, and her eyes became inexplicably misty.

Where she looked, Ye Guichen, who had been fighting Shui Liao, appeared as if his body had stiffened.

Shui Liao's massive fists pounded into Ye Guichen.

And, seemingly enraged by Ye Guichen earlier, Shui Liao's bloody fists were now several times more forceful.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

One punch after another.

In the blink of an eye, Shui Liao had struck Ye Guichen more than a dozen times.

Blood mist pervaded the air.

Ye Guichen was completely obscured by the blood mist, making it impossible to see him.

Witnessing Shui Liao's strength, Su Jiu'er's tears flowed like rain.

Under such an insane attack, no one could survive.

No matter how strong Ye Guichen was, he could not possibly survive.

Not only Su Jiu'er, but even Iron Hand and Zhou Weijun were utterly shocked.

They never expected that the mad Shui Liao would be so powerful that even Ye Guichen couldn't be a match.

Outside the array, Yuan Shao saw this scene too and his mouth opened wide, laughing maniacally.

"Ha ha, boy, your skills are exceptional! But what of it? No matter how strong you are, you are still just a man, while the berserk Shui Liao is no longer human! Ha ha, in his eyes, there are only the dead, he could easily annihilate thousands of troops!"

Yuan Shao's words were indeed not exaggerated at all.

Though Shui Liao's hardening skill was just minor now, his berserk strength was something even top-tier masters found hard to evade.

Of course, if a true top-tier master met him, they would certainly flee, not thinking of confronting Shui Liao head-on.

Ye Guichen trying to defeat the berserk Shui Liao with his own strength was simply a wild fantasy.

"Just a brute after all, really disappointing!" Yuan Shao gently shook his head and sighed, believing Ye Guichen was doomed.

After all, under the berserk power of Shui Liao, no one could survive.

However, just as Yuan Shao was about to withdraw the array, he suddenly heard a voice like coming from the sky: "So comfortable, feels like scratching an itch, really so comfortable!"

"Hm?"

Hearing this voice, Yuan Shao's hair stood on end, instinctively looking towards Shui Liao's direction.

With this look, his pupils shrank.

"This, how is this possible!"

Originally completely enveloped by Shui Liao's fists, seemingly beaten into meat paste, Ye Guichen slowly emerged from the blood mist.

Ye Guichen's body was disheveled, entirely covered in blood.

But whether this blood was from Shui Liao's shattered flesh or his own, nobody knew.

Ye Guichen slowly lifted his head, looking at the taller Shui Liao with a smirk, his clear eyes brimming with strong confidence and chilling contempt.

"Since you hit me so many times, now it's my turn to strike, right?"

With that, Ye Guichen swung his right fist, hitting Shui Liao's abdomen.

The next second.

Shui Liao seemed as if hit by an overwhelming force, his abdomen visibly caved in.

Weighing a full three hundred pounds, he flew out like a cannonball.

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