Chapter 151: Which madman did someone bring to me this time?

"Who are you, exactly? I've never even seen you before!" Feng Yuhuai was shocked and furious, her voice still trembling with lingering fear.

【Zheng Hang】 laughed lightly, retreated nimbly, casually picked up the glasses from the scrap pile, and gently put them back on his nose, while his mind calmly pondered: "Feng Yuhuai's line here won't do; when the final cut is made later, I'll have to edit and change it into something else."

As he pondered, his eyes narrowed into slits, capturing the "White-Armed Python" that suddenly appeared in the air, and he thought with slight surprise: "Feng Yuhuai's talent and comprehension are indeed excellent. It turns out martial arts can be combined with strange abilities to give birth to even stranger changes. That does give me some inspiration."

【Zheng Hang】 stopped pondering, lightly tapped his feet, and his figure changed direction instantly, moving casually through the scrap pile on the top floor. In no time, he dragged out a trail of illusory shadows, appearing and disappearing.

With rapid explosive sounds, the scrap pile was knocked over by the "python." Concrete blocks splattered everywhere, and the terrifying python crushed one after another residual shadow, but could never bite the true body, merely playing in vain with the ghost shadows.

The voices of the ghost shadows overlapped in the air, as if countless 【Zheng Hang】 were whispering at the same time, their voices intertwining into a terrifying web of sound:

"I just helped you solve your trouble, and Yu Huai, you turn your back on me like this? That's not good."

The eerie voice enveloped the arena from all directions. The ghostly atmosphere made Feng Yuhuai's heart sink with chills, as if she were an ordinary person who had strayed into a ghost realm, while the other was a strange monster wearing human skin, more terrifying than the Puppet Mother.

Those black strands of hair transformed in an instant into countless puppet silk threads, vivid as blood-red threads, dancing nimbly in the air like living tentacles.

Puppetry Art: Thread Manipulation Dance!

The puppet silk threads activated in an instant, weaving into a blood net in a moment, covering each 【Zheng Hang】.

The illusory ghost shadows disintegrated one after another, gradually revealing the only true body.

【Zheng Hang】 gently raised his eyelids. In those deep eyes, a dim red light quietly emerged, like a sleeping flame being quietly awakened.

At that very moment, as if guided by some mysterious power, those blood-red threads covering the sky were all quickly labeled with blood bars.

【10/10】

【10/10】

【10/10】

【10/10】

……

【Zheng Hang】 didn't seem surprised that the puppet silk threads covering the sky were all for show. Otherwise, Chang Qingsen wouldn't have been turned into a sieve by the blood net immediately just now; how could he have held her for so long?

The blood net could engulf the illusory ghost shadows not because its attack was high, but because the ghost shadows had no physical form, thinner than paper.

【Zheng Hang】 stood motionless. The muscles on his right arm suddenly twisted like a hemp rope, tensed, and shook once. 【Blood Flesh Initial Solution True Art】 activated. The muscles along the entire arm immediately bulged with lumps, as if earthworms were rolling between skin, flesh, and bone.

The arm swelled violently in an instant, expanding like an inflated balloon. The bones protruding from the wrist also seemed to grow larger by a circle.

Suddenly, bone blades burst out from the skin and flesh, forming a circle tightly attached to the wrist. As the muscles expanded, they hummed and trembled, like the sharp teeth of a fierce beast chewing.

Using 【Blood Flesh Initial Solution True Art】 to drive the muscles, then using 【Molding Embryo】 to drive the bones, then executing Cannon Fist from the Basic Fist Technique, and finally combining it with an 8.9 strength value.

This was the inspiration 【Zheng Hang】 had just learned by watching Feng Yuhuai's technique.

So it was: 【Blood Flesh Initial Solution True Art】 + 【Bone Transformation Form】 + 【Basic Fist Art: Cannon Fist】 =??

"Tiger Roar!"

【Zheng Hang】 sank his waist and threw out his right fist.

Roar—

As if an evil tiger was roaring while devouring people!

The blood net fell like a heavy rain and exploded with a boom, turning into a thick, crimson mist.

In the mist, an arm covered in lumps and sharp blades burst forth, ferociously grabbing the toes of Feng Yuhuai's kicking foot.

"So what if you found my true body? These fragile threads snap with a tug. Who can they hurt? You yourself?"

The hideous flesh arm steamed, and countless shredded red threads were curled by the heat wave. Feng Yuhuai stared with horrified eyes, feeling her ankle clamped by an iron hoop, unable to move.

"Overestimating yourself!"

【Zheng Hang】 grabbed Feng Yuhuai with one hand and slammed her down onto the ground.

Bang!

The entire reinforced concrete floor seemed struck by an invisible heavy hammer, trembling violently, then cracking with fine fissures. Large chunks of loose rubble fell, crashing onto the floor below, kicking up dust.

Feng Yuhuai suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. Her five viscera and six bowels seemed to have been displaced by the violent force.

She quickly activated the 【Snake Transformation Energy】 within her body, rapidly softening her muscles to overcome hardness with softness.

Her ankle, under violent pulling, had its joints deformed and even a layer of flesh torn off, before she barely managed to free her ankle from the iron-clamped palm.

The back of her foot burned with pain. Feng Yuhuai twisted her waist and retreated rapidly, looking like a python prowling in the night, nimbly weaving through the scrap pile labyrinth to escape.

"I chase you as you flee, you flee as I chase, hehe—, Yu Huai, are you playing a game with me?"

In the eerie, teasing voice, 【Zheng Hang】 pursued relentlessly with big strides.

Feng Yuhuai suddenly turned her head and saw the air behind her explode like a bomb, with deafening booms echoing across the top floor.

The raised scrap piles, as if rolled over by a humanoid bulldozer, were as fragile as sandcastles, collapsing in an instant with a crash.

The eerie ghostly energy that had filled the surroundings had vanished without a trace, replaced by something more violent and savage.

Feng Yuhuai's face was gloomy. She felt she had been incredibly unlucky tonight—eight lifetimes of bad luck. Compared to the time she was attacked by a strange creature in the night and luckily saved by the Puppet Mother, this misfortune was even worse.

At least, last time's bad luck had a trace, and it could finally be confirmed that the disaster was brought to her by Feng Mu.

But tonight, this man who kept talking about love and pretended to be close to her actually struck with ferocious violence, ready to kill her at any moment.

This sudden madman—where on earth did he come from? And which scoundrel brought him to me?

Could it be Feng Mu again?!!

Feng Yuhuai racked her brains but couldn't figure out the cause and effect. She didn't have time to think.

Her pupils shrank. In her reddened eyes flashed a look of horror. She saw the man behind her suddenly leap high into the air, rotate 180 degrees in midair, and plant both feet on the ceiling that only covered half the top floor.

Boom—

The ceiling shattered. Huge stones crashed toward the ground. Amidst flying dust, that figure appeared like a four-legged giant spider crawling out of Diyu, accompanied by an ear-splitting sonic boom, suddenly appearing above her head, completely covering her stiff body in a cold shadow.

…….

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