Chapter 103

At this moment, Shuigu Tang was also helpless.

It wasn't that she feared Yu Wei; although her strength was lower than his, she could still hold out for a while thanks to her agile footwork.

But Chen Shicheng couldn't possibly finish off the Yellow Turban Strongman right away, so the longer it dragged on, the worse it was for her.

Now the only option is to meet up with Chen Shicheng and then swap opponents.

The anxious Shuigu Tang, taking advantage of a gap in the fight, hastily glanced at the other battlefield, and instantly froze.

"Daring to space out in battle—you can't get away!"

Yu Wei's heart leapt with joy, his foot speed increased a bit, and the Southern Bright Departure Fire in his hand stirred, ready to first cripple the woman before him.

No matter how strong that man is, trying to break through the Yellow Turban Strongman's blockade in a short time is pure fantasy.

Once we capture this woman here, then turn and gang up on the Yellow Turban Strongman two-on-one, I don't believe we still couldn't take down that man who fills me with fear!

"It's not me who can't run!"

After Shuigu Tang's moment of blankness, her anxious expression vanished instantly, and her previously disordered steps became much more composed.

"Huh?"

Yu Wei's heart suddenly jolted; the woman's reaction differed from what he expected—could something have changed on the Yellow Turban Strongman's side?

In his doubt, he instinctively turned his head and glanced at the battlefield behind him; the sight shocked him just as much, and his hand movements halted.

Not far away on the battlefield, Chen Shicheng, his whole body wrapped in golden light, was engaged in combat with the Yellow Turban Strongman, whose body was likewise entirely golden yellow.

Contrary to his expectation, the scene of that man being brutally beaten by the Yellow Turban Strongman did not appear; instead, the man and his summoned creature were fighting back and forth.

No, Yu Wei steadied himself, looked closely a few times, and then realized it was not an even match at all—clearly the Yellow Turban Strongman was being unilaterally beaten.

Chen Shicheng's speed was clearly superior to the Yellow Turban Strongman's; his whole body left a blurred golden afterimage as he maneuvered with ease.

By contrast, the Yellow Turban Strongman's movements seemed clumsy; each of his attacks was easily dodged by Chen Shicheng, and so far he hadn't even managed to graze a corner of Chen Shicheng's clothing.

On the other hand, Chen Shicheng's blade aura occasionally left a wound on the Yellow Turban Strongman's body, though the most concentrated area was the neck, where bare white bone was now exposed.

If this continues, even if the Yellow Turban Strongman's defense is tremendous, he will eventually be beheaded.

"Impossible!"

Yu Wei turned pale with shock—knowing this was a level‑20 summoned creature.

When he first obtained it, he had tested the Yellow Turban Strongman's strength; even without resistance, he figured it would take a long time to kill it.

Even if Chen Shicheng's strength surpassed his, it couldn't possibly be so easy to take down the Yellow Turban Strongman! Meanwhile, Shuigu Tang, seizing the moment when Yu Wei was shocked and off‑balance, widened the distance between them, her heart also filled with delight.

She had thought she had already overestimated Chen Shicheng's strength as much as possible, but now she realized she had actually underestimated him.

He could actually go toe‑to‑toe with a level‑20 summoned creature and even completely dominate it—what kind of strength is that! Others don't know Chen Shicheng's background; at the Trading gathering he kept calling everyone 'big mouse,' but she knows very well, after all, a large part of his game knowledge came from her own popularization.

But how long has it been? His strength has grown to the point where even she can't fathom it! Of course, now isn't the time to ponder that— the stronger Chen Shicheng is, the happier she feels, since it ultimately means safety.

Next, the situation between the two completely reversed: Yu Wei wanted to join forces with the Yellow Turban Strongman to first take down Chen Shicheng, while Shuigu Tang and the Evil Ghost Pill desperately blocked him. However, the tense standoff didn't last long before a turn of events appeared.

Just as Yu Wei was about to break through the blockade and quickly approach the other side of the battlefield, a blade aura that could only leave a faint scar on the Yellow Turban Strongman's surface suddenly struck his neck.

Even though the Yellow Turban Strongman could have held out much longer, he staggered; the scene from not long ago replayed—a huge head, like a kite with its string cut, flew off his neck and crashed to one side, rolling a few times on the ground before coming to a stop when it hit Yu Wei's shoe.

At this moment, the park littered with debris fell into a deathly silence.

Yu Wei and Shuigu Tang both gaped, unable to believe their eyes as they looked at Chen Shicheng, whose hairstyle remained perfectly intact, and they remained dazed for a long while.

A level‑20 defense summoned creature—just beheaded that easily?

Could all this be fake, that they've been under some illusion skill from the very start?

"Impossible, impossible—how can you be this strong, what gives you this strength! You absolutely aren't a newbie just entered the game—who exactly are you!"

Yu Wei seemed utterly unable to accept reality, somewhat hysterical; the terror and dread in his tone made Chen Shicheng smile faintly.

"I'm your dad."

Saying that, he lifted his foot and stepped toward Yu Wei.

Seeing Chen Shicheng closing in on him, Yu Wei shuddered, turned without thinking, and ran.

But before he could take a few steps, he stopped dead in his tracks, cold sweat pouring down his forehead nonstop.

Behind him, Shuigu Tang and the Evil Ghost Pill stood left and right, forming a triangle with Chen Shicheng that tightly trapped him there.

"Don't come closer; if I make a last‑ditch counterattack, you won't enjoy it either—if you don't want to perish together."

Hearing the approaching footsteps behind him, Yu Wei whipped his head back and shouted in fear, but before he could finish his sentence, a hand wrapped in golden light slammed into his face.

Five fingers clamped tightly onto his cheeks; the immense force made his skull creak "crack, crack," stifling the words he wanted to say in his throat, which finally emerged as a muffled whimper.

"Bang!"

Expressionless, Chen Shicheng hoisted Yu Wei with one hand and slammed him down hard.

Instantly, the ground seemed struck by a meteor, dust and sand billowing up as a large crater sank inward.

Once the dust that had blocked the view settled, Yu Wei lay in the crater with his eyes rolled back, his body twitching as he lost consciousness.

To prevent Yu Wei from still having any strange devices, Chen Shicheng thought for a moment and then stepped on his dantian.

He didn't know any acupoint‑sealing meridian techniques, but as someone whose cultivation arts were maxed out, he knew what degree of qi deviation would damage the dantian and cause total loss of cultivation.

That kick, infused with True Essence, directly shattered Yu Wei's dantian, rendering him unable to circulate True Essence anymore; even if he still had any items on him, they could not be used now.

Having done that, still not enough, four blade auras materialized out of thin air, severing all his hand and foot tendons, completely destroying his ability to resist.

(End of chapter)