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"Leave it to me!" With a furious shout, Bu unleashed the Dragon Step, his figure turning into a blur as he darted past several Guardian Elders who attempted to intercept him, directly arriving in front of the Yellow-Clad Guardian.
The Amplification effect from Blood Baron’s transformation had not yet faded. With Bu's current speed, no one present could stop him except for Hawk.
"Fourth, watch out!" A Green-Clad Guardian quickly called out upon seeing the situation.
The Yellow-Clad Guardian was momentarily stunned as a figure suddenly appeared before him. Just as he processed the warning from behind, Bu struck without hesitation.
A wave of dense black energy surged forward, overwhelming in its power and creating a suffocating pressure that caused the Yellow-Clad Guardian's expression to change drastically. Without thinking, he raised his iron staff to defend himself.
With a loud crash, the Yellow-Clad Guardian barely managed to lift his staff halfway before Bu's hands, enveloped in black energy, slammed into him. The sound of several ribs cracking echoed as the Yellow-Clad Guardian was sent flying back like a broken sack.
"Run! If you stay here any longer, I'm really going to die!" After unexpectedly knocking back the Yellow-Clad Guardian, Bu turned and glared fiercely at Locke, his expression extremely grim.
"Father, please make them stop! I beg you, spare Brent!" Seeing the chaos in the arena and worrying for Bu's safety, Wendy desperately pleaded with Warren Earl once more.
Warren Earl's face remained cold, his eyes flickering with an inscrutable light. He didn’t even glance at Wendy, ignoring his daughter's pleas entirely.
Seeing Bu risk his life to create an escape opportunity for him made Locke's heart ache. He wished he could rush in and fight alongside Bu. However, he knew that his own strength was far too weak; if he entered the battlefield now, he would only hinder his master and distract him from fighting effectively.
"Master, I will go find Ivan. You must survive and come find us!" Locke shouted at Bu before turning away without hesitation. He took a deep look at Bu's figure and then swiftly fled.
"You all go after him! Kill that Fellow; we’ll handle things here!" The Black-Clad Guardian barked orders at the approaching Blood Robe Guards with a vicious tone. He then moved forward alongside three other Guardian Elders to surround Bu.
As for the Yellow-Clad Guardian, he was still half-lying on the ground groaning, looking severely injured.
Caught off guard by Bu's Furious Cloud Palm attack, although he had partially blocked it with his iron staff, given Bu's overwhelming power after Bloodline Transformation, the old Yellow-Clad Guardian was simply not enough to withstand it. It was already remarkable that he could still make sounds at this point.
Following the Black-Clad Guardian's orders, over a dozen Blood Robe Guards promptly changed direction and pursued Locke as he fled.
In a moment of urgency, Bu Xin was about to make another attempt to intercept when the duration of Bloodline Transformation came to an end. The intense heat from his boiling blood gradually cooled down, his ten sharp claws retracted, and the fierce fangs slowly shrank back into his mouth. The overwhelming power within him began to weaken and recede.
In the blink of an eye, Bu had reverted to his original form, and at that moment, the four Guardian Elders also sprang into action, a whirlwind of sound erupting as various skills illuminated the area with erratic flashes.
"Hahaha, boss, this kid's secret technique has run out of time. It seems even the boss won't help him now." Seeing Bu's strange appearance suddenly vanish, a Green-Clad Elder felt a surge of joy.
"Hmph, even if this kid's secret technique were still in effect, he would still be unable to escape death." The Black-Clad Guardian, who appeared to be the leader, spoke coldly. As his internal energy surged rapidly, he struck at Bu with a blade that gathered power, forming a roaring black tiger that charged forward.
The other three Guardians did not hold back either; amidst their staggered attacks, they each unleashed their internal energy wildly. In an instant, brilliant light erupted as the raging energy surged violently.
Surrounded by such powerful attacks and with the Amplification effect of Bloodline Transformation having vanished, Bu found himself in an extremely perilous situation. He was now struggling to protect himself, let alone intervene against the Blood Robe Guards.
He could only focus on dealing with this round of attacks from the four Guardians first; as for Locke over there, he could only silently pray for his good fortune.
The ferocious Energy Black Tiger charged in with a gale. Bu Shuang narrowed her eyes slightly and took a step back. Her palms flipped upward from her waist, two dense Dark Radiance spheres erupting in her hands as she struck fiercely at the Energy Black Tiger.
In that instant of action, due to the overwhelming force, Bu Shuang's previously healed wound burst open again, crimson blood flowing out. Before it could hit the ground, it was crushed into fragments by the surrounding violent energy.
Boom! The Energy Black Tiger collided with the two Dark Radiance spheres, creating an astonishing wave. Bu Shuang's hand trembled as the horrific wound on her palm widened further, her internal blood churning restlessly.
With a glint of cold light in her eyes, Bu Xin became fierce. Her palms suddenly split apart and then came together like a great axe splitting the earth. Underneath its sharp edge lay nothing that could withstand it; the overwhelming force explosively contracted and shattered the Energy Black Tiger.
As the skill was disrupted, the Black-Clad Guardian was slightly taken aback but quickly revealed a chilling smile. Bu Shuang furrowed her brow tightly as she saw successive attacks rushing toward her like raging waves.
Knowing she could not take them head-on, she attempted to evade by moving her feet. However, it seemed that the Black-Clad Guardian had seen through her intentions; with a sinister laugh, he suddenly advanced forward and ensnared her with his blade's momentum.
Amidst the howling wind of blades, Bu found herself in a precarious position. She saw the other three Guardians' attacks about to strike her body. Gritting her teeth, instead of retreating, she advanced; activating Dragon Step, she pressed her body against the Blade Light of the Black-Clad Guardian and aimed to dive into his embrace.
The scene left the Black-Clad Guardian stunned, but he quickly reacted, striking fiercely with his sword into Step Forward's chest.
With a slicing sound, the Blade Light pierced through, cutting through skin and muscle, blood spilling everywhere. The blade was half lodged between Step Forward's ribs. Despite this, Step Forward did not flinch; his hands enveloped in dark energy clamped down on the sword, a tremendous force erupting from within him. The Black-Clad Guardian's expression changed in shock as he struggled to grip the hilt.
However, in the next moment, with a sharp clang of metal, the sword was wrenched away from him by Step Forward. His figure darted forward, closing the distance between him and the Black-Clad Guardian until their bodies were almost pressed together.
In the arena, this rapid exchange occurred in an instant. Just as Step Forward and the Black-Clad Guardian were nearly touching, the powerful attacks from the Three Guardian Elders descended upon them.
Seeing the two so closely intertwined, the Three Guardian Elders were momentarily stunned and quickly redirected their already unleashed skills, barely managing to alter their attack's trajectory.
That slight deviation made all the difference; three powerful strikes that could have killed Step Forward missed their target entirely.
With a thunderous roar, the ground trembled as dust and debris rained down like a storm.
Although the three Guardians' furious attacks did not hit their mark, they still crashed into the ground with tremendous force, creating a scene of destruction reminiscent of mountains collapsing.
Cracks spread across the ground like spider webs, and where the three attacks landed turned into a massive crater, shattering hard stone into powder.
This astonishing sight left both Step Forward and the Elder in Black momentarily dazed. Though they were outside the attack range, they could still feel the overwhelming power of the skills unleashed behind them, sending chills down their spines.
Such an attack might be withstood one time; they could barely endure two strikes. However, when it came to three attacks, it was no longer just a simple addition but rather became the last straw that could completely push them into despair.
After unleashing this round of attacks, the Three Guardian Elders felt overwhelmed. Although their skills had been fully released, the forced change in direction midway and the feeling of missing their target caused all three to feel a surge of blood rise in their throats, their heads buzzing as if countless thunderclaps echoed in their ears. For a moment, they stood frozen in place.
At that same time, Step Forward regained his composure from his shock. Looking at the Black-Clad Guardian standing so close to him, he acted without hesitation, reaching out to grab his throat with one hand while launching a dark energy-infused strike toward Elder Heart with the other.
Observing the energy and force contained in his palms, it was clear that he had no intention of holding back.
Bu made his move unexpectedly, but the Black-Clad Guardian was quite alert. Sensing the impending danger, he chose not to defend himself and instead attempted to evade by stepping back.
"Hah. Is that even possible?" With a cold snort, Bu's palm moved like an afterimage, striking the Black-Clad Guardian in less than a millisecond. At such a close distance, even if the Black-Clad Guardian intended to dodge, it was too late. In a rush, he could only raise his hands in a feeble attempt to block.
With a sharp crack, the Black-Clad Guardian let out a muffled groan, pain evident on his face as the hands he tried to use for defense were shattered by Bu's strike.
It was truly a case of one step behind leading to being perpetually behind.
Bu's innate attributes were already extraordinarily abnormal. Even without the transformation boost from the Blood Baron, he surpassed ordinary Intermediate Level fighters by a significant margin. Now, with his sudden offensive move, if he couldn't achieve some results, it would be a waste of his exceptional attributes.
His expression cold and fierce, Bu maintained his momentum as he struck with overwhelming force. The iron palm shrouded in dark energy slammed toward the Black-Clad Guardian's heart like a hammer, creating an intimidating presence.
The Black-Clad Guardian's face turned pale with fear as he stumbled backward, trying to escape this calamity; however, his actions were ultimately too late.
With a dull thud, the Black-Clad Guardian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning ashen. His curled-up body was propelled backward by immense force. Just as he was pushed away, Bu's other hand struck like a waiting snake, sinking its grip into the Black-Clad Guardian's throat and pinning him in place.
"Ugh... you... you can't escape," the Black-Clad Guardian gasped as his neck was tightly gripped. With both hands broken, he had lost the ability to resist and could only widen his eyes in shock while uttering a defiant remark through clenched teeth. His comical appearance resembled that of a frog with its tongue extended, awaiting slaughter.
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