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Once again, the Blackwing Wolf King felt that overwhelming explosive power, like a massive rock crashing down. The impact from Yi Dong made the Blackwing Wolf King's right claw tingle, causing a momentary urge to retreat.
However, Gu Pingming clearly did not want to give the Blackwing Wolf King any respite. That cunning fellow had obviously never faced a tough battle; whenever he encountered a strong opponent, he preferred to use his minions to wear down the enemy. This time, Gu Ping did not give the Blackwing Wolf King much time to think. Seizing the moment when the Blackwing Wolf King was distracted, he closed in, determined not to give him a chance to catch his breath.
You despicable coward, I can't believe I'm being ambushed!
The usually silent Blackwing Wolf King saw that his minions were being held back by the powerful Fox Spirit. He decided to deal with that damned human in front of him first. Bu Luo clearly did not expect that such a seemingly weak human would dare to attack. This provoked the Blackwing Wolf King's sense of dignity; such a human must die. No living being could challenge the authority of the Wolf King.
The Blackwing Wolf King's dark green eyes transformed into a deep crimson at a speed visible to Gu Ping.
Frenzy, Gu Ping thought of that term. He knew that wild creatures often possessed an innate ability similar to a spell. However, this type of spell was different from ordinary spells.
It is well known that spells draw upon external Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to invoke their power, casting techniques like Small Lightning Technique. Frenzy was different; it involved stimulating one's own body using external Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. Such techniques were often referred to as secret arts. Generally, methods that used external energy to enhance one's strength were harmful to the body, but secret arts managed to completely negate those harmful effects.
At this moment, the Blackwing Wolf King's physical strength and attack speed had significantly increased due to the secret art's enhancement. Gu Ping had no experience fighting against someone at the Nascent Soul Stage, and now faced with the frenzied Blackwing Wolf King, he found himself at a disadvantage.
For the first time, Gu Ping, who had always appeared calm and collected, was in utter disarray. In just a few exchanges, his clothes were shredded into tatters by the Blackwing Wolf King, leaving only scraps hanging on him. Fortunately, his robust physique protected him from serious injury; even the sharp claws of the Blackwing Wolf King only left shallow scratches on him. With his powerful recovery ability, Gu Ping quickly bounced back.
However, the more they fought, the more alarmed the Blackwing Wolf King became. He had never seen a human attack like a beast before—unarmed yet fierce—and even his sharp claws could not pierce through this human's body directly.
The human he had initially looked down upon was strong—stronger than any other humans he had encountered before. This guy was undoubtedly among the powerful; he possessed enough strength to challenge the Wolf King's authority. The dignity of the Wolf King could not be challenged; he must uphold it or risk losing control over his pack. The Wolf Clan revered strength above all else.
A howl echoed through the night as the Blackwing Wolf King unleashed a piercing cry. The once sparse starlight and the gentle moonlight vanished, leaving only the blood-red eyes of the Blackwing Wolf King and Gu Ping's left leg engulfed in flames.
In this darkened world, Gu Ping never imagined he would witness such a legendary Divine Technique from a Wolf King in the World of Mortals. This technique, said to consume all light upon its execution, should not exist in this realm. Even the Radiant Flame burning on Gu Ping’s leg seemed to flicker with a hint of extinguishment.
As darkness enveloped him, Gu Ping realized that while his leg was still ablaze, he could see no trace of light. More terrifying was the fact that he had lost his vision; even his Divine Sense could not extend beyond this shroud of darkness. It was as if the entire world had been sealed off from him, cutting off all external perceptions.
Indeed, it felt like everything was lost. Gu Ping felt a deep gash carved into his leg, and he wondered how it was possible to be injured when just moments ago he had been unharmed. Had the Blackwing Wolf King grown stronger? Or had he himself weakened?
As Gu Ping pondered this, Yi Dongzi flew out without understanding where the Wolf King's attack originated. He found himself passively enduring blows with no means to retaliate. It felt as though he were flying aimlessly in Tian Zai. The Wolf King did not wish to kill its powerful prey immediately; it wanted to toy with Gu Ping first. Now that its prey had weakened significantly, it could easily dispatch him with a mere swipe of its claws.
Meanwhile, Yoyo observed Gu Ping's plight with anxiety but refrained from intervening in the battle. It adhered strictly to Gu Ping's orders, trusting that its leader's commands were infallible. Yoyo knew that blocking the pack of wolves before it was crucial; failing to do so would bolster the morale of both the Blackwing Wolf King and its minions, giving them renewed courage to continue fighting.
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