You're a Really Nice Guy

After unleashing over a dozen punches, Riyao stepped back, his emerald green eyes turning half a circle as he immediately realized what was happening.

Something's not right! This wretched place was blasted to pieces by poison gas, leaving not a single blade of grass. The environment is so oppressive that the life force that can be extracted and attached to the fist is less than half of what I expected.

The efficiency of "the Weight of Life" is as low as squeezing out all the toothpaste; continuing to push it like this is a pure waste of energy!

Once he figured this out, he immediately changed tactics and stopped trying to confront the clumsy gorilla head-on.

The ferocious gorilla, over three meters tall, swung its fists, as big as millstones, and smashed them down on his head like a pile driver, each blow cracking the scorched earth and sending rocks flying.

The roar shook the branches so much that the colorful, flamboyant hairs hanging from the broken branches fell off in a rustling sound, but they couldn't even touch a single hair on Riyao's clothes!

Riyao was as slippery as an oiled eel, dodging left and right, specifically targeting Nibu's attack gaps, leaving the gorilla dizzy and only able to roar incoherently.

Just as Nibu missed his punch and his center of gravity swayed forward...

Riyao stomped his foot, shattering the scorched earth beneath his feet, and shot up like a golden-green bullet. His clenched fist, imbued with golden magic, was aimed at Nibu's chest and slammed into his heart!

Nibu, who had been roaring and howling, suddenly froze into a black-haired stone gorilla stuck in the ground. His scarlet eyes bulged out of their sockets, the roar in his throat was stuck in his throat, and his heart stopped for a full second!

As soon as the Riyao brightly, his mouth stretched from ear to ear, and his smirk almost overflowed.

"Wow, it actually worked!"

Next up is time for some fun target practice!

He moved as if he were traveling at double speed, weaving in and out of the gaps in Nibu's massive body, his fists raining down like hailstones, aiming straight for vital points.

"Bang bang!"

Each punch landed squarely on his heart, throat, and lower back; with each blow, Nibu's body convulsed, and his organs gradually failed.

Riyao was smashing things so hard his hands were almost spinning, yet he didn't forget to hurl insults at everyone, his jerkiness was enough to make anyone furious.

"Weren't you pretty arrogant? Where's that bravado you had when you stepped on my head?"

"That three-meter-tall guy was always finding weaklings to explode and transforming, but in the end he couldn't even touch the hem of my clothes. Are the Longla family genes really that consistent? Your brother is a scruffy bird and you're a stupid gorilla, so you're all just for show?"

"Didn't you just say you were going to smash me into underground fertilizer? Your strength is less than what I used to knead dough this morning! Didn't you eat? Push harder!"

The synchronized sound of boots broke through the poisonous mist and rushed in. Arcadios led his entire squad of magical knights and finally arrived, his dark cloak fluttering in the wind.

He raised his hand and pressed down, and thousands of people instantly froze in place, their breathing perfectly synchronized, without a single extraneous sound.

Just as Riyao was enthusiastically beating up Nibu, his ears twitched, and his emerald green eyes glanced over and spotted the leader of the team, Arca.

He immediately gathered his strength and shouted, his voice, imbued with magic, clearly drifting out of the poisonous gas zone.

"Don't come any closer! This place is full of poison gas!"

Arcadios frowned almost imperceptibly, without the slightest hesitation, and immediately waved his hand to signal the entire team to retreat, back to outside the range of the blackish-purple poison gas. He then immediately selected the fastest lightly armed knight and ordered him to turn back to the capital to report and request that the poison magic troops bring their equipment.

All the arrangements were explained clearly in just a few words. He himself stood on the high slope against the wind, his gaze fixed on the swirling poisonous fog in the woods, carefully observing the extent of the poisonous gas's spread.

The moment Riyao finished thinking, "It's time to end this," he had already moved!

Swish

The golden-green afterimage was so fast that it left a semi-transparent double image in the lens. The little guy who was just darting around in the shadow of Nibu's fist was now behind the more than three-meter-tall gorilla in the blink of an eye!

Nibu was still wildly waving his millstone-sized claws and growling, not even managing to touch the hem of Riyao's clothes, completely unaware that someone was behind him.

Riyao clenched his fist, the golden magic on it shining brightly, and aimed it at the vital point connecting Nibu's neck and spine, slamming it down with all his might.

Boom!! Boom!!

First came the dull thud of bones dislocating, followed by a deafening crash of the enormous object slamming into the ground, sending scorched earth and rubble flying three feet into the air!

Nibu didn't faint, he didn't die, but his cervical spine was completely broken, leaving him paralyzed from the neck down. His huge body lay slumped at the bottom of the crater, his heavy arms resting on the rubble, unable to move even a finger.

With only blood still stuck in his throat, he could only roar intermittently. His scarlet eyes were bulging out of their sockets, making him look incredibly fierce. In reality, he was just being stubborn and posed no threat whatsoever.

Riyao shook the black hair and blood off his fist, patted the scorched earth and poisonous ash from his palm, glanced around at the messy cratered woodland, picked up the magic book, brushed off the dust from the cover, and held it.

Nibu, who had been lying paralyzed at the bottom of the pit, was still hoarsely roaring. Riyao lifted his foot and swept it across Nibu's big head, ignoring him, and turned to walk out of the gas circle.

The moment he stepped out of the boundary of the dark purple poisonous gas, Riyao expanded his chest and gulped down a large mouthful of clean, non-toxic air. He then turned and grinned at Arcadios on the high slope.

Awesome!

Once the toxins were cleared and the suppression was lifted, Riyao's life force immediately surged forth. A hazy, lustrous golden-green light swirled around him, so vibrant it almost overflowed, even more vigorous than before the battle.

He flexed his shoulders, his knuckles cracking, his mind perfectly clear.

Just now, in the poison gas circle, Chun Chun was completely countered by the environment, and the life force she could use was reduced to less than 30%.

Honestly, if I hadn't stacked those three Enchantment Magic on myself beforehand, and hadn't accumulated a full pool of reserve life force through Hundred Battles Spell Formula, I really don't know if I would have been able to stand up and get out after being tricked like this today!

Riyao walked barefoot across the grass at the edge of the poisonous zone, strolling leisurely to Arcadios's side.

After all that blasting and fighting, his clothes were already tattered beyond recognition, with half a piece torn off the hem and a nearly foot-long gash on the side of his waist. His body was covered in black and gray bloodstains, revealing a small patch of his waist and abdomen, which was rather unsightly.

The fierceness he displayed just a moment ago, beating up a three-meter-tall gorilla, was completely gone. Riyao scratched the back of his head with his hands behind his back, his shoulders hunched and twisted, looking just like a precocious kid who had gotten into trouble and dirtied the neighbor's fence.

"Um... could I borrow a clean uniform? I'm really embarrassed by how tattered it is..."

Arcadios's face remained taut and hard, like an ice sculpture, except for a sudden, sharp twitch at the corner of his right eye, with three clear black lines running down his forehead. His mind was practically flooded with thoughts of what was happening.

I knew this guy would never do things the way they always do! He's crazier than anyone else when he's fighting, but then he acts all shy around me. I just can't get used to it!

He suppressed his chilling aura, expressionless, and turned to shout behind him, "Someone, get him a spare uniform."

Riyao grinned from ear to ear, and blurted out, "Uncle, you're a really nice guy!"

Arcadios's fingers, gripping the hilt of his sword, suddenly paused. A crack appeared in his otherwise chilling aura, and the knights who had stepped back all lowered their heads, pretending to look at his shoes, their shoulders trembling as they suppressed a laugh.