"Kill!"
Shao Yang roared himself hoarse, the force of his spear growing ever fiercer. He had become utterly frenzied, his eyes brimming with murderous intent like a savage beast gone mad.
The two puppets blocking his path gradually failed to withstand the terrifying layers of his spear force, cracks beginning to spread across them.
Each new crack on the puppets was transmitted to Chen Yuanqing in the form of backlash from the array. Like the puppets, his body was now covered in bloody gashes. The wounds looked gruesome, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Yet his gaze remained exceptionally resolute. Rather than being cowed by Shao Yang's savage aura, he became even more determined.
Driven completely into a corner, Chen Yuanqing's fighting spirit now burned stronger than usual. The blood and qi around his body scattered outward, rushing straight into the two puppets before him.
Fused with his blood and qi, the two puppets suddenly burst forth with speed and agility far beyond what they had shown before. Amid Shao Yang's storm-like barrage of spear strikes, they broke free and blocked him with a spear, forcibly driving Shao Yang back.
Yet before Shao Yang could land steadily, he used his spear planted against the ground to forcibly twist his body and launch another attack.
Such a forced adjustment placed an immense burden on the body. The slightest carelessness could tear tendons and sinews, or even cause one's qi circulation to go astray.
Thus, in the eyes of many, this scene was rather mad. Coupled with the savage killing intent Shao Yang exuded at that moment, he truly seemed to have lost all reason.
A teammate from Chen Yuanqing's group cried out tremblingly, "brother Chen, stop fighting! He's a madman. Hurry and come down!"
**"Yeah, it feels like