Menthuthuyoupi found it absurd: it had seen the black-robed young man raise his hand, yet it had no time to react before being blasted away the next instant.
Bang—
In truth, Doctor Blythe had been struck first, then slammed forcefully into Menthuthuyoupi.
The two of them were crushed by the impact and plummeted rapidly toward the ground!
Menthuthuyoupi and Doctor Blythe were entangled like a mother and child joined by an umbilical cord, or like a pair of tangled earphone wires.
First Chairman Netero's Hundred-Type Guanyin had blasted it away, and then the black-robed man's attack had sent it crashing down. It was furious.
To fight back, it first needed a clear view.
Menthuthuyoupi had no choice but to dismiss its conjuration, clearing its vision at last.
By the time its sight was clear, the black-robed man had already vanished into the night.
Where was he?!
Where had he gone this time?
Menthuthuyoupi's En expanded in every direction like an amoeba.
Its eyes searched up, down, left, and right as it continued to fall helplessly.
The next instant, it sensed a life-form rush into its En, but it still had no time to react before a kick slammed into its waist!
Bang—
As if it had been given a second burst of acceleration, Menthuthuyoupi felt a surge of pain and shot off in a new direction, flying sideways!
It knew it had been kicked away, yet it hadn't even seen its opponent move.
How could this be?
So far, only the King, Netero, and the man before it had ever made it feel this kind of pressure.
Menthuthuyoupi realized that an enemy like this could not be handled easily while keeping En extended.
So it immediately changed tactics, drawing its En in close around itself.
It gave up its mid-