Proactive, Superb Fist Technique Skills, Relic Miracle Medicine and Precious Herbs (Second Update)

After slapping Ye Zhen away, the Blood Qi Puppet, clad in rusty beast hide armor and covered in dirt, slowly rose from the dirt pile. A sense of oppression emanated from it, and a silver-white tooth token on its waist was particularly conspicuous as it stared at the five-person team not far away.

Liu Qing'er's expression was a little tense as she spoke, "Everyone be careful! This Blood Qi Puppet is no simple foe! The beast hide armor it wears is clearly much better than the previous ones, and the token hanging from its waist is likely made of silver, much prettier and more advanced than the bronze ones we encountered before."

Fang Xiu's face grew even more solemn as she said, "Ye Zhen, with his chuunibyou, was sent flying and spitting blood with just one slap. This guy's strength is immense; it might already be close to Master's level of Transforming Strength martial artists!!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoai's face also changed slightly. His expression became wary, and he asked in a deep voice, "This is a bit troublesome! Do we fight or flee?!"

Before the group could decide whether to fight or flee, the Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet had already raised its leg and charged towards them. The distance between them was over ten meters, and it reached them in less than two breaths, stirring up a fierce wind with terrifying pressure.

Wang Xiaoai took a deep breath, then let out a low roar. He channeled his Internal Force to push the Dragon's Roar Iron Shirt to its limit, his muscles bulging. Then, like a charging bull, he slammed into the puppet.

BAM!!

Amidst the muffled collision, the charging Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet's momentum faltered. The immense impact turned Wang Xiaoai's face pale, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. The puppet's strength was even more terrifying than he had imagined. He was already a muscular man, and with the boost from the Dragon's Roar Iron Shirt, his burst of strength was nearly a ton. Yet, he was still forced back several steps.

Then, Wang Xiaoai roared again and grabbed the puppet's arms, grappling with it.

"Attack! My Dragon's Roar Iron Shirt can only last for thirty seconds at most! If you can't deal with it, then escape immediately!!"

Hearing Wang Xiaoai's shout, Liu Qing'er, Fang Xiu, and Li Xingming, who were standing behind him, didn't hesitate. The three immediately unleashed their full strength, using the killing moves from their respective martial arts.

Fang Xiu rushed to Wang Xiaoai's side in two steps, leaping into the air. She moved like a falcon diving to prey, using her downward momentum to smash a Wing Chun Crane Fist into the Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet's temple, producing a dull thud.

Liu Qing'er also shed her delicate demeanor as a rich young lady. She circled to Wang Xiaoai's other side and followed up with a snake-like killing move from Xingyi Fist, a "Poisonous Snake Flicking its Tongue," also punching the Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet's temple.

Li Xingming's face revealed a fierce expression. Using Wang Xiaoai's back for leverage, he leaped into the air, spun around, and punched the back of the Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet's head.

The three unleashed their full power, using their killing moves. The Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet in front of them trembled. If it were an ordinary Blood Qi Puppet, its head would have been blown apart by their combined assault. However, this Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet had tough flesh and a skull as hard as steel; even a hammer might not break it.

Fang Xiu's face turned pale. "No good! This guy's body is too tough! We haven't reached Hidden Strength, so our Internal Force can't penetrate it to damage its central nervous system!"

Liu Qing'er's expression also changed. "What do we do now?!"

The Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet suddenly swung its arms, unleashing a tremendous force. Wang Xiaoai couldn't hold on and was thrown flying. Liu Qing'er, Fang Xiu, and Li Xingming beside him also changed their expressions. Before they could react, they saw an arm sweep towards them. They only managed to step back before feeling a massive force impact them. The three grunted and were sent flying simultaneously.

Ye Zhen, seeing his teammates sent flying, widened his eyes. He got up from the ground and sighed, "The times are unfavorable, my steed does not run; my strength can move mountains, my spirit covers the world! I, Ye, a peerless genius, am to fall here! Fate is truly cruel! Take another strike from my Swimming Dragon Bagua Palm…"

With a chuunibyou-filled cry, Ye Zhen stepped into the Nine Palaces formation and charged towards the Centurion-level Blood Qi Puppet with a mournful aura. Gu Chen, standing nearby, saw this and his impression of this guy improved slightly. Although this fellow always spoke pretentious nonsense and exuded an annoying aura, he was still a decent person. At least he didn't seize this opportunity to escape.