Outside the hotel, the battle began to escalate.
The ferocious flame giant raised his iron mace and hacked at Imperial Guard Type Eight again and again.
The white puppet was continuously battered with dent after dent, each one scorched black as its outer armor melted away in chunks.
Not far away, Shen Lang floated in midair.
Though he was not as massive and imposing as Sun Lei's flame giant, the dark-blue whip in his hand was even deadlier.
With every strike, the long whip flew out with a piercing whistle, only to suddenly vanish in midair. When it reappeared, it was already wrapped around Imperial Guard Type Eight.
Then the Water Thunder exploded. Dense water needles instantly pierced Imperial Guard Type Eight and viciously gouged out a large piece of its body.
Though the two temple attendants of water and fire usually did not get along, they worked together flawlessly now. After several coordinated attacks, they forced Imperial Guard Type Eight to its knees.
Another Water Thunder erupted, directly crippling Imperial Guard Type Eight's legs. The unbalanced puppet toppled to one side, only to be met by wave after wave of iron-mace strikes.
Amid a piercing screech, Imperial Guard Type Eight, along with the "Xu Zilong" inside it, was cleaved in two by a single blow. The person within instantly turned to mush and collapsed limply to the ground with the puppet.
"Pah. That was nothing," Sun Lei said viciously.
"If I hadn't supported you in time, could you have had it so easy?" Shen Lang said with a smile. "Buy me a couple of drinks when we get back?"
"Fine, but don't invite Chen Yu. The kid still has three months before he comes of age."
Having easily dealt with Imperial Guard Type Eight, the two were just about