At his current strength, Yao Fu was somewhat outmatched against either Yu Zhengqing or A Tuo.
Still, he had no problem serving as a punching bag and meat shield for a while. Whatever else could be said about the Bat-Man physique, it had strong vitality and could take a beating.
Although Yao Fu was not one of the Bat Beastmen, he had likewise incorporated bat genes. Besides, he was a combat-oriented protagonist, after all. Whatever else might be uncertain, being tough and hard to kill was a basic requirement. Otherwise, how could he endure setbacks or turn the tables on the brink of death?
Thus, Summoned Beast No. 2 fulfilled his duties perfectly. Whenever Yu Zhengqing broke away and charged over to attack Xia Xu, Yao Fu would bravely step up to take the damage, blocking Yu Zhengqing's attacks with his body.
Under A Tuo's onslaught, Yu Zhengqing was lucky to find an opening for a surprise strike at all, and even that came at a painful price every time. He never had a chance to attack a second time in succession. Whenever Yao Fu blocked an attack, A Tuo would frustratingly force him back again.
The entire battle did not last long.
After only seven or eight minutes, A Tuo's bites had left Yu Zhengqing covered in wounds. One of the enormous bat wings on his back had been torn clean off, and the other was equally tattered. Not a single patch of flesh on his body remained intact.
Boom!
Finally, he could hold on no longer and crashed to the ground.
"What a shame."
Xia Xu felt somewhat regretful as he watched Yu Zhengqing's remains rapidly disintegrate and melt, even faster than those of ordinary beastmen.
He had not expected that even such extreme mutations would fail to