Qin Ze and the chairman appeared simultaneously on either side of the coffin.
Both of them simultaneously reached their right hands towards the coffin.
"Mine."
"Be mine!"
boom--
The collision of their auras was like a thunderbolt striking the earth; the explosive shockwave repelled them, and the clones and Wandering Corpse around the coffin were instantly wiped out.
However, thanks to the gray fog buff, the clones quickly returned to their factory settings.
"How many more times do I have to say it? When are you going to turn off the 'friendship-damaging' feature?"
"Women worry about friends, Real Man are tough."
"Turn it off, I'm not Real Man."
Me too.
"..."
While the clones were making a racket on the Local Area Network, they quickly moved closer to the coffin during the lull when no Wandering Corpse were around.
Due to the severe damage to the coffin, the protective barrier had almost completely lost its suppressive effect.
Although it still affects the clones, it's not as difficult as it was at the beginning.
"The power of Spirit Divination Stick is really troublesome."
Seeing the gray mist lose its effect, the guild leader frowned.
The spatial vortex on his chest resembled an endless Abyss, continuing to rapidly release Wandering Corpse outwards.
In just a few breaths, the area around the coffin was once again covered with Wandering Corpse.
Qin Ze used his two lowest arms to carry Miss Sword Case and bombarded the president with attacks, while simultaneously reaching out with his remaining hands to grab the coffin.
"Are you the only one with so many hands?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two azure blue arms stretched out from behind the president's back.
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow. Why did this thing look so familiar?
Brother Devour replied in the Local Area Network: "The ability of Aries."
Qin Ze suddenly realized.
Aries is always on the path of making great achievements, has two mutated blue arms on his back, and his boxing skills are superb.
Qin Ze couldn't help but think, "Does the president possess the abilities of Twelve Zodiac Signs simultaneously?"
Brother Devour replied, "Unlikely. If they had it, they would have used it already."
"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are certain limitations to the ability to use it."
Qin Ze and the chairman clashed fiercely, exchanging blows back and forth.
They both wanted to use their extra hands to touch the coffin, but each time they were stopped by the other.
Qin Ze asked Brother Devour, "Can you still stand up?"
Brother Devour took the most beatings throughout the entire event; if it were any other body cultivator, they would probably have been torn to pieces long ago.
Although Brother Devour withstood the pressure, he was clearly not doing well either, as his recovery speed was getting slower and slower.
"No problem."
Brother Devour slowly stood up.
Qin Ze nodded slightly. "The most valuable episode of Circus First Shield."
"Same old method, you find a chance to lock him up, and I'll give him Real Man's trial."
Every punch Qin Ze threw was accompanied by surging thunder and Blazing Sun Fire.
While Miss Sword Case deals additional damage, her two arms also inflict mental attacks.
Despite such comprehensive and relentless "firepower coverage," the president managed to block it all without retreating a single step.
This is only a combination of a divine thought and a portion of the Source of Jiuyou.
Qin Ze murmured to himself, "No wonder he's an old thing who lived through the old era."
Whew~
A piercing sound of air being torn apart rang out from both sides. Fire Child and Water Child, who had been hiding in the shadows, attacked the guild leader from the left and right, forming a pincer movement.
Thump--
A bell rang out around the president, and his entire body was enveloped in a large, transparent silver bell.
When Second Child struck the bell, he not only failed to damage it, but was also deflected.
A faint silver light flowed across the surface of the sword, which was immobilized in mid-air.
The president said smugly, "It's just a little toy for dealing with melee weapons. You still have a lot to learn."
The flower stamens near Qin Ze turned into crying faces and sprayed a large handful of Plague Pollen at the guild leader.
The president was caught off guard and fell victim to the trap.
At the current level of the association president, the effects of the Plague Pollen will only last for one or two years.
But in a battle between masters, even a second can be fatal.
"Now!"
At Qin Ze's command, Brother Devour appeared, smashing through the space behind the guild leader.
Brother Devour pressed against the president's back, his several arms like steel bars, locking the president firmly in place.
Qin Ze activated the Three-Second Real Man, releasing golden Divine Markings from his wrist, which quickly spread throughout Miss Sword Case's body.
"Old man, watch carefully and learn what the power of bonds truly means."
"You don't need to pay the tuition. Burn it for your mother and give her my regards."
boom--
The Miss Sword Case, imbued with divine power, crashed down, determined to shatter the guild leader and the spatial vortex together.
The president, however, remained calm and composed, raising his head with a strange smile playing on his lips.
The stronger you become, the stronger I will become.
Qin Ze was completely bewildered when Miss Sword Case landed, engulfing him and Brother Devour simultaneously.
boom--
The president's body was smashed to pieces, and the Brother Devour behind him was also greatly affected and forced to leave the scene.
Brother Devour, who had also lost several arms, knelt on the ground, slowly recovering.
"Old man, still got it hard."
Upon seeing this, Qin Ze immediately prepared to inflict further damage.
He had just raised the Miss Sword Case when his right side suddenly exploded, leaving a Flesh and Blood.
Qin Ze's aura suddenly dropped, and for a moment he couldn't even stand up straight.
He looked at the same wound as the chairman and recalled the chairman's inexplicable words from earlier.
The stronger you are, the stronger I will become.
Clearly, in that brief moment, Qin Ze and the president suffered the same injury.
The guild leader's shattered body is rapidly repairing itself under the influence of the gray mist.
At the same time, the clones' resurrection buff disappeared, and the Magician's Skill of the God was about to expire.
Qin Ze looked at the coffin so close yet seemed to be separated from him by an insurmountable chasm, impossible to reach.
"I'll stand right here, do whatever you want."
"Let's see who dies first, or who falls first."
The president, having reset the system to factory settings, spread his hands, appearing completely unguarded.
Qin Ze has also fully recovered, but his "three years Real Man " is now on its last countdown.
The question now is: to fight or not to fight?
Without understanding the principles of " Fairness damage" abilities, blindly charging forward is no different from suicide.
Qin Ze looked at the coffin and suddenly thought of a way to break the deadlock.
Taking advantage of his " Three-Second Real Man " buff, Qin Ze raised his Miss Sword Case and unleashed a powerful attack.
The guild leader cursed himself inwardly for being such a fool for not taking any precautions.
The divine light unleashed by Miss Sword Case instantly engulfed the coffin.
The coffin, already riddled with cracks, finally gave way and shattered with a crash.
The barrier on the spatial barrier disappeared, and the suppressed resentment instantly flew out.
Qin Ze, leaning on the Miss Sword Case, said, "Now, I, the Troupe Leader, grant you your freedom."
The president's gaze instantly turned icy cold. "What did you do?"
He misjudged the situation; Qin Ze's target wasn't him at all, but the coffin.
The coffin possesses a suppressive force; simply touching it will grant you a "mark" of resentment, allowing you to obtain the spirit within.
The resentment will remain in the coffin throughout the entire process, so there's no need to worry about being entangled in it.
But now, Qin Ze has overturned the table.
Without a coffin, it means the resentment cannot be shed.
If you want to obtain the Demon Suppression Hall, you must stay close to the resentment, like Jiuyou, and be entangled to death.
Qin Ze looked at the president, a playful expression on his face, and said, "Tell me, what is your choice?"