God of Pets

"Jiang Qiemo must be crazy, his Primordial Energy is already depleted, how can he withstand Wing Zhilan's Extreme Explosion Fist?" Everyone was shocked.

"Alright!" Wing Zhilan's lips curled, frantically swinging his arm, the white mist of energy on his body moved like a tide, rushing to his fist with his arm movement.

Buzz!

The white mist solidified into a tornado-like vortex, soaring into the air with Wing Zhilan's fist, like a white dragon blasting towards Jiang Qiemo who was half-sitting on the Black Stone.

Jiang Qiemo saw the violent fist power coming, and instead of retreating with his already energy-depleted body, he stood up and spread his arms to welcome it.

With that vortexed fist colliding against Jiang Qiemo, it hit his chest without any fancy techniques, instantly shattering the Secret Treasure Chest Armor outside.

Some faint-hearted onlookers couldn't bear to watch, fearing they'd see Jiang Qiemo's chest explode with his insides spewing out.

Without the protection of Primordial Energy, Secret Skills, and Secret Treasures, humans are ultimately flesh and blood; no matter how strong, it's impossible to withstand such brutal fist power head-on.

Even Jiang Tianqing couldn't help but worry, fearing Jiang Qiemo might have gone too far, landing himself in trouble.

Just as the terrifying vortexed fist was about to smash into Jiang Qiemo's chest after breaking his chest armor, Wing Zhilan's face changed; he felt emptiness in front of his fist, completely lacking the sensation of hitting something solid.

Then he saw Jiang Qiemo's chest cave in, his back arching high, as if turning into a hunchback, yet the height of his back arch was even more pronounced.

"How is this possible... he's out of Primordial Energy..." Wing Zhilan felt that his fist was always just 0.01 millimeters from Jiang Qiemo's skin, unable to touch it, while the energy on his fist poured out like a river entering an abyss and then vanished, his face turned complex.

But from the outside, it seemed like Wing Zhilan's fist had pounded Jiang Qiemo, arching his back like a prawn into a bizarre angle, as if his spine had snapped.

The spectators almost all stood up, craning their necks, wanting to see what happened to Jiang Qiemo.

Jiang Tianqing's heart skipped a beat, almost rushing on horseback to rescue Jiang Qiemo.

But the next second, everyone noticed something amiss, as the white vortex on Wing Zhilan's fist was madly flowing into the indentation on Jiang Qiemo's body.

Jiang Qiemo's body formed an indentation, like a giant whale's open mouth, swallowing that energy in one gulp.

His extremely indented chest, with ribs retracting inward and sides flipping outward, resembling demon wings or the interlocking fangs of hellish devils.

This bizarre posture possessed some undefinable sinister beauty.

Until the entire power of Wing Zhilan's Extreme Explosion Fist was neutralized and absorbed, Jiang Qiemo slowly lifted his head, looking at the astonished Wing Zhilan who still stood in a punching stance.

"Humble and Open-minded... Draw Energy and Smooth Qi..." Jiang Qiemo slowly curled his lips, uttering these eight words, then his body instantly snapped straight, a torrent of violent energy erupted from within like a volcanic eruption.

Wing Zhilan was struck by Jiang Qiemo's uplifted chest and was directly sent flying, tumbling back ten meters before landing and rolling several more meters to dissipate the force completely.

Even so, the arm he punched with was dislocated, hanging limply like a dead fish beside him.

Jiang Qiemo stood there, the white mist formed by his energy surging around him, blowing his hair upwards, continuing for a while before the terrifying energy finally dissipated completely.

Everyone was dumbfounded, realizing that Jiang Qiemo spared him; he didn't unleash the full force on Wing Zhilan, otherwise, a mere dislocated arm wouldn't be the result.

Wing Zhilan used his other hand to grab and yank his dislocated arm back into place, then stood up, looking at Jiang Qiemo with a complicated expression.

Even after exhausting his energy, he couldn't defeat Jiang Qiemo.

"I lost." Wing Zhilan sighed, having no energy left to use the Yin Yang Unity Extreme Explosion Fist, otherwise his arm wouldn't have been dislocated.

The Yin Yang Unity Extreme Explosion Fist is incredibly strong, almost unbeatable, but using four Secret Skills simultaneously consumes too much energy, Wing Zhilan can't use it often.

"I remember your punch, the Yin Yang Unity Extreme Explosion Fist." Jiang Qiemo said seriously to Wing Zhilan.

Wing Zhilan lost, but his Yin Yang Unity Extreme Explosion Fist didn't; Jiang Qiemo actually didn't completely counter the Extreme Explosion Fist, it was because Wing Zhilan ran out of energy.

"It's nice to have my punch remembered by you, next time, I will make you remember my name." Wing Zhilan said, then turned to his team, bowing to Ding Shuangshuang, Chen Guan, and others: "I'm sorry, I couldn't accomplish it, it's my fault for letting you down."

"Captain, you've already done great." Ding Shuangshuang and several others quickly comforted him.

"There's nothing to be disappointed about, this is a team competition, not a solo stage, our team hasn't lost yet, you still need to continue fighting." Chen Guan said calmly.

"Yes, I will give you full control for the next command, and I will fully cooperate." Wing Zhilan mounted his horse, took back the Wooden Spear handed by Ding Shuangshuang.

"Captain, let's start." Chen Guan said to the team, handing over complete command for the upcoming battle.

The team hurried to line up, ready to face Team 9 in the Battle Array.

But they found Jiang Qiemo still standing in the field, not returning to his horse, his gaze across the ground fixed on Chen Guan's face.

Jiang Qiemo didn't remember the name Jiang Tianqing mentioned, but he saw Chen Guan and knew that he was the one Jiang Tianqing talked about.

"I want to fight you." Jiang Qiemo pointed his finger at Chen Guan in the team, stating it outright.

With Chen Guan positioned farther back, both teams turned to look back at him, and even Chen Guan looked around but found no one behind him, not even the three female teammates were standing further ahead than him.

"What are you looking at? Jiang Qiemo was talking to you." Hua Yinong said somewhat speechlessly, having never seen someone so oblivious.

"You mean me?" Chen Guan was surprised, looking inquisitively at Jiang Qiemo, wondering why he would want to duel him.

"Yes." Jiang Qiemo nodded, "Are you coming over now, or after I've taken them all down?"

"Then I'd better come over now." Knowing Jiang Qiemo's combat prowess, Chen Guan realized that even if both teams united, they couldn't contain someone as overwhelmingly powerful as Jiang Qiemo.

Although Jiang Qiemo is strong, Chen Guan still didn't want to lose, unlike Jiang Qiemo, who consumed Heavenly and Earthly Treasures without end since childhood, his family was waiting for their next meal. Without winning first place for points to exchange for elixirs, he would soon run out of food.

Moreover, Chen Guan didn't want to miss the opportunity to hunt a World-Defying Secret Spirit in Second Awakening.

Down from the horse and walking towards Jiang Qiemo, Chen Guan was pondering how to defeat this monster.