463: Chapter 6 New Friends and Old Friends_2 463: Chapter 6 New Friends and Old Friends_2 Gongsun Ce straightened up, staring coldly at the brutish man.
“How odd, your serious getup doesn’t suit you at all.”
The blue-haired strongman flaunted as he tugged at his collar; his exaggerated strength popped the buttons off.
“The new buddy is strict!” The strongman released his fingers, letting the collar snap back.
“We underlings can’t let the brothers lose face!”
Aorus stood unchanging, showing no intention to correct his word choice.
“Wow, so now you’ve become Aorus’s dog…
Budman Avis, you really don’t give a damn about your reputation.”
The blue-haired strongman took off his sunglasses, looking down at him.
“That’s quite unusual to hear, Demon.
You openly serve as Mo Yuankai’s dog, and I’m low-class for helping out a brother?” He smirked.
“Everyone saw your tail-wagging, pleading demeanor; you barked the loudest when you were the officials’ dog… But we’re all dogs, no need to sort out who’s higher or lower!”
A long-forgotten rage surged in his heart.
Knowing that this provocation was the man’s best battle strategy, his clenched fist made a sound.
Fighting here was unwise, starting a battle in his current state was irrational, he knew that…
yet he couldn’t contain the words that rushed to his lips.
“Maybe I shouldn’t call you a dog, after all, most dogs are loyal, and far more noble than a treacherous wretch like you who does nothing but betray.
How much did Aorus pay you?
I guess not much, considering you still haven’t raised enough money for surgery.” The gray-haired youth pulled out his wallet, shaking it, “Need me to lend you some money so you can go and get a new artificial eye from a doctor in white…”
He pointed at the strongman’s eyes, jeering.
“Get your dog eyes, which can’t even recognize people, fixed.”
The plummeting sledgehammer made a second thunderous noise, the fierce strike substituting for Budman’s response.
The blue-haired strongman put his sunglasses back on, but the malice in his eyes couldn’t be hidden even by the dark lenses.
“This really is, as always, your sharp tongue.
If you’re so addicted to barking, then come and roar at me!”
He exaggeratedly stretched his arms backward, flinging the misshapen hammer with a spin!
“The battle begins, Aorus!”
Gongsun Ce dodged the hammerhead, his taunts unceasing.
“Before going to Zero Island, I hadn’t noticed.
You really are such a skinny man!”
Budman’s power was troublesome; he couldn’t directly use Telekinesis or White Matter on this guy.
The best approach against him was to accelerate with powers and engage in close combat.
Directly released powers had to be reserved for dealing with Aorus and that unfamiliar singer.
Aorus was likely to do something with his powers…
He heard Aorus’s annoying laugh, he must have made a “gesture” behind his back.
A shadow appeared on the side of his vision; the giant hammer thrown by Budman came flying from another direction—the usual trick!
The strongman roared as he swung his right fist.
No worries, this level could be easily dodged…
—But getting hit by that fist would be painful.
A strange voice suddenly echoed from the depths of Gongsun Ce’s mind.
There was no logical reason for this situation; a battle-hardened warrior like him wouldn’t worry about such an attack.
Yet the voice truly appeared, growing increasingly urgent…
along with the panic rooted deep in his heart!
I don’t want to fight!
Even he hadn’t anticipated that his symptoms would act up at this time!
Gongsun Ce felt an exceptional chill all over, his body involuntarily trembling.
He couldn’t make any moves, unable to launch an attack, as if controlled by a daffodil, his only thought was to escape from here, but it was already too late.
The fist and hammer, closing in on both sides, seemed about to crush his body—!
Then, the heavy weapon flew into the air.
Before smashing his skull, another attack arrived prematurely.
The faint sound vanished in an instant, like a hallucination in his ears.
Budman’s face disappeared from his view, replaced by something else.
It was black, a deep black like the night sky.
Fluttering hair passed before his eyes, carrying the familiar scent of her shampoo.
The black-haired girl instantly jumped in between the two, knocking the odd blunt instrument away like a feather.
The fierce hammer shattered in mid-air, countless fragments falling like a rain of steel!
Her graceful posture spun like a dance, her serpent-like agile right palm meeting the strongman’s iron fist, not dodging or avoiding, colliding head-on.
The clash of palm and fist stirred up a strong wind, causing clothes to flutter.
In an instant, the outcome was revealed.
Harsh friction sounds rang out; Budman’s wrist twisted at an odd angle.
The blue-haired strongman stumbled back several steps, but the black-haired girl still stood like a sword in her original place.
Her face was as indifferent as ice, the rage in her eyes almost tangibly solid, her sharp posture like a Divine Weapon from heaven, unstoppable!
“If you want to die, then continue, Budman Avis.”
Still so scary!” Budman carelessly swung his broken wrist, laughing and spreading his hands, “I’m so scared, Rashamon!”
Qin Qianbai stepped forward one step: “Don’t use that name to address me.”
“What about it?” Budman sneered mockingly, “Still thinking of playing the good little girl, noble miss?”
The atmosphere between the two was as tense as if on the verge of exploding, a deadly battle about to occur, halted only by the voice of the Light Core leader.