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Everyone’s eyes popped out at the sight of Yang Zhen and the jerk-cat charging toward the tyrant on the giant centipede.

Obviously, everyone had underestimated the audacity of Yang Zhen and the jerk-cat. The two not only showed no fear in the face of the colossal tyrant and a Divine Travel Stage practitioner, they were actually taking the initiative.

The giant centipede seemed minuscule compared to the tyrant, like a tiny bug. Even if the tyrant couldn’t crush the giant centipede in one go, it could force it into the dirt. Then, if the tyrant held down the centipede in place, it could suffocate Yang Zhen and jerk-cat.

Everyone anxiously watched the tyrant, specifically Elder Yang’s face visible through the crystal window at the end of the tyrant.

Elder Yang’s face was as green as a ghoul’s. Seeing Yang Zhen’s reckless charge, he was furious and yelled pointing at the centipede, “Impudent child, you dare to provoke my Earth Shaker from Mountain Hua’s blessed land. No one can save you now!”

With that, Elder Yang waved his hand and ordered, “Crush it—shatter this little insect!”

Whirr!

The tyrant gave out a humming sound, releasing a terrible shockwave. Although the shockwave did not spread due to the Sea Dragon Pool water, everyone was still startled.

To their surprise, the tyrant, once at full speed, was quick, at least faster than their shuttle speed.

With a rumbling like an earthquake, the tyrant charged like an enormous mountain against the giant centipede.

“It’s over, with this impact, Yang Zhen’s giant centipede is doomed!”

“What do you mean it’s over? If Yang Zhen’s centipede is indeed smashed, it would be a moment of great satisfaction.”

“Yang Zhen has underestimated the deep resources of Mountain Hua’s blessed land, there’s no way this could… What, this is impossible!”

Intimidating like a mountain bearing down, the tyrant cleared away the surrounding dirt. It was as if a Divine Travel Stage practitioner confronting a Nascent Soul Stage practitioner, displaying a dominating aura.

Just when everyone thought Yang Zhen couldn’t escape, Yang Zhen sighed and said, “Slow, too slow. You’re not ashamed of this slowpoke. Looks like I need to teach you some basic physics.”

Phy…physics?

Upon hearing this unfamiliar word, everyone flinched, followed by a change in their expressions.

The giant centipede Yang Zhen was on suddenly speeded back with incredible speed as he faced the advancing tyrant. Its twenty-odd legs moving at lightning speed.

At the same time, Yang Zhen’s irritating voice echoed with a strange tone.

“Friction, friction, is the devil’s pace…”

Whirr!

As the centipede retreated, it abruptly swung its tail, raising its entire body in an almost perfect arc, facing the tyrant.

Everyone was dumbfounded at the sight. Simultaneously, Yang Zhen’s strange tones, like a charm, continuously echoed in their minds. Several low-willed practitioners even subconsciously lifted their toes and knocked on the shuttle floor to Yang Zhen’s rhythm.

“Friction, friction, is the devil’s pace. One step, two steps, one step, two steps, one step, one step, like claws and teeth…”

With Yang Zhen’s unusual words and tones, the giant centipede also began moving to the rhythm in front of the tyrant. It backtracked, swung its tail, advanced, swiped its claws, making everyone nearly spit blood in vexation.

It was too fast, too fast compared to the centipede. The tyrant’s speed was slower than a snail’s as Yang Zhen continued his ’friction friction’ dance. The overwhelming aura of the tyrant seemed ridiculous.

“Damn it, kid, what kind of martial skill is this? It’s so irritatingly scary. Why can’t I control my body, wanting to ‘frict’ with you?”

The jerk-cat’s voice echoed with an extremely strange tone.

“Then come together, come on, come on, raise your hands, rub your shoes, let’s do it together, friction, friction…”

“This is going quite well, young lad, hold on, let this esteemed one have a try, I’ve never had such fun toying with a guy in the Divine Travel Stage…”

The Scoundrel Cat’s voice was intermittent, followed by an earth-shattering cough as if it was clearing its throat, then it let out a strange cry, mimicking Yang Zhen’s tone.

However, compared to Yang Zhen, the Scoundrel Cat’s tone and the large centipede’s actions were even more infuriating.

Damn it, these two bastards were too vile, they had such terrifying speed, yet they chose not to run or fight, just twerking here?

Everyone’s eyes were twitching, mouths hung open, their faces filled with disbelief.

They were infuriating people without paying the price!

Just then, a roar full of extreme anger came forth, startling everyone.

“Yang Zhen!” Elder Yang seemed insanely angry. Inside his roaring voice, a surge of energy erupted like a raging sea, his beard and hair flying randomly, his eyes were red, and he pointed at Yang Zhen, trembling and roaring: “You’re dead, you’re so dead, you damned thing, I, Yang Baiming, will kill you even if I have to go to heaven and earth!”

“Oh dear, lad, this old chap has gone mad. How dare he threaten you in such a situation?” the Scoundrel Cat’s voice came, apparently keen on stirring things up.

Yang Zhen fell silent for a moment, then said seriously, “Should I really be doing this? This seems a bit too much.”

“What?” Scoundrel Cat was taken aback.

Not just the Scoundrel Cat, even the people around them were stupefied, staring at the giant centipede in bewilderment.

Was Yang Zhen suddenly developing a conscience?

Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, even Yang Baiming was startled, his expression fluctuating as he stared at the giant centipede.

For a while, all that could be heard was the roaring sound of the Sea Dragon Pool water. After quite some time, Yang Zhen’s voice came again, and he surprisingly let out a deep sigh, then said, “Ah well, let’s spare those who can be spared, we shouldn’t go too far…”

“Hold it, lad, you aren’t going crazy, are you?” the Scoundrel Cat’s tone was full of bewilderment.

Yang Zhen sighed again, then said, “What we did has made Elder Yang this angry, which is quite wrong. I’m not going crazy, I just realized how wrong I was. So, to keep Elder Yang from becoming more furious, we should just kill him!”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone was stunned.

The next moment, apart from Yang Baiming, everyone else went mad, cursing Yang Zhen collectively.

Damn it, at first, they thought this bastard really had a change of heart. Turns out you can never be too scoundrelly, only more so.

Kill him if the laughter stops?

Yang Zhen really dares to say it!

Splutter!

A stunned Yang Baiming suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. It was obvious that a flushed Yang Baiming had tried hard to stop himself from spitting blood but had failed.

“Yang Zhen!” Yang Baiming roared: “You despicable and shameless boy, if I do not die today, I will make you wish you were dead someday!”

“Oh dear, I’m so scared!” came Yang Zhen’s voice: “Unfortunately, I still want to enjoy the heroic sight of you doggy paddling in the Sea Dragon Pool!”

As soon as the voice fell, the giant centipede suddenly moved quickly, reaching the flank of the imposing figure in the blink of an eye.

“Scoundrel Cat, stab him!”