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  With a loud "bang", Steve's fist slammed into Song Paiyu's face, and Song Paiyu flew out with a thud. At that moment, Song Paiyu heard the sound of his nasal bone cracking, as well as a crisp crack at the base of his neck.

  "Ribs!" Seeing the small Easterner knocked flying by his own fist, Steve smiled and licked his tongue. A satisfied smile spread across his face, but it lasted less than 0.1 seconds before he let out a loud yell, as if he was the one who had just been punched in the gut instead of Song Paiyu.

  Steve's fist had just been withdrawn when he found himself in a sea of blood red. Before he could even react, his eyeballs were in severe pain, followed by intense itching all over his body. His buttocks felt like they had suddenly grown hundreds of sharp iron nails, causing him to jump up involuntarily. His head heavily collided with the car roof, directly punching a hole in it, and he tumbled out of the vehicle.

  She stared at everything that happened in the surveillance video with a look of astonishment. She covered her mouth with her hand, her face full of incredulity.

  "'Rose soul flower, iron thorn vine, scorpion grass'... What's going on here?" The dance raft butterfly saw Steve being entwined by various flowers and weeds all over his body, with his eyes even being pierced by the thorns of a rose, causing her to be filled with doubt. Was all this really Mr. Song's doing? But how did these flowers and weeds suddenly appear out of thin air?

  When the dancing chopsticks looked at Song Paiyu with concern, they were surprised to find that Song Paiyu was flying rapidly towards Steve's body, as if Steve's punch had not caused him any harm.

  "Mr. Song isn't dead, he's actually not dead!" Wǔ zhū dié had previously thought that Steve's punch was enough to kill Sòng pāi yǔ, so when Sòng pāi yǔ's body flew into the air, she didn't dare look at the screen where Sòng pāi yǔ was. Now, seeing Sòng pāi yǔ launch a fierce and unparalleled attack on Steve, she grasped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly with both hands, her ten fingers turning white at the joints, her heart suddenly rising to her throat.

  "Crackle crackle crackle..."

  "Looking for death!"

  Bang!

  Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones cracking, mixed with muffled grunts and collisions, Song Payu's body flew out again. As he hovered in mid-air, his mouth opened involuntarily, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. Meanwhile, Steve's arms hung down, his old face flushed bright red, his expression twisted in fury and indignation.

  Originally, Song Pai Yu almost lost his life after being hit on the head by Steve. However, Chun Qiu's martial arts technique was originally a body-refining skill, and when Song Pai Yu saw that he couldn't move his body, he immediately circulated his true energy to his face. So although Song Pai Yu suffered severe injuries, he didn't die. As long as he still had life in him, taking one Bone Snake Pill would naturally restore him to perfect condition. That's why the following scene unfolded.

  "Ah, ah" You despicable Eastern brat, do you dare to have a fair and square fight with me?!" Steve's two arm bones were crushed by Song Paiyu, and his body was filled with a strange and erratic true energy that made him feel like he was going to die from the pain. His anger reached its peak as he shouted at Song Paiyu in despair.

  "Now you think I have what it takes to get you off the bus?" Song Payu asked with a smirk, throwing another Bone Snake Dan into his mouth.

  The battle begins, and Song Pak-yu can be said to be at a absolute disadvantage. Steve has the ability to kill Song Pak-yu at any time, but after withstanding Steve's two heavy blows, Song Pak-yu successively disabled Steve's eyes and hands. Now, Song Pak-yu is no longer afraid of Steve.

  Steve's eyes had long been blinded by the thorns of roses and iron vines, and then he was ambushed by Song Paiyu, who he thought was already dead. His two arms were also completely disabled. Inside his body, there was an additional strange thing that kept moving around, as if it were a living creature. The more Steve feared it, the more it seemed to move towards him. Steve's heart was suffocated to the extreme. How could this lowly and weak person make him so miserable? In over a hundred years, he had never suffered even half an injury.

  "You little Oriental punk, I'll tear you limb from limb!" Steve roared in fury.

  Steve knew that he was repeatedly at a disadvantage today because he had underestimated Song Paiyu's strength time and again. Although he clearly saw that Song Paiyu had the ability to control gravity, in the blink of an eye, Song Paiyu gained another ability to control flowers and plants. He thought he had already knocked his opponent out with one punch, but surprisingly, his opponent was not affected at all.

  Steve roared at the same time, immediately releasing his aura all over his body, tightly locking Song Pak-yu's body, and then quickly rushing towards Song Pak-yu. He kicked both feet into the air and kicked them towards Song Pak-yu's cheeks.

  After Song Pak-yu had been at a disadvantage twice in a row against Steve, he had already figured out Steve's abilities. Apart from having the ability to immobilize others' bodies, Steve was also incredibly strong. However, Song Pak-yu was certain that Steve was not a cultivator of the True Way. If Steve were a cultivator, it wouldn't be just his physical body being immobilized; his internal true energy would likely be sealed off as well.

  Even so, Steve's strength is absolutely not weak. Song Pa Yu initially estimated that Steve's strength was equivalent to the fusion period boundary of a cultivator, which was several boundaries higher than his own strength.

  Seeing Steve's crazed state, as if he had killed himself and then was pleased with it, Song Pak-yu let out a cold snort. Several sharp daggers flew out of his storage ring and hovered an inch in front of him. Steve could restrain Song Pak-yu's body, preventing him from forming various hand seals, but this did not hinder Song Pak-yu from casting some spells that did not require the use of his body.

  For example, controlling flowers and grasses, for example, taking pictures of objects.

  When Wudang Butterfly saw Song Paiyu being pinned down by Steve again, unable to move and becoming a living target for others to attack, Wudang Butterfly's eyes showed concern once more. However, this time she had an expectation and trust in Song Paiyu. She firmly believed that Song Paiyu definitely had the ability to dissolve Steve's attacks, although she herself did not know where this trust came from.

  The appearance of a dozen or so sharp daggers made Wudang Butterfly's eyes light up, staring wide-eyed as Steve's legs swept towards the daggers with incredible might. Wudang Butterfly felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration in his heart and admiration for Song Paiyu that bordered on death. Originally thinking that Song Paiyu had no chance of winning in front of Steve, but now it was Steve who was being controlled, while Song Paiyu seemed like a carefree person, the development of the battle completely exceeded Wudang Butterfly's expectations.

  "Aaaaah!" A heart-wrenching wail escaped Steve's mouth, his body came quickly, but left even faster.

  Steve's body fell to the ground with a thud, and then he sat down on the ground with a plop. It turned out that Steve's legs had been pierced by more than a dozen daggers, and dark red blood was gushing out of his legs.

  "Who...who! Get out here!" Steve yelled loudly in the direction of Song Paiyu, he was sure that Song Paiyu's body had not moved at all just now, but how could his own legs have kicked so many thorns? It must be that Song Paiyu had come to help.

  "Stop shouting, there's no one else here except you and me." Song Yu coldly sneered and said with disdain.

  Steve listened intently for a while, and when he was sure there were no outsiders around, he turned to Song Paiyu with a shocked face, "What's going on with these thorns on my legs? How did they suddenly appear out of thin air?"

  "Aren't you the one who said you'd tear me to pieces? How come you're in the mood to discuss such trivial matters with me now?" Song Puyu retorted, a hint of mockery on his face.

  Song Pai Yu didn't want to tell anyone about Xiu Zhen's secret, so since the Steve in front of him thought he was an ability user, he would temporarily pretend to be one too.

  "You're indeed very strong. But do you think you can survive today?" Steve heard Song Pyo's mockery, and he didn't get angry, instead he calmed down, "I admit, I underestimated your strength, but from now on, I won't underestimate it again. So, are you prepared to die?"

  As Steve spoke, a handgun had appeared in his hand. At the same time, more than a dozen men in black also appeared around Song Paiyu, quietly surrounding him.

  Steve pulled out a handgun, but Song Paiyu didn't think much of it. However, when over ten black-clad men appeared without warning, Song Paiyu was startled because he hadn't sensed their arrival at all. Could these black-clad men's abilities be comparable to those of Foundation Establishment cultivators? Song Paiyu began to feel uneasy.

  Under the circumstances where his body was unable to move, he was being pointed at by more than a dozen people with modernized weapons. Song Pak-yu's forehead began to feel cold. He didn't have the confidence that every part of his body was invulnerable to knives and guns. If the opponent's bullets hit his eyeballs or other vulnerable areas, everything would be over.

  "Jiji, come out!" Song Yu called out to Jiji with his mind.

  "A bunch of freaks, what's there to be afraid of? You take care of Steve and I'll handle the rest!" Gigi said listlessly before jumping out of the slave spirit space.

  When Song Pai Yu suddenly pulled out a cat from his body, the black-clothed men surrounding him looked at each other with strange eyes. Wu Xiang Die's eyes shone brightly as she stared at the adorable Jiji, and in her heart, Song Pai Yu was simply the greatest magician who could conjure up flowers, knives, animals and other things out of thin air.

  "His eyes already blind, Steve didn't know that a cat had appeared beside Song Paiyu. He laughed loudly and said: 'Kid, you can be proud of yourself for forcing me to use the Black Arrow Organization's dead soldiers. Since you've discovered my secret as the only master of the Black Arrow Organization, I don't mind revealing more secrets to you. Besides these 15 dead soldiers in front of us, there are another 45 dead soldiers on their way to Lüyang Island, and their sole mission is to kill you, no matter what it takes. Kid, pray that you can survive today, or else you won't be able to enjoy the pleasure of being tortured.'"

  Tragedy, why is my typing speed so slow? One chapter takes from 8 pm to 1 am, it's like a snail's pace. Thanks to book friends for their support, especially those who gave me rewards and monthly tickets, such as [list of names]. I also want to explode with productivity at night, but the publisher has high demands, so I dare not rush into increasing my speed. Please forgive me, brothers and sisters. Normally, I'll maintain a minimum of two chapters per day. When time allows, I'll burst forth with more.

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