CHAPTER 1514: CHAPTER 320: THE UNHINGED RED DRAGON

Bam—!

The two people’s fists collided fiercely in mid-air, creating a loud and dull sound. A massive surge of air centered around the fists rapidly spread outwards, bringing along blasts of cold wind.

Their fists parted as soon as they met, An Yiqing staggered backward four steps before barely steadying herself. In contrast, Nan Yang retreated methodically, stopping firmly.

In the first round, Nan Yang, who was in the Mid-Level State of Demigod, gained a slight advantage!

An Yiqing put her arm behind her back, slowly twisting her wrist. That strike just now used up eighty percent of her strength, and now her entire arm felt stiff, sore, and numb.

Crazed Nan Yang didn’t give An Yiqing time to catch her breath, he roared again, punching angrily, his lightning-fast speed attacking An Yiqing.

An Yiqing tightly clenched her right fist, channeling her entire Inner Breath to increase her power to the max, facing Nan Yang’s assault head-on!

In an instant, the small forest was a stormy swirl, densely packed leaves flying everywhere, resembling an apocalyptic world in the pitch-black night!

The clash of masters in the State of Demigod was like waves turning over seas, stunning to behold!

Within the blink of an eye, they had fought over a hundred moves. The irrational Nan Yang fought more frantically, each move deadly, all targeting An Yiqing’s vital spots.

Facing Nan Yang’s frantic attacks, An Yiqing fought with twelve parts spirit, her Inner Breath whirling wildly inside her, battling more vigorously, braver every strike!

It had been a long time since she fought with such unabated delight, only this kind of blood-boiling combat could push her strength further!

For a while, apart from the wind sounds brought by the two, the quiet forest was filled only with the muffled sound of body collisions.

A long time later, both experienced a decline in physical strength, particularly An Yiqing, whose cross-level combat left her face pale, the corners of her mouth bleeding, and other parts of her body were also injured.

Gu Yelin, always hidden in the dark, watched coldly, but whenever his gaze fell on An Yiqing, his eyes overflowed with deep distress. He kept telling himself to hold on, that his darling could face all of this, it was for her own good. But every time Nan Yang’s fist landed on An Yiqing’s body, Gu Yelin wished to rush out and tear him into pieces!

However, before the worried Gu Yelin could make his move, another person, no, another cat acted before him.

"Oh my gosh, what’s going on here?" Sleepy and dizzy from the bracelet, Fatty Mao Er staggered out, almost swept away by the powerful air current created between An Yiqing and Nan Yang’s duel.

The snow-white little body deftly flipped, Fatty Mao Er quickly jumped out of the danger zone.

"Darn! Isn’t this that Nan Yang? Damn it! I used to think you were decent, but didn’t expect you to be so wicked!" Fatty Mao Er stomped angrily, his blue cat eyes narrowing, gnashing his teeth as he glared and cursed at Nan Yang.

"Mao Mao, go back!" An Yiqing’s heart was a bit anxious, Fatty Mao Er’s strength was only of the Innate Realm, far from enough to handle the powerful air current from Nan Yang.

Due to the urgency, An Yiqing momentarily distracted, and Nan Yang seized this moment to chop towards her head!

If An Yiqing got struck by Nan Yang’s chop, she would surely die!

In the dark, Gu Yelin was shocked in his heart and instantly flashed out. However, before he could take action, a bright and striking fireball emerged out of thin air and charged towards Nan Yang!

"Meow! How dare you bully my boss! I’ll scratch you to death!"

Accompanied by the appearance of the fireball, Fatty Mao Er’s voice echoed in mid-air. A flash of white passed by as the silly cat pounced onto Nan Yang, extending his little paws fiercely scratching on him!

Simultaneously, the fireball in the air crashed into Nan Yang’s thigh at the same time, instantly wrapping his two large legs.

"Mao Mao! Come back!" Startled by the sudden scene, An Yiqing quickly regained her composure, rushing forward to pull Fatty Mao Er off Nan Yang’s body. She gently stroked Fatty Mao Er’s little body, soothingly urging, "It’s okay, it’s okay, Mao Mao don’t be angry, good Mao Mao, don’t be angry."

The fully exploded Fatty Mao Er finally retracted his little paws under An Yiqing’s gentle coaxing but still gnashed his teeth glaring at Nan Yang.

At this moment, Nan Yang no longer had the spare mind to bother with An Yiqing and Fatty Mao Er. His lower body was engulfed by that sudden fireball, and his white trousers had long turned to ashes.