Chapter 434: Chapter 380: Just Cast It

“When you used the terrain to entrap me, you also used it to entrap yourselves.”

Watching Bo Ziran retreat all the way to the barrier, Zhang Yu sneered, having already manifested four Formless Warriors, two on each side, blocking the opponent.

Seeing Zhang Yu charging fiercely, Bo Ziran really wanted to shout, “Don’t come over here!”

He wasn’t afraid of Zhang Yu; he was afraid of his own teammates.

Especially seeing Zhang Yu, as if merely taking a bath, continuously enduring waves of blood lightning, explosions, and silver palm strikes.

Bo Ziran definitely didn’t have the ability to tank like Zhang Yu.

But Ma Xuan promptly reassured him in the competition group, “Don’t worry, we’ve opened shared attack intentions and mutually marked attack targets, so we won’t easily hit you.”

In the eye view shared among Ma Xuan’s team of four, four types of markers—representing palms, blood drops, air currents, and small swords—kept jumping around, signifying each of the four’s attacks.

Each marked annotation represented the landing point of the quartet’s attack direction.

Through these markings, their attacks could synchronize more closely and avoid hitting Bo Ziran more effectively.

But no matter how much they tried to avoid it, in such a fierce battle, collisions were inevitably unavoidable.

Sweeping away the blood lightning with a single sword, Bo Ziran looked at his self-checking hand durability of 32%, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

“Be careful! Don’t hit me!”

But the next moment Zhang Yu had already attacked again, with Formless Cloud Gang guiding waves of explosions, slamming fiercely at Bo Ziran.

Sword Qi and Gang Qi clashed and stirred violently.

After tangling with Bo Ziran, Zhang Yu withdrew all the humanoid Gang Qi to reduce mana consumption and further expose Bo Ziran to attacks due to the lack of humanoid Gang Qi obstruction.

“Indeed, after a close encounter with this guy, Ma Xuan and their offensives inevitably weakened by several degrees.”

At this moment, Zhang Yu did not perform the Nine Heavens Cloud Sky Force, instead continuously using the Formless Cloud Gang to guide the attacking moves, bombarding Bo Ziran time and again.

And in these short seconds of fierce battle, Zhang Yu was already covered in blood, with Gang Qi stained with large swathes of crimson, entwined like flames around his body.

“Maybe I can take this opportunity to replenish a bit…”

With waves of blood lightning shooting out like flicks of fingers, numerous large holes were broken into the Formless Cloud Gang slowing its speed.

Only to see Zhang Yu slap out a palm, guiding whirlpools of clouds to converge a mass of blood lightning in a high-speed rotation, transforming it into a blood sphere… which Zhang Yu then swallowed in one gulp.

In the next instant, Zhang Yu’s eyes widened sharply, couldn’t help but say, “How many potions did you take? Such potent medicinal strength.”

Feeling the medicinal power being absorbed rapidly within, stimulating the swift recovery of stamina and mana, Zhang Yu laughed heartily and suddenly swept up the sand and silver all over the ground, swallowing it down in one bite.

Zhang Yu tilted his head, grinned, and said, “Although it’s not very nutritious, it’s pretty good for reinforcing the flesh.”

Seeing his sand and silver swallowed by Zhang Yu in a single gulp, Ma Xuan was instantly furious, shouting, “Keep attacking! He’s about to give in!”

Though the Zhang Yu before them kept eating and drinking, absorbing the medicinal properties of Yang Yan’s blood and digesting sand and silver to strengthen his flesh, the Formless Cloud Gang surrounding him continued to be torn apart, and the wounds on his body grew more numerous, appearing a mass of bloody flesh.

The originally cloud-like white Gang Qi gradually became pale red, then deep red, until it now appeared a dark red accompanying the tumultuous Gang Qi, burning fiercely like ominous flames.

Compared to Zhang Yu’s seemingly severe injuries, Bo Ziran felt even more heart-wrenching.

Zhang Yu constantly redirected incoming blood lightning, explosions, and silver arms toward him.

Plus the misfires from Ma Xuan and others occasionally hitting Bo Ziran… Clearly in a group attack on Zhang Yu with teammates, yet Bo Ziran felt himself also being besieged by Zhang Yu and teammates.

And in such fierce combat, the constant self-check messages from his Magic Remains about the decline in durability brought chilling fear to Bo Ziran’s heart, colder than Zhang Yu’s Gang Qi that had chill within.

“Damn it…”

Bo Ziran furiously unleashed bursts of Sword Qi, looking at the bloodied and tottering Zhang Yu before him, furiously thought, “Why? Why aren’t you falling? Why aren’t you surrendering?”

The same question lingered in Yang Yan’s mind, while shooting blood lightning and glancing at the billing statement of the Magic Remains, he couldn’t help but slow his attacks.

Yang Yan watched Zhang Yu enveloped entirely in blood mist, contemplating internally, “This guy should be reaching his limit, and I ought to spend fewer spirit coins to continue attacking. And…”

On the other side, Ji Susu thought to herself, “This guy refuses to surrender; what if we end up killing him?”

“No killing; compensating for death costs too much.”

Though Zhang Yu seemed severely injured before them, he persisted steadfastly amidst the group’s siege.

And more they watched Zhang Yu’s staggering form, the more they slowed their attacks, fearing they might accidentally kill him.

Ma Xuan couldn’t help but shout, “Zhang Yu! If you don’t surrender now, do you really want to go bankrupt in this competition?”

“Look at your injuries; do you have money to heal them?”

Zhang Yu grinned and, gesturing at them, said, “Hurry up, your time isn’t much.”

Although Zhang Yu seemed battered, wounded beyond recognition, under the blessing of the Sacred Body of Earth and Wood, he could feel his resistances soaring all the way, with their offensives feeling weaker and weaker to him.