It seemed like Zhou Weiqing did not notice the ambusher behind him and even looked apprehensive regarding the two frontal attacks, so much so that he actually took a few steps back. At this point, he could see the smug expression on Sang De’s face. Alas, how could they be more gifted at scheming than Zhou Little Fatty?

Sang De and his allies were ecstatic at the sight, and in their excitement, their attacks became even stronger and faster as they charged towards Zhou Weiqing. In that moment, Weiqing acted as if he was flustered as he swung his right hand insectival in the air and stomped his right foot on the ground as if he had lost his balance.

A strange scene occurred, so swiftly that even that Master Er Chun couldn’t react in time.

“Pluff! Pluff!” With two quiet sounds, inside a dazzling silver light, Sang De and his ally suddenly struck each other. Their body actually split in halves. The top half was frozen; there was still a gloating and ferocious expression since they were certain of victory. Their...