The lightning spear arrived in an instant, and Zhao Shuanghe's pupils shrank.

At the critical moment, the white gas surrounding him, which had condensed into a giant blade, instantly dissipated. It transformed into a simple, colossal shield, standing resolutely in front of Zhao Shuanghe, radiating an aura of inviolable majesty.

Spear or shield—which is stronger?

The answer came swiftly.

Boom!

The lightning spear struck down fiercely, as if slicing through rotten wood. It unleashed a crackling roar of electricity and a turbulent shockwave. The massive shield shattered under the force of the devastating attack.

Residual force rippled outward, sweeping everything in the courtyard away, like a fragile boat caught in a storm.

Zhao Shuanghe suffered the same fate. The explosion hurled him backward, slamming him heavily against the wall.

Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. His body went numb, and a significant portion of the skin on his chest was severely burned.

“Alas, the sneak attack failed. You're quick to react; I thought I could finish you in one strike…”

Through the thick smoke, Chen Zhou’s voice carried a tone of regret.

“You bastard…”

Zhao Shuanghe was livid. The enemy had used "his son's last words" to distract him and launch a surprise attack!

That underhanded trick... was despicable.

Thankfully, Zhao Shuanghe's quick thinking allowed him to use the "Condensing Mist and Illusionary Sky Technique" to switch from attack to defense, barely managing to block the lightning spear unleashed by Chen Zhou.

However, this marked the first time Zhao Shuanghe witnessed the [White Mist Giant Shield] being forcefully obliterated in such a manner.

His opponent’s techniques were unnervingly strong—not only in raw power but also in strategy and guile.

Chen Zhou, an ordinary man just two days ago, had transformed into an enigma. A terrifying monster.

Zhao Shuanghe took a deep breath, steadying himself. His opponent's attack power was overwhelming, but his own "Mist Illusion Sky Attack" technique was just as formidable.

Chen Zhou couldn’t defend against his techniques, and Zhao Shuanghe couldn’t defend against Chen Zhou’s. This battle had now become a deadly race to see who could outlast the other.

Whoever seized the advantage first would win.

Zhao Shuanghe flipped over, regaining his footing. The white mist swirled around him once more, enveloping him and transforming into a beam of dazzling light as he charged straight toward Chen Zhou.

"Break the stone and split the stone!"

The mist coiled into a spiral at Zhao Shuanghe's fingertips, and with focused precision, he thrust his right index finger toward Chen Zhou's brow.

Chen Zhou appeared unbothered, allowing the devastating attack to land squarely on his forehead.

But instead of causing destruction, the incredible energy vanished without a trace, as if absorbed into nothingness.

Before Zhao Shuanghe could react, Chen Zhou grabbed his outstretched arm.

"Got you!"

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Suddenly, lightning flashed!

A look of fear appeared on Zhao Shuanghe's face, and he waved his right arm vigorously.

Puff!

Blood splattered everywhere!

Zhao Shuanghe retreated violently. His right arm was severed, revealing a hideous gap from which blood continued to flow.

He had cut off his arm himself. Zhao Shuanghe knew very well that if he didn't immediately sever his right arm and break free from Chen Zhou's grip, he would be electrocuted into charcoal!

"Oh, you really do have some fight left in you..."

Chen Zhou didn't move from beginning to end. He grabbed Zhao Shuanghe's severed arm and said indifferently:

"With all your skills as a three-legged cat, you want to avenge your son? Where did you get the confidence and courage?"

While talking, Chen Zhou played with Zhao Shuanghe's severed arm.

He folded Zhao Shuanghe's four fingers, leaving only a thumb extended.

Then, Chen Zhou used Zhao Shuanghe's severed hand to give him a thumbs-up.

Chen Zhou's behavior, which seemed utterly mad, made Zhao Shuanghe's face twitch. His entire body trembled, his expression distorted as though he was wearing a mask of pain.

If he had been immersed in revenge moments ago, he was now overwhelmed with fear...

Zhao Shuanghe kept reminding himself in his heart that if he became afraid, he would lose his will to fight, and losing his will to fight was almost equivalent to declaring his defeat.

He still wanted to avenge his son, but he also desperately wanted to keep living!

Besides, he still had one last trick up his sleeve, and he believed he could still turn the tide!

"How dare a young brat bark in front of me?!"

When this thought crossed his mind, Zhao Shuanghe straightened his posture, and his entire aura suddenly transformed.

He gathered all the white mist from his body and the surrounding space, condensing it into the palm of his left hand!

This was the ultimate move of the "Condensing Mist Magic Heaven Technique." It drained him entirely, condensing all the white mist into a single point and compressing it infinitely to unleash an earth-shattering attack!

Although using this technique would leave him in a weakened state for several months, Zhao Shuanghe no longer cared.

Either Chen Zhou died, or he did!

For a moment, a bright, round light, like the sun, emerged from his palm. It grew louder and brighter!

Just as the move was about to be completed, Zhao Shuanghe heard a sudden sound of something breaking through the air. He looked up and saw a massive object hurtling straight towards him.

It was his son's coffin!

"Look, your son is flying in the sky! He is flying towards you!"

With Chen Zhou's taunting laughter, Zhao Shuanghe's mental defenses crumbled in an instant.

His heart trembled, his previously taut nerves loosened, and the bright light ball condensed in his palm dimmed.

Bang!

The coffin struck Zhao Shuanghe heavily. Having already drained his true energy, he was too weak to resist and was simply knocked to the ground.

"Well......"

Zhao Shuanghe let out a muffled groan, feeling his entire body grow heavy and experiencing severe pain as though he were about to burst.

This was the aftermath of using his special technique. However, this time, the move had been interrupted by Chen Zhou and failed entirely...

In the end, he was defeated by Chen Zhou's verbal taunts. With his unstable state of mind, all his moves had failed!

"Because your move takes so long to charge, do you think I'm foolish enough to just stand by and watch you?"

Chen Zhou's unhurried voice echoed once more. He strolled up to Zhao Shuanghe and looked down at him condescendingly.