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681. Strike quickly
"No, Ling'er!" Wang Zhuang desperately tried to rush over, but the opponent's merciless speed made it impossible for even a Dou Huang like him to save her.
"Miss!"
"Little Ling'er!"
At this moment, due to the distance, no one in the convoy could rescue Wang Ling'er in time. The ferocious Dou Huang expert who had attacked grinned maliciously, showing no mercy or intention to hold back.
A punch landed directly. If this blow had landed, even a Dou Wang expert would have been at risk of dying instantly, let alone Wang Ling'er, who was only a Dou Shi at the moment.
Just as the palm was no more than three feet above Wang Ling'er's head, amidst a low rumble of thunder, a palm crackling with tiny arcs of electricity suddenly appeared, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and fiercely met the Dou Huang's full-force palm strike.
boom--
The instant fist and palm collided, a violent explosion of energy erupted. Electric snakes and earthen-yellow battle aura clashed wildly, blinding light illuminating the entire valley!
In a simple, unadorned clash of fists, a remarkably clear sound of bone cracking emanated from the fist of the extremely ferocious Dou Huang expert. An indescribable burst of violent lightning energy suddenly erupted from his arm, surging and exploding along his arm.
The sneer on the Dou Huang's face was instantly replaced by incredulous horror. His massive body flew backward uncontrollably, like a tattered sack struck by a giant hammer. He crashed heavily onto a boulder several dozen feet away, producing a dull thud and scattering debris everywhere. When everyone looked, all they saw was a mangled, bloody mess of ruins.
The impact sent a gust of wind surging out, whipping Wang Ling'er's hair and clothes, almost knocking her off her feet. Still shaken, she waited until she calmed down slightly before feeling a broad, warm hand firmly placed on her back, near her shoulder blade. A gentle yet resilient fighting spirit had already erected an invisible barrier, blocking the violent shockwave and flying debris, protecting her from any harm.
She instinctively closed her eyes tightly, and only after the suffocating gust of air and the sound of flying debris disappeared did she open her large eyes, which were still slightly tearful.
What came into view was a slender and upright figure. The lightning had not completely dissipated; it flickered slightly along the edges of the figure's silhouette, emitting faint crackling sounds. This figure stood there casually, yet he seemed like an insurmountable mountain, completely shutting out all danger from Wang Ling'er's world.
"Ling'er, right?" The figure turned around, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene before finally settling on Wang Ling'er, who was still in shock and staring at him with wide eyes. His voice was steady, with a hint of barely perceptible gentleness. "Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."
At that moment, Wang Ling'er didn't have time to react. It wasn't until many years later that she truly understood what "love at first sight" meant.
"Who are you?" The sinister Douhuang asked, looking at the suddenly appearing figure with great apprehension.
His strength wasn't much greater than his companion's, but he hadn't even seen how the person in front of him had attacked just now. Clearly, this was a master far stronger than himself, and his soul perception hadn't detected anything either.
"Could it be a Dou Zong expert?" A chill ran through him, and he was ready to retrieve his life-saving trump card, which he had long ago hidden in his storage ring.
"Who I am is unimportant." The lightning-clad figure tilted its head slightly, its tone detached and devoid of any emotion. "What matters is that you are about to die!"
"What?" The words of the sinister Douhuang were still stuck in his throat when the lightning figure before him had already vanished without a trace. Its speed was so fast that the naked eye could not even catch its trajectory, as if it had truly transformed into a leaping bolt of lightning.
Before the Dou Huang could react, the person before him struck again with lightning speed, a punch crackling with wild lightning striking his face squarely. A sound of bones shattering, accompanied by the stench of blood, and the violent change caused him to momentarily lose consciousness. He didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy; then, in an instant, he heard a series of agonizing screams and cries—all from his subordinates.
Even the two Dou Huangs were powerless to fight back, so what tricks could those Dou Wangs and Dou Lings possibly pull?
Everyone lay sprawled on the ground, the heavy stench of blood mixed with the aroma of burnt meat filling the twilight.
The once menacing interception team was now reduced to a scene of carnage, with the dead and wounded groaning and convulsing in agony. The entire process was so fast it was dizzying; from the Raikage's intervention to the last henchman collapsing and losing all ability to resist, it took no more than ten breaths.
Wang Zhuang and his guards stared in disbelief at the scene before them. These Dou Huang and Dou Wang, beings they usually looked up to, were as fragile as children in their hands. Just what kind of strength was this?
Wang Zhuang had no recollection of having such a fierce friend or acquaintance. The only possible culprit was one of the three important figures in the convoy. Could it be that one of them had intervened?
Wang Zhuang cautiously glanced at the camel carrying the nobles; he hadn't realized at all how the three nobles had evaded the search. There was no movement there now, as if what was happening outside had nothing to do with them.
"Hmm, isn't that right?"
The figure formed by lightning slowly turned around, and the electric arcs jumping around it gradually subsided, revealing a clear yet slightly illusory humanoid outline.
The thought had barely formed in his mind when the figure appeared before him: "Chief Escort Wang, these people are all incapacitated now. I'm leaving the decision of what to do with them to you."
"Huh? Oh... This is troublesome..." Wang Zhuang was suddenly awakened by these bland words, and for a moment his mouth went dry, and he didn't know how to reply.
Then the figure gave Wang Ling'er a simple smile, grabbed the leading Dou Huang expert, and moved him aside.
At this moment, Wang Ling'er's heart was still pounding wildly, and the words of that lightning figure echoed repeatedly in her mind.
"Thank you for taking care of me..."
Why is this person thanking me? I've only been...
She turned her head sharply, her gaze filled with utter bewilderment and confusion, to look at the charred and twisted body, which was still lying quietly on the open ground where it had been dragged, completely unmoved. Sure enough, he was injured like that; how could he possibly still be able to defeat a Dou Huang powerhouse?
Wang Ling'er's confusion had not diminished at all. The person in front of her had a very strong impact on her, so she couldn't help but think about it.
Who is he?