We can't just defend and not attack!

Zhang Shaozhong's eyes sharpened. He abandoned his full-scale defense and concentrated most of the chaotic energy into his right fist!

The fist seemed to be covered by a barely perceptible halo of chaotic light!

He seized the opportunity, took a step forward, ignored the ghastly faces that were tearing at him, and threw a punch straight at the evil cultivator's face!

The fist whistled through the air, carrying a chilling aura of exorcism!

The evil cultivator hadn't expected Zhang Shaozhong to be so fierce, daring to exchange injuries for injuries!

He hurriedly used the skull banner to shield himself!

"boom!"

Zhang Shaozhong's fist slammed heavily onto the skull banner!

A tremendous force surged forth, and the evil cultivator groaned, staggering back several steps. The black light of the skull banner in his hand flickered wildly, and the ghost faces on it dimmed considerably!

He felt a scorching, domineering force coming through the banner pole, making his arm numb and causing the evil energy within his body to stir restlessly!

Zhang Shaozhong was also shaken by the recoil, his arms were sore and numb and his chest felt tight. But he forcibly suppressed the discomfort and pressed his advantage, charging forward again. His fists, palms, fingers and legs attacked the evil cultivator like a storm!

He had no particular method; he relied entirely on the extraordinary physical abilities brought by the chaotic energy, some power generation techniques he had learned under the tutelage of Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier, and... a fierce determination!

The evil cultivator was both shocked and furious. His cultivation was clearly a little higher than the other party's, but the other party's energy attribute was too domineering and actually restrained him in every way!

Moreover, this kid's fighting style is completely reckless!

For a moment, the two were evenly matched, fighting fiercely in the dimly lit back alley!

A chilling wind howled, and fists flew everywhere!

Hiding on the rooftop, Ye Meier watched with great interest, almost wanting to take out some melon seeds to eat.

Ling Qingxue nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with Zhang Shaozhong's performance.

Real-world practice is indeed the fastest way to improve!

Just as Zhang Shaozhong was engaged in a fierce battle with the evil cultivator, gradually becoming familiar with his opponent's tactics and beginning to gain a slight advantage, another unexpected event occurred!

In the distance, an even more powerful and sinister aura, like dark clouds pressing down, locked onto this area!

Master Basong has come in person!