"Clap~ Clap clap clap clap!"
"Clap clap clap clap!"
The sound was crisp and clear.
Fang Zong's palms slapped rapidly on the Hungry Demon's back, the movements becoming faster and faster, indicating that his strength was increasing.
The Hungry Demon seemed to have shrunk; almost every half second, its expression grew more terrified, and its tall, strong, and imposing body shrank.
"Double kill! Congratulations to the Summoner for a lucky break! You've unlocked a critical strike-type spell +1, and the upgrade progress for Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) has increased by 0.5%!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations, Summoner, you've gone on a killing spree! You've discovered a critical strike-type technique +1, and the upgrade progress for Weakness Critical Strike (Fairy) has increased by 0.5%, combined to +1!"
"Congratulations, Summoner, your Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) Technique has been upgraded by +1, and is now at level 2!"
Even after filtering out the yin and ghostly energy, Ninth Sister's voice still rang out very quickly, further proving the power of the Hungry Demon and making Fang Zong beam with joy.
Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) has been upgraded!
Although it's just advancing from level one to level two, this is a method for reaching the demon level.
Incredibly powerful and awesome, the surge in energy within his body made Fang Zong feel as if he had run for eighty-two hours under the scorching sun during the hottest days of summer, and then chug down Sprite that had been chilled for eighty-two years.
A refreshing coolness, a feeling of exhilaration.
That exhilarating feeling of comfort is so intense it could make you feel incredibly good!
"Mmm... Ah... Ya... Ha..."
Fang Zong couldn't help himself and made a sound that made people's imaginations run wild.
And then, let's do it again!
"A quadra kill! Almost going berserk!"
"A pentakill! No ghost can stop it!"
"Six Kills! Dominate the Ghost Realm!"
"Seven Kills! Fang Zong is close to a god!"
"Eight kills! The opponent is feeding like crazy!"
Fang Zong couldn't help but sigh inwardly—
Ninth Sister, you are truly heartless (and beautiful)!
It's no wonder your brother loves you so much!
After eight consecutive kills, he managed to obtain critical strike techniques, some with +1 and others with +2, which allowed Fang Zong's Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) to rise four levels, reaching the terrifying level of level 5.
Equal to Ironclad Silver Armor!
Fang Zong looked at the Hungry Demon with even greater admiration.
Good heavens, this hungry demon possesses such terrifying abilities!
Excellent, fantastic!
Half is mine!
At this moment, Fang Zong had already put away the Yin Preservation Wood and was carrying the shrunken ghost body of the Hungry Demon with one hand.
Having mastered a level 9 critical strike technique, the Hungry Demon's foundation was extracted and destroyed from its very core, leaving it merely a ghost equivalent to a level 3 or 4 technique, no longer possessing the imposing presence of a powerful technique-level expert.
The menacing eyes had lost all will to fight; fear spread endlessly within them!
What exactly are you?
The Hungry Demon didn't know how to describe the indulgence, so he could only use the word 'thing' to describe it.
Fang Zong smiled slightly and took another picture.
"玏珰!"
Because of the pause, Ninth Sister started again from the beginning, but suddenly paused.
While Fang Zong was still in surprise, she exclaimed with delight:
"Eight-kill streak, very powerful, the summoner went straight for the kill... Congratulations to the summoner for a super lucky break! You've grasped the essence of the Hungry Demon's past life, and the Battlefield Melee Combat Experience Skill Book +1!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Zong was stunned by his overwhelming joy and lowered his head in a daze.
On his palm, within his line of sight, floated a pale purple skill book.
It's light purple!
It's not white, not green, and certainly not the blue of a magical artifact.
Instead, it's a more sophisticated, light purple!
Fang Zong subconsciously slapped the skill book away, his eyes suddenly turning bloodshot. In his mind, countless images flashed by, all of them battlefields, bloodshed, melee, slaughter, and rage!
The blood is burning.
It's no longer just plagiarizing the slogans of the Yang Family Women Generals, but truly...
My blood is burning!
"Fang Zong!" Suddenly, the Hungry Demon roared to the sky and launched a frenzied attack.
His secrets were stolen. He was sad and scared, but he was not like this now. He was absolutely insane!
The Hungry Demon felt he had lost something extremely important, as if it were his root, his everything. In his despair, a raging rage drove him to recklessness, and the opponent attacked in a frenzy.
The spear, imbued with all its remaining ghostly energy, burned away everything in its path, unleashing a devastating attack that could be described as a moon-shattering, star-destroying strike!
"Huh?" Fang Zong frowned.
Still immersed in countless fragments of memories, Fang Zong subconsciously waved his hand.
"Method 1 - Weakness Critical Strike (Demon)".
"Level 5, double critical hit!"
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, like a volcanic eruption, with lava gushing out and roaring.
Fang Zong's dragon yang energy surged twofold, and his palm, like the terrifying hand of a magma demon, shattered the hungry demon and hovered in mid-air before landing on the ground.
"Bang!"
The ground collapsed, and water gushed out.
The ground, which was a full ten meters in diameter, was rammed down by more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters).
It's round and very regular.
The sight of the two beautiful women in the distance immediately stunned Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, leaving them speechless for a long time.
Li Xiaoran's cherry-red, slightly pale, and delicate lips twitched repeatedly.
Xue Nuo dropped her ice cream cone with a thud to the ground, cream smeared on her lips, and after a long pause, she blurted out:
"hiss……"
"My teammates are terrifying!"
...
The Hungry Demon was annihilated, and the remaining giant rats, like deflated girlfriends, hissed and turned into ordinary rats.
Following the news report, Zhongshan City returned to its bustling state within two hours, everything as before. Chen He, having finished arranging other matters, carried a rat trap and headed to the farmhouse to report to Fang Zong.
They rented a small courtyard, where hundreds of flowers were in full bloom.
Upon discovering Fang Zong standing next to a large tree in the courtyard, Chen He hurried over, but was blocked by Li Xiaoran.
“A-Zong said he has stepped down and that if there’s anything, go to Gu Zizai.” Li Xiaoran’s words were brief but clear.
Chen He was lifting the mouse cage, inside which several little mice were running around happily, when he asked, "And this one..."
"Give it to me, I've never kept a hamster before."
Xue Nuo ran over and reached out to take it.
Chen He was about to explain that it was a mouse, not a hamster, when Xue Nuo glared at him and said smugly, "What's wrong? If I say it's a hamster, then it's a hamster! You know how it is to call a deer a horse? My teammate is terrifying, you have a problem with that?"
Yes, it is terrifying, no objection.
Chen He was inwardly grumbling when he glanced at the Eight-Armed Rakshasa Li Xiaoran, and then couldn't help but look at Fang Zong.
But then they discovered—
Fang Zong made a move!
Fang Zong lightly touched the ground with his toes and landed gracefully on the canopy of the tree. His movements were elegant and graceful, but this was definitely not the end.
He looked up at the sky, his fists ignited with crimson flames, and suddenly his eyes widened, his gaze as sharp as lightning, as if he wanted to pierce through the ancient sky!
"Weakness Critical Hit... 1.5!"
With a single uppercut, the air vibrated violently, and even from dozens of meters away, a terrifying gust of hot air still surged forth.
"Amazing!"
Chen He was marveling at the sight when he noticed Fang Zong smiling and throwing another punch into the air!
"Weakness critical strike... Double critical strike!"
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