Chapter 91 Who says we can't fight again?
"ah!!"
Wang Gang let out a scream as his wings were severed, along with the skin on the surface, revealing the ribs beneath the muscles.
Bloodshot veins instantly appeared in his eyes, and he glared at the two men with fury.
They didn't care about any restrictions or cooldown times; all they could see was the figure toying with him.
Wang Gang roared, each word distinct: "You...you're really asking for death."
As soon as he finished speaking, his muscles suddenly bulged, his skin swelled up as if it had been inflated, and his clothes were torn apart bit by bit.
The swollen skin congealed, the blood was sealed in the muscle, and a layer of petrified hard skin appeared.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Gang's body suddenly grew taller, directly surpassing Qiao Yu and Su Yang.
His arms were stretched by muscles, each hand almost twice the length of Su Yang's body, and his palms were even bigger than a giant's.
Wang Gang threw away the stun gun and swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, and punched Su Yang, who was closest to him, sending her flying.
Su Yang was no match for the immense force and crashed into the tree, breaking the trunk.
Qiao Yu's pupils contracted, and she took out the few remaining powders, flying around to Wang Gang's back.
Wang Gang kept a close eye on Qiao Yu, and as soon as she flew away, he clasped his hands together and pressed them down.
The wind blew from all directions, and Qiao Yu almost lost her balance between her two hands.
She immediately abandoned the idea of confronting them head-on and quickly changed her strategy to escape the human-shaped cage.
When his first attack failed, Wang Gang quickly launched a second attack.
He almost followed Qiao Yu's movements, and the others stopped and quickly slapped him.
Caught between two forces, Qiao Yu was forced to collide with Wang Gang's arm.
Looking behind her, she saw another palm pressing down on her. She quickly pressed the dagger into her palm, not caring whether it would be swallowed, and forcefully pierced her skin.
He then kicked down with both feet, using the momentum to fall.
Fortunately, Wang Gang's body after his giant transformation wasn't as tough as a giant's, and the dagger could still barely penetrate a part of it.
With the dagger two-thirds of the way in, Qiao Yu pulled it outwards the instant her palm pressed down, creating a sizable wound.
"hiss!"
This pain was nothing more than a tickle to the enlarged Wang Gang, but the sharpness of the dagger was too much, and the tendons in his palm were severed.
His palms were covered in blood, large drops of blood soaking the snow and forming a plum blossom pattern.
The petrified skin was pulled open, and Qiao Yu stuffed the powder into Wang Gang's body all at once.
Blood was leaking out, so she used her clothes to cover it to prevent the powder from flowing out.
At this moment, Su Yang also recovered, and followed closely behind, dragging her limp left hand.
He ran up to Wang Gang's head with a bloodstained stick and stabbed it hard into his eyeballs.
With a soft "plop," the enormous eyeball deflated like a punctured balloon.
"My eyes—"
Wang Gang let out a wail and reflexively pulled his hand back to cover his eyes.
A line of bloody tears flowed from his left eye, and his petrified body began to tremble slightly.
Qiao Yu quickly relayed the message to Su Yang, "His talent won't last long, let's continue."
She couldn't continue; Su Yang's body had reached its limit.
That last blow caused her considerable internal injury. She turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood, causing the stick to fall and plummet to the ground.
"Su Yu!"
Qiao Yu was startled and rushed upwards.
But she was almost out of energy, and even with all her might, she couldn't keep up with Su Yang's falling speed.
In the nick of time, Sheng Tang, who was guarding the entrance of the hive, rushed down.
She used her own body as a human shield, catching Su Yang a second before she hit the ground.
The two of them fell onto the snow together, and the snowflakes eventually settled down.
Qiao Yuxin jumped up and shouted, "Are you alright?!"
Sheng Tang shakily raised her hand from under Su Yang, waved to indicate that she was alright, then laboriously took out her flute, put it to her lips, and blew a tune towards Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu was finally relieved. The moment the tone entered her body, a surge of heat rushed through her, and her depleted strength returned.
Qiao Yu clenched her fists, regaining her peak strength, and flapped her wings, using the fastest force she had ever exerted to fly to Wang Gang.
The mist from the dagger suddenly enveloped Wang Gang's other eye, obstructing his last bit of vision. By the time the mist dissipated, the dagger had pierced his right eyeball.
"ah!!!"
Unlike the angry screams from before, this roar was heart-wrenching.
Wang Gang's two eyeballs were punctured, leaving black holes in his eye sockets.
Qiao Yu, seething with anger, used Wang Gang as a tool to vent her frustration.
They stabbed him haphazardly, one cut after another, stirring things up inside him with every thrust.
Wang Gang's body is slowly shrinking; his talent is coming to an end.
He couldn't see, so he could only use his hands as eyes and grope around.
Qiao Yu regained her strength and speed, and didn't let Wang Gang get close at all.
It's unknown how many times he swung the dagger and stabbed Wang Gang, or how many wounds he left on his body.
In the last second before Wang Gang's talent time ended, he fell to the ground like a deflated doll, riddled with holes.
Qiao Yu followed and landed, stepping on Wang Gang's heart.
"puff!"
Wang Gang spat out a mouthful of black blood, followed by black blood flowing from his facial features. He twitched his fingers twice and then could no longer get up.
He looked up at the sky, a bitter smile on his lips.
He can't believe he's come to this!
If he hadn't listened to Kasei, he might have already defeated the monster and won the dungeon.
But there are no "what ifs." He was defeated by greed, and also by Qiao Yu and the others who also had A-level talent.
As an A-level talent possessor, Wang Gang knew very well that the three people's talents were definitely no less than his, and the woman with the dagger might even be stronger.
Unfortunately, it was his arrogance that ultimately led to his downfall.
Wang Gang was unwilling to accept defeat and gave up.
The snow fell heavily again, covering the plum blossoms on the ground with white snow, and the forest returned to calm, as if the tragedy that had occurred just minutes before had never happened.
Qiao Yu's body was half-blackened by the electric shock, her mink coat was turned into charcoal, not to mention her hair was also turned into curly hair.
Su Yang fainted again, and Sheng Tang was also vomiting blood intermittently.
"Are you all alright? Can you get up?"
Sheng Tang spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest, grimaced, and put the flute back in his pocket.
"I'm alright, it's just that I've used up all my talent uses."
She gave a wry smile, realizing for the first time that her talent was utterly useless.
A-level talents can only be used three times, and I used them all in one dungeon. Now I really have to resort to melee combat.
Qiao Yu carefully examined her and Su Yang's injuries. Seeing that there was nothing life-threatening, she dragged the two of them back to the hive, one on each side.
After returning home, she gave Su Yang some water and waited for Su Yang to wake up.
Su Yang woke up not long after. She said she was fine, but she couldn't move a single finger while lying on the ground.
Upon learning that Sheng Tang's talent had been frozen, she remained silent for a long time.
The pollen in the bushes has been completely removed, and they are about to face their final showdown.
However, all three of them were injured and exhausted, making them completely incapable of facing a final attack.
Is giving up the only option?
Su Yang and Sheng Tang remained silent, feeling both unwilling and regretful.
Who wouldn't want to receive a generous reward when they're just one step away from the top? Stopping here is the kind of situation where you'd wake up in the middle of the night and slap yourself for it.
Seeing that the two were getting increasingly depressed, Qiao Yu grinned.
"What's there to despair about? Who says we can't fight again?"
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