Zheng Jia Ru, as the surviving victor, also looked rather battered at this mont. His upper garnt was completely shattered by the Qi Force. His body, which was initially completely red, returned to a normal human appearance as the accumulated power within was consud. His right arm, which had clashed with Boss's punch, was twisted and deford, the broken bones piercing the flesh, and wounds turned inside out with thickening blood trickling down.
"Cough! Ugh!" After a few dry coughs, Zheng Jia Ru could no longer suppress his internal injuries. As a mouthful of clotted blood spurted out, his body knelt down on one knee, taking deep breaths of fresh air and savoring the happiness of surviving a calamity.
Two figures floated down behind him at this ti. Ye Ruozai, who carried Xia Yu out of the deep pit, placed her beside Zheng Jia Ru and, looking at the two injured people, teased Zheng Jia Ru, "Hundred-ton punch? Did you spend days thinking and ca up with this na?"
"What to call it then? Isn't it rather apt? When I punch, I can flatten a mountain! This na isn't exaggerated, is it?" Zheng Jia Ru replied, leaning back, directly lying on the ground, turning his head to Ye Ruozai with a smiling response.
"I think now is not the ti for us to celebrate, as soone over there seems to have survived!" Xia Yu rolled her eyes at the two who were teasing each other, propped herself up on her knees, and wobbled to her feet. After so recovery ti, she once again gathered so Origin Qi inside her and looked at the three Knights gathered before her, speaking without words.
"We worked so hard and just managed to balance the numbers. The enemy's fighting strength exceeds our expectations, Old Zheng!" Ye Ruozai said, kicking Zheng Jia Ru beside him to ask, "Do you have any ability to fight again?"
"Give so ti, just two minutes! Let regain my strength!" Zheng Jia Ru, who needed full effort to move even a finger at the mont, was desperately mobilizing Origin Qi to heal his injuries, responding weakly with his lips slightly moving.
Here, where the injured gathered, the situation on the other side was not too good either. Except for Lanloste, who was slightly affected, both Jiaheris and Gerald had consud a large amount of energy in assisting Boss in the battle just now, and their fighting strength was greatly reduced at this mont.
"Despicable!" Gerald roared angrily at Xia Yu, who stood not far away. Boss was dead! Although they had died countless tis already, this ti Boss was truly gone, completely vanished between heaven and earth, and all because this woman ambushed them at the crucial mont. Thinking of this, he turned to Jiaheris, furiously questioning, "Why didn't you all join together in killing her from the beginning? It's Bedivere's fault again, right? His foolish persistence cost Boss his life!"
"Enough! Gerald, reaching our level of enlightennt, is there still anything about life and death that we can't accept? Boss died in a fair duel. Are you sullying his resolve and glory?" Jiaheris was equally pained, but he was more rational, retorting to Gerald's accusation.
"Fair? Clearly that despicable woman ambushed us!"
Hearing this, Xia Yu mocked Gerald, who was pointing at her and roaring, "Yes! It's unfair! But there's no need to call despicable at every turn! If it were truly fair, you would have fought Zheng Jia Ru one-on-one! Just like the previous Knight did with in a duel, if that were the case, your accusation at wouldn't have left speechless! Clearly, the three of you tead up against one person first, so what's wrong if I helped my companion? Haha, when you gang up on others, you disregard the so-called Knight's honor, saying that the battlefield is cruel and you will stop at nothing for victory. But when you lose, you cry and accuse the opponent of being despicable and cheating. You call yourselves Round Table Knights? You must be kindergarten Knights!"
Seeing Gerald rendered speechless and furious by her words, Xia Yu felt that after spending such a long ti with Pei Yan, her words had beco equally sharp.
"Calm down! Don't be led by the nose by a little girl! Look at that man who fought with Boss. Judging by his current state, the injuries from the duel can't be light, and the little girl is the sa! Among the three, the main combat power is still that man using strange abilities as you ntioned. If we can take him out, there is still hope for us!"
Jiaheris first cald down and, after analyzing the situation on the field, made an accurate judgnt: "Let's initiate the attack first. I'll hold off the man called Ye Ruozai, Geralt, you go after the little girl. Lanloste, you take out the man on the ground first, then join with Gerald to eliminate the woman. Finally, the three of us will join forces to take out Ye Ruozai, even if it ans winning this battle life for life!"
"Alright! Let's do as you said!" Geralt knew that they had no other choice now. Taking a deep breath, he nodded in agreent.
After waiting for a mont with no response from Lanloste, Jiaheris suppressed his dissatisfaction and pursued his question, "Did you hear what I said?"
Still no response!
It was only at this mont that Jiaheris turned around and properly looked at this young junior, finding him with his head lowered, fists clenched, his body trembling continuously, entirely caught in a struggle between heaven and man, indecisive. Seeing his useless deanor, Jiaheris sighed and soothed, "Don't panic! We still have a chance to win this battle! Follow my orders and end this fight quickly! Understood? Pull yourself together; you're a descendant of the Lanloste family at least!"
The words seed to hit Lanloste's critical point, for he finally stopped trembling and gradually relaxed his clenched fists. Seeing that his words had taken effect, Jiaheris turned, ready to attack with Boss. But before they could take a step, a sharp pain struck their chest, making the energy within their bodies frantically gush out.
Looking down at the hand piercing through their chest, Jiaheris and Boss showed a look of shock, turning their heads laboriously to ask its owner in surprise, "What are you doing? Have you been mind-controlled by the enemy?"
"Mind-controlled? I wouldn't be so weak as that!"
Facing Lanloste's face, which had shed confusion and bewildernt, becoming peaceful as water, Boss said angrily, "Then why are you doing this?"
"For victory!" Lanloste greedily absorbed the residual energy from their bodies, giving his answer word by word, "Boss is dead! Regardless of the final outco of this battle, I will face severe punishnt upon returning to the church for deciding to summon you! Hahaha, ever since I summoned you, you never took seriously, did you? Now, however, I must bear punishnt for your recklessness and failure. Do you find this fair?"
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