Chapter 532: Chapter 522: Is There Such a Possibility?

Moreover, they coordinated with each other seamlessly; you breach the defense, I ambush, you attack from the front, I hit from the back of the head…

Although the Roc Demon Venerable was indeed more powerful than these individual strongmen, he was thrown into disarray. He was continuously hit, stumbled, blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and even one of his incisors was knocked out!

Someone also shouted simultaneously, “Rabbit, watch closely, learn well. Look how your seniors are fighting! Ada!”

“Ow, ow, ow! Kicking your Old Second… haha, got you! I’m gouging your eyes out!”

…

The Roc Demon Venerable had fought countless battles throughout his life, but he swore he had never encountered such a messed-up fight!

It felt like a sick, elderly lion in Africa alone against a pack of rectum-digging hyenas; aside from desperately sitting its butt on the ground, waving useless palms, and dry roaring, it was powerless…

Meanwhile, Rabbit, living up to expectations, was circling around, observing everyone’s combat techniques.

Although before, the seniors had also used these weapons to greet the Demon Lord, Yi Zheng had assumed they just picked up random things to use as weapons. Now, he realized, these weren’t random at all; they were their weapons!

He remembered what the mental method stated: The value of a weapon lies in its surprise, not its sharpness!

At that time, Yi Zheng felt it made sense but didn’t understand how to apply it. Now, seeing his seniors’ weapons were common items like tree stumps, bricks, large stone slabs, and pieces of furniture, he suddenly understood.

Elder Zi commented from the side, “Previously, you learned from books. This time, observe its application in real combat. Moreover, reading a book a hundred times is no substitute for practicing once. You’d better feel it yourself by stepping into the arena.”

Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng immediately shook his head as if it were a rattle-drum. “Are you joking? That guy is strong like a monster. If I go up there, wouldn’t I be dead with just one slap?”

Elder Zi gave him a look, “Do you think your brothers are useless? They’re holding back their strength to demonstrate the correct way to fight. If they really went all out, that guy, who has dissipated about forty to fifty percent of his spiritual energy, would have been beaten to death by now.

Besides, that big bird has been worn down for so long, its blood flows exceedingly fast, and its spiritual energy has dissipated about four to five tenths; its combat power has greatly reduced, and its threat is no longer that big.

Just go ahead; your brothers will protect you.”

Yi Zheng saw the reasoning but decided to fit in by employing his unique weapon–the plank teeth!

While others attacked the upper three roads, he would bite at the thighs below.

The Roc Demon Venerable, seeing a seventh-stage rabbit daring to lay a hand on him, instantly flared up in rage and was about to strike when he was blocked by the strong men around using various methods.

A bite from the rabbit might not hurt, but these strong men’s fists and weapons not only caused pain but were also potentially lethal. Faced with this choice, he had no choice but to temporarily ignore the rabbit.

Rabbit also discovered, although his teeth were good, they really couldn’t bite through the thick armor of the Roc Demon Venerable.

At this time, someone shouted, “Rabbit, the thigh isn’t a vital spot, bite his crotch!”

Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng’s face turned scarlet and he cursed, “Am I supposed to fight him or serve him? Scram!”

However, this reminder instantly gave Yi Zheng an idea. He took out some carrots, tied them together and, seizing the opportunity, lifted the Roc Demon Venerable’s skirt armor and stuffed them inside.

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

Loud bangs sounded. Although it didn’t breach the defense, getting such an attack in the crotch immediately startled the Roc Demon Venerable, and then he got smacked in the face by a stool!

Another tooth flew out…

The Roc Demon Venerable roared incessantly and waved his Long Spear frantically, pushing the crowd back a little. Then he spotted the plump rabbit and immediately got angry, flicking his Long Spear directly towards the rabbit’s face!

Just then, a withered large hand reached over and grasped the Long Spear.

The one who acted wasn’t Elder Zi, but another old man!

Among the 72 disciples of Kong Ni, the ten oldest were all skinny old bones. The one who acted this time ranked tenth, Zi Ku, and was the skinniest among them–his eye sockets sunken in, he stood there resembling a mummy to those unaware if he was alive.

Yi Zheng didn’t dare look at that face for too long.

It had never occurred to him that this old man, who had never spoken to him or even greeted him before, would now take action.

The Roc Demon Venerable saw his Long Spear was grabbed. Furious, he was about to curse when he saw that face and got so scared he stuttered, “You… what are you?!”

Zi Ku glanced at the Roc Demon Venerable, then suddenly exerted his strength. With a crack, the Demon Venerable looked like he had seen a ghost as he watched his Long Spear, held in the dry, withered hand, crackle and burst open.

“This… how is this possible?” The Roc Demon Venerable knew very well how precious his Long Spear was; even he could only slightly damage it if he tried his best, but absolutely couldn’t destroy it!

Yet it was crushed into pieces by this withered old man!

What level of strength did this old man possess?

In an instant, the Roc Demon Venerable felt his whole body turn cold, his soul tremble, realizing the deep pit he had fallen into.

The Roc Demon Venerable’s face turned deathly pale, his voice trembling, “Can… can I surrender now?”

Zi Ku drew back his hand, and along with it came a section of the spear shaft!

The shaft made of nine-turn refined iron was actually broken off by his bare hands, and then like sand, it slipped through his fingers…

Clang!

The spear tip fell to the ground…

At the same time, the Roc Demon Venerable raised the spear with only the shaft remaining in his hand, “I surrender, I surrender!”

Facing such a monster, the Roc Demon Venerable completely gave up resisting, while simultaneously cursing the descendants of the Peng Demon King through eighteen generations in his heart, “Old Third, you bastard! Is this the worthless sect you spoke of? This the sect that you said was trash except for Kong Ni?”

Are they all monsters here?

We’ve been royally screwed by you this time!”

Just then, the sect’s gates banged loudly, followed by the voice of the Peng Demon King coming through: “All troops attack, from inside and out, wipe out the Chopping Wood Sect!”

Upon hearing this, the Roc Demon Venerable panicked immediately– if they were to charge in, would anyone leave alive?

The Peng Demon King wasn’t coming to save him; he was about to ruin his whole family!

He was about to explode with anger…

Bang!

A brick slapped onto the back of the Roc Demon Venerable’s head, knocking him out cold.

Then, the brawny men of the Chopping Wood Sect glanced at the gate, and with smiles cracking their faces, one ran to unhitch the gate shouting, “Not good, the gate’s been breached, we’re gonna die!”

Next, countless figures burst into the Chopping Wood Sect as they roared, “Kill! Kill all the trash of the Chopping Wood Sect!”

The Peng Demon King was the first to charge in, yelling, “Big brother, second brother, here I come!”

Then he saw his second brother hanging from a tree, and his big brother lying on the ground, as a group of brawny men were cracking their knuckles and bearing sinister smiles at him.

Especially that Rabbit, who had even pulled out a large iron pot and begun scattering green onions inside!

The face of the Peng Demon King changed dramatically, and dejectedly said, “We’re totally screwed…”

The next moment, the brawny men grabbed their weapons and charged forward, the Peng Demon King giving up on resisting completely.

For he had tried too many times, resistance was futile, better to just ask for a quick end.

The Peng Demon King was instantaneously flattened to the ground, then he saw those brawny men with weapons charging into the troops, knocking down one with each fist, a group with each cudgel, and clearing the ground with every stool…

One of the brawny men pulled out a large bag, uttered a spell, and then the bag grew bigger!

A group of brawny men sheathed their weapons, opened their hands wide and grabbed hundreds of Little Demons before throwing them into the bag.

Tens of thousands of troops, in just a short while, were all captured and thrown into the bag.

After capturing all the Demon Soldiers who rushed in, the brawny man was about to close up the bag when someone shouted, “There’s one more at the gate!”

Everyone swiftly turned to look, only to see an old man with a white beard peeking inside. Upon noticing he was being watched, he quickly pulled his head back in.

Yi Zheng quickly shut the gate, and in a low voice said, “Star Lord, hide well, I can only protect you this one time, don’t make any noise!”

Faintly, he heard a nervous voice from outside, “It’s too brutal… Thank you, Rabbit!”

Yi Zheng said, “No need for thanks between brothers.”

Gold Star Taibai outside was stunned, “Brothers?”

When the Peng Demon King next saw the Rabbit, his expression had totally changed, “Rabbit, um, is it still possible for me to be your mount, doubling as a bodyguard and bouncer now?”

The Rabbit, while munching on Roc leg meat and drinking Roc meat soup, belched and then glanced at the Peng Demon King, “Don’t be like this, we’re all good people, the easy-to-talk-to kind. Maybe you want to refuse again?”

The Peng Demon King’s heart twitched…

The Roc Demon Venerable beside him angrily said, “Old Third, are you still dithering? Hesitate any more, and I’ll stew you for soup!”

The Little Roc Demon Venerable also shouted, “Old Third, just yield to him? Our Golden Winged Great Roc clan, though noble, has had more than one or two as mounts. You won’t be the first!”

The Peng Demon King angrily looked at the two brothers who were outrightly selling him out, only for the brothers to glare back even more fiercely, clearly saying, “You screwed us over first!”

The Peng Demon King immediately lost his will to argue.

Yi Zheng said, “How about you three discuss it again?”

“No need to discuss! From now on, Old Third will be your mount, bouncer, and also a bodyguard. If he dares say a word of refusal, I’ll beat him to death!” the Roc Demon Venerable said haughtily.

Yi Zheng glanced at the Peng Demon King and then at the Roc Demon Venerable, cleared his throat, and said, “Him juggling three roles by himself, isn’t that too exhausting?”

“Don’t worry about him; he can handle it,” the Roc Demon Venerable declared.

Yi Zheng nodded, then said, “Do you think it’s possible for you three to take one job each? Split the three tasks among yourselves?”

“What?!” Neither the Roc Demon Venerable nor the Little Roc Demon Venerable had expected this Rabbit to be so ambitious, wanting to employ all three of them.