【Self-Esteem Suffered 100%, Damage Amplified by 10000%】

As the system notification from the Inner World rang out, Ma Fei slowly stood up, his eyes bloodshot.

"Yang Xiangdi, stop talking nonsense!"

"I, Ma Fei, can kill this weak old man in a matter of minutes!"

"Sword!"

The Toulong Sword instantly appeared in Ma Fei's hand, the entire blade trembling.

Ma Fei extended his left hand and slowly drew the sword back with his right, a red beam of light appearing at the tip.

The other end of the red beam pointed directly at Charles!

In that instant, Charles's heart skipped a beat!

He knew this was a moment of life-or-death crisis, his body sending him a warning!

"One Sword Separates Worlds!"

Ma Fei thrust out his sword, the violent sword intent sweeping towards Charles like an enraged dragon.

"Holy light, please protect me!"

Charles raised his staff, golden light flowing to envelop his entire body.

"Protect your mother!"

Yang Xiangdi's Earth Burst Technique erupted with a force that could only be described as earth-shattering compared to before!

The terrifying power evaporated the ground beneath Charles's feet, leaving only a bottomless pit.

But even more terrifying was Ma Fei's sword!

Clang!

The tip of the Toulong Sword slammed heavily into Charles's golden light, the golden light enveloping Charles emitting a mournful wail.

Under the force of this terrifying sword, cracks began to appear in Charles's seemingly indestructible golden light.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by a series of shattering sounds, more and more cracks appeared in the golden light surrounding Charles, resembling a densely patterned celadon.

"Holy light! Protect me!"

The veins on Charles's neck bulged, his hair flying wildly, his once meticulously groomed silver hair now as messy as weeds.

He had lost all his previous elegance.

But no matter how hard Charles tried, he couldn't stop the golden light from shattering.

Pop!

A thousand-mile dike is destroyed by an anthill; with a subtle sound, all the golden light instantly shattered.

Pfft!

A sound of flesh being pierced rang out, Ma Fei's Toulong Sword flying from his hand and directly pinning Charles to the ground!

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Ma Fei gasped for breath, the use of this strange talent clearly taking a toll on him.

"Is that old man dead?" Qiao Yu asked.

"I don't know, probably not yet," Ma Fei shook his head.

"Alright, alright, you two move aside."

Yang Xiangdi twirled his staff, his face with a wild and wicked smile, looking like a street thug.

"Don't care if he's dead or not, let me give him a good time first."

"Earth Burst Technique!"

"Earth Dragon Bullet!"

"Earth Burst Technique!"

"Earth Dragon Bullet!"

...

Yang Xiangdi unleashed a flurry of attacks towards Charles's location.

The terrifying skills caused the entire earth to tremble, and Qiao Yu couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

He couldn't help but imagine himself in Charles's position.

If he were struck by Ma Fei's sword and then bombarded by Yang Xiangdi in this state...

Qiao Yu shuddered. If he were surrounded and attacked like that, he would be as good as dead.

He always thought he was improving rapidly after entering Kyoto University, but he didn't expect Yang Xiangdi and Ma Fei to be not far behind him.

He had the berserk talent of the Mage's Courage, but Yang Xiangdi and Ma Fei's talents were not weak either.

After a long while, Yang Xiangdi finally stopped, panting for breath.

The ground where Charles had been was riddled with holes, as if it had been plowed by eight hundred nuclear warheads.

Dust filled the air, obscuring Charles's figure.

Yang Xiangdi raised an eyebrow, "Could this old man have been blasted into dust by me?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, a familiar golden light shot out from the dust!

"Careful!"

Qiao Yu stepped forward and took the hit for Yang Xiangdi.

"-690!"

A terrifying damage value appeared above Qiao Yu's head.

"How is this possible! Holy crap, this is ridiculous, to the point of being ludicrous!"

Yang Xiangdi was incredulous at the appearance of this golden light.

After burning his fat, his intelligence and mental strength had been raised to a terrifying level.

How could they not kill that old man named Charles after such a long bombardment?

The dust slowly dissipated.

A figure slowly emerged from the dust-filled air.

Charles no longer had the elegant demeanor he had at the beginning.

His suit was tattered and torn, his face covered in patches of black and red, like a beggar on the street.

Half of his dashing silver hair had been burned, and he was panting for breath.

"I want! You to die!"

The furious Charles roared.

He had just used a one-time item of A-grade value to save his life.

He never imagined that he, Charles, would be capsized by three young punks.

At this moment, Charles had abandoned all pretense and revealed his true fangs!

"Holy Sword - Excalibur!"

The terrifying holy light shone fiercely, as if to reflect the rage in Charles's heart.

Three sharp and unparalleled golden giant swords slashed down on Qiao Yu and the others!

"Careful!"

Qiao Yu stepped forward, preparing to take the three attacks with his body.

At this moment, his mind suddenly began to ache violently.

Qiao Yu vaguely remembered that someone else always stood in front of them in the past, taking the damage for them.

But who was that person?

A petite figure became clearer and clearer in Qiao Yu's mind.

But then, a strange black-purple pattern suddenly appeared on his head.

"Ah!"

Qiao Yu cried out in pain, and was immediately sent flying by Charles's attack.

As the black-purple pattern lit up, the slightly clearer figure in his mind was suppressed once again.

"Yu-ge!" (Bro Yu)

Yang Xiangdi and Ma Fei quickly helped Qiao Yu up.

Qiao Yu's expression was a little unpleasant. What exactly happened in the dungeon that Yang Xiangdi mentioned?

"If it doesn't work, let's just run. That Charles is too scary!"

Ma Fei was also a little worried. Now that the three of them had used all their trump cards, they still couldn't beat Charles.

"What? Ma Fei, are you scared?" Qiao Yu glanced at him and touched his chin with some curiosity.

He was wondering if Ma Fei's strange talent could be triggered a second time.

If it could, and he could coordinate with him, he might not be afraid of this old bastard Charles.

"Bullshit! Would I be afraid of him? This old bastard has just lived longer than me! If I were his age now, killing him would be as easy as killing a dog!"

Ma Fei's forehead veins were throbbing.

"Yang Xiangdi, what do you say, should we run or not?"

Qiao Yu's eyes widened as soon as he asked the question. Yang Xiangdi's figure had disappeared without him noticing.

"Huh? Where's Yang Xiangdi? Where's my big Xiangdi?"

He looked up and realized that Yang Xiangdi had already run far away.

"Yu-ge, time to go!"