The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Clang!

A crisp sound.

Chen Guan's scythe could no longer withstand the onslaught of attacks and was knocked away by San Tai's blade, rolling and sliding a long distance on the ground.

His chest was suddenly exposed, leaving him completely exposed to the glint of the blade.

Chen Guan staggered backward, his back slamming heavily against the huge transport truck with a dull thud.

The cold, metallic body of the car briefly cleared his confused mind.

But it was too late.

scoff.

The fabric of his trench coat was torn, revealing a shallow wound on his left arm from which blood instantly seeped out.

The excruciating pain caused him to groan.

San Tai stopped moving and stood in front of Chen Guan. A drop of Chen Guan's blood still clung to the tip of her transparent dagger.

"The game is over, little student."

She looked at Chen Guan with a smile, but dared not be careless in the slightest.

This kid is cunning, just like Uncle White Tiger, he always manages to pull out some strange abilities.

San Tai is really not sure if this is the upper limit of Chen Guan's power.

She held back in her fight, but he really beat her to a pulp, throwing all sorts of random skills at her face.

Chen Guan leaned against the truck, panting heavily. The stinging pain in his left arm and the weakness from blood loss made his vision blur.

His coat was ripped in several places, and he had several wounds of varying depths on his body, making him look disheveled.

In the distance, Long Ao clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, but he was powerless to do anything.

An Changqing supported him, his face equally pale, but his gaze was not on Santai, but on Chen Guan's wound.

Not right.

An Changqing's brows slowly furrowed.

At first, he thought he was seeing things.

But now, he sees it clearly.

The wound on Chen Guan's left arm, slashed by a short knife, bled for less than two seconds before mysteriously stopping.

Then, the exposed skin and flesh began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if being pinched together by an invisible hand.

A faint red mark replaced the wound, and then the red mark quickly faded, leaving only a torn cuff as proof that an injury had occurred there.

If he hadn't been watching closely, he might have thought that the slash he just saw was just an illusion.

An Changqing's heart skipped a beat. He looked at another shallower scratch on Chen Guan's chest, and the same scene played out again.

Although the healing speed was not as exaggerated as the one on the arm, it was still far faster than that of a normal person.

Has Chen Guan's recovery ability grown to such an abnormal level without anyone noticing?

An Changqing's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the three stations.

"You can't even stand up straight, yet you still refuse to admit defeat?"

At this point, it's no longer a question of whether or not to admit defeat.

The three platforms wanted to see the limits of Chen Guan's abilities, and Chen Guan also wanted to see his own limits, to see how far he could go when facing such a powerful enemy.

Chen Guan slowly straightened up, his body no longer supported by the truck.

His legs were trembling, an instinctive protest as his strength was drained.

"Looks like he's too weak to speak."

San Tai tilted his head and twirled the crystal dagger in his hand.

She wondered if she had gone too far, and that bullying the weak was just too tasteless.

Before she could say anything, the coffin moved.

His leg muscles bulged, and his feet instantly created two shallow craters in the concrete. Without retreating or dodging, he crashed straight into the three platforms.

too fast!

Chen Guan's speed at this moment was even faster than when he was at his peak, so fast that he was just a blur.

San Tai was already distracted, and faced with such a fast attack, he almost couldn't react in time, only managing to turn his head to the side.

call.

The force of the punch almost grazed her cheek, lifting a few strands of hair before letting them fall back down.

A fleeting moment of intersection.

San Tai reached out and grabbed Chen Guan's wrist, causing Chen Guan's wrist to twitch instinctively.

Chen Guan felt an irresistible force strike him, and he was flung away like a broken sack.

boom.

His back slammed hard against the tunnel wall, which groaned under the weight.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the wall, centered on the point of impact.

"That's enough."

San Tai stood still, patting non-existent dust off his hands. The crystal dagger had disappeared without him noticing.

Looking at Chen Guan lying on the ground and An Changqing and Long Ao beside him, she helplessly rubbed her forehead. How could things have come to this?

I should have known better than to take it so seriously.

San Tai sighed. All of this was a bloodbath caused by a single name.

"You little brat from Huaqing, let me tell you."

"Santai, that's my name."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the overturned tanker truck deep in the tunnel, leaving Long Ao standing there completely dumbfounded.

Just then.

rustling.

A few pebbles fell from above and hit the ground.

They all felt a slight tremor in the ground beneath their feet.

Click.

A sharp crack came from the dome, particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

Several people looked up at the same time.

A striking crack, like a black lightning bolt, was rapidly spreading above their heads.

Before the falling rocks had stopped, a louder, muffled roar came from deep within the tunnel, like a giant beast turning over underground.

Boom!

This time, the tremor was no longer a slight shaking; the entire tunnel was groaning.

The concrete floor beneath my feet had cracked open in many places, with fissures spreading like a black spider web across every corner.

Above, several tons of concrete groaned under the weight, and broken steel bars whistled as they crashed down in large pieces.

The smile on San Tai's playful face finally vanished.

She frowned, lightly touched the cracked ground with her toes, and avoided the densest area of ​​falling rocks.

She didn't just think of herself; as she retreated, she casually raised her hand in the direction of Chen's coffin.

A force spread out, like an invisible umbrella over Chen Guan's head, and all the stones that were about to hit him were deflected to the sides when they were within a meter of him.

Then she protected the car.

After doing all this, San Tai crossed his arms and clicked his tongue softly.

"So fragile."

An Changqing reacted very quickly.

He glanced at the protective coffin, and upon confirming that his companion was temporarily safe, his eyes showed no further hesitation.

With a flash, he appeared beside the limp Qian Yongnian and lifted the fat man up with one hand.

The longsword danced in front of him, creating a screen of light. Countless sword energies intertwined to form a shield, and falling rocks struck it, producing a dense clanging sound.

"Protect yourselves and find cover." An Changqing's voice trembled slightly amidst the roar, but he remained calm.

Chen Guan leaned against the still relatively intact wall, panting heavily, his lungs burning.

The impact of the three-stage attack allowed him to catch his breath, and his chaotic mind was finally able to start working again.

Just now, a piece of roof about the size of a small car fell down, creating a cloud of dust not far away.

Where the concrete had fallen off, a huge hole appeared, but behind the hole was not the expected layer of soil and rock.

Instead, there were rows of neat, clearly polished blue bricks and tiles.