Du Yu took out a plastic jar from his bag, put the white flower inside, and screwed the lid tight.

"Don't run! Our fight isn't over yet!" Fan Changhong shouted angrily. Maybe because there were soldiers around, his words and actions were all very proper.

"But I don't want to fight anymore."

Fan Changhong's face darkened with anger: "You think you can just quit when you want? You just shot me from behind with an arrow!"

Du Yu: "Don't make a fuss, you were the one who stopped me first and threw the first punch."

Fan Changhong's face turned ashen: "You!"

Du Yu just grinned, because with soldiers watching, the guy didn't dare cuss, so now he couldn't even string a sentence together? Just spitting out random words?

Du Yu: "How about you bring your mom over here, maybe then you'll speak more smoothly?"

Fan Changhong was shaking with rage, his face flushed red: "If I lose, this Demon Soldier in my hand is yours!"

Du Yu was honestly surprised, just as they were bickering, the other guy suddenly threw out a line like that.

All this hustle and bustle, just for benefit?

Du Yu seemed to get it now—no matter how this guy's appearance was, his goals were pure and simple.

Du Yu put the jar with the white flower into his backpack and zipped it up: "Not gambling, I don't care for your Demon Soldier."

The surrounding area had already calmed down, and the soldiers felt it was time to leave. Although the young female soldier really enjoyed watching the drama up close, as soon as the veteran left, she could only follow after him helplessly.

Fan Changhong lowered his voice and squeezed a sentence through his teeth: "Kid, what's your name?"

Du Yu shouldered his tactical backpack, backing away as he shrugged: "I'm called Don't Run. I'm called Run That Way. I'm called Don't Run Toward Me."

Burning with rage, bloodshot eyes!

Fan Changhong's glare felt like it could kill, and he suddenly drew his bow and notched an arrow, aiming straight at Du Yu: "You! Mother! Fucker!"

Whoosh~

Suddenly, two gray birds shot out from Fan Changhong's forehead, flanked by Wind Arrows, hurling two sizable Little Wind Blades straight at Du Yu's face!

"Eeng!" Xiaoyan let out a fox cry, and a large fireball rapidly formed in front of her!

Du Yu dodged sharply to the left: "Spark Splash!"

They really were in the middle of a fight—it's just that, with soldiers around, the man had been reining it in. Or maybe, his real goal was to bet for that "Twin Flowers"—behind his anger was a heart all about the profit.

"Rumble!"

The fireball was precisely cut apart by the two Little Wind Blades, and with Wind Demon Breath driving it, the explosion was spectacularly intense.

Heat waves roared, sparks flew everywhere.

Little Fen Yang suddenly spoke up: "If you want to win, you'd better finish this quickly—a decisive blow."

Du Yu hid behind a big tree, silently nodding. This guy at his age had to be at Demon Tamer Prentice·Peak Stage, two small stages above Du Yu.

Du Yu couldn't break his defense—that's fine, Hu Xiaoyan can!

Her Demon Skill output was already at Earth-level Demon Skill standards.

"Ambush here, Spark Splash ready." Du Yu set Xiaoyan down at the base of the tree, and with just a short sentence, the strategy was set.

The layers of lingering flames from the previous blast still hadn't dissipated, and he used the remaining cover to dash hurriedly into the woods behind.

Xiaoyan hid behind a tree, her golden-brown fox eyes tracking Du Yu as he ran off—no sadness in her gaze, only absolute trust.

And in front of her face, a fireball quickly condensed as well.

In Du Yu's mind, Little Fen Yang's approving voice rang out: "Good, let's keep provoking him until he loses all rationality."

Du Yu leaned against the big tree, and without thinking, loudly shouted back, "Oh right! I'm also called Wanna Die, also called You Better Wait for Me."

As he spoke, with each boost of Fire Demon Breath, the flame grooves on the Demon Soldier Silver Fire Bow's grip subtly lit up.

"Little Wind Eagles, attack from both sides and surround him!" Fan Changhong was seething, his voice harsh and low.

The two Little Wind Eagles couldn't really hear their master's command, but under the contract, they swept around to his left and right.

In Fan Changhong's eyes, Du Yu was just an arrogant brat, didn't stand up when beaten, and had no clue about his own weight!

The Little Wind Eagles were fast, but fanatically enraged Fan Changhong was even faster, chasing in the direction of Du Yu's voice.

And just as his figure passed the trees where Du Yu had previously hidden, a movement caught the edge of his vision.

Fan Changhong whipped his head around, and there, behind the tree, Xiaoyan was already blasting a fireball at the ground!

With all the cunning of Yan the Sixth, Xiaoyan transformed in this instant!

She didn't foolishly aim for the man's body—she still remembered how the Double-leaf Grass Snake dodged. Xiaoyan made her own call; she was going to enter Spark Splash's follow-up attack as fast as possible!

"BOOM!"

The fireball hit the ground and exploded with a thunderous bang!

"Wuwu~wu..." Xiaoyan squealed softly in pain—though the blast was closer to the enemy and further from herself, she was offense-heavy and defense-weak; her Demon Breath Battle Robe still shattered, and she was blasted backward, tumbling over and over.

"Shit...aaaah!" Fan Changhong howled as he instinctively protected his head and curled up, the blast flipping him completely.

The Demon Breath Battle Robe burst into shattered tatters—couldn't withstand a single hit!

Heroic Bronze· Spark Splash!

And in the instant the fireball exploded, Du Yu dashed out, Demon Soldier Silver Fire bow instantly drawn to full.

Eye of Burning Sun· Hunting Moment!

The whole world seemed to freeze for a split second...

"Screee~"

"Screee!" The Little Wind Eagles' cries should've been clear and crisp, but in Du Yu's perception, their voices slowed almost to a crawl, eerily deep.

The two Little Wind Eagles had just started circling, not yet far apart, their wings flapping in slow motion, two Little Wind Blades forming, but painfully sluggishly.

Du Yu's heated gaze narrowed—he checked out the two Little Wind Eagles and the two slowly-forming Wind Blades, then finally locked eyes on the man's tilting body, both arms guarding his head and torso.

Damn it, I'm still called Paper Crane Disciple!!!

"Twong!"

The bowstring snapped taught, vibrating wildly!

The whole world snapped back to normal speed.

The Silver Fire-wreathed arrow shot out at blinding speed, targeting the knocked-down man!

Fan Changhong covered his head, turned his side, brought his knees up—protecting as much of his vitals as possible. But the arrow shot right under his armpit and nailed directly into his right liver!

"Ugh...aaaah! Ahhhh!" His screams were gruesome, as Fan Changhong slammed hard to the ground.

And the silver flame burned savagely, inside out, a raging inferno!

It's impossible to imagine what having your liver burn from the inside feels like—ants biting you to death? Maybe even worse...

"Sss! Sss!"

Du Yu, who had just fired the Silver Fire Arrow, leaped aside—where he just stood, two Little Wind Blades slashed down, leaving deep grooves in the ground in the shape of an 'X'.

"Stop! Stop!!!" A startled cry came from the woods.

The young female soldier swept in with the wind, green points of light swirling on her forehead, rapidly weaving into a massive wooden stake; she smashed the Silver Fire Arrow, snapping it in half.

"Aaaah! Aaaaaaah!" Fan Changhong was still screaming, so shrill it sent chills down everyone's spine.

The Silver Fire arrow was broken, but the front end remained embedded in the man's liver—still burning, relentless...

Demon Soldier Silver Fire, Demon Arrow Array ignited!

"Stop screaming, quickly bring out your Demon Breath and protect your organs!" The female soldier shouted harshly.

"Uhh... wuwuwu..." Face chalk-white, Fan Changhong rolled on the ground in agony, his screams even turning into sobs.

The female soldier pressed down his head with one hand to pin him in place, and with the other, she swung down hard.

With a dull "thud!"

The readied wooden stake slammed onto the writhing man's body, even embedding him slightly into the ground.

Branches burst out, instantly wrapping him into a green cocoon, points of green light spreading wide around them.

Whoosh~

While the female soldier was busy treating the wounded, a gust of wind blew through Du Yu's side as well.

The two Little Wind Eagles were blown away, flapping madly to try and steady themselves midair.

"Battle's over, return to your master." said the old soldier, stepping out from behind a tree, eyes silently on Du Yu.

With Fan Changhong cocooned up in vines and leaves, the young female soldier looked rather rattled too as she turned, searching for Du Yu.

In her memory, this kid had only awakened recently. While he'd previously shown decent quality and potential with the Double-leaf Grass Snake trick, but now...

Relentless provocation → strategic ambush → one-hit kill!

All this within a handful of seconds—far beyond what the soldiers ever expected.

Fan Changhong had let anger swallow his wits, underestimated the enemy, and tripped over every pitfall a Warrior should've dodged—couldn't say he didn't deserve to lose!

The female soldier was willing to believe Du Yu could pull off such tactics, and believed that the Heterochromatic Little Fire Fox was the real MVP who broke through the enemy's defense.

But the real question was—was that arrow Du Yu shot just now pure skill, or pure luck?

That arrow not only nailed a moving target, but the timing of the shattered battle robe and the Silver Arrow penetration was absolutely seamless!

"Eeng!" Came a tiny fox cry. The female soldier looked over to see the Little Fire Fox wobbling towards Du Yu.

Du Yu, lying on the ground, was pretty much seeing double; he didn't dare stand up, just did his best to act normal, reaching out to Xiaoyan.

Blurred-eyed, Du Yu saw only a blur of fiery red rushing at him; he hugged Xiaoyan tightly and kissed the top of her head: "Thank you—sorry you had to go through that."

"Eeng~" Xiaoyan acted spoiled as she whimpered softly, then tilted up her fluffy head, her soft pink tongue gently licking Du Yu's cheek.

She seemed a bit wronged, and a bit happy too.

The old soldier picked up the wooden stake and said, "Come on, let's get him to the hospital."

The female soldier looked at Du Yu: "He..."

The old soldier said gently, "Since we're here, no need for him to call in or request the medics. This was a legit sparring match,"

"Yes." The female soldier stood and hurried after him, murmuring, "This kid's got real spirit, that Heterochromatic Little Fire Fox is raised so well—their bond's deep, and the trust is real."

"Indeed." The old soldier sighed, then shook his head and chuckled, "Heh."

The young female soldier asked curiously, "What's up, Master?"

Old soldier: "I've been stationed here for years, and this is the first time someone randomly stumbled onto the only way to get Twin Tree Flower. Maybe this kid really will make something of himself?"

Female soldier: "Can't really blame the previous Practitioners—even finding a Demon Beast completely swallowed by Cold Qi is tough, let alone the rest."

Recently, we've been getting more and more Cold Qi here. I heard all the Otherworlds are getting..."

Old soldier: "Shh!"

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