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As Gu Ping stared at the enormous black wolf with its striking black wings before him, he realized he had encountered a formidable opponent. The Blackwing Wolf King, a natural leader of the Wolf Clan, was born with the strength of Jin Qi. As it grew, it would reach the Transformation Stage, allowing it to take on a human form and cultivate. This meant that every Blackwing Wolf King possessed an exceptional talent for cultivation. Bu Luo had once said that talent alone was not enough; comprehension was equally important. Without it, the Blackwing Wolf Clan would struggle to dominate among the demon races.
"Xuan, I’ll handle this," he declared.
The senior sister shouted out, but Gu Ping was not the smallest among them. Even if someone could stop the Blackwing Wolf King, it wouldn’t be Gu Ping. Yet, he found himself standing directly in front of the beast. Clearly, the Blackwing Wolf King had no intention of giving Gu Ping a fair fight; it demanded its minions to join the fray, and everyone present would soon become its prey. Thus, Gu Ping felt urgency while the others remained calm.
"Zhang!"
"Zhang."
Two voices echoed the same name—one from Gu Ping and one from Zhang Qian. Everyone turned their gaze toward Zhang Qian, confusion filling their eyes. No one would abandon their companions willingly, yet Zhang Qian was urging them to give up on Gu Ping. What kind of senior brother would do that? How could they leave their junior brother behind when they were all expected to fight together?
Zhang Qian believed they should trust him. He adjusted his single-lens glasses and offered an explanation.
"But we can’t abandon our junior brother; he’s one of us!"
Xiazhi patted Zhang Qian’s shoulder. Just moments ago, his words had been filled with excitement, but now he appeared as the calm senior brother he usually was. Zhang Qian’s assertion might have been wrong; they should believe in him. Did they not see his eyes? Those eyes conveyed that he would never gamble with his life recklessly.
Indeed, he was not someone who would carelessly risk his life.
The senior sister recalled her last encounter with Gu Ping—his gaze devoid of emotion made him seem both incredibly false and strikingly real at the same time.
False because she could never truly know his inner thoughts; real because his demeanor was always perfectly measured—never too much or too little.
Yi Dong contemplated deeply. The Senior Sister had initially given the command, and she decided to trust Gu Ping. Everyone began to rush toward the forest, while the Blackwing Wolf King attempted to intercept them. However, Bei Qinping landed a punch that sent him crashing to the ground. After getting up and shaking his head, he focused all his attention on Gu Ping, unable to intercept Dong Lai and the others.
Xiazhi glanced at Gu Ping, who was carrying the group on his back, before turning to enter Tunlin. At that moment, she suddenly sensed a fleeting surge of chaotic power. As a disciple of light, she was particularly sensitive to such contrasting energies. Yet, that brief sensation did not catch her attention; after all, the Blackwing Wolf King also possessed chaotic power like Coco. Thus, Xiazhi felt no need to look back. For now, she could only silently pray for Gu Ping and believe in his strength.
Unbeknownst to Xiazhi, Gu Ping had just collided with the Blackwing Wolf King during Yi Dong's attack, unleashing chaotic power that was completely different from the prolonged nature of light attributes. This explosive force pushed the Blackwing Wolf King back once again, buying enough time for the departing group.
Yoyo jumped out of Gu Ping's arms and headed toward the pack of wolves. Gu Ping couldn't handle so many Fengmo Wolves and Blackwing Wolves alone, so he entrusted them to Yoyo, who carried the pressure of a demon royalty. Meanwhile, Gu Ping could deal with the Blackwing Wolf King alone; otherwise, he might be dragged down by the wolves.
The Blackwing Wolf King was evidently taken aback by Gu Ping's earlier strike during Yi Dong's attack. Cautiously circling around Gu Ping, he sought to find a weakness. However, Gu Ping stood still, giving the Blackwing Wolf King no opportunity to attack. Even when the wolf circled behind him, Gu Ping remained unmoved, which only heightened the Blackwing Wolf King's anxiety while preventing him from making any rash moves.
On another front, with each step Yoyo took toward the wolf pack, she grew larger until she matched the size of the Blackwing Wolf King. She raised her left claw and licked her sharpened claws before stomping down onto the ground.
Boom!
As her claws struck down, it was like the war horn had sounded. The pack of wolves surged toward Yoyo in a primal and bloody fight that perfectly embodied the struggle between wolves and foxes. Claws and teeth became their only weapons. Soon enough, Yoyo's red fur was stained with wolf blood, resembling a red lotus blooming in a Blood River—elegant yet brutal.
Meanwhile, over at Gu Ping's side, the Blackwing Wolf King could no longer hold back and launched an attack against him. His claws quickly reached Gu Ping's face. Sensing the wolf king's fury, Gu Ping smiled; after all those times he and his fox had survived crises together in the past, it would be no different now.
At this moment, Gu Ping believed no one could stop him—not even the Blackwing Wolf King. Clenching his right fist tightly, he chose to meet the Blackwing Wolf King's strike head-on with a punch of his own.
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