But none of that mattered.

Because with the blessing of the Night Breath, Fang Yue could easily resolve the Yin poison attack of the Dissolving Silver Fist.

As for the external power of the Dissolving Silver Fist…

Fang Yue looked at the fist mark that had caved in his chest, slowly filling back up like an inflating balloon. His dislocated left hand bones were also reconnecting; he simply straightened them, and everything was back to normal.

"Impossible?!"

Ma Zuo witnessed all of this, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Just now, his fist had truly broken Fang Yue's bones, both in his hand and chest.

But in just a moment, they were all reconnected.

Is this even human? Even ghouls don't have such strong recovery abilities!

Ma Zuo, who originally felt Fang Yue was just a bit troublesome, now felt a sense of powerlessness.

A dignified second-rate Xiantian martial artist was completely helpless against a third-rate Xiantian junior!

It was like facing a combination of a turtle and a hedgehog; attacking anywhere would result in injury, and nothing seemed to work.

No wonder this kid was willing to trade injuries; it turned out he was relying on his own powerful recovery abilities!

His expression darkened, but Ma Zuo didn't give up. After taking three pills, he circled Fang Yue, looking for an opening.

But soon, he saw, to his dismay, that Fang Yue ate three hundred pills in one go, like eating candy, crunching them down.

Ma Zuo: …

That infuriating, disdainful expression and gaze… had this guy never died before?

His fist hardened!

Without hesitation, Ma Zuo charged up again, his figure flickering, creating three horizontal silver afterimages.

Fang Yue slashed at the first figure, but hit nothing.

As he tried to retract his blade, he was immediately ambushed by another silver figure from the side, which circled around to his back and landed a punch on his spine.

His spine shattered, and Fang Yue collapsed to the ground.

Blood turned to silver, poison spreading.

But as Ma Zuo pursued, Fang Yue rolled nimbly, slashing out with his blade.

Before Fang Yue could land, Ma Zuo unleashed a flurry of punches like a boxer, hitting three times in a row, each aimed at the vital heart.

Seeing his health bar plummeting, Fang Yue hurriedly shouted, "Explode!"

"Explode."

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

Two vastly different auras collided.

Fang Yue's body was instantly stiffened by the impact of the aura, while Ma Zuo acted as if he had done something insignificant, and punched directly at Fang Yue's heart.

If this punch landed, Fang Yue would be in dire straits!

His pupils constricted, and Fang Yue roared without hesitation.

"Furious! Fire! Explode!"

"Ye-ge?!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time.