The Six-Armed Battle General showed no emotion, staying cold and mechanical from start to finish, like a true war machine—nothing could shake it. But faced with this "strange" weapon, it was genuinely stunned for a moment—this weapon was so bizarre, it was almost beyond belief! Swinging its own comrade around like a yo-yo? Even the hidden weapons tossed by Tang Bohu’s dad during the deadly duel with the Scholar weren’t this vicious, weren’t this wild!
Maybe, compared to the person being attacked, the one being thrown as a weapon is actually the unluckiest of all...
But the Six-Armed Battle General didn’t have time for random thoughts, because when the "yo-yo" came flying, it finally realized how terrifying this move was. Teacher Yang’s attack, spinning at super speed, was unimaginably fast; in an instant, he unleashed a barrage of punches like a rainstorm. The wild sounds and dazzling attack sequence left the Six-Armed Battle General trembling and retreating again and again.
"Hiss—!" That seemed to be the Six-Armed Battle General’s roar. Abandoning defense, it stabbed forward with its short spear in a desperate, life-for-life attack. No matter how fast Teacher Yang spun, he was still mid-air—let’s see him dodge this!
But the strike hit nothing, because Jill Young yanked the chain hard from behind, reeling Teacher Yang back in like a yo-yo.
Smack! Catching Teacher Yang by the lower back, Jill Young lit up like she’d found a new toy: "This is actually pretty fun! What do you think?"
Teacher Yang rubbed his eyes, looking a bit dazed, and muttered, "Kind of dizzy."
"Then it’s all good! Keep going—Dreamwalking Meat Grinder, activate!" Jill Young laughed and threw Teacher Yang out again, spinning him so hard it was like she wanted to centrifuge all his blood. Buzzing with wild rotation, Teacher Yang charged the Six-Armed Battle General once more, who now looked about ready to kneel.
This super spinning battle technique—so agile and powerful—could only be pulled off by the Young twins. With hypersynchronized senses, brute strength to swing a hundred-plus kilos of meat like a yo-yo, and honed, versatile boxing skills, missing any one of these would be a recipe for disaster. But with all the pieces in place, it’s an unbelievably sharp and creative attack.
The name "Jill 'Qi'" is just perfect—couldn’t be more on point!
Teacher Yang’s eyes flashed with ghostly light. Even while spinning at extreme speed, he could still land precise attacks. His endless flurry of punches shattered the Six-Armed Battle General’s defenses, raining down on its chest and abdomen—each strike an internal boxing blow. Crackling sounds echoed inside the Six-Armed Battle General as it trembled all over.
Bang! Teacher Yang kicked twice, sending the Six-Armed Battle General flying. At the same time, he used the attack to shed his spinning momentum, flipped in midair, and landed in a bow stance. Grabbing the iron chain, he suddenly swung his arms wildly. On the other end, Jill Young—who’d also tied the chain to her waist—was flung out like a rocket. For a moment, Teacher Yang’s usually blank face showed a sly, mischievous grin as he shouted, "Here’s my move: the Human Meteor Hammer—Crazy Tomboy Edition!"
There’s a certain spirit called self-roasting…
"Waaah!" Jill Young shrieked, flying out like a missile. She’d just made Teacher Yang spin, now it was his turn to let her experience orbital motion. Teacher Yang now had seven layers of Titan Spirit Method power—over four tons of arm strength—swinging Jill Young so fast she became a blur.
"Whoosh!" Teacher Yang shook the iron chain, and Jill Young, whistling through the air, plummeted down onto the airborne Six-Armed Battle General. Thud! Jill Young unleashed fists and kicks, smashing the Six-Armed Battle General from the sky to the ground like a meteor, kicking up a wild gust. Its short spear flew far away, knocked loose from its grip.
Crack! The Six-Armed Battle General staggered to its feet, its pitch-black armor splitting with countless cracks, blue blood dripping everywhere. It reached for its belt buckle—not to escape, but to remove it. Whoosh! The buckle turned into glittering light particles and vanished, but the Six-Armed Battle General clenched its six fists, brimming with murderous intent, not retreating an inch.
Jill Young raised an eyebrow: "Fighting to the death, huh? Well, you’re a real warrior."
If it’s a warrior, then let’s end it like warriors! Jill Young strode forward, fists clenched, blood energy surging and merging as if a dragon was awakening within her. After a brief pause, she took a step that most Dragon Elephant cultivators could never achieve in a lifetime—she attained the power of one dragon!
"Hah!" Boom—the ground exploded as Jill Young punched out. At the same time, Teacher Yang followed like a phantom, his fingers and palms radiating mysterious waves—the Advanced Internal Martial Arts.
A punch and a palm, landing on the Six-Armed Battle General at the same time...
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The belt buckle that turned into light particles crossed the dimensional barrier, returning to the distant alien civilization. The message was transmitted at high speed, sparking some attention and discussion. The same voices as always—let’s have the author translate:
"The badge of Phantom Group’s No. 123 Six-Armed Battle General has returned."
"There’s actually an individual in the world on the other side of the wormhole who can defeat a Phantom Series Battle General head-on? Weren’t we told that world was low-level?"
"Should we send a higher-tier Six-Armed Battle General next, or maybe the Eight-Armed Battle King?"
"No, just collapse the wormhole space directly."
"Why?"
"If there’s someone who can beat Phantom 123 head-on, it means the world on the other side isn’t just a simple low-level world. To prevent future conflict, the best option is to completely collapse the wormhole and erase all spatial data. Even if anyone survives inside, they’ll be exiled to the depths of temporal turbulence and won’t pose a threat."
"Seconded."
"Alright, initiate the space collapse protocol immediately."
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Pacific Ocean floor, near the wormhole entrance. The mechas that had just been braked were starting to move again—clearly, the control room had been retaken and the brake system disabled.
"Gentlemen, I’ve got it sorted—everyone can move now, right?" Jacob’s voice came through the channel, panting but still full of energy. "That bastard escaped, but he didn’t get far—he’s cornered in a storage room. No matter how hard he resists, it’s only a matter of time before we get him."
Jasper Xiao said nothing. Xu Peng’s betrayal left him deeply troubled. It wasn’t that he couldn’t handle such things—he was thinking about the bigger picture. Xu Peng wasn’t an isolated case; he represented a certain mindset. How many higher-ups shared the idea that uncontrollable Chosen Ones should be eliminated? Jasper couldn’t help but ponder this.
Li Yuncong wasn’t thinking so much—he immediately asked, "What’s going on inside the wormhole? Did we win?"
"No idea. The relay station’s badly damaged—only getting patchy, fuzzy signals."
Koster thought for a moment, then gave the order: "Everyone, prepare to enter the wormhole for support!" The relay station’s damage meant things weren’t going smoothly inside, but the fact there were still signals meant it wasn’t a total loss. "We can’t let them fight alone. Move out!"
Just as the twenty-plus mechas were about to move, Jacob suddenly yelled, "Wait, hold up! I’m picking up something... What the—oh god, the wormhole’s collapsing! The internal space is collapsing!"
"What?!" Koster shouted. "What about the people inside?"
"I don’t know—they might get crushed or teleported, nobody’s ever been through this! But if they get caught in the spatial annihilation, it can’t be good!"
Koster immediately roared, "Quick, find a way to contact the people inside!"
No sooner had he spoken than Jasper Xiao’s mecha suddenly bolted, leaping toward the wormhole entrance. The Gao Sisters’ mechas also started running, but the other mechas quickly grabbed them and pinned them to the ground, holding them tight.
"Damn it, it’s too dangerous!" Koster shouted in anger.
The Gao Sisters, nearly in tears, called out to Jasper Xiao: "Jingzhe-ge, please, save Big Sis and the others!"
Jasper Xiao didn’t answer—he just charged into the wormhole without hesitation.
Unlike the tense crowd outside, Jill Young inside the wormhole didn’t feel any impending doom.
She scooped up a handful of Secondary Meat Pills, eyes sparkling with gold. Tossing them skyward, she laughed like a pirate who’d found treasure: "Jackpot, jackpot! We’re rich!"
After slaying the Six-Armed Battle General, the twins grabbed its six short spears and immediately went all out with the Dragon Elephant Extraction Technique. The info from the golden side statue was getting clearer and clearer—the moment of return was close. Every second counted as they frantically brewed experience pills.
Amid the crackling chaos, piles of Secondary Meat Pills stacked up like grain in a barn, their rich aroma nearly intoxicating. "More, more, keep it coming! Fill up the storage space!" The storage space had doubled since leaving Steel Testicle City, and even after stashing the Reverse Flow Motorcycle and other gear, there was still plenty of room. If they could fill it with Secondary Meat Pills, they’d never have to worry about running out of experience pills for a long time.
"Ahaha, there’s even a Fragmented Pill!" Amid the shimmering light, another big chunk of a real Meat Pill was refined—way bigger than the piece Jill Young ate earlier, like half a whole Meat Pill sliced clean off.
The Meat Pills kept pouring out—Jill Young was beyond thrilled, it was a super haul! These Meat Pills were priceless, a huge boost for future adventures!
Suddenly, Jill Young looked up, puzzled, at the distant boundary. "Something’s off over there..." She scanned left and right, finally spotting the problem—the space itself was shrinking.
The membrane-like boundary was shrinking, like a balloon losing air. As it shrank, it wrinkled and cracked, like a windshield smashed by a baseball bat.
"No way..." Jill Young’s jaw dropped. "All I did was beat up an alien—do they have to blow up the whole world?!"
Pop! The edge of her vision rippled as a crack finally opened in the shattered boundary. Strange, obscure "air currents" spilled in, forming an incomprehensible "wind." As it blew, the collapse of space sped up. With a chorus of cracking sounds, the alien base’s buildings snapped and crumbled. The wild wind howled, like a hurricane, and an apocalyptic vibe filled the air.
Elsewhere in the ruins, Swallow crouched in a corner, clutching her stomach. Dust rained down—she knew there was no escape, so she could only scream and wail.
But Jill Young’s reaction was the total opposite.
"Oh, come on! I just reached the bonus round and you’re pulling this on me? No way—I’m grabbing every last Meat Pill!" With her new dragon power, the Dragon Elephant Extraction Technique was stronger than ever. Jill Young shouted and went all out, sweeping up every pill in sight.
What, you say I should be content and just run? Don’t kid me! The Fist King is busted up—how am I supposed to escape? Besides, Jill Young could feel the Time-Space Capsule was about to show up—returning to Earth was just around the corner. Once that thing arrived, it’d be better than any escape pod, so she’d rather use these last moments to loot as much as possible!
Boom—the world’s edge shattered and collapsed, chaotic, obscure currents swirling through the space. They didn’t do any physical harm, but they sounded the death knell for this world. By the time Jasper Xiao charged in, the wormhole was on its last legs.
"Where are they?! Where?!" Jasper Xiao searched frantically, when suddenly a signal came through, pointing the way. "This signal—it’s from the Fist King!" He rushed his mecha over, quickly spotting the Fist King and then Jill Young and Teacher Yang.
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"Huh? What’s he doing here?" Jill Young was surprised by Jasper Xiao’s arrival—this guy was seriously loyal. Still, having backup at a time like this was a good thing. Golden light flared in Jill Young’s hands as she swept up all the Secondary Meat Pills. The storage space was packed to the brim—what a haul!
"Let’s go!" The twins jumped into Jasper Xiao’s mecha hands, which instantly shot upward toward the exit. As they flew past the Fist King, Jill Young looked back, her expression dim. The cracks on the Fist King were spreading—the mecha was reaching its end, pieces falling off its legs.
"Buddy, this time... I might not be able to take you with us." The twins looked silently at the Fist King. Amid the swirling chaos, the Fist King seemed to raise a hand in farewell.
The collapsing space finally hit its limit—the world’s boundary blew apart, and the distant wormhole snuffed out like a candle in the wind. "Damn it!" Jasper Xiao roared, realizing he hadn’t made it in time.
But Jill Young suddenly felt calm. Golden light flared from her right hand—the side statue was telling her something.
The moment of return had come.
Whoosh—a spherical Time-Space Capsule appeared out of nowhere, enveloping Jasper Xiao, Li Yuncong, Swallow, and Jill Young and Teacher Yang. Unlike last time, everyone inexplicably retained a brief moment of consciousness. Jasper Xiao saw the obscure currents striking the capsule, making it rock like a boat in a storm. It struggled forward, but whether it would reach safety depended on luck.
Boom—the wormhole space collapsed completely, wild temporal currents sweeping everything away. Jill Young and Teacher Yang seemed to do something, golden light flared, and Jasper Xiao lost consciousness before he could see what happened.
At the bottom of the Pacific, the wormhole flickered and vanished—no mecha came out in the end. Everyone fell silent, not knowing what to say. But suddenly, the wormhole’s location twisted again, and something huge appeared in its place.
"It’s the Fist King! The Fist King!" The excited crowd didn’t realize it was just an empty shell, still cheering wildly. Or maybe it was more than just a shell—on the verge of collapse, the Fist King’s finger twitched, as if opening a whole new chapter for this world.
Meanwhile, in the original world—Hong Kong, inside a military base.
Whoosh—two people appeared out of nowhere. One was Xu Peng, still in a shooting stance. After the time-space shift, he looked dazed for a moment, then relaxed. He let out a low growl—he’d been shot in the waist and abdomen, his clothes soaked in blood. But as he flipped out a hard drive, his face broke into a wild, breathless laugh.
The other was Swallow, completely naked, who collapsed to the ground after the time-space shift. Like waking from a nightmare, Swallow ignored her lack of clothes and wept uncontrollably.
Elsewhere, on the balcony of a luxury hotel suite, Jasper Xiao reappeared.
He reacted much faster, immediately turning to look for someone. Before the crossing, Jill Young had been standing right there—but now, there was no one. Jasper Xiao’s pupils contracted as he frantically searched the suite, Holy Light blazing as he scanned near and far. But he couldn’t sense anything—Jill Young hadn’t returned to this world.
"Ah—!" Jasper Xiao clenched his fists and roared, his voice full of complex emotions.
Some laughed, some cried, some shouted—but one person just stood there, stunned.
It was Li Yuncong.
In a remote, impoverished village, Li Yuncong stood on the main street. The nearby farmhouse was old and dilapidated, its wall slogan—'Boys and girls are equal'—flaking away. A breeze blew, cicadas buzzed; Li Yuncong stood dazed for a while, then suddenly jumped and shouted: "Huh?! Where am I?! Wait, before crossing I was surfing the web in a hotel, so if I came back, shouldn’t I be in the hotel? If not the hotel, at least Hong Kong—so where is this?!"
Suddenly, Li Yuncong sensed a strange atmosphere. He looked up at the sky—and his jaw dropped.
In the clear blue sky, clouds gathered into a single, giant character: 'Pure,' written in simplified Chinese Song font!
"Pure?!" Li Yuncong’s mind froze—he had no idea what it meant.
Then, a child’s voice called out from nearby: "This is Heaven testing me—let me down, Dad."
Li Yuncong looked down and saw a naked little boy wriggling free from his father’s arms to stand on the street. The kid was so tiny, he didn’t look old enough to walk, but he stood firm—and Li Yuncong felt an inexplicable urge to worship him…
Shaking off that weird feeling, Li Yuncong looked up again—now the clouds had merged into a… chrysanthemum?! Not the autumn flower kind, but the kind you find by the soap dish—the kind that could evolve into a sunflower! Look at those folds, that hole, that shape, that wriggling—damn, sorry for the crude description, but it was uncannily lifelike!
Sweating bullets, Li Yuncong’s eyes nearly popped—what the hell was that?! Why a chrysanthemum?!
"Hmph, so this is the Auspicious Chrysanthemum Tribulation?" The naked kid snorted, clenched his fist, gathered his energy, then punched the sky: "Take this—Domineering Chrysanthemum Smash!!"
Boom! Something shaped like a popsicle shot up, carrying a weird sense of vulgarity, blasting into the chrysanthemum cloud. In an instant, the cloud shattered—somewhere, a voice faintly cried, "Yamei Dad!"
Seeing this bizarre sight, Li Yuncong felt thunderstruck—his jaw hit the ground. Before he knew it, he dropped to his knees before the kid, gazing up in awe. The kid spun around coolly, and the blue sky behind him gathered clouds into two giant letters—NB…