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"Stop fighting!" Cao Fang stood at the periphery and shouted, "Stop fighting!"

The bamboo hat that flew out of Zhou Heng's hand fiercely smashed onto Wang Ya's back, causing her to fall to the ground and bounce back into Zhou Heng's hands. Wang Ya climbed up from the ground in anger and leaped towards Zhou Heng.

Cao Fang had no way of intervening in their battle. In the end, she was just an ordinary person who did not understand any magical equipment, nor did she have any external support. The only thing she could do was to wait outside anxiously.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Seeing that Wang Ya's sharp claws were about to grab onto Zhou Heng's face, Cao Fang panicked and screamed.

But right after, Zhou Heng used the conical bamboo hat in his hand to block this attack. He used one hand to support the conical bamboo hat and parried Wang Ya's attack, then with the other hand forming a spear shape, he shot a ball of hot air at Wang Ya. Although the hot air ball had no form, Wang Ya could still instinctively sense that something dangerous was about to happen. She twisted in the air as the hot air passed over her.

Then, Zhou Heng raised his leg and kicked her waist.

Wang Ya lost her balance in the air, and her body bent at an unimaginable angle like a broken chopstick. Then, she flew for a distance in the air before finally crashing onto the ground, rolling a few more times before stopping.

"Xiao Ya!" Cao Fang saw that Wang Ya had been kicked flying away. If it was a normal person who had suffered that kick, they would not be able to live on, so she could not help but take a step forward and ran in Wang Ya's direction.

"Don't go!" Zhou Heng was about to stop Cao Fang, but at the same time, Wang Ya had already stood up.

Cao Fang ran two steps before stopping. She didn't want to cause trouble for Zhou Heng, but also didn't want him to get hurt. All she could do was to stand by the side and shout anxiously: "Xiao Ya, are you alright!"

Wang Ya tilted her head, looking at Cao Fang who was running closer, her eyes still had some hesitation. The medicine wouldn't make her lose her memories of the past, but the intense illusion occupied her brain. The original memories were struggling in the gaps between the illusions, occasionally allowing Wang Ya to see one or two fragments of the past, but they would immediately be drowned in the ocean of illusions.

In the midst of her hallucinations, Wang Ya returned to her childhood.

Father knocked the food over, then kept kicking his mother on the floor. His mother was curled up in pain. Her eyes were full of pleading, but it would do no good. His father would only find his own satisfaction when he beat up this weak woman. With each kick, his father's smile broadened. However, the little Wang Ya was cowering at the side, her eyes were wide open, watching her mother being beaten to the point of death, she covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. Tears flowed down from Little Wang Ya's eyes and fell onto the palm that covered her mouth, before seeping into the gaps between her fingers.

Her father and Cao Tai were the same type of people, even though their statuses were completely different, Wang Ya knew that they were of the same kind.

That day, when her mother pierced her father's stomach with a knife, Wang Ya stood by her side. She watched as her mother pulled the knife out, and then stabbed it again, again and again. Her mother had also gone mad. Her laughter grew louder and louder along with the blood flowing from her father's body. The police had taken her away, and from then on, Wang Ya had never heard news of her mother again.

If it was possible, Wang Ya was willing to do those dirty things for her mother.

If time could be reversed, she would not choose to stand idly by in fear. She would rush out at the first moment, snatch the knife from her mother's hand, and plunge it into her father's heart.

Therefore, when Wang Ya saw how Cao Tai was bullying Cao Fang, she no longer hesitated.

She picked up her blade. This time, she was going to punish that bastard Cao Tai with her own hands.

The scenes of his childhood became distorted in Wang Ya's mind. The man who beat up her mother sometimes was her father, sometimes was Cao Tai again. And the woman lying on the ground would sometimes be her mother, sometimes would become Cao Fang. She was still curled up on one side, but this time, a sharp knife appeared in her hand.

She finally had the right to kill.

When the clouds cover the sky, do you mind if it's God or the devil who clears up the haze for you?

The fatal drug for a woman did not kill her, but reborn her.

"Crack, crack." Wang Ya's adam's apple kept on making sounds, and Cao Fang, who was running towards her, slowly turned into Cao Tai's face.

Wang Ya's forelimbs were bent down, preparing for battle.

However, Zhou Heng's reaction was even faster than hers. The round hat once again flew out from his hand and smashed towards Wang Ya's head.

She turned her head and fiercely glared at Zhou Heng. In her eyes, Zhou Heng had already become the other Cao Tai.

All these people had to die!

Wang Ya reached out her hand to catch the bamboo hat. It was a huge mistake for Zhou Heng to use the hat as a ranged weapon. With the strength that he had now, he could definitely grab the hat in his hands.

Pow!

Wang Ya clapped her hands together, and the hat went into her hands.

"Crack!" When her palm touched the bamboo hat, a painful sound came from her throat.

Before Zhou Heng threw out the Four Seasons Garden's bamboo hat, he had already used the Basic Fire Spell to heat it up – in truth, the so-called Basic Fire Spell was the ability to create high temperatures.

"Crack, crack!" Amidst painful sounds, Wang Ya's palm was instantly burnt pitch black. Only her palms were not covered by the scales, and she was still maintaining her original human flesh and blood.

Zhou Heng took the chance and rushed over. In terms of physical capabilities, he was on the same level as Wang Ya who had transformed into a monster. Furthermore, he clearly knew that his current stamina was his limit. Even if he had the Heavenly Master System to activate it fully for him, it wouldn't be able to increase by much, unless he operated it at the same frequency as last time when he fought against Tong Renjie. Although his authority had risen from [E] class to [D] class, his body was still just that of a human. There was a limit to the power of humans. Right now, he could only use other methods, such as feng shui or spells, to improve himself.

Zhou Heng's fist was wrapped in high temperature, and landed directly on Wang Ya's face.

The sharp scales seemed to have its own consciousness, the moment Zhou Heng touched it, they opened up, and the edges of the scales were like blades that directly slashed into his fist.

Zhou Heng wanted to retract his fist, but he was already too late. The scales had been stuck in place for a very long time, so it was already too late for him to retract them even if he wanted to.

The fist carried a huge force as it smashed into Wang Ya's face. Under the impact, her face became distorted. At the same time, Zhou Heng's blood dripped down along the edge of the sharp scales.

Pa da, pa da. Blood dripped onto the scales of her shoulder.

The scales on his shoulders were like the gills of a fish, opening and closing, sucking away all the blood.

Observing this detail, Zhou Heng immediately retracted his fist — Wang Ya was absorbing energy from the blood.

She was like a demon or a vampire in European mythology that God despised.

Zhou Heng could hear the gurgling sounds from her bones that were constantly changing shape inside her throat.