Pang Youde, as the owner of the martial arts hall, had honed formidable combat skills.
Although he had never joined any sect or faction, and his figure had grown a bit plump in middle age, his cultivation still remained at the level of the Eighth Stage of Martial Ancestor, weaker than Wei Ying’s father, but more than enough to deal with Wei Ying.
Wei Ying felt the Zhenqi emanating from Pang Youde’s body and gradually came to terms with reality.
She lowered her head slightly, her bangs covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression.
“So as long as you hand me over to that person, you get a lot of benefits, is that right?”
“That’s right.”
Pang Youde shrugged and smiled.
“Since you’ve already guessed it, you’d better give up resisting. That way, at least you can avoid some pain.”
“Bastard…”
Wei Ying gritted her teeth and muttered.
“Hmm? What did you say?”
“A traitor who breaks faith deserves death!!”
Wei Ying suddenly shouted, her figure bursting forth straight at Pang Youde.
“Hmph, let me see the results of your cultivation outside these past few years!”
Pang Youde snorted and met Wei Ying head-on.
Wei Ying was from the Hundred Martial Sects, skilled in all eighteen martial arts.
Even without a suitable weapon, her palms and legs combined could move like thunder, every strike hitting with force.
However, at this moment, her heart was troubled and unable to stay calm.
Soon, Pang Youde’s experience allowed him to catch an opening.
“You’re still too inexperienced!”
Pang Youde laughed, seized Wei Ying’s wrist, lifted her above his head, and slammed her to the ground.
“Bang!”
With a loud crash, the ground in front of the martial arts hall shattered, Wei Ying bounced up from the impact, coughing blood and raising a cloud of dust and gravel.
Pang Youde pressed the advantage, preparing to take down Wei Ying in one move.
But at that moment, a flash of golden light passed through Pang Youde’s eyes.
Before he could see what it was, a fist smashed into his face!
Pang Youde’s bear-like body was sent flying, crashing into the courtyard wall so hard half his body nearly embedded itself inside.
That punch left stars spinning before his eyes, and half his face instantly swelled into a pig’s head.
What happened?
What’s going on?
By the time Pang Youde shook his head and regained his senses, the person standing before him had changed from Wei Ying to a little one.
The small figure blinked wide, watery eyes, staring curiously at Pang Youde.
“Huh? You’re a lot tougher than I thought!”
“You…who are you?”
Pang Youde clutched his throbbing, swollen face and asked in a deep voice.
The power in that punch was at least at the Grandmaster’s level.
Even though he couldn’t believe this little one had thrown that punch, there was no one else around. It could only be her.
“Me?”
Huang Doudou pointed at herself, then scratched her head.
After thinking for a moment, a bright, innocent smile bloomed on her face.
“I’m Sister Wei Ying’s friend~”
“Friend?”
Pang Youde frowned deeply.
“That’s right.”
Huang Doudou raised her small hand and pointed at Pang Youde.
“A bad guy who bullies my friend needs a good beating!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Doudou’s figure blurred and appeared right in front of Pang Youde.
“Damn brat, don’t underestimate adults!”
Pang Youde cursed, raising his huge palm to strike Huang Doudou.
Even if this little girl was a Grandmaster, Pang Youde was only two stages below at the Eighth Stage of Martial Ancestor—he might still stand a chance!
But Huang Doudou simply raised a finger and tapped Pang Youde’s palm lightly.
A surge of electricity shot up Pang Youde’s arm, flooding his entire body in an instant.
He convulsed violently in the air, “dancing” as the shock overwhelmed him, while his mind wailed:
“There’s no way a Grandmaster could do this! What kind of little monster is this!?”
“Whoops, almost went too far!”
Huang Doudou had been giggling at Pang Youde’s wild dance, but then remembered Master’s instructions to leave some alive.
She quickly withdrew her power, and Pang Youde’s “electrotherapy session” finally ended.
He collapsed to the ground like a charred chicken.
Seeing Pang Youde lying motionless, Huang Doudou grew nervous.
“Eek…Did I electrocute him to death? He shouldn’t be this fragile, right?”
Huang Doudou knew very well that if she accidentally killed Pang Youde, not only would she fail, but she’d also bring trouble to Yu Yi.
Then she’d have no reason to ask Yu Yi for a reward.
She swallowed, stepped forward, and prepared to check on Pang Youde.
But just then, Pang Youde shoved his hand into his pocket, pulled out a Shihua, and crushed it on the spot!
The next instant, an invisible force spread out, enveloping the entire martial arts hall.
An orange energy filled the air, visible to the naked eye.
The power seeped into the ground, and the sand and earth beneath seemed to awaken, condensing into several humanoid Hand of Stone.
The first Hand of Stone grabbed the two Maobei cowering and trembling in a corner, lifting them into the air.
“Sir! Save us, sir!”
The two Maobei hung in midair, crying out to Pang Youde for help.
However, Pang Youde had no control over the Hand of Stone.
Except for himself, everyone became prey.
In the next second, the two Maobei were smashed into the ground by the Hand of Stone, instantly shattered.
“This is…Sixth Junior Sister’s Puppet Rock Statue!”
At this moment, Huang Doudou recognized the Hand of Stone and realized she was trapped inside a Formation cast by Su Cheng.
A few months ago, Lady Demon Yu Yi Jue had also been trapped in such a Formation!
Although this Formation wasn’t as strong as the one that held Yu Yi Jue, dealing with it was still extremely troublesome for Huang Doudou.
The Puppet Rock Statues were made from ordinary earth and stone, but once infused with Su Cheng’s power, they became undead warriors.
Even with Wei Ying’s help, they were hard to destroy, and Huang Doudou’s lightning attacks were ineffective against stone.
The two quickly found themselves overwhelmed and unable to escape.
The martial arts hall, covered by the Formation, became a Deadlock Arena, completely isolated from the outside world with no escape.
“Hahahaha—this is what happens when you go against that lord! Today, every one of you will die here!”
Leaning against the wall, Pang Youde laughed at Huang Doudou and Wei Ying’s sorry state, looking every bit the final victor.
Huang Doudou could still rely on speed and movement to dodge the Puppet Rock Statues, but Wei Ying was clearly at her limit.
Seeing this, Huang Doudou shouted desperately towards the outside of the martial arts hall:
“Master!! Your disciple can’t hold on anymore!!!”
“Master?”
Pang Youde was stunned.
He looked outside and saw a voluptuous White-robed Beauty standing at the edge of the courtyard.
Seeing the White-robed Beauty trying to enter the martial arts hall, Pang Youde smiled.
“Heh…It’s useless. This place is already cut off from the outside world. No one can break the lord’s Formation and enter…”
Before Pang Youde could finish his sentence.
The White-robed Beauty lightly raised her hand and touched the orange-glowing Formation.
In the next moment, the Formation shattered, the Puppet Rock Statues collapsed into rubble, and the orange energy enveloping the martial arts hall scattered in the wind.
Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
“The lord’s Formation…broke just from a touch?”
Pang Youde was dumbfounded.
He looked at the White-robed Beauty walking in, his voice trembling uncontrollably:
“Who…who are you people?”
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First time writing a transformation story, not very familiar.
Some readers suggested changing the protagonist’s name and using the female pronoun for descriptions.
Starting next chapter, female pronouns can be used, but changing the name feels too difficult.
What do you all think?