As soon as the Scholarly Sage made his entrance, he wasted no ti in thrusting a poisoned blade toward the black horse. Simultaneously, he extended his hand and hurled another poisoned blade at the puddle of liquid tal.
He was extrely greedy. He was aiming to take down two adversaries the mont he arrived!
However, his timing was impeccable and coincided with the mont when the black horse and the supposed black horse fat ball were deciding the outco of their battle.
It was the perfect opportunity for a sneak attack and potential double kill.
But just as the poisoned blade was about to pierce the black horse, the black horse suddenly sprang into action. While it had been vigorously pounding the fat ball with its front hooves, it abruptly stood upright and cleverly evaded the Scholarly Sage's sneak attack. At the sa ti, it raised its right leg high and executed a graceful roundhouse kick toward the Scholarly Sage.
Evasion and counterattack had occurred in an instant!
Observing from the sidelines, Song Shuhang, locked inside the box, keenly noticed sothing. There was no mole on the inside of the black horse's right leg.
Furthermore, the black horse's counterattack flowed smoothly, as if it had always been a horse.
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The collision of the hooves of the black horse and the Scholarly Sage produced a deafening sound.
The Scholarly Sage was kicked back, but upon realizing that his sneak attack had failed, he wisely disengaged rather than pushing further. Using the montum, he distanced himself from the black horse.
However, the liquid tal ball on the ground wasn't as fortunate. It had been struck by the poisoned blade thrown by the Scholarly Sage. Its form began to evaporate. It was now on the brink of death.
"I should take care of Tyrannical Song first, but unfortunately, this is just a small-scale ga world," the Scholarly Sage remarked with a tinge of regret in his tone.
While locked inside the box, Song Shuhang imdiately identified the Scholarly Sage's true identity. It was the actual fat ball.
The fat ball's wish likely had sothing to do with the Scholarly Sage...
Song Shuhang could make an educated guess about the nature of its wish. It probably sought victory and the retrieval of the entity bitten by the Scholarly Sage.
Hence, upon entering this small world, it took on the appearance of the Scholarly Sage.
Since the Scholarly Sage was the fat ball, it ant that the black horse was... Senior Three-Eyed?
After considering this possibility, Song Shuhang wiped his brow in relief.
Earlier, the black horse had been fervently attacking the fat ball, even using its hooves to stomp on it.
This was with the knowledge that the fat ball was Song Shuhang. In other words, Senior Three-Eyed had wanted to beat him up and literally stomp him to death with its hooves!
"Maybe I should treat Senior Three-Eyed with more respect in the future. After all, Senior is the ruler of the Netherworld. I shouldn't push my luck too far. What if Senior Three-Eyed sneakily beheads while we're having a drink and chat?"
"After this ga ends, I should make ands with Senior Three-Eyed... he probably won't try to trick again." Song Shuhang pondered to himself.
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At this mont, the black horse and the Scholarly Sage, transford by the fat ball, were already locked in an intense battle.
A myriad of spells, sword techniques, and divine abilities, incomprehensible and dizzying, were unleashed as easily as one's exhalation.
The entire star field was enveloped in the radiance of their spells. Stars shattered.
The two of them transford into beams of light that were leaping, flashing, and colliding within the starry expanse.
The small world couldn't withstand the forces exerted by both sides and showed signs of collapse.
In comparison, Song Shuhang's imitation of the fat ball's fireworks cannon beams had been child's play.
Their battle grew increasingly fierce.
As they fought, they inadvertently returned to their starting point, where Song Shuhang was concealed within a teorite. The pool of liquid tal had beco the horse.
At this stage in the battle, both sides had committed nearly all their energy to the conflict. They couldn't even spare a thought for their surroundings.
Explosions and devastation beca the predominant the in this star field.
Between the Scholarly Sage and the black horse, countless laws clashed and annihilated one another.
In a trance, it was as if the illusion of an entire world was being constantly born and destroyed in the struggle between the two.
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When the fat ball poured all its energy into this battle, it failed to realize that not far away, the liquid tal pool, which had been stabbed with a poisoned blade, was quietly reforming.
The corners of the black horse's mouth curled slightly.
In the next instant, it launched an attack. The charge it had been secretly accumulating for a long ti slamd into the fat ball.
The fat ball was sent flying, but it remained focused on the horse.
An opportunity presented itself.
The liquid tal pool exploded and reshaped into a white horse. The front hooves of this white horse shimred with nomological runes representing 'calamity,' and it delivered a ruthless blow to the back of the fat ball, who had taken the form of the Scholarly Sage.
In addition to the 'calamity' law's effects, there was also a faint trace of supre power.
The identity of the horse had been confird!
The fat ball spat out blood and its body gradually turned transparent. After battling the black horse for so long, it wasn't seriously injured, but the blow from the pair of hooves on its back had taken its toll.
Two horses, one black and one white, confronted the fat ball.
"So, Senior Three-Eyed is teaming up with the horse?" Song Shuhang, inside the teorite, was left dumbfounded.
Were they working together to eliminate the fat ball from the ga?
The fat ball, transford into the Scholarly Sage, once again coughed up blood, and its body gradually beca translucent.
"I underestimated your tactics. I didn't expect you to have such a clever sche," it remarked, locking eyes with the two horses, one black and one white.
"I never did," the white horse responded. Is voice carried the unmistakable tone of Senior White.
"Were you running two accounts at once? There's no need to explain further. You and I are both rulers of the Netherworld, so a little cheating is perfectly acceptable. I can only bla myself for not being resourceful enough."
"Allow to clarify. The answer is quite simple... Fellow Daoist Three-Eyed chose to forfeit shortly after encountering at the beginning of the match." The white horse sported a smile reminiscent of a human's. "Before entering the ga, my wish was to enhance my 'acting skills' to the next level. This wish materialized as Ultimate Acting, and one of its sub-skills is Two-in-One, which allows to temporarily borrow Fellow Daoist Three-Eyed's body."
"I find it hard to believe that Three-Eyed would be defeated by you so quickly. His strength is on par with ours."
"That's why I ntioned the forfeiture. After forfeiting, he provided us with three incarnations. He willingly gave us three of them," the white horse explained slowly.
In essence, from start to finish, everything had been a two-player show!
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