BTTH: Transmigrated with the Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Chapter 124: A Man of Secrets or a Ruthless Heart?

Boom!

A solid blast of air, dense and tangible, roared toward Mo Ya like a cannonball.

His expression immediately shifted. With his sharp eyesight, he could tell that Zi Yan was just an early stage Dou Wang. He had thought that, with his eight star Dou Wang strength, capturing her would be as easy as lifting a finger. But to his surprise, this little girl's raw physical strength was terrifying!

"I underestimated her…"

Mo Ya's heart sank slightly, but he didn't panic. Crossing his arms in front of him, he summoned a faint, purple black energy vortex to shield himself. However, he had been moving too fast, and Zi Yan's strike was both swift and ferocious. Dodging was no longer an option.

Boom!

Mo Ya's body was sent flying backward, the sheer force of the blow pushing him violently toward the forest below. His eyes flashed with a sharp glint as his Dou Qi wings trembled and his body twisted abruptly, veering him off the path of Zi Yan's air cannon.

Yet before he could feel relief, Zi Yan had already appeared behind him, her small face alight with excitement. It had been a long time since she'd fought someone who could take a punch!

"Damn it…"

Mo Ya's expression darkened as he realized how thoroughly he'd lost the upper hand.

Lu Bu observed the scene from afar, raising an eyebrow. Despite having the advantage in strength, Mo Ya was being suppressed. Was he simply incompetent, or did he have some hidden card to play?

After watching the fight for a moment, Lu Bu descended to where Lin Yan lay. The inner academy student had consumed a healing pill, but it was barely effective. He was still coughing relentlessly, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

If this continued, Lin Yan wouldn't even live to make it back to the academy.

"Cough… cough…" Lin Yan wiped the blood from his lips. "That brute no, Zi Yan might also be a Dou Wang, but she's no match for him… cough…"

"Worry about yourself first," Lu Bu said, shaking his head slightly.

It seemed Mo Ya was just as sinister as he was strong. He had left a hidden force within Lin Yan's body not something immediately lethal, but enough to cause unbearable torment, leading to an eventual death by internal rupture within a day.

In other words, Mo Ya had never intended to let Lin Yan walk away alive.

Lu Bu glanced at the ongoing battle between Zi Yan and Mo Ya, his eyes flickering thoughtfully. Was Mo Ya just cruel, or was he hiding something he didn't want others to know?

"This… this brute no, Zi Yan doesn't get it. She's so stubborn, and you don't seem to understand either!" Lin Yan exclaimed, frustrated. "I already told you that guy is an eight star Dou Wang. Zi Yan can't beat him… cough, cough…"

"You should run!"

"We can't," Lu Bu replied, tilting his head toward a nearby tree. In its shadow, a figure was faintly visible. "If I'm not mistaken, that's one of Mo Ya's bodyguards."

"Bullshit!" Lin Yan retorted, his voice strained. "I can buy you time cough, cough… I'm strong enough to hold him off for a bit. You two can fly away!"

But before he could finish, the red in his eyes dimmed slightly, and his injuries seemed to worsen. "Who are you, anyway? I don't think I've seen you in the inner academy before… cough, cough…"

"A freshman. Just joined about a month ago," Lu Bu replied casually, placing a hand on Lin Yan's shoulder.

"A freshman? No wonder you're so arrogant…" Lin Yan muttered, frowning as he appraised Lu Bu. Newcomers always underestimated their enemies, oblivious to the horrors awaiting them.

"Bear with it," Lu Bu said, pressing his other hand against Lin Yan's back.

"What… what are you doing?" Lin Yan exclaimed, trying to break free. But to his shock, he found himself unable to shake off Lu Bu's grip.

Ignoring him, Lu Bu sent a surge of force into Lin Yan's body. Lin Yan's face turned red, and with a sudden "Wah!", he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The expelled blood was tinged with faint, purple black Dou Qi that disintegrated upon contact with the air. Almost instantly, Lin Yan felt an overwhelming sense of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from his chest.

Lin Yan's pale face grew even paler as the truth dawned on him. Mo Ya had left behind a malicious hidden force.

"Good thing I didn't agree to his terms…" Lin Yan murmured, wiping the sweat from his brow, feeling a wave of relief. But then, his expression changed to one of disbelief as he stared at Lu Bu.

Wait a minute…

Didn't this guy say he was a freshman? How had he detected the hidden force within Lin Yan's body when even he hadn't noticed it? And more importantly, how had he neutralized it a force left by an eight star Dou Wang?

"Stop spacing out!" Lu Bu said, smacking the back of Lin Yan's head with a light slap.

The slap nearly sent Lin Yan face first into the dirt.

"You…!" Lin Yan growled, furious. Not even Lin Xiuya or Liu Qing dared to hit him on the head like that.

Without acknowledging his anger, Lu Bu gave him another firm pat, knocking him to the ground. "Stay out of the way and don't make a mess."

With that, Lu Bu spread his Purple Cloud Wings and soared into the sky, leaving Lin Yan lying on the ground, utterly bewildered.

Was this guy really a freshman? His strength felt as overwhelming as Zi Yan's. A single slap, and Lin Yan had been completely overpowered.

"Wait… am I going to survive this?" Lin Yan muttered, licking his lips. A glimmer of hope began to take root in his chest.

Meanwhile, in the sky, Mo Ya was beginning to recover from his initial shock. He adjusted his stance, determined to regain control of the fight. Zi Yan's only advantage was her extraordinary physical strength, but against him, that advantage turned into a disadvantage.

Mo Ya's eyes gleamed as he watched Zi Yan hurtle toward him like a cannonball. He smiled faintly, twisting his hands in a peculiar motion.

Before Zi Yan's violent punch could land, the energy it generated twisted and veered off course, deflected harmlessly away.

"Little girl, brute force won't work against me," Mo Ya taunted, laughing.

"Damn it!" Zi Yan growled, her small face contorting in frustration. Every time she tried to land a hit, some invisible force diverted her attacks.

"Zi Yan, hit him with another punch," Lu Bu's voice rang softly in her ear.

The words were faint, like the buzzing of a mosquito, but Zi Yan heard them loud and clear.

Her frustration vanished in an instant, replaced by a mischievous grin.

Mo Ya's expression darkened. Did this little girl have some other trick up her sleeve?

He swept a glance toward the shadows of a nearby tree, where a figure was faintly visible. The figure gave him an almost imperceptible nod.

Reassured by the presence of his bodyguard, Mo Ya felt confident again. With his team's overwhelming strength, how could these three children possibly turn the tables?

"Take this, you ugly bastard!" Zi Yan yelled, launching herself at him again. Her small fist cut through the air, leaving a thunderous shockwave in its wake.

"Futile!" Mo Ya sneered, purple black Dou Qi surging around his fist. This time, he wouldn't bother redirecting her attack he would crush her head on.

But just as he prepared to strike, a searing heat appeared behind him, like a ghostly apparition.

"What?!" Mo Ya froze, panic flashing across his face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black figure etched with silver and cyan runes silently emerge behind his bodyguard.

Mo Ya's sneer froze, and a wave of dread washed over him.

(Chapter End)

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