569: Chapter 569 What I hate most is apologizing afterward!

"You old geezer, you're quite worked up, aren't you? At your age, you're still pulling this kind of stunt."

Watching the "Shi Suiyan" that had been kicked away, Zhou Yan gave him an international friendly gesture.

Back when the two of them first appeared together, Zhou Yan had already seen their two neutral markers on his mini-map.

After checking, sure enough, this Shi Suiyan was a disguise used by that old geezer, Ma Hao.

The only thing that surprised Zhou Yan was that the opponent still had magical power in this state, and could even use those silhouettes of his.

"Hmph, refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

Ma Hao, who had been the first to take a Shattering Stone Fist, wiped his nosebleed, stood up, and shouted viciously at Zhou Yan.

At the same time, the kicked-away Ma Hao-version of Shi Suiyan also did a carp flip to his feet and then quickly rushed towards Zhou Yan.

The two Ma Haos attacked simultaneously from the left and right.

The Ma Hao on the left crouched low, his right fist driving straight for Zhou Yan's lower abdomen; before the wind of the punch even arrived, Zhou Yan's clothes were already rustling.

The Ma Hao on the right leaped up at almost the exact same moment, his left leg whipping out in a horizontal sweep towards Zhou Yan's head.

The two attacked from above and below, their coordination flawless.

Zhou Yan did not panic; this was the moment for his martial arts foundation to shine.

He tapped his right foot lightly on the ground, and his entire body drifted up like a withered leaf.

The punch grazed his lapel, and the kick swept over his head.

While in mid-air, he stepped on the shoulder of the Ma Hao on the left, used the momentum to spin, and drove his right knee into the face of the Ma Hao on the right.

The Ma Hao on the right crossed his arms to block, and with a muffled "bang," he was knocked back five steps, his balance faltering.

The Ma Hao on the left sank his shoulder, trying to dissipate Zhou Yan's force, but Zhou Yan had already used that stepping force to flip and land, driving his right elbow backward into the center of the Ma Hao's back.

The Ma Hao on the left couldn't turn in time and could only lunge forward, rolling on the ground in a sorry state, barely avoiding the blow.

The two regained their footing, seven paces apart, sandwiching Zhou Yan in the middle.

They both raised their hands simultaneously to wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths.

Then they moved again.

The Ma Hao on the left charged head-on, throwing a barrage of punches.

The Ma Hao on the right slid along the ground from the flank, his legs scissoring towards Zhou Yan's lower body.

Zhou Yan used his Water-Skipping technique again, his figure weaving between the two Ma Haos, advancing or retreating, moving left or right. Each movement perfectly avoided their combined attacks, and each strike left a wound on them.

The Ma Hao on the left threw a punch, and Zhou Yan sidestepped, letting the fist graze his chest while simultaneously chopping his palm against the Ma Hao's forearm. This heavy blow caused significant injury.

The Ma Hao on the right took advantage of Zhou Yan's palm strike, forming his fingers into a claw and grabbing at the back of Zhou Yan's neck.

Without even turning his head, Zhou Yan kicked his right leg backward, hitting the Ma Hao squarely in the chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood but held onto Zhou Yan's leg tightly, refusing to let go.

The Ma Hao on the left seized the opportunity to smash his left fist towards Zhou Yan's face.

Zhou Yan stood on one leg, leaning his body backward until he was almost parallel to the ground, causing the punch to miss.

He used the momentum to flip, exerting sudden force with the leg that was being held, swinging the entire body of the Ma Hao on the right and slamming him into the Ma Hao on the left.

The two collided, rolling onto the ground.

The more Zhou Yan fought, the more exhilarated he felt, and he couldn't help but quip.

"I can do this all day."

Just then, the aura changed.

The two Ma Haos climbed up from the ground, their speed suddenly surging.

The punch speed of the Ma Hao on the left was at least three times faster than before.

The figure of the Ma Hao on the right almost turned into an afterimage, leg after leg, airtight in its intensity.

Is it time acceleration?

Zhou Yan retreated half a step and grasped the air with his right hand.

A wooden sword formed from the yuanwu xielü appeared in his palm.

The fist of the Ma Hao on the left had already reached his face.

Zhou Yan flicked his wooden sword lightly, the blade sticking to the fist, and used the momentum for a parry.

The punch veered to the side, smashing into empty air.

The Ma Hao on the left couldn't stop his momentum and pitched forward.

The leg of the Ma Hao on the right swept in simultaneously, a triple combo kick attacking the upper, middle, and lower levels.

Zhou Yan flipped his wrist, and the wooden sword tapped three times in quick succession.

Each strike hit the landing point of the opponent's attack.

The Ma Hao on the right's combo kicks instantly collapsed, and he staggered back, barely able to stand.

"Alright, actually, I can't do this all day."

Zhou Yan shrugged; he could tell that both of these were Ma Hao's silhouettes, and that old geezer himself must still be hiding somewhere.

He needed to finish these two off quickly and drag Ma Hao out. Since the opponent wanted this Golden Apple so badly, it just happened to show that this thing could affect Feng Xu's manifestation.

If he could resolve Feng Xu without having to trigger that troublesome World Boss, that would be even better.

suihua heavenly record activated, eighteen times speed.

Zhou Yan's figure vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Ma Hao on the left.

The wooden sword thrust out lightly, the tip piercing through his throat.

Zhou Yan's figure vanished again.

Before the Ma Hao on the right could regain his footing, he was sliced in two from shoulder to waist by the high-speed Zhou Yan.

When the two Ma Haos turned back into two silhouettes, Zhou Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

He then looked back at the bare platform behind him; there was still a large machine down there.

He definitely had to put the apple in there, otherwise things would stay like this, but if he put it in, Ma Hao would start causing trouble.

The apple definitely couldn't leave his side, and neither could Sui.

But he couldn't just not go find Ma Hao, and at this moment, he should also go outside to see how his companions were doing and if any accidents had occurred.

"By the way, can Sui be put in the inventory?"

Half an hour later, another Ma Hao walked in silently. Zhou Yan's figure was no longer there, leaving only Isaac, who had yet to wake up.

As Ma Hao passed him, he showed an expression of disgust and spat at him.

"What a piece of trash, can't accomplish anything, only good at ruining things."

Ma Hao quickly walked to the edge of the platform, gripping the railing to look down, but he didn't see that massive machine octopus; there was nothing there.

"Where is Sui!"

"Where did such a big Sui go!"

Ma Hao seemed unwilling to believe it; he jumped down and searched everywhere in the vast space below. He would rather believe that Zhou Yan had made it invisible than believe that the other party had moved it out.

But after searching for a long time, he still sat paralyzed on the ground, unable to believe it.

"How is that possible?"

"That apple was clearly created when Niu Qi ascended to divinity; it should naturally be targeting the Law of Space."

"It's one thing that he can maintain his power here, and it's another that he can use the Law of Time, but how could he possibly exert the power of space?"

Anger rose in Ma Hao's heart; he admitted that at this point, things had truly exceeded his plans a bit too much.

He leaped back up to the platform and saw the unconscious Isaac, whom he found increasingly annoying.

He kicked at the other's head.

A while later, a scream rang out.

"Urgh!"

This scream did not come from Isaac, but from Ma Hao himself.

At the same time, Ma Hao's accomplices outside also let out the same scream.

"Urgh!"

Gongsun Heng was sent flying by a punch, and the person who had punched him was none other than Li Heng.

At this moment, Li Heng was still a bit weak; after throwing that punch, if not for Li Hua supporting him, he would have collapsed.

Gongsun Heng covered his face, looking at the furious Li Heng, and could only explain.

"Listen, Li Heng, it's not what you think. Everything was done by Ma Hao; I can apologize."

But after hearing this, Li Heng became even angrier.

He shoved away Li Hua who was supporting him and kicked over again.

"What I hate most is apologizing after the fact!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Dad, calm down, don't get so angry you ruin your health!"

Although Li Hua was also very angry, at this moment he could only step in to hold Li Heng back, preventing him from harming his health with such rage and worsening the injuries of this body that had been drained by the Apocalypse Knight.

But Li Heng continued to curse relentlessly, wishing he could go up and add another two kicks.