Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1297: Artifact Spirit

Suolang Deji figured out the key traits of Losang's assault techniques.

The crushing impact from Losang stemmed from momentum built through acceleration, though his raw power surely lagged behind Suolang Deji's.

Thus, simply disrupt his preparation!

Suolang Deji dashed right up to Losang. In that instant, Losang had coiled into a tight ball, leaving him no chance to evade Suolang Deji's blazing speed.

Like a bolt crashing from a cloudless sky, the vajra rod lashed through the air, trailing horrifying afterimages with a thunderous boom, slamming fiercely at Losang's bloated form!

"Thump—"

Deep into the flesh the vajra rod buried itself. Waves rippled across layers of outer fat and blubber from the impact.

Though much of the devastating power got absorbed, Losang still rocketed backward, just like a soccer ball struck hard.

The enormous meatball crashed down, rebounding violently more than a dozen times across the ground before halting at last.

Churning blood and qi roiled inside Losang, yet those thick layers of natural armor dissipated the force, sparing him from being pulped.

A fearsome bruise lingered on his frame all the same. Before long, the mark from the vajra rod shifted to a deep purple hue.

"It works—again!"

Suolang Deji seized the momentum, surging ahead like a lightning bolt, vaulting skyward with explosive force, and hammered his rod down toward Losang's skull!

Overwhelming might terrifies precisely like this; it shatters every elaborate gimmick.

Losang's face twisted. His massive bulk tumbled aside by the slimmest margin.

"Boom!!"

The ground split open in response. Vast quantities of snow and ice shattered, spraying outward everywhere.

This clash had already carved the snowy plain down over ten meters. White vapor billowed outward, blocking clear sight of the chaos within.

Zhang Yi kept a serene expression, yet he told Liang Yue, "Prepare to enter the fray! Your turn comes soon."

Liang Yue replied, "You think Suolang Deji can't win?"

Zhang Yi responded calmly, "He'll probably lose."

Zhang Yi held no disdain for Suolang Deji's prowess.

The reason lay in Suolang Deji's wounds.

Superhumans focused on distant strikes could suppress organ damage through drugs and sheer will.

Yet enhancement superhumans in brutal melee saw their injuries flare worse with every fierce exertion.

Suppression might hold initially, but prolonged battle made it spiral out of control.

"Whoosh!"

Blazing flames erupted from the mist-veiled battlefield, scattering broad swaths of the haze.

This briefly revealed the action inside.

Gripping the vajra rod, Suolang Deji towered like a dark iron pagoda, feet rooted firmly, evoking an immovable vajra protector god.

Losang looked ragged in the distance, heaving for breath.

Three deep purple rod imprints scarred his fatty bulk, fierce and horrifying.

The tissue there had fully died off.

Without all that fat, such blows would have wrecked his organs.

This explained why old generals often sported big bellies, shunning pure muscle builds.

True battle-ready bodies needed fat for cushioning.

From the scene, Suolang Deji dominated clearly.

The Pagyi Family private soldiers' eyes gleamed, glimpsing triumph's light.

"Lord Suolang Deji lives up to his fame—he's incredible!"

"Our Pagyi Family's top warrior! Who dares challenge him?"

"Maybe Lord Suolang Deji pulls off a one-against-three, crushing all three families' superhumans. What a show that'd be!"

Pagyi Family soldiers indulged in thrilled fantasies.

Zhang Yi and Liang Yue watched Suolang Deji yet saw little cause for hope.

Suolang Deji appeared fine, but a subtle abdomen tuck betrayed him during motion.

Zhang Yi and Liang Yue spotted it. His inner wounds worsened steadily; he strained to hold back for peak fighting form.

Without swiftly felling Losang, prolonged combat only worsened his odds.

Yet how to topple this slick, hundreds-of-pounds blob?

Suolang Deji's brows furrowed sharply. Now he felt his injuries surging too.

He needed to finish it off fast!

Gazing upon Losang right in front of him, he gradually spun the vajra rod gripped in his palm.

The instant after, his feet pounded the ground hard, launching him straight at Losang like a shot cannonball.

Now, the vajra rod he wielded shifted into spear mode, jabbing at Losang using its razor-sharp opposite end.

Losang picked up on Suolang Deji's desperate, all-out battle intent, but his face stayed filled with sneering grins.

Folding his arms across his chest, far more horrifying flames erupted across his entire body. One stream after another of twisting, snake-like fire ripped toward Suolang Deji!

The blazing hot flames seared away Suolang Deji's hair completely, leaving him with a sooty black bald pate.

Still, no trace of fear appeared on him. Pushing through the fierce inferno, he wielded his vajra rod to scatter one flame torrent after the next, maintaining his fierce rush at Losang.

However, in that very instant, the pudgy meatball giant chose not to collide directly with Suolang Deji.

Like a rubber ball instead, he sprang backward, slipping out of the way.

"Hehehe, your injuries are flaring up, huh? If we drag this out, you'll be hacking up blood before long. Who'd throw their life away against you?"

Losang had already figured out Suolang Deji's issue.

Losang knew full well about Gele's power. A master like Suolang Deji would definitely end up with grave wounds from Gele's final, desperate, life-for-life blow.

Therefore, just stretch it out bit by bit.

Losang pulled back to gain space, hurling intense heat flames at Suolang Deji from afar.

Zhang Yi saw that as the man kept battling, his physique looked like it was contracting a little.

"Slimming down some already? Looks like he keeps fat stored within himself, turning his body into an oil depot."

Zhang Yi rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Fascinating."

But moments later, he instructed Liang Yue at his side, "Get set. You'll step up any minute now."

Liang Yue nodded her head. A longsword rested in her grasp. To mask her true identity, it wasn't Dragon's Roar of course, but some other Adamantine Metal weapon.

"Oh yeah, remember to grab this too."

Zhang Yi said this as he stretched out, scooped Hua Hua off his shoulder, and set her into Liang Yue's embrace.

Liang Yue froze in shock. She gawked at Hua Hua vacantly, "What is this?"

Zhang Yi had a look of total normalcy, "For a beast-taming superhuman like you, hauling a war beast into battle is totally logical, yeah?"

Just then did Liang Yue comprehend why Zhang Yi brimmed with such certainty about their victory in this matchup.

After all, by raw power rankings, Hua Hua—who had unlocked her Genetic Lock—actually surpassed Liang Yue!

Deploying a team-up like that made for an absolute cheat-code powerhouse.

Liang Yue stayed dazed for quite a while before forcing out a single line.

"I thought you saw me as that rare one-in-a-million prodigy."

Zhang Yi flashed a bright smile while pointing at Hua Hua, "Even as a genius, slapping on an extra weapon spirit is simply added security, right?"

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