The frog croaked, as if mocking the attack, almost like it was saying that the attack had done nothing to him.

Seeing this, Liu Xing realized that the only real weapon capable of injuring the frog was the Thunderstrike Gauntlets.

He aimed his right hand at the frog, but before he could act, several leaves flew at him, faster than before.

Forced to summon his shield, Liu Xing swiftly retreated. As he moved, the pink leaves followed him, creating a vibrant trail. Liu Xing gritted his teeth as he maneuvered over the lake, gliding like a bird in flight. He struggled to focus, knowing the attack from his gauntlets could wound the frog, but it would take multiple strikes to bring it down. The relentless leaves also distracted him, making it nearly impossible to launch an effective attack. He needed one powerful strike to end it.

As he darted across the water, Liu Xing remembered the Ethereal Pearl, and a risky plan began to form in his mind. The risk was high. There was a chance the Red Wings of Stability could be destroyed, but at this point, Liu Xing would be satisfied just to survive the battle.

Grabbing the Ethereal Pearl from his spatial bag, Liu Xing tossed the black pearl into his mouth, holding it there. There was no other place to keep it since he needed both hands free for offense.

Liu Xing decided to dive into the lake again. As his body submerged in the water, his vision blurred. He flared his Lightning Cloak and summoned his shield.

Kicking the shield in the water, he maneuvered through the lake, hoping the pink leaves wouldn’t follow. But as he moved, he noticed blurry shapes trailing him in the water, shattering his hope.

Liu Xing zigzagged through the water, trying to fill the Ethereal Pearl with qi from his gun. Occasionally, he had to fire explosive bullets to thin out the leaves chasing him. Eventually, Liu Xing decided to surface and move across the lake again. He bounced from spot to spot, still cloaked in invisibility, but the frog seemed to predict his movements. It tried to slap him with its blue, skinny hands, whip him with its pink tongue, and control the leaves to trap him.

Half an hour passed. There was a moment when the gem in his shield stopped glowing, forcing Liu Xing to pause and recharge it. That moment nearly cost him his life, but he narrowly escaped the frog’s snapping jaws.

Now, Liu Xing was circling the giant frog. The creature knew he was close, as the shield materialized around it, and it swatted at him like an annoying mosquito, croaking angrily each time it failed. The frog’s face had fully regenerated, except for some burn marks on its right side.

"Enough!" the frog croaked. "I’ll end you here!"

The frog started forming hand seals with its four hands again.

Liu Xing’s heart pounded. The last time the frog used hand seals, it created thousands of leaves that could strike him with incredible force. If not for his Lightning Cloak, he would have been dead many times over. Now, in its anger, the frog was preparing something else.

Aiming his gun, Liu Xing fired six explosive bullets at the back of the frog’s head. The frog snapped its head toward him, canceling two of the hand seals, and covered its head with its blue hands. When the bullets hit its blue hands, the bullets exploded and pushed the frog forward.

The frog managed to complete the hand seals with its two remaining hands, smiling gleefully as Liu Xing gritted his teeth, knowing the frog’s technique would activate.

As it croaked, Liu Xing saw the frog’s two blue hands suddenly explode. Blood and blue flesh showered the area around him. Liu Xing, who was close when the hands exploded, was drenched in blood, rendering his invisibility useless.

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The frog's eyes are now locking onto him, it's eyes are still spinning, and when the eyes suddenly send a ripple of wind around, Liu Xing can feel that the blood drenching him feels hot, as if Liu Xing is being drenched with boiling water.

Standing on his shield, Liu Xing watched as the thousands pink leaves suddenly changed color to red, growing slightly larger and taking on the shape of swords. Each red sword pulsed with a glowing hue, their tips all pointing at him.

Realizing what had happened, Liu Xing understood the frog was furious with his invisibility and speed, which made him hard to hit. The frog had sacrificed its two hands to activate a technique that marked him. Liu Xing had no doubt these thousands of blades would chase him to the ends of the earth as long as the hot blood clung to him.

Liu Xing inhaled deeply. This frog was formidable, and while it could use powerful techniques, they were not deadly enough to finish him off. He knew he still had one chance to win this fight. The chance of getting the Red Wings of Stability was drastically reduced, but at this point, Liu Xing was exhausted and just wanted to end the battle.

The frog turned its body, its two blue stumps still gushing blood like twin waterfalls. With its remaining hands, it pointed at Liu Xing.

"Try to escape if you can!" it shouted.

Every red blade pointed at him, and then, as if a starting gun had fired, they all flew at him with incredible speed.

Seeing this, Liu Xing realized he couldn’t escape. Sooner or later, one of the blades would pierce him. But luckily, the Ethereal Pearl inside his mouth was now filled with pure qi from his gun.

Every second he wasn’t attacking, he had been sending qi to the Ethereal Pearl, and now, it was ready to be unleashed.

Liu Xing had two ways to attack. Use his gun or the Thunderstrike Gauntlets. If he chose to use his gun, Liu Xing would have to activate the Exploding Fist with a considerable amount of qi, a feat he wasn't confident in. He was afraid that using too much qi to activate this technique might cause his meridian where his qi traveled in his body to rupture. Since he did not have much confidence in his body to handle large amounts of qi, he decided to use the Thunderstrike Gauntlets to end this fight quickly.

Standing on the shield and adjusting his stance, Liu Xing aimed his palm at the thousand red blades trying to pierce him. Through the gaps in the blades, he could see the frog grinning sadistically.

The qi traveled from his mouth to his right hand. Liu Xing suddenly felt his body go numb, as if his mouth, neck, and right hand had vanished. For a moment, he imagined that some of his body parts had been blown away without him realizing it. But when he saw his hand glowing slightly, still intact, Liu Xing knew that this numbness was the effect of his pure qi.

He didn’t dare send all of it at once, knowing the gauntlets would break if overloaded, but Liu Xing still channeled a significant amount of qi into the gauntlet until a ball of white lightning, the size of a basketball, materialized in front of his palm.

With a shout, Liu Xing thrust his palm forward. A blinding white light flooded the world, a deafening thunderclap shook the air, and a massive pillar of lightning extended from his right hand, engulfing a large portion of the red blades threatening to pierce him.

As the attack receded, Liu Xing directed some of the pure qi from the Ethereal Pearl to his feets and kicked off the shield. He moved so fast that he appeared as a blur, materializing suddenly in front of the frog’s face who have its eyes wide with shock.

Wasting no time, Liu Xing channeled more pure qi into his right gauntlet, creating another ball of white lightning. He unleashed a pillar of lightning as large as the frog’s head. The frog tried to duck, and while its face from the eyes downward was spared, the top of its head was turned to dust.

The frog screeched and attempted to swat Liu Xing with its hand. But Liu Xing summoned his shield, kicked off again, and suddenly found himself near the frog’s belly. A ball of white lightning, as big as a human torso, had already materialized in his right hand.

“Eat this!” he shouted.

Liu Xing delivered a palm strike directly to the frog’s belly, and when the ball of white lightning made contact, a massive pillar of energy extended from his hand, piercing through the frog’s belly and jutting out from its back.

The frog croaked in pain, but Liu Xing roared and swung his hand as if wielding a blade of lightning. The pillar slashed to the side, splitting the frog in two. As the frog's upper body began to fall, it tried to punch Liu Xing, but another ball of lightning, the size of a basketball, had already materialized in his hand. This was Liu Xing’s final attack. The Ethereal Pearl was now completely empty.

“Goodbye!” Liu Xing shouted as he delivered the final palm strike.