Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1116 - 202:

Xu Zhenrong let out a breath, no longer hesitating, and headed straight for the tower entrance.

Even if that young man had gone inside, she was sure he wouldn't have it easy within the tower. He might even be painfully crawling on the first floor now, while she, who had control, could easily catch up.

However, some things weren't meant to happen as she wished.

Just as she rushed to the tower entrance, a figure descended, blocking the door once again.

But this time, it wasn't Yu Miaomiao responsible for intercepting, but Run Sheng, wielding the Yellow River Shovel.

Run Sheng, constantly opening the Qi Gate, had an air rolling around him, creating a formidable presence.

Under her mask, Xu Zhenrong's already ruined face, flesh and blood twisted together.

Being able to get here so quickly from the corner and successfully intercept her meant the opponent had moved into position just as she and Zhen Sha'an were confirming their plan.

Perhaps even earlier, when that young man had just entered the tower, the opponent had already prepared the interception plan.

Xu Zhenrong manipulated her masked puppet to attack Run Sheng, who swung the Yellow River Shovel in a flash, hitting each masked man with one shove.

The puppet shadows, created without any corpse material, couldn't withstand Run Sheng's attack.

Of course, this wasn't Xu Zhenrong's full strength. The intensity she displayed was much weaker than when she teamed up with Zhen Sha'an against Yu Miaomiao earlier.

Because others were standing at a distance, prepared to take action, even though they hadn't yet.

Sometimes, not taking action is the best way to restrain.

The injured teacher who left the classroom is still terrifying, but not as terrifying as before.

Zhao Yi leaned against Lin Shuyou, resting his head on Ah You's shoulder.

The cigarette in his mouth flickered, his heart constantly puffing smoke rings.

Xu Zhenrong questioned, "Zhao family kid, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yi replied, "I don't want to do this either, but since their boss went inside, I have no choice but to block the entrance now."

Xu Zhenrong asked, "Do you think you can stop me?"

Zhao Yi said, "Whether we can stop you or not doesn't matter. We just want to take you down with us. I'm not bluffing; these guys are truly willing to die for their boss's opportunity."

As he said this, Zhao Yi couldn't help but feel envious, and he waved his hand, pointing to Yin Meng standing in the diagonal front.

Yin Meng held a string of toxin jars, likely filled with empty jars meant to bluff.

Because since arriving in Lijiang, her supply of poison had been constantly consumed and she had been unable to find the chance to replenish toxins.

However, Xu Zhenrong didn't know this; she only knew the girl's poison was so complex that even she couldn't deduce it.

Thus, among the people present, the one she was most apprehensive of was this girl, for the stuff in her hands was truly capable of melting away her current self.

But she was unwilling to give up such a good opportunity; she spread her arms, palms sinking down, seeping pus, and poured out two puppets, one red and one black, beside her body.

Zhao Yi shouted, "Careful, she's serious now!"

Close combat martial artists are straightforward; when injured and exhausted, it shows directly in their combat capacity, whereas those who take other paths can still squeeze out some resources to showcase strong combat abilities despite injuries.

The boy surnamed Li was a typical example of this.

After the two puppets appeared, the red one charged at Run Sheng.

Run Sheng swung the Yellow River Shovel again, smashing its head with one swing, which was so easy it left Run Sheng somewhat surprised, instinctively thinking such painstakingly crafted puppets shouldn't be this fragile.

Indeed, the facts were as such. The smashed puppet did not dissipate; instead, it turned into a sticky, mochi-like substance, sticking to the Yellow River Shovel and rapidly climbing up the shaft to adhere to Run Sheng's hand.

This thing had no damaging power; its function was merely to stick and exert strong force.

Run Sheng pulled hard, continually tearing it apart, while it constantly regrouped.

Zhao Yi had a dry heave in his chest, finally spilling a thick black blood stream, like cough after smoking.

He pushed away Lin Shuyou, who was supporting him, nodded at Tan Wenbin, and lastly waved at Yin Meng.

This woman was good at deduction, and she immediately discovered Run Sheng's weakness.

Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou launched a pincer attack on Xu Zhenrong from the left and right.

Both of them had the posture of risking it all in a fight, one Ghost Control Skill was about to activate, one vertical pupil about to open.

Not to mention anything else, at least this aura and style were immediately elevated.

Xu Zhenrong didn't stay put to confront them; the black puppet beside her collided with her, engulfed her, and instantly sped towards Run Sheng.

The red mochi on Run Sheng was yet to clear when a mass of black mochi also stuck on him. As Run Sheng kept pulling, lumps of mochi extended along his body towards his back.

A hand reached out to begin operating the permissions to enter the tower.

Zhao Yi shouted, "Run Sheng, head this way!"

Run Sheng dashed out, leaving the tower entrance.

The move was meant to take the mochi off his body, but the mochi that clung originally to him quickly fell off at this moment.

Yet, just as Xu Zhenrong's body was about to emerge from the mochi and the tower entrance permission was about to be completed, she heard the Zhao family kid shout from behind:

"Run Sheng, haven't you eaten your fill!"

Immediately, a powerful pulling force arrived, pulling Xu Zhenrong back, away from the tower entrance, just breaths away from entering.

Upon looking back, she found Run Sheng was stuffing the remaining mochi into his mouth, trying hard to swallow.