"Husband! You're so wonderful! If I had known you cared for me so deeply, so much, I would have...!" Zhang Yuping became excited, her delicate and charming demeanor even more endearing. Gao Liang gazed at his wife with deep affection, saying to her, "My dear! It's nothing! It's just that I haven't been attentive enough to you—so busy with training and upgrading! This time, I'll definitely make it up to you!" Tears streamed down Zhang Yuping's cheeks, truly surprised at how much Gao Liang loved her, just as she loved him. Moved by love, they grew even more fond of each other. Gradually, their lips drew closer. Zhang Yuping closed her eyes in happiness, waiting for her beloved husband to tenderly embrace her, while Gao Liang eagerly anticipated a genuine, heartfelt kiss with the woman he deeply cherished. Six months! Exactly six months! They had longed for such an exciting kiss. But when they were down to just three centimeters, suddenly, they heard a voice: "Brother, it's him! It's him!" High Light immediately turned around—wow, it was none other than his former defeat, the glasses-wearing leader. He was pointing at himself, addressing a bald man standing beside him. That bald man had two braids tied around his head, large circular earrings on each side, and sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on High Light, filled with fierce determination. "Wind, Fire, Thunder!" High Light thought, "I thought this was some kind of master! Hah! This yellow-skinned youngster has even managed to make me step onto the field!" The bald man burst into laughter. At that moment, Zhang Yuping grabbed High Light's sleeve and said, "Husband! We should hurry and get going! These people aren't good! We can't afford to fight them! We must leave now!" High Light realized his martial arts and abilities had been locked down. Indeed, Zhang Yuping was right—out of thirty-six strategies, retreat was the best. So he said to them, "Didn't you see me carrying a beautiful lady? Today, I'm too busy!" "说完， he started the engine and launched the race car. But the bearded elder wearing the wind, fire, and thunder-themed glasses, leaning on his position, addressed Gao Liang with firmness: "You want to leave? Forget it! My grudges aren't settled yet! This time, I'll make sure your life stays here! And I've already taken a strong interest in the beautiful woman by your side! I've...!" "Take this arrogant young man first!" Wind, Fire, and Thunder had nearly been struck dead by Gao Liang, only recovering his internal injuries thanks to the relentless efforts of the 3K party elder who delivered a series of precise cuts. Yet, Wind, Fire, and Thunder, accustomed to their strength, influence, and financial resources, had long treated others with condescension, forgetting their own wounds. Now, seeing the elders and his younger brother present, he became even more arrogant, immediately stepping forward with his sword raised. Wind, Fire, and Thunder and Chun Tian Pao blocked Gao Liang's vehicle from both ends, leaving Zhang Yuping deeply anxious. Gao Liang remained calm and composed. Driven by a strong desire for revenge, Wind, Fire, and Thunder raised his large sword and charged straight at Gao Liang's head. Gao Liang showed no fear at all. With a sharp crack, the sword shattered the front glass window of the sports car, sending glass shards flying in all directions. To protect Zhang Yuping from being cut by the flying fragments, Gao Liang used both hands to shield her face. Soon, Zhang Yuping saw the man she deeply loved wounded—blood dripped The "collapse" struck once more, and Gao Liang still did not dodge. He knew now that both his martial arts and supernatural abilities had been sealed—no matter how he tried to evade, he would inevitably be struck down, for the sky cannon was already charging behind him. Gao Liang would die, but he would still make it a hero. This time, due to the 30-meter deep ravine, they arrived late, but fortunately they made it just in time—otherwise, both their boss and the young matriarch would have... The two stalwart bodyguards, Li Xiang and Chen Zixue, displayed exceptional skill, each striking the wrists of Feng, Huo, Lei, and Chongtian Cannon with a single projectile, with remarkable penetration power. "Boss! Young Matriarch! We're late! We've caused you distress!" the two bodyguards bowed deeply. Zhang Yeping was once again addressed as "Young Matriarch" by her younger brother, Highlight, her face flushed, yet her heart filled with delight. Highlight nodded slightly. At this moment, when he saw his second and third brothers suddenly attacked by these two unexpected bodyguards, Qian Dao Zhan grew furious and immediately declared, "We three will combine our strength and take them all!" "Excellent, brother! Let's take out Highlight! This is our American ground—our 3K Party's domain! Hah! The 3K Party is invincible!" "With Feng, Fire, Thunder, and the Heavenly Cannon, along with Brother's Thousand-Blade Slash, uniting their forces, on the other side, Gao Liang is held in check by his two stalwart bodyguards. Though Gao Liang has now become a deity, his martial skills and divine abilities have both been sealed. Still, after calculating the combined strength of the 3K faction, he believes their power is boundless. His two bodyguards, however, fall short in strength. If he can step in, the balance of victory will clearly tilt toward us. Right now, he feels utterly helpless—a mere shell of his former self. What should he do now? With neither his divine powers nor his martial arts at his command? Gao Liang still takes a calculated risk. 'Golden and Silver Armor! Receive your orders!' he commands firmly. 'Do not engage in direct assaults—focus on flanking maneuvers and maintain strong defense. Avoid head-on attacks! Remember: when it matters most, execute the 36th move, the 72-form Southern Fist and Northern Leg technique I taught you at the Shaolin Temple!' Under the masterful training from the boss, the two stalwart bodyguards were revitalized. When the Wind, Fire, Thunder, Heavenly Cannon, and Thousand-Blade Slash attacks came in a circular formation, they employed the rare Shaolin techniques learned from the boss—leaping, shifting, extending, rotating, and darting—to evade them. The Wind, Fire, Thunder, Heavenly Cannon, and Thousand-Blade Slash were stunned—never before had they experienced a missed attack when three of them struck together in unison. They were furious; clearly, they needed to unleash their most powerful techniques. Immediately, the 3K party roared to the heavens, their voices echoing like three thunderclaps in a clear sky. Then, the three of them channeled their full energy, united, and released it powerfully outward. The sky darkened instantly, strong winds surged, and flames erupted from the palms of the Wind and Fire, blazing so fiercely that the wind carried them, turning half the sky red-hot. The two bright, stalwart bodyguards could hardly open their eyes from the intense heat. This was still not enough—then, a tremendous roar echoed through the sky, followed by a deep, resonant explosion. Soon, a flock of geese soaring through the sky all plummeted to the ground, their bodies torn apart, brains splattered like pulp. If they attacked humans, it was certain death. The charging cannon truly lived up to its reputation. Then came a devilish roar. The leader of the 3K party, wielding his sword with relentless force, suddenly produced two sharp blades in his hands. With a thunderous cry, he shouted, "Called upon a thousand times, I finally step forth—my sword points straight to the heavens!" A rush of white light surged through the air. High-light, along with his two bodyguards and Zhang Yuping, witnessed a sudden transformation: countless sharp blades materialized in the sky, gleaming with cold brilliance. An attack from above would be catastrophic. Even High-light, who had carefully assessed the strength comparison, was stunned—never had he imagined the 3K party to be so formidable. No more! They couldn't hold out. Retreat! Retreat! While they still had the chance, before the 3K party launched their full assault, they must swiftly withdraw. "Big Brother! Madam Senior Lady! You... no! We swear to defend Big Brother and Madam Senior Lady to the very end! Even if we die, it will be without regret!" Jin and Jin-Jia spoke with unwavering loyalty.