Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System
Chapter 210: Buy Me Ten Seconds!

Chapter 210: Buy Me Ten Seconds!

"Huh?"

As it lifted its arms again...

A red star shimmered above us—faint at first, like a trick of the eye.

But it grew larger.

Brighter.

Hotter.

I blinked and instinctively looked up.

A flash of fire. A warcry. A scream that split through the sky like a thunderbolt.

[Warning! Shen Yifei Approaching at a dangerous speed!]

Shen Yifei.

Her body spun mid-air, descending with her glaive behind her back—burning red with Qi, trailing a streak of heat that cracked the wind.

She dropped like a falling blade from the heavens.

Boom!

The rooftop shattered.

The Brute’s head jerked back as the glaive carved a diagonal line down its face, splitting through its left eye, cheekbone, and jaw with a wet CRACK. A burst of black blood geysered out, sizzling from the Fire Qi.

It howled like a wounded beast.

Not like an animal.

Like a man losing control.

I felt its grip loosen as the shock rippled through its nerves.

"Yifei!" I barked.

"Move!"

She kicked off its shoulder and flipped back, landing in a crouch beside me, panting, her glaive steaming. Her red robes fluttered with the wind, face flushed but calm.

"You look like shit," she muttered without glancing at me.

"I’m trying a new skincare routine," I groaned, shaking off the blurred vision. "Zombie blood and Yifei sweat!"

The Brute didn’t fall.

It staggered.

Wounded and blind on one side.

But still burning with raw, mutating Qi.

Its remaining eye glowed like an open furnace, and the lower arms hooking my ribs tightened, while the upper ones grabbed my collar and belt.

"No—!"

With a snarl, it twisted its hips and hurled me like a ragdoll—straight into Yifei.

CRASH!

The impact knocked the wind out of both of us.

We slammed into a stone barrier, my back bending in ways it shouldn’t as Yifei grunted beneath me. Her glaive skidded away in a blur of sparks.

I rolled off her, coughing hard.

"Fuck... that hurt more than it should have..."

She groaned beside me. "Get off me, asshole..."

"Then stop cushioning my falls."

It wasn’t the time to fight... but her cheeky smile made me want to tease her.

We scrambled back to our feet.

The Brute was already coming again—face split wide open, exposed bone twitching, blood pouring in slow, thick waves. Yeah... this fucker didn’t care about that. It stomped forward with full momentum, fists balled, jaws hanging open like a broken marionette.

Liya’s voice rang out from somewhere behind us.

"Is that woman your backup!?"

Yifei spat blood and raised her glaive.

"Better late than never."

The Brute leapt again.

Faster than before.

Twice as angry.

I lifted my gauntlets and lowered my hips.

Honestly, this was amazing.

Maybe I should have taken up MMA when I was younger... I never knew there was such a beast inside me.

***

The Brute charged.

Face split open, jaw hanging crooked, left eye a melted socket. But none of that slowed it. If anything, it moved faster, burning through pain like it didn’t matter.

I stepped forward to meet it.

"Support me!" I yelled. "Both of you!"

Yifei surged left, her glaive flashing red as she moved like a flame-tipped arrow. Liya shifted to the right, halberd diagonally, expression hard and focused.

The Brute lashed out with its upper arms—one punch aimed for me, the other sweeping wide to catch Yifei.

I caught the first punch with my gauntlet—crack!

It still hurt.

Yifei ducked under the second and sliced across the Brute’s ribs. Her blade cut deep, searing flesh, the wound hissing from the heat.

Its lower arms moved next, grabbing for Liya’s legs.

She jammed her halberd down, using the steel shaft as a brace, and kicked its grip aside. Her follow-up was clean—an upward slash across its thigh, but the damage wasn’t significant.

"Shit!"

"Hit it again!" I shouted, slamming both fists into its chest.

Boom!

The impact launched it back, but it landed on all fours like a beast, snarling, twitching.

Liya huffed beside me. "You weren’t kidding about unfair."

"Told you."

It looked mad... steam-like breath hissing from its wound with every breath.

Though it could think, it seemed unable to do so after being angry as the Brute charged again, targeting Yifei this time.

She rolled aside, barely dodging the flurry of four arms that punched into the street, cracking asphalt like paper. I dashed in while its arms were still buried and slammed a burning right hook into its shoulder.

Yifei came up behind it.

Her glaive flicked like a whip—one clean, elegant arc. It sliced the creature’s back open with a hiss of steam and a scream of torn muscle.

Liya moved next.

She slammed the bladed end of her halberd into its calf, twisting hard. The Brute’s leg buckled—just a little—but enough.

Its upper arms lashed out in response—one grabbed Yifei by the forearm.

"Nope."

I launched into its ribs like a cannonball, knocking it off balance. The blow tore Yifei free, and she flipped backwards into a crouch.

"Thanks," she said, barely winded.

"Anything for you, Fei-Fei."

"Hehe~"

The Brute roared again and spun toward Liya.

It charged her with all four fists, aiming to break through her guard or maybe crush her entirely.

She stood her ground.

Her halberd spun, deflecting the first two strikes with sheer skill. The third one clipped her shoulder with a crack. Yet she gritted her teeth and drove her blade into the Brute’s chest as it crashed into her.

It stopped mid-swing, blade stuck between its ribs.

"NOW!"

Liya flung past us as we attacked.

I attacked the left, and she attacked the right.

We both slammed our weapons into the same side of its body—glaive and gauntlet—ice and fire.

The Brute screamed in agony.

Black blood bubbled and spurted from the wound, with bones cracking and the entire right side of the Brute’s torso shattered like broken porcelain.

It dropped to one knee.

Still breathing.

Still alive.

Yifei exhaled sharply. "This thing just won’t die."

I clenched my fists, gauntlets humming with overloaded pressure.

"Then we don’t let it stand back up." With the flick of my wrists, two blades extended.

Only the sound of blades tearing flesh followed.

***

The Brute’s body hit the ground like a demolished pillar—chunks of flesh burned, bones shattered, and we ripped one arm entirely from the socket.

We stood around it, weapons raised, breath ragged, blood smeared across our skin.

Liya lowered her halberd slightly. "That did it?"

Yifei didn’t answer—her glaive was still humming with Fire Qi, smoke rising off the edge.

I kept staring.

Something felt off.

A twitch.

Not subtle.

Its shoulder jerked once, then again. The raw stump where its arm had been began to bubble.

"Wait."

I took a single step back.

The shredded tendons wriggled like worms. Bone cracked back into place. Flesh stretched, tore, and rewove itself.

"Holy shit... I forgot," I said through gritted teeth. "It can regenerate."

A wet pop echoed from its throat as the broken neck corrected itself.

It pushed off the ground.

The fourth arm reformed—slow, but steady—and its foot stamped into the gravel as it rose.

"What the hell...?" Liya muttered.

"Don’t just stare. Move!"

The Brute’s eyes locked onto mine again, with a mangled face, head hanging to one side.

Yifei stepped beside me, weapon drawn. Liya mirrored her on my other side.

Three of us.

The Brute tilted its head again.

"...En...uh...mee..."

It was grinning.

Good.

I grinned back.

"Round two, you bastard."

There was a feeling of irritation building inside me, I hadn’t tried using this... but since the damn zombie wanted to cheat I would too.

My abdomen tightened, and there was a battle form in the Primordial Tyrant Scripture.

It involved taking Qi into the Dantian.

"Buy me ten seconds," I said to the two women who looked at me like a freak.

Yifei didn’t even question it. She leaned close and kissed my cheek, "You owe me, babe." Then she stepped forward without anything else. Liya glanced sideways before nodding.

I closed my eyes.

Qi surged toward my Dantian, heavier than usual. My chest burned. Muscles tightened. Every breath felt like fire, ice and rocks threading through veins.

The scripture’s battle form wasn’t just a buff.

It was raw conversion of Qi into elemental power... something a little fantasy for me.

Qi became my power.

Blood became my fuel.

My heart thudded once, louder than before.

Twice.

I grit my teeth as the first seal on the Primordial Tyrant Form cracked, flooding my limbs with violent heat. Black veins bulged from my hands up my arms, pulsing with an icy chill, a fiery bite as the earth Qi caused my muscles to bulge and tighten.

"Five more seconds..."

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