“Darryl, it’s over!”

Megan smiled lightly. She could feel that Darryl was affected by the sound of the flute. Her chance had come!

Buzz!

Megan did not hesitate. She turned around in mid-air, ethereally, lifted her hand, and attacked Darryl.

The attack used nine levels of her internal energy; everywhere it touched, the air would distort.

Gasp!

The crowd worried for Darryl. At the same time, Zhurong, Lily, and the others exclaimed loudly.

“Hubby, be careful!”

“Brother Darryl, watch out!”

Zhurong wanted to rush forward to help Darryl. However, he had depleted his internal energy. He was barely in time to help!

Woo!

The attack attracted the spiritual aura from the sky and the earth; it became a storm of energy. It immediately appeared in front of Darryl.

Darryl was still under the influence of the jade flute—he was still a little dizzy. He could barely react in time.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, Megan’s attack hit him! Darryl shuddered and spat a mouthful of blood and w