He reached for the insects on the ground. As expected, they were completely unguarded, allowing him to easily capture several.

Seeing this unexpected turn, Gu Zhuo grew anxious and yelled, "What are you waiting for? Act now!"

What's going on? Why aren't the blue beetles attacking Shao Qi? Is it simply because he's a civilian?

The odds in terms of numbers were overwhelmingly against them, and there was also a traitor in their midst. Without reinforcements, victory seemed improbable.

Shao Qi whispered, "It's about time."

Just as Zhou You was about to ask who had arrived, a deafening crash echoed from ahead. The entire stadium trembled, and a truck burst in from the outside, causing martial artists in its path to scramble away.

Zhou You's eyes lit up. "Ah, Yan Wu, why is it here?"

Shao Qi produced a key and explained, "It has a remote control feature."

As the truck reached the stage, it began to transform. Within moments, it stood as a towering metal giant, positioning itself in front of Shao Qi and the others.

Shao Qi climbed into Yan Wu's control room and instructed the others, "Follow me and let's break out!"

The abbot of Shaolin was under siege from the head of Qingfeng and a few others. In no time, he was overpowered. Zhou You pinned him to the stage with four flying knives to his limbs, and then rushed out alongside Yan Wu.

The appearance of this behemoth caught Gu Zhuo off guard. He never anticipated that this machine belonged to Shao Qi and could be remotely operated.

As Yan Wu stepped on a blue beetle, Zhou You remembered a past experience controlling such beetles. He was eager to try again.

When the blue light shone, Zhou You released his psychic energy, attempting to take control of the swarm. But as soon as his power made contact, an intense craving consumed him, and before he could react, he began absorbing the beetles' psychic energy.

"Mr. Zhou, let's go!" Master Cheng grabbed Zhou You. But touching him felt like getting an electric shock, and he looked at Zhou You, puzzled.

Shao Qi looked back to see Zhou You in a meditative state. Noticing the disoriented beetles on the ground, he quickly grasped Zhou You's intentions.

Stopping in his tracks, he positioned his massive frame to shield Zhou You and unleashed a barrage of firepower towards the enemies.

"Huh, the firepower seems to have increased," Shao Qi mused.

Meanwhile, in a warehouse, Master Fan was livid. "Why now of all times? My weapon is only half modified!" He activated a locator and confirmed Yan Wu's location in the city stadium. The news of Marshal Shao and Zhou You being trapped there was common knowledge.

The area outside was swarming with the military, with warplanes hovering overhead. Friend from foe was indiscernible, and the situation inside remained unknown.

Master Fan rummaged through his warehouse and unearthed several forgotten treasures: self-destructive robots, a device that activates an electromagnetic shield, and some tiny transforming Autobots.

He set their destination and released them from the warehouse, saying, "Go on, bring my disciple back safely."

The blue beetles on the ground began to perish. Zhou You's absorption was intense, but the results were evident. Not only was his psychic energy fully restored, but it had also increased.

"Let's go." Zhou You leaped onto Yan Wu's shoulder, switched to a laser gun, and, with Yan Wu, began clearing a path.

He noticed Gu Zhuo, surrounded by several men, preparing to retreat to a warplane. With a snort, Zhou You jumped off Yan Wu's shoulder, glided in the air, used an enemy's head as a stepping stone, and shot down the plane's descending ladder.

"If you've come, then stay!" Zhou You dodged incoming missiles as he pursued Gu Zhuo.

Li Yeqiu, Feng Zhou, and others rushed towards Zhou You. Unaware of Zhou You's regained strength, they assumed they could easily take him down.

The leader Li candidly expressed, "I really hate to kill you; I crave your abilities."

Zhou You coldly retorted, "Too bad there's nothing about you that intrigues me. Die."

With a forceful palm strike, Zhou You launched his attack. His opponent tried to parry with a palm of his own, expecting to match Zhou You's strength. However, to his surprise, Li Ye Qiu was sent flying, crashing hard into a wall.

"How is this possible?" Feng Zhou's confidence was shattered, finding Zhou You's capabilities beyond comprehension.

"Your turn!"

Feng Zhou turned and fled. As Zhou You readied himself to give chase, a missile whizzed past him, hitting Feng Zhou's position squarely. With a deafening blast, Feng Zhou was reduced to fragments.

Zhou You persisted in his pursuit of Gu Zhuo, while Yan Wu engaged the aerial combatants, shooting down fighter jets one after another. The stadium was bombed beyond recognition.

The leaders of Qingfeng Sect and their men trailed behind Yan Wu, dealing with scattered soldiers. It seemed a trivial task, but they couldn't find a more significant role in the chaos.

"Are this duo enough to defeat an entire army?"

Though Shao Qi had lost his internal energy, his massive mechanical warrior was formidable. Its defense was almost impenetrable, and its offensive capabilities were suffocatingly powerful. Even the best martial arts techniques would find it hard to evade such onslaught.

Thus, why should a leader necessarily possess unparalleled martial skills?

Han Xi took out his camera, capturing Shao Qi's unstoppable force. He wanted to show the nation that even without his martial prowess, Marshal Shao remained unmatched and irreplaceable.

Yan Wu made an exit, breaking through the stadium walls. The stadium, after the chaos, seemed on the brink of collapse.

As they stepped outside, they found the outside just as chaotic. Reinforcements from both sides clashed.

Streets were littered with crashed cars, and cries for help came from trapped civilians. Vehicles went up in flames, exploding one after the other.

Nearby buildings were not spared. Several skyscrapers had been demolished, potentially burying countless people underneath.

The scene resembled an apocalypse, sending shivers down the spines of the martial sect leaders.