The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 1689

“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 was flung backward.

Pfft!

Darryl spat more blood violently. He felt as if his internal organs had been smashed into pieces. He was flung backward before his body crashed into several stone pillars and landed on the ground.

Swoosh!

Darryl’s face paled. He looked at Megan—he was unspeakably angry and regretful.

Even if Megan had used the Jade Fairy Flute, she was still not Darryl’s match. He only was defeated because Megan had distracted him with information about Felix Blakely and the rest. That had messed with his mind.

Wow!

The entire crowd was in a heated discussion, especially Watson and his men. They cheered excitedly. At the same time, they did not forget to flatter and praise Megan.

“Alliance Master, you are amazing!”

“Of course, we still need you to fight for us!”

“Of course! Not only is the Alliance Master gorgeous, but her powers are extremely strong as well. How can Darryl be her match?”

Megan smiled. Her long dress flapped in the air before she descended to the ground.

“Darryl—” Megan smiled ambiguously at Darryl. “Is there anything else that you would like to say?”

Darryl smiled lightly, but he did not reply. His face looked pale.

He had depleted quite a lot of his internal energy when he used the Blood Battle Eight Directions. On top of that, Megan had attacked him. At that moment, he was extremely weak; he could not even mutter a single sentence.

At that moment, Darryl felt extremely furious in his heart.

He had lost, and he was aggrieved by the way he had lost the fight. He had underestimated his opponent.