Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The din was deafening. There were even many who appeared out of the second level’s exit. All of them were surveying their surroundings with ferocious looks, hoping to find traces of Wang Baole.
This scene imdiately left Wang Baole alard. He was not afraid of a single person, but if it was a legion...
Wang Baole blinked. He felt that it was not embarrassing to cower in front of a legion of people. Thankfully, the club had people of all shapes and sizes. He was not the only fat one present, nor was he very conspicuous. Wang Baole quickly left the club and returned to Ethereal Dao College.
The crowd failed to find Fat Rabbit in the club and burned with aggrieved anger. They clenched their teeth, resolving to teach Fat Rabbit a good lesson the next ti he ca.
However, not everyone visited the fight club daily. Similarly, there were too many people in the club. After all, its clientele was made up of everyone who liked fighting in Ethereal City.
Therefore, although there were many people who had witnessed Wang Baole’s dominating actions that day, few people noticed him in the beginning when he ca again three days later.
Even if there were so, they were few in number, and the news did not spread. This allowed Wang Baole to visit the fight club every other day. Every ti he went there, he would begin as an unknown during his first battle and rapidly develop to the point of driving everyone spectating mad. Slowly, after visiting the fight club more than ten tis, the legend of the fat rabbit who bent fingers slowly spread despite his attempts at maintaining a low profile.
“I heard that a fat rabbit who loves bending the fingers of others appeared in the club!”
“The rumors ntion a fat rabbit who is extrely evil. When he fights others, all he sees is their fingers!”
“I even heard that the bastard is quite nasty. If he isn’t able to bend fingers the entire ti, he will not even spare his opponent’s toes!”
All sorts of rumors and discussions constantly spread within the club. It did not reach a point where everyone knew of the fat rabbit, but eventually, the mont Wang Baole appeared, he would instantly gain an audience. It even reached the point where Wang Baole realized that people paid attention to every entrance on the first floor.
Not only that, he had also learned from others that people had organized themselves into a Rabbit Annihilation Alliance. This left him astounded. Thankfully, he was already very skilled in finger bending from fighting hundreds of tis. He felt that he needed to keep a low profile and decided to end his training.
These people are too unreasonable. Since it’s a freestyle fight club, why must they be so agitated? I’m not bending fingers but practicing my twisting technique! Wang Baole was peeved. In fact, he had been entering the Hallucination realm nearly every day to fight the senior sparring partner. He would only head for the club after being tortured to a certain extent.
This cycle not only allowed him to vent his stress, it could also increase his technique greatly. He went from completely not being the senior sparring partner’s match—with him being instantly taken down—to being able to resist him for quite so ti.
This improvent gave Wang Baole hope. Although he did not dare head to the fight club, Wang Baole continued training by himself and, with so confidence, took a deep breath before opening the Hallucination realm.
The biting cold wind and the fluttering snowflakes encased the area in ice. The familiar surroundings made Wang Baole hold his breath and focus. He looked at the sparring partner that slowly materialized nearby, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. Over the months of fighting the senior sparring partner, he had beco sowhat infuriated from having his fingers bent countless tis.
“This ti, I’ll definitely make you admit defeat!” Wang Baole loosened his arms for a mont as his aura instantly changed. It was staggeringly sharp!
If Wang Baole was said to have been an inchoate sword in the past, the present him had rapidly tamorphosed after nurous battles in the club, turning him into a sharp, unsheathed sword.
Although he was not extrely rich in combat experience, he had long exceeded his forr self.
The instant the senior sparring partner appeared, Wang Baole’s speed rose suddenly. He instantly jumped forward and appeared beside his opponent, raising his right hand to grab forward.
The senior sparring partner had the sa expression as usual. He did not retreat and instead advanced. The suction force in him suddenly emanated as he grabbed at Wang Baole. Almost at the instant they were about to touch, a glint flashed in Wang Baole’s eyes. He released his suction force as an invisible vortex appeared between the two of them. As they tugged at each other, they collided.
With a bang, Wang Baole retreated a few steps. The senior sparring partner was no different. No one was able to gain the upper hand when the suction forces were unleashed.
Wang Baole’s eyes wore a look of excitent. He rapidly approached once again, and soon, he began exchanging blows with the senior sparring partner in the Hallucination realm.
He was fast, but so was the senior sparring partner. Gradually, their figures shed together. They would blast backward when the suction force reached its limit each ti. It caused the surrounding snow to rapidly fly toward them before violently scattering outwards.
Others would definitely have been alard if they were to see this scene. In fact, Wang Baole’s battle with the senior sparring partner had surpassed the level of Physical Seal. Even a Pulse Enrichnt expert would be surprised by this battle.
In fact, what they were competing in was, more importantly, the control of their suction forces other than their speed and bodily strength. This demanded minute control, with the need to be adjusted all the ti. Only with different release frequencies would the desired effects be achieved.
Not only that, the suction force was not only directed from the palm, but from the entire body. This resulted in many variations when it ca to battle strategy. Thus, the need to judge their opponent’s battle strategy and lure their opponent into a trap developed in the duo’s battle.
As the sounds of their clashes shook the surroundings, ti slowly passed. Soon, five minutes passed. Wang Baole was already panting heavily, but his eyes were filled with excitent. He had not had his finger bent by the senior sparring partner up to his point. It made him very confident.
“It’s ti to end this. Senior sparring partner, I’ll let you have a taste of how aweso it feels to have your finger bent!” Wang Baole roared with laughter. The instant the senior sparring partner approached, his eyes emitted a strange glint. All his sweat pores instantly sealed shut as he used a technique at the Physical Seal realm.
Imdiately, the world inside and outside his body seed isolated from each other, forming two separate worlds. At the sa ti, the devouring seed began releasing a maniacal suction force under his control. It instantly reached its maximum strength as his body trembled. Unknowingly, he had even slimd down a little as though his body shape had changed.
By sealing his physical body, the suction force was unable to fully perate his body; this resulted in a vacuum. The instant the senior sparring partner ca in front of him, Wang Baole roared. He removed his Physical Seal realm instantly, and the suction that was brewing in strength was unleashed at full force.
Amid the booms, the surrounding wind and snow surged over. The senior sparring partner clearly did not expect this move from Wang Baole. His body was finally under the suction force’s influence when it ca close, causing him to stumble a little.
This slight misstep gave Wang Baole a chance. In his maniacal laughter, he took one step forward and landed in front of the senior sparring partner. His right hand grabbed his finger like lightning, and with his excitent and stirring feelings, he yanked it upwards ruthlessly!
“Kneel down and call daddy!”
The senior sparring partner’s body jolted, and just as he was about to kneel down, a black glint flashed in his eyes. The glint was identical to the light in the black mask. Simultaneously, a fleeting smile tugged at the corners of the senior sparring partner’s mouth. He raised his other hand rapidly, pressing down on Wang Baole’s wrist firmly.
Not only did he manage to stand up straight by pressing down, his suppressive force made Wang Baole cry out. His palm imdiately lost its strength as he failed to grab his opponent’s finger. His suction force had, for so unknown reason, been severed instantly.
Just that alone could be ignored, but when the senior sparring partner got up, he rapidly raised his right foot and... kicked Wang Baole in the crotch.
A cry more tragic than any before erupted from Wang Baole; it was sharp and ear-piercing. People who had never experienced this before could never imagine such a cry.
Wang Baole even felt that he had heard a crack. His mind instantly went blank, overwheld by the unprecedented pain. It left him crying tragically as he lost all his strength. He rolled around on the ground, his hands at his crotch.
Wang Baole was almost in tears. Cold sweat drenched his shirt. Even the cold winds were unable to make him feel cold. His entire being was on the brink of insanity. He was whimpering in pain with a voice that had a different tone to usual. “They’re crushed. Heavens, they’re crushed.”
The senior sparring partner did not continue. He stood by the side, watching Wang Baole without any expression. Only after so ti, when the intense pain had sowhat eased, was Wang Baole able to quickly pull open his pants with a pale expression. He heaved a sigh of relief when he looked down. However, the lingering fear in his expression turned more intense.
“Shaless! Despicable!” Wang Baole looked up and clenched his teeth. The hate he had for the senior sparring partner was indescribable. He had been filled with confidence and believed that he could finally turn the tables, but he had never imagined that the senior sparring partner would have such a despicable move.
He wished to continue sparring with him but was too afraid. He even wished to protect his crotch, but he realized that he could not do it in the Hallucination realm. It appeared that there was sothing different after the senior sparring partner changed.
Finally, Wang Baole left the Hallucination realm extrely depressed. He struggled outside for a long while. On the one hand, he would have to experience the excruciating pain if he continuing the sparring, and on the other hand, there was his anticipation of becoming Head Prefect. Finally, the latter won over the forr, and with a loud roar, Wang Baole entered the Hallucination realm again.
His tragic cries would occasionally echo throughout the Hallucination realm. Every ti, Wang Baole would feel as though his crown jewels... had been crushed.
Half a month later, his mind was in a ss, almost to the point of going crazy. Even when he walked through the Dao College, he would instinctively cover his crotch when anyone gave him a glance.
All of this left him burning in a depressive anger. He aid his sights once again... at the freestyle fight club.
I want to engage in real combat!
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