Chapter 829: Chapter 829: He’s a Monster
“Next one!” Fang Jueyu’s voice echoed throughout the venue, seemingly showcasing his limitless confidence and strength.
“How is this possible? He eliminated his opponent with just one punch?”
“How could this happen? Wasn’t that genius from the Shamate a hot favorite to win this Eight Nations Tournant? How did he get defeated so quickly?”
“Is it really that easy for the contestant called Happy Sheep to win?”
“It’s not that he’s winning too easily, it’s that there is a huge difference in strength. From start to finish, he’s just playing around with his opponent!”
In just a few minutes, Fang Jueyu had almost not even displayed his true power when he knocked his opponent off the stage. This had everyone watching from the Barbarian God Kingdom roused with excitent. This was a genius from their kingdom, their pride!
“Hahaha! See, I told you, your so-called geniuses can’t even take a single punch from our Happy Sheep contestant!” Osar’s hearty laughter echoed from the throne.
In the last Eight Nations Tournant, not a single contestant from the Barbarian God Kingdom made it into the top three, and their overall ranking fell to the second-to-last among the eight nations. He still rembered how he was mocked back then.
All the humiliation was now wiped clean, replaced by this refreshingly exhilarating vindication.
“Quick, quick, quick, bring out your bets, Jin Gang, your spicy strips! Old Mudskipper, your Beast God Stele, and…”
“Osar! Don’t get too happy too soon. This is just the first round. Your people might be strong, but it’s not certain they can make it to the end!” The demigod from the Dragon-man Clan said defiantly.
This wasn’t a fair one-on-one fight; it’s a marathon battle. No matter how formidable the contestant, once their energy and stamina run out, they could still lose to weaker opponents.
“Is that so? Then let’s wait and see!” Osar was full of confidence.
Over the years, he had co to understand Fang Jueyu. This reincarnated Beast God lord was not only powerful in terms of strength, but his skills were staggering — runes, artifact refining, alchemy — there wasn’t one that he couldn’t do. What marathon battle? It didn’t make much of a difference to him!
“What? Is there no one else capable? If not, I’m the champion this year!” Fang Jueyu said loudly.
“Hmph, arrogant!”
“Boom!” A massive figure resembling a barbaric bull walked onto the stage from the other side. Although he had a human form, he largely retained the features of a fierce beast. He was not likely a half-human martial artist but rather a transford fierce beast!
“Titan Bull Clan?” Fang Jueyu thought for a mont and recognized his opponent.
The Titan Bull Clan is a renowned top-tier fierce beast. In terms of bloodline level, they rank slightly lower than a Soul-devouring Beast like Er Gouzi, but they have one of the top-ranked bodies of all fierce beasts.
An adult Titan Bull possesses the strength of a Controller, and its body length exceeds twelve kiloters, an enormous entity in the cosmos. Even advanced cosmic battleships must steer clear when encountering them.
Even fourth-level beam cannons and particle cannons can only inflict minor skin and flesh injuries.
And when they transform to possess a human body, the massive body of tens of kiloters compressed into a small form ans their explosive power is unimaginable. If it’s purely about physical strength and durability, probably not many races can match them.
“My na is Nuogan, and I’ll fight you in this battle!” Nuogan seed to have a fiery temper. He didn’t say much, but his aura started to rise rapidly, and the gigantic phantom of his tens-of-kiloters-long form cast a shadow over the entire stage.
“Damn, cannot lose in terms of montum!” Even if Fang Jueyu triggered the Shamate phantom, it would only be tens of ters tall compared to the Titan Bull Clan’s Nuogan. In terms of montum, he was already losing. He admitted he was sotis just childish and reckless!
“Wait, I want to do sothing!” Fang Jueyu took a few steps back and pulled out a small device from his body.
“What is he doing?” Countless people watched curiously, could it be that he was giving up and planning so trick?
A mont later, Fang Jueyu placed an advanced holographic projector on the ground and pressed the button.
Instantly, an enormous Shamate phantom hundreds of kiloters tall overshadowed Nuogan.
“What is he doing?”
“I don’t know… Why do I feel like he’s got so screws loose?”
“Shh, quiet, although I feel the sa way.”
Upon seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded. They didn’t sense any energy from the phantom. It was purely a projection, although it appeared impressive, what’s the use?
“Alright, let’s begin!” Fang Jueyu said to Nuogan.
After dawdling around for a while, Nuogan’s bullheadedness had long been suppressed.
“Rip!” Nuogan’s clothes were torn by the surging muscles in an instant, and red steam sprayed from the pores on his body, looking extrely bizarre and terrifying.
“Kirin Arm!” Fang Jueyu manipulated the muscles in his arm, causing his biceps to swell visibly by a large margin, tearing the sleeves of his arm clothing. Almost simultaneously, a violent aura surged on Fang Jueyu’s body.
“Crack!” With a stomp, the strong floor of the stage cracked inch by inch. He shot up, simultaneously charging at Fang Jueyu along with the huge phantom behind him.
“Boom!” Two fists of completely unmatched sizes collided fiercely.
A brittle sound of bones ca from Nuogan’s arm. Instantly, the flesh and bones of his arm shattered inch by inch. This seemingly uneven clash ended once again with Fang Jue’s absolute advantage!
Nuogan was hit by the force and flung away, his arm completely gone. Yet Fang Jueyu was calm and composed, as if he had just done sothing trivial.
Ergency personnel quickly surrounded Nuogan to check his injuries. Such severe trauma, even if his arm could recover, would likely be far weaker than before.
“Have him swallow this, and in a short ti, the arm will be healed!” Fang Jueyu tossed over a pill.
“Is that a pill from human civilization?”
“It should be, right? Human alchemy techniques are said to be far more advanced than ours. Even with body parts missing, they can heal in advanced civilizations!”
“Is that so? That thing must be quite valuable, right?”
“I didn’t expect him to be so kind, to help his opponent like this.”
“Indeed!”
…
Fang Jueyu didn’t expect that his unintended act would earn him so much goodwill from many people.
“Next one!” He still remained as arrogant and brash.
“I’ll go!”
…
“Boom!”
“Next one!”
“Let try!”
…
“Boom!”
One challenger after another stepped onto the stage, only to be sent flying by Fang Jueyu. No genius from any nation could withstand even one punch from him. Once hit, they were either seriously injured or disabled, a sight that left everyone startled.
Usually, those who reach the final Eight Nations Tournant, even with a difference in strength, wouldn’t be this exaggerated, and there would be so thrilling evenly-matched battles. Yet this ti, it turned into a one-sided slaughter.
“Is there anyone else willing to co up?” Fang Jueyu had already defeated a dozen contestants, and among those remaining, aside from that genius from the Dragon-man Clan, almost no one dared to et his gaze.
Several demigods sitting on their thrones sighed helplessly at this scene, a flash of dissatisfaction in their eyes, “This kid is nothing short of a monster!”
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