From this point on, the na Black Demon rose to prominence, with no one able to stand against him in the boxing ring.
Additionally, no one dared to fight Black Demon because his strikes were simply too brutal.
At worst, one punch could break your neck; at best, like a beast, he would tear your body apart—either way, you’re dead.
Feeling bored, Black Demon’s behavior grew more reckless, challenging North Arica’s fight masters everywhere.
After consecutively killing several renowned fight masters, the Navy SEALs intervened and captured Black Demon, imprisoning him in Hexagon Prison.
As a prison in North Arica specially for the worst criminals, Black Demon’s arrival caught the attention of Ponken Wilson.
To test Black Demon’s limits.
Ponken Wilson specially bought a large quantity of H-7 and H-8 Enlightennt Potions for Black Demon to consu.
Fearless of death, Black Demon drank all of these Enlightennt Potions.
Who would have thought it was precisely due to these Enlightennt Potions provided by Ponken Wilson that Black Demon’s body underwent trendous mutations.
Even though he knew nothing besides boxing, his body developed the ability to automatically absorb cosmic energy.
From then on, complented by Black Demon’s own training, he entered the realm of Super Martial Artist.
This is a purely physical Cultivator, combining the White Lotus Society’s modification technology, Heaven and Earth Alliance’s Enlightennt Potions, and Cell Energy, making him an unignorable powerhouse in Hexagon Prison.
"Boss, should we go see that guy? With the prison boss selection about to start, we can’t have instability in the East Wing Prison right now."
Asked a subordinate.
Black Demon showed a white smile: "Then let’s go have a look. If this person is honest and smart, I’ll have him join . But if he plans to rise independently, today will be the day he dies."
Black Demon got up, his massive build like an iron tower, and walked straight out of the room. Led by his subordinate, he strode directly towards the cell where Wang Longhu was placed.
Along the way, every prisoner who saw Black Demon passing by would bow their heads respectfully in greeting.
In the East Wing Prison, Black Demon is the absolute emperor; no one it slack before him.
Because if Black Demon felt displeased or unhappy, anyone in front of him could be killed.
Wang Longhu sat on his bed; since he was the sole occupant of the cell, it had beco quite peaceful.
Very suitable for long-term living.
For the current Wang Longhu, where he lives, be it a luxury hotel or a shabby prison, doesn’t make any difference.
Having lived the life of an ascetic monk, he is completely indifferent to all material pleasures.
"The Wilson family has given too few slots, I must fight for one to explore the ancient civilization ruins they control,
Need to notify Chi Ming and Li Qionghao to send things to Hexagon Prison for to gather potential points," Wang Longhu thought to himself, leaning against the wall.
Creating a Secret Technique capable of multiplying one’s strength manifold is no easy task.
Achieving that in the short term is utterly impossible.
This difficulty is no less than asking Wang Longhu to write a masterpiece rivaling the "Tao Te Ching" and "Zhou Yi" in one week.
If he hopes to significantly increase his current power, it relies heavily on gaining potential points.
"Spirit, this is bad, Spirit, Black Demon is looking for you, be extrely careful."
At that mont, several Asians suddenly rushed in from outside Wang Longhu’s cell; they were the ones who had previously cleaned his cell.
They were full of panic and urgency, yamring towards Wang Longhu.
Spirit communication is one-way unless the other party possesses ntal power high enough to respond.
Otherwise, Wang Longhu can only let them hear his voice in their minds but can’t understand what these people are thinking.
"Stop making noise, silence," Wang Longhu commanded.
These people imdiately fell silent and stood by the wall at so distance.
Although they bowed under the formidable might of Black Demon daily, when they heard Wang Longhu’s voice resonating in their minds,
they started viewing Wang Longhu as a deity, seeing him as soone who could save them.
Even following Wang Longhu to death would result in a heavenly afterlife.
The Spirit takes care of each of his followers.
Though unaware of what these guys were saying, Wang Longhu soon felt a strong presence approaching.
He suddenly understood, realizing it was whom Ponken Wilson had previously ntioned.
The boss of the East Wing Prison ca for a talk.
It is universally acknowledged that there can be only one boss in a prison area.
Twin tigers cannot coexist on a single mountain.
Soon, Wang Longhu saw a particularly tall and muscular Black man approaching from outside the cell.
His fists were shockingly large like kettles, leaving no doubt about their powerful impact.
Simultaneously, this Black man’s muscles were frightfully exaggerated, sending chills down one’s spine.
Each muscle was like a ghostly face; the muscle striation reached a bizarre extent.
"You’re the prisoner newly released from the core area; let’s talk."
Black Demon sat down unceremoniously opposite Wang Longhu, saying with a chuckle.
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