Chapter 238: Chapter 214: Challenge Target, Three Heads and Six Arms (6K)_3
Translator: 549690339
The old man fishing had no idea that an old friend who recognized him was preparing to watch him have so fun.
He just let Demonic Fla Wang Qi do his thing.
Of course, he quietly warned him, “Hold back a little in thebeginning, don’t kill their generals all at once, that would be too demoralizing.”
Demonic Fla Wang Qi gives a thumbs up to indicate understanding.
The blue-faced, tusky Rakshasa marches up the battle platform with large steps.
In an instant,
Hum
A light curtain rises, enveloping the entire platform in it. At the sa ti, both the blue-faced man and the black-armored demon emblazoned warrior have their rank symbols materializing on them.
“Mid stage of Second Order 5”
“Large Perfection of Level 9 of Fourth-order”
“To be actually at the mid stage of Second Order, this rank…”
Lord Wangba is slightly astonished.
The only person whose land rank surpasses him was the hero he recruited from the Festival Grounds. That hero is the strongest combat power in his territory. However, with a slight simulation,
Lord Wangba could tell that his own hero would not last three minutes here.
It would be a miracle if he could last one minute.
Moreover, after he leaves, the fortress completely relies on that hero and several generals to defend it. If he were to pull away high-end combat power, the fortress wouldn’t be able to hold.
In the field, after the information was displayed, the rank number above Demonic Fla Wang Qi’s head quickly dropped, all the way down to Mid stage of Second Order 5. Even so, his montum remained ferocious, spreading a chill-inducing aura.
“Ding!”
The countdown reaches zero.
Rakshasa manifests the Fenye Evil Spear.
The Demonic Fla Wang Qi in the Treasure Armor also exploded instantly. His fist ca out, the demonic flas surging like a massive Demon Mountain was being blasted out.
His fist light collided with the spear light, causing a surge of violent energy, masking both of their figures within it.
Demonic Fla Wang Qi felt the force impact from the collision and was slightly startled.
Sothing seed wrong.
No, it was very wrong!
His fist was trembling, this power…
He quickly disregarded the warning of his own lord, not daring to hold back any longer. He went all out, throwing one punch after another, his fist light stirring up a storm of fire.
But,
‘His strength on par with mine, how is this possible?!’
Despite having balanced, both sides had the sa rank.
But he, Demonic Fla Wang Qi, was a Fourth-order Peak Strengman. He has fused high-level Demon’s Blood and countless treasures, and has also been baptised in so fortuitous locations, his physical body had already reached the ‘limit-breaking’ level, fulfilling one of the three major requirents for breaking through the legend.
Even if he was demoted now, his physical strength should at least be several tis that of an equivalent Three-Star Troops with Excellence.
Furthermore, his Artistic Conception has reached the Great Perfection realm, so he could exert 250% of his full body strength!
Despite this, his power was only on par with the blue-faced man before him. At most, he had a slight advantage, but this slight advantage was negligible.
How could this man be so fierce? What did he eat to grow so big?
Or perhaps, does he possess so sort of high-level skill that greatly enhances his strength?
Such thoughts flashed through Demonic Fla Wang Qi’s mind, and his punches beca even stronger – only such a strong individual, who could resist his ferocious attack, would make the fight interesting.
Bi Bi Bi Bi !
The light of Demonic Fla Wang Qi’s fists beca faster and more ferocious.
Both of them had similar strength, but his Mindset of Demonic Fla not only had explosive power, his combat experience and techniques were also not sothing that the young man could compare with.
Black flas burned, surging forward like fearso waves.
Under the full stimulation of the Perfect realm Artistic Conception, the sky seed to darken, storm clouds appeared low, as if they were masses of black demonic flas that were fiercely burning.
Heaven and earth! All directions! Everything was demonic flas.
There were real demonic flas, and there were also artistic conception flas. The latter was not real, but it was not entirely false either, the flas of artistic conception could sotis injure the spirit and the soul.
The old man fishing was already serious.
“Is Tian Yuan’s Ace General this powerful?”
“Hisss! So that ans…”
At this mont, the blue-faced brute, whose class was hard to determine, was like a small boat wavering in the Fist Sea of Demonic Fla, as if he could capsize at any mont.
But, he had already endured dozens to hundreds of moves.
The spear and the fist are constantly confronting each other.
Even though the blue-faced bruiser was at a disadvantage, the old man fishing could judge based on his eyesight and experience, “He has an opportunity to pass this challenge!”
Thinking of this, he was thrilled. His mission was about to be completed.
But, seeing his own Demonic Fla Wang Qi getting more and more excited, and even about to perform beyond his abilities, the old man fishing’s heart almost jumped out, “You, play it cool! Take it easy!”
Although he thought this, and his heart was still cheering for the blue-faced brute on the other side, the old man fishing didn’t open his mouth, he didn’t interfere with his own general.
He still had so professional integrity after all.
As an examiner, fairness was the first priority.
Moreover, there were still invigilators watching from outside.
The artistic conception fla seed to be breaking the boundaries of the battle platform, rushing towards them.
Lord Wangba swallowed, he could no longer see the figure of the blue-faced brute. All he could see was the demonic fla that covered the sky and the ground. But since the attack was still continuing, it ant that blue – faced brute was not defeated yet, he was still standing his ground.
Facing such a terrifying sea of demonic fla that could overturn anyone in an instant, he could stand for so long?
“Is this the Ace General that Tian Yuan has cultivated?”
“This kind of strength, this kind of power…”
“I, I’m really not as good…”
In a blink of an eye, the battle had already lasted for two and a half minutes and was gradually coming to an end.
Can he make it through?
The hearts of Lord Wangba and Old Fishing Man were both in their throat.
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