As the fat man stripped off his clothes, he exposed a body of blindingly white fat, marked with many ugly lines, which instantly provoked a round of laughter and teasing from the female rcenaries in the crowd.
The male rcenaries saw his soft, floppy flesh and his short and stubby stature, and they all sneered, with many making jokes about Madam Xieleng’s peculiar taste.
"Hey, fatty, that body of yours could be rendered into lard, stop embarrassing yourself and go back," the rcenaries jeered and laughed.
These newcors who could enter Geyue Town, though lacking so experience and a bit irritable, most of them possessed quite impressive strength, at least above Dark Earth Great Success in cultivation. In their view, the fatty who lacked any strong Dark Energy was undoubtedly a jester.
"Laugh all you want, but soon you all won’t even have the chance to laugh," Luo shook his body and nodded at Feng Buhui.
The latter leaned close to Yue Jinghua and whispered, "Luo has made progress recently. He’s learned a new Dark Technique called Titan Collision."
Titan Collision?
Upon hearing this na, Yue Jinghua and the others were all visibly astonished.
That lazy glutton Luo had actually developed his own new Dark Technique? Was this a dream?
Ever since Yue Jinghua had inscribed him with the Divine Rune, Luo’s physique had undergone significant changes. However, his Divine Rune was based on "defense," constantly putting him in a situation where he could defend but not attack.
This made Luo quite gloomy, after all, what’s the difference between a rcenary who can only defend and a turtle withdrawing its head?
However, during the Shura Sword Formation, he was inspired by the form of Feng Buhui’s Demon Crossbow that protected him.
To grasp this new Dark Technique, he had privately sought out Feng Buhui multiple tis to spar and finally three days ago, he inadvertently grasped this new Dark Technique.
"Luo says he wants his new Dark Technique to be unstoppable, crushing all in its path like the ’Titan,’ hence he nad it Titan Collision," Feng Buhui’s eyes expressed a sense of pride, which even affected the other mbers of the July rcenary Team, and even Qin Dongting, who usually was not one to show his feelings, showed a trace of excitent.
Therefore, everyone no longer conflicted with the other rcenaries, and unanimously moved to stand behind Luo.
Luo’s fat body suddenly seed much larger than before.
All eyes on Luo as he squatted deeply, positioning his short legs in a comically firm stance, which made the surrounding rcenaries burst out laughing.
But as they laughed heartily, the patterns on Luo’s body began to change. As the Dark Energy inside him fluctuated, the Divine Rune on his body moved like little swimming fish, coming to life.
"What is this?" Yue Jinghua was startled, not expecting that the Divine Rune she had carved with the Prajnaparamita Needle would change driven by Luo’s Dark Energy.
The original Divine Rune swiftly moved, transforming from its irregular shape into a sharp, disc-shaped with saw-like teeth.
Simultaneously with the formation of this saw-toothed wheel, Luo’s body also began to change.
From his body, a crackling sound ca out, like the crunching of teeth on beans, indicating his bones were transforming. Subsequently, his fat also rapidly shrank and compacted together.
The originally short-statured Luo now looked much more robust and taller.
"Titan Collision," next to Luo, a new Dark Energy was gathering, his entire being turned into a cluster of inverted gears in the form of air.
"Boom," a powerful burst of Dark Energy exploded outward, causing Yue Jinghua and others to involuntarily step back, only to see the dozens of people who had surrounded them earlier had all vanished.
On the street paved with Long Stone, the stones were shattered as if trampled by strange force, with a shocking crack that ran deeper than three feet.
A group of rcenaries lay on the ground groaning, Luo stood there with an indifferent face, having returned to his stout, short stature, but his eyes no longer bore the usual look of Pang Luo.
At this mont, Luo was like a sheathed sword that had just slain, and those fallen rcenaries were rely his defeated foes.
Luo’s "Titan Collision" was formidable; a few unlucky rcenaries, who were also the ones mocking the July rcenary Team, had been hit so hard they suffered bone fractures and broken waists, not to be able to rise for ten to eight months.
Yue Jinghua’s eyes lit up instantly, pulling a particularly large smile towards Luo: "Not bad, Little Panpan, you’ve made progress, you used the Divine Rune very well in this move."
Having Divine Runes was one thing, but being able to actively and flexibly use and modify them was sothing extraordinary.
Upon hearing this, Luo imdiately laughed haughtily, "That’s right, I am Luo, the deputy... vice-captain of the July rcenary Team. Captain, please, Shalman, please, Qian Luo master please, Aunt Chi Xi please. Buhui, you and Dongzi follow ."
The party of seven strode past those rcenaries.
Those who had earlier ridiculed the July rcenary Team were now looking at each other, understanding that instead of re pretty faces, they faced seven formidable stars.
The event outside the rcenary Headquarters was quickly spread by those with intent, relayed back to their respective masters.
Among them, there was surprise, expectation, and naturally, curiosity.
One individual, wearing a hat, upon witnessing the scene, imdiately darted into a tea house opposite the rcenary Headquarters.
It was a nondescript tea house, unlike most of the shops in Geyue Town, which looked long abandoned.
In the tea house, there was no beautiful mistress or clever shop assistant, just an old tea master with loose teeth, and three rickety old tables gnawed at by rats.
However, oddly enough, two custors sat in such a dilapidated tea house.
After entering the tea house, the man with the hat approached the two custors and quietly relayed everything that had just occurred outside the Geyue rcenary Association in full detail.
"Are you sure the young rcenary has Divine Runes on his body?" One of the custors, upon hearing the story, his handso eyebrows slightly raised in surprise, but soon after, he relaxed his brow and poured himself a cup of cold water, passing it to the man with the hat.
It was hot, and Song Mu beneath the hat was sweating profusely.
The man in the hat was slightly stunned, evidently surprised by the custor’s gesture.
The other custor sitting across the tea table also showed so surprise: "Divine Son, I feel like you’ve changed sowhat from before."
Zong Shaoqing smiled faintly, "Lord Bo Sai, people do change, don’t they?"
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