I Can Transform Into a World-Destroying Colossal Beast-Chapter 57: Crushing with a Single Palm

Under the night sky, a heavy atmosphere spread across the desolate dock.

Watching the figures confronting each other twenty meters away, the Witch Patterned Burly Man’s eyes were filled with evil energy: "Looks like if I don’t deal with you today, there’s no leaving."

After exchanging two moves, he discovered that Jiang Hou’s true realm was only Mid-tier Three. Although his explosive strength was close, how long could such an outburst last?

The other young member of the Celestial Wrath reserve had just leaked his aura due to nervousness, and it turned out to be only Tier Two!

With such strength, he could be killed with one punch.

Whoosh!

The Witch Patterned Burly Man spat out a gust of white air, and the black ferocious tiger tattoo on his chest lit up, immediately unleashing an even more ferocious aura.

Roar! A howl, neither resembling a tiger nor a tiger, exploded forth.

The cement under the Witch Patterned Burly Man’s feet shattered, his burly figure stirred up a whirlwind of black shadows, pouncing on Jiang Hou with a black evil energy condensing into a tiger claw phantom in his hand.

At the moment the tiger claw formed, a tiger roar exploded again, with the invisible evil energy impacting everyone’s spirits.

In Li Mengwu’s eyes, the Witch Patterned Strongman had already transformed into a black giant tiger dozens of meters long, surrounded by threatening evil energy, terrifyingly domineering.

This was the ferocity of a Witch Patterned Transcendent; each move carried an evil energy that could shake the soul, capturing the spirit.

But whether it was due to a powerful soul or the innate violent ferocity of the beast itself, this spiritual-impacting evil energy had no effect on Jiang Hou.

The Demon Blade, spewing black sword energy, sliced through the air, intersecting with the evil energy tiger claw, igniting an air explosion as the sword energy and evil energy shattered into a stormy force.

Pure force clashed as the two recoiled from a single touch, then charged at each other again.

Bang bang bang!!

The explosive collision roared throughout the dock due to their rapid speed. Zong Zheng Nan Mo and others could only see two black shadows continuously entangling, fighting ferociously.

Wherever they passed, the force overflowed, and the gale howled.

Boom!

Under the Demon Blade discharging sword energy, a thick tree collapsed, shedding a shower of leaves, while a foot wrapped in black evil energy swept across, kicking a cement pillar into pieces.

Boom! A small boat docked for repair exploded, with the two fiercely battling like two rampaging dragons, destroying everything around them.

Compared to Li Mengwu, who could only shoot ’ordinary’ energy beams, and Zong Zheng Nan Mo, who tore the air with iron wind blades, Jiang Hou and the Witch Patterned Burly Man were like true Transcendents.

Casually destroying everything, transcending ordinary people.

Pfft!

In the distance, lying on the ground, Jiang Chong spat a mouthful of blood, more red patterns spreading in his eyes, filled with unwillingness, shock, jealousy, and other emotions.

In the past, he was handsome and sunny in class, the best friend of the school’s prettiest and smartest ’school flower’, playing together after school every day, considered the golden couple by classmates.

Moreover, over half a year ago, due to an accident, they awakened extraordinary powers together.

This made Jiang Chong believe he was the legendary protagonist and he and Li Mengwu were a match made in heaven, destined to enter college and eventually marry... 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

But all these beautiful moments suddenly vanished.

And classmates without any presence in the past suddenly became enviable members of Celestial Wrath, with strength far exceeding his.

That handsome and domineering form, no less than the formidable strength of the Witch Patterned Burly Man.

All these factors made Jiang Chong insanely jealous; already severely injured and dying, he spat another mouthful of blood.

But the life force of a Celestial Demon Awakener was indeed strong, even like this he didn’t die, and the three major wounds on his body even automatically staunched.

"Jiang Hou, go, kill that guy." Zong Zheng Nan Mo shouted excitedly, helpless as he was too weak, serving only as a cheer squad.

Boom! At this time, a burst of violent force erupted, the two combatants retreated again, pulling apart and confronting each other.

Jiang Hou and the Witch Patterned Burly Man were now slightly panting. Although neither had any visible injuries, their aura was considerably weakened.

Tier Three Transcendent strength was powerful, but lacked sustainability; now, both their demonic energy and evil energy were largely depleted.

Looking at the black-haired figure wielding a Demon Blade, the Witch Patterned Burly Man spoke in a low voice: "Your strength is great, but unless you have a final card today, prepare to die here."

As he spoke, the Burly Man took out a heart-like red fruit from behind, shoved it into his mouth, with blood-like juice flowing down the corners, appearing grim.

Boom!

A layer of blood light erupted from the Witch Patterned Burly Man, his aura suddenly surged several times, comparable to Tier Three Peak, his physique expanding under the powerful force, full of oppressive feeling.

"White Tiger Heaven-Tearing, kill!" Roaring with the berserk aura, the Witch Patterned Burly Man’s speed increased dramatically, appearing instantly in front of Jiang Hou.

In his hand, black-red killing intent intertwined, transforming into an even larger tiger claw phantom, striking Jiang Hou’s Demon Blade held horizontally before him.

Boom!

Under the domineering power, Jiang Hou was instantly blasted away, transformed into a black shadow smashing a dilapidated wooden house dozens of meters away, with wooden fragments flying everywhere.

Having blasted Jiang Hou away, the Burly Man roared, like a black-red violent tiger pouncing on the smoke-filled ruins of the wooden house, not giving Jiang Hou any chance to breathe.

Boom!

In the darkness, an air explosion roared, a black shadow burst out dozens of meters, landing to plow two long streaks in the ground over ten meters long, it was Jiang Hou wielding the Demon Blade.

The sudden change startled everyone present.

"Ha, ... hahahaha, die, you all must die."

Seeing the Witch Patterned Burly Man in full might, Jiang Chong, left with half a breath, laughed out loud, even excitedly blushing as if his last light.

"White Tiger Devouring Heaven."

Amid the intertwining of blood light and black evil energy, the Witch Patterned Burly Man roared like an ancient fierce beast, pouncing again as Jiang Hou landed.

Boom!

The silhouette of Jiang Hou, blocking with the blade horizontally, was blasted away again, shooting outward, crashing into the river boat on the river, breaking the fish hold and falling in.

Meanwhile, the Witch Patterned Burly Man on the shore leaped over ten meters high, fiercely decisive, chasing Jiang Hou’s figure, descending from the sky together into the broken fish hold.

But just as he rushed into the entrance, the Witch Patterned Burly Man saw a huge crack torn open in the ship’s bottom, torrential river water madly flooding the cabin, as Jiang Hou had already vanished.

But soon, the Witch Patterned Burly Man’s eyes widened with fear and despair, witnessing a gigantic hand covered in black scale armor smash the ship’s cabin, lifting a wave of water and catching him.

Squeezing, crushing.

Roar! A terrifying bestial roar shook the night sky, the entire river surface boiling under the frightening sound waves.

The twenty-meter-long fishing boat broke apart with a bang, mixed river water blasted into the air over ten meters high, then fell with a boom, splattering river water everywhere, the momentum overwhelming.

Everyone onshore was aghast, what power, to destroy such a large fishing boat instantly; was there a missile in the cabin?

At this moment, Zong Zheng Nan Mo reacted, rushing to the shore, shouting tensely: "Jiang Hou, Jiang Hou, are you okay."

"I’m fine." From the turbulent river surfaced the deep voice, revealing Jiang Hou’s bandaged head, followed by his upper body.

As Jiang Hou stepped onto the shore, Zong Zheng Nan Mo and others saw he was holding a half-corpse of the Witch Patterned Strongman in his left hand, along with the elegant Demon Blade in his right, oddly intimidating and regal.