I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1626 - 1630: That Pink Fatty

"No need to choose again, I've decided on him!" The Northern Demon Lord pointed decisively at Majin Buu.

The Northern Demon Lord had actually given it a lot of thought.

In fact, what he really wanted to choose was that young boy. It made him wonder if Zhang Menglong had lost his mind, sending such a young kid into battle. It didn't look like someone capable of fighting.

Could it be that there really was no one else from the human world to send? But it seemed that those level nine perfect beings were much more powerful than this kid and the pink fat one.

Of course, they didn't think Zhang Menglong was truly out of his mind. Beneath the appearances of these three, there must be hidden immense strength, but in their hearts, it was hard to imagine them being comparable to Demon Lord Chong Lou.

Didn't you see that one who looked a bit more capable of fighting, the one named Bick the Demon King, even his face has turned pale green with fear?

"Fine, as you wish, but don't regret it!" Zhang Menglong couldn't help but smirk.

"Mr. Zhang, these three..."

"Mr. Zhang, why aren't you letting Mr. Chong Lou join?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, if you don't have other candidates, you could at least choose one of us. We may not be able to win, but if it comes to a life-and-death struggle, we might drag them down with us."

"Right, you're sending a child to fight such a ferocious female Demon Lord, isn't that sending someone to their death?"

"And that pink fatty, his flesh looks fake and can't take a hit. I also heard him muttering about ice cream and pudding earlier, is he just a glutton?"

"And that one with the antennae, he looks the strongest but seems to be lacking courage, his face turning green with fear, how could he fight against those Demon Lords?"

"I get it, this is Zhang's way of humiliating them!" Someone immediately came to the realization.

Zhang Menglong never played by the rules; he deliberately sends out the weaker ones to allow those Demon Lords to win, then mocks them before letting Chong Lou clean up the mess.

This not only protects the human world but also deals a heavy blow to the Demon Clan.

Chivalric morals? When have you ever seen Zhang Menglong speak of chivalric morals?

"No," Zhang Menglong immediately denied, "we're having an honest match, and if we lose, I'll keep my word!"

"Huh?" The clever human was stunned; if that's the case, how could they win?

"You all, haven't I taught you enough times? Never judge a book by its cover," Zhang Menglong said, "these three look weak, don't they?"

Everyone nodded; it was almost as if "weak" was etched on their foreheads.

"Let me first introduce the weakest," Zhang Menglong pointed to Bick the Demon King, "this one is named Bick, once a Demon King from my homeland, a Namekian who has forgotten his name."

"He's the weakest?"

"He's from a super world, where he ranks maybe twenty-third or so in terms of fighting ability, indeed quite mediocre!"

"A super world? He's from a super world?"

"Twenty-third place?"

"I once saw someone trying to contract a higher world, and anyone casually emerging from that world was terrifyingly strong, one breath could obliterate a Level Eight perfect life form."

"So, is he also a Super Life Form?"

"At least a Super Life Form, possibly a very formidable one among them."

"How could that be? That kid... and that pink fatty... if he's already the weakest, then that kid and the fatty..."

"Let me introduce you to that kid, he's called Rimuru. Don't be fooled by his childish looks, he's a Demon King from a super world!"

"A Demon King? From a super world?"

"But he doesn't look the part at all."

"And the fatty," Zhang Menglong's smile widened, "they think they've picked a weak opponent, but in truth, they've chosen the fiercest. Hope they don't provoke Buu, or even I may not stop Puppet."

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"Enough time wasted, let's start," the Northern Demon Lord stepped forward, showing obvious confidence in himself. He beckoned to Majin Buu, "You there, pink fatty, come out!"

Puppet glanced at the Northern Demon Lord, then turned his head to look at Zhang Menglong, asking innocently, "Director, what does he want?"

"He wants to challenge you," Zhang Menglong chuckled, "you two just spar a bit, remember not to take it too seriously. Once it's over, I'll get you ice cream and pudding!"

At the mention of pudding and ice cream, Puppet started drooling, "Leave it to me!"

Puppet swaggered out into the field, "You make the first move; the Director told me not to be too serious, I don't want to kill you."

"What did you say?" A trace of anger flashed on the Northern Demon Lord's face, this pink fatty spoke the most arrogant words with the softest patronizing tone, clearly looking down on him.

"In that case, don't mind if I'm rude!"

The Northern Demon Lord gathered demonic energy, manifesting a spear in his hand. This spear was forged from his Energy, not only piercing strongly but also possessing immensely terrifying corrosive ability, which, upon contact, would erode the entire body of his opponent.

"Whoosh!"

The spear flew towards Majin Buu, but he stood frozen in place, seemingly petrified. The spear pierced through him, pinning him to a rock wall.

"Hahaha, is this who you sent out? Is it..."

Before he could finish, Puppet's body melted like liquid, then reformed, leaving no mark on his pierced chest nor affected by the Energy at all.

"Impossible!" The Northern Demon Lord gritted his teeth, instantly appearing behind Puppet, thrusting with the spear. In a moment, Puppet's body was riddled with holes, but his flesh wriggled and restored him to his original state.

No matter the attack from the Northern Demon Lord, even having cut Puppet into pieces, he could always instantly recover. Such resilience was terrifyingly strong.

The Demon Lords also had healing abilities, but those required Energy consumption, and yet this pink fatty's aura remained unchanged no matter how much he recovered.

"No fun, I don't want to play anymore!" Puppet's expression suddenly turned serious, and at that moment, the Northern Demon Lord felt a tinge of fear from his gaze!

Puu stretched out his palm, releasing a purple Energy Sphere which directly struck the Northern Demon Lord.

"Boom!" A gigantic mushroom cloud erupted, with the power of death continuously eroding the ground within the blast zone, leaving the other three Demon Lords utterly dumbfounded.

What looked like the weakest, this pink fatty, was terrifyingly strong, wasn't he?