Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System-Chapter 908 - 403: Su Tu’s Strength Is on a Different Level Than His Peers!!
The guy with only one head left laughed wildly, as if avenging a great hatred.
However, the next second, he completely lost the opportunity to laugh.
Because...
Swish!!!
A cold light swept across, and the guy who originally laughed suddenly paused, then the next moment, his body fell down separately from the left and right ends.
Split in two, body and mind extinguished, silently dead.
At the same time, within the fortress of the Human Race, the original terrifying pressure had already dissipated.
Only to see a slightly thin old man, squatting on the fortress unknowingly.
"Feasting on one’s own kin is something only beasts would do. Could it be that all the Holy Dragon Race are beasts?"
The old man spoke, with undisguised mockery.
However, facing such ridicule, the Guardian, contrary to his previous arrogance, did not fly into a rage, but looked at the old man with an incredible gaze.
"It’s you!! Impossible, how can you still be alive? Even if you survived that battle back then, the thirty-two difficulties should have taken the life of a madman like you!"
The Guardian shouted angrily and surprised.
Yet the old man impatiently waved his hand and placed a finger in front of his mouth: "Shh, old loach, the thing you should do most now is shut up."
"Wait a bit, and I’ll settle accounts with you. Now I’m here to send my precious disciple into the competition."
As the old man spoke, his gaze turned to that unparalleled young man on the Ancient Path, with an indescribable pride on his face.
"Old loach, make a bet, the Holy Son of your race can be, at most, a mere appetizer for my disciple."
"Do you believe it or not??"
If anyone else dared to speak of the Holy Son of the Holy Dragon Race like this, the Guardian would have been furious long ago, killing on the spot.
However, facing this thin old man in front of him, deep in his scarlet eyes was a hint of indescribable... fear.
Meanwhile, in the Tri-Headed Race’s fortress.
A man holding a Blood Saber looked cheerfully at the people behind him, with a corpse lying at his feet.
"Hey, what do you guys think, will he place this bet with Zhou Wuliang?"
The man spoke casually.
And several Supreme leading the Tri-Headed Race gave this man a very cautious look, the eldest Supreme among them sighed softly.
"Killing Heaven, you are violating the rules."
"Rules?? What rules?? That rule can’t stop him from mocking my race in front of me, can it."
"In that case, where’s the face of the Human Race? If the Human Race loses face, where will my face be??"
"If my face is lost... there will be some serious consequences..."
Zhao Zizai’s voice started off enthusiastic and lively, becoming increasingly cold, and the blood-red long saber in his hand grew increasingly solid.
The Tri-Headed Race present could only be angry but silent, as Ten Heaven was a true top-tier Supreme, and none of the Supreme here leading the team reached this level; making a rash move would be to court death.
Thus, they could only be silent.
"So, obediently accompany me and wait for the result of this competition, and by the way, watch Zhou Wuliang play with the loach; it’s quite a delightful thing~"
Zhao Zizai smiled, the smile seeming naive and romantic, yet in the squinting eyes, there was concealed... murderous intent piled into a blood sea!!
...
Within the Ancient Path, all is isolated; although the outside can see inside, those inside the Ancient Path can only see blood-red when looking out.
Therefore, the chaos happening outside is unknown to the present prodigies.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, the ground collapsed, and the enraged Long Wang let out an angry roar, breaking through the ground directly.
A fist fiercely swung towards Su Tu.
Along with the punch came two entangled phantom shadows of Divine Dragons.
"Su Tu!!! How dare you do this to me, I want, I want to kill you!!"
The power erupting from this punch shocked everyone present.
"Is this the power of the invincible Long Wang, this punch has already surpassed the limit of what a Venerable can unleash!!"
Lin An’s complexion changed drastically, although he was not familiar with Su Tu, they were both Human Race, under such circumstances, they should unite.
He exchanged glances with the other two, the message clear without words, as waves arose around them, clearly intending to help Su Tu.
However....
"No time to play around with you."
Su Tu’s impatient voice sounded in everyone’s ears.
Next, everyone saw an unforgettable scene....
Facing the suddenly aggressive Long Wang, Su Tu was full of impatience, casually raised his hand, and formed a palm.
Then, a slap directly fell.
Boom!!!
The space roared, cracks like a spider web spread throughout the entire space, and all of this was merely because of Su Tu’s slap.
Slap!!
This slap directly landed on Long Wang’s face, instantly shattering his entire face, and the terrifying fist crumbled completely.
The whole person directly flew out backward.
And all of this was just one slap from Su Tu.
Everyone present, including the prodigies of the Human Race, as well as Feng and Mu Wuyang, familiar with Su Tu, were all stunned; their gaze at Su Tu became eager yet unfamiliar.
What kind of strength is needed to create such terrifying power?
First stepping on Long Wang, using the excuse of sneak attack, now an undeniable slap sends the opponent flying, witnessed by all.
This guy, is he really of the same age group as them??
This level of strength is so powerful that they aren’t even on the same layer anymore!!
"This is really too exaggerated..." Zhao Lanshan’s mouth twitched.
Lin An rubbed his eyes, confirming the reality of all this.
