709: Chapter 709: Slaughter Organization Full Mobilization!
709: Chapter 709: Slaughter Organization Full Mobilization!
“There’s sothing even more impossible!” Tang Zhong threw a punch.
His fist was all aglow with red light.
It landed directly on the hamr, the huge tool that, at the mont of Tang Zhong’s punch, shockingly ford a fist-sized hole in it.
The hamr was blasted away, crashing onto a giant rock and shattering it into debris.
The powerful impact made the burly man tremble all over, and as the force transferred into his body, it savagely crushed his bones.
The sounds of cracking and snapping rose incessantly,
and the burly man knelt on the ground, blood spurting from his mouth, looking utterly miserable, his pupils filled with disbelief.
“How…
how is this possible?
I don’t believe it!”
“My hamr was forged from a teorite; how could your fist be this hard?”
Tang Zhong’s body had fully undergone the Blood Soul Transformation and had beco as hard as iron.
Compared to him, this little hamr was far inferior.
“Co out!” Tang Zhong didn’t look at the downed burly man but continued to gaze at the empty space ahead and spoke out loud.
The couple who had been hiding behind a rock were already scared out of their wits.
Shivering uncontrollably, the thought of his fist punching a hole into an iron hamr suggested a terrifyingly strong power, beyond imagination.
Now, they only had one thought: to leave this place as quickly as possible.
But how could they escape?
Seeing Tang Zhong talking to the air, they no longer thought Tang Zhong was insane.
Just then, the sound of clapping erged.
From beyond the clearing, a man wearing a white tuxedo and a clown mask with one hand in a red glove, and the other bare, appeared.
He was the one clapping; he was Blood Hand.
Having received news about Tang Zhong in Xuanjing City, he had co to Jianghai.
Several people followed behind him.
Among them was a black man with black boxing gloves, clad in red armor, none other than the Dark Fist King, clashing his gloves together and producing thunderous sounds.
Another figure erged, a voluptuous woman in leather clothing and fiery red hair, the Crimson Queen.
She stuck out her tongue and licked her claw-like nails, soon revealing an evil smile.
And there were others.
All of them were Elders of the Slaughter Organization!
At that mont, Blood Hand glanced at the burly man on the ground, his face showing no emotion, then lifted his head to look at Tang Zhong, saying, “Tang Tiansha, we finally et!”
Tang Zhong didn’t speak but nodded, knowing this man was from the Slaughter Organization because he bore the sa insignia as Long Aojue.
“But I have no ti to deal with you!” said Tang Zhong.
He looked at the ti; the students were about to co out from the examination site soon.
“What did you say?” Blood Hand’s face turned sour as he heard this.
No one had ever dared to disrespect him like this before.
Tang Zhong paid no further attention to Blood Hand and prepared to leave the place.
“If you want to leave, stay!” Blood Hand roared.
“Tang Zhong, you carry a pride that soone of your age shouldn’t have.
Even now, I really don’t know what ace you’ve got up your sleeve, to be so arrogant!”
Yet Tang Zhong still ignored him and walked his own path.
“If you don’t want to die, you’d better get lost!” Tang Zhong said coldly.
Don’t want to die?
Upon hearing this, Blood Hand was first taken aback, then burst into laughter, “Are you saying you’re going to kill ?”
“Kill!” Tang Zhong nodded.
“Then have you seen how many people we have here?” Blood Hand pointed behind him and spoke with a laugh; the clown mask made him look exceptionally terrifying.
In an instant, Dark Fist King, Crimson Queen, and the others all started to laugh.
“Co one, and one shall fall; co ten, and ten shall be slain!” Tang Zhong declared as he walked.
At this very mont, the mbers of Slaughter Organization were already clenching their fists in anger.
The organization had so renown internationally, and this was the first ti they were looked down upon so much.
Many were ready to go up and take down Tang Zhong.
“You damn guy, co on, let see how you’ll slaughter ?”
“Co at !”
They jeered one after another.
“Hold on!” Just then, Blood Hand directly spoke.
Blood Hand was the leader of Slaughter Organization.
In an instant, the whole place quieted down, everyone willing to listen to Blood Hand.
One could only see Blood Hand watching Tang Zhong leave, a cold smile hanging on his face: “Do you really think that after slaying Long Aojue, you are so powerful that nobody can deal with you?”
“Let tell you the truth, there are more than twenty people with strength like Long Aojue’s here.
You killed one Long Aojue with great effort—if I let everyone here attack you at once, do you think you would have any chance of escape?”
Having been a superior for so many years, Blood Hand understood the ntality of those beneath him.
In his view, the current Tang Zhong was rely posturing, pretending as if nothing had happened, but inside, he must be trembling already.
But Tang Zhong still paid no attention; he estimated the ti, knowing that his classmates would soon erge.
He then continued towards the examination site.
Blood Hand absolutely did not expect Tang Zhong to remain so composed; it completely defied normal reasoning.
Right then, Blood Hand’s eyes narrowed, and then he looked at a person beside him—that person had a green-haired ghost face painted on, and was also a mber of Slaughter Organization, with a long knife in hand, dancing most viciously.
He was known as Ripper Green Ghost!
“You go!” ordered Blood Hand: “Give that guy a lesson!”
“Yes!” Green Ghost sneered coldly, gripping his long knife as his entire figure soared into the air, slashing down at Tang Zhong.
The surrounding mbers of Slaughter Organization started to laugh upon seeing this, thinking Green Ghost had made a move and this stroke would surely kill that man, this arrogant youngster.
At this mont, they saw Green Ghost’s slash heading towards Tang Zhong, who didn’t even dodge and kept his back turned.
Everyone seed to envision Green Ghost tearing off his opponent’s skin.
Blood Hand laughed maliciously and shouted at Tang Zhong: “Hand over what you got from Hidden Sword Mountain.
I’ll let you go right now, otherwise, you have only one path left—to death!”
But Tang Zhong still ignored him.
Imdiately, Blood Hand’s gaze grew colder as he gave a loud order: “Do it!”
With the command, Green Ghost moved even faster, his long knife about to strike Tang Zhong.
Everyone present believed Tang Zhong was decidedly dood to die, knowing Green Ghost’s knife had never struck a Phantom Blade.
Just at that mont, Tang Zhong suddenly halted, stood straight,
This scene only made everyone laugh even louder, believing Tang Zhong had decided not to run and was now standing still, waiting for death.
Once the knife struck, with Green Ghost’s ability, he would definitely flay Tang Zhong’s skin, leaving behind nothing but a bloody skeleton.
While everyone was laughing, and Green Ghost was about to succeed,
Tang Zhong abruptly turned around, his gaze sharp, directly reaching out his hand and rushing forward.
The crowd, upon seeing Tang Zhong actually reach out his hand, laughed even harder, thinking that at the very least his arm would be surely severed.
“Cut him down!”
“Yes!”
Green Ghost also laughed ferociously.
But in the next second, a scene occurred that would remain unforgettable to everyone present: they saw Green Ghost, who was rapidly descending, suddenly freeze in mid-air.
Close examination would reveal a hand appearing next to Green Ghost’s neck—the hand of Tang Zhong.
(I have quit my job and am going ho to update!)
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