560: 0561 is such a power-up!
(Fourth release) 560: 0561 is such a power-up!
(Fourth release) The images transmitted back this ti were perused repeatedly by Chai, and there was no doubt that it was Bai Xiong, their Condor-Gil family’s transford beast-man!
Wasn’t he supposed to have died laughing after hunting Ye Qiu?
How co he had beco a follower of Ye Qiu instead?
Chai’s brain was sowhat short-circuited, realizing that he must imdiately report this news back to the family; Bai Xiong might have betrayed them.
“Contact the family, an SSS-level transford beast-man has defected,” Chai said.
His face looked terrible; his family had created Chai’s strength, yet now it had ended up serving Ye Qiu, battling Japanese Martial Artists for him.
Ye Qiu…
Chai clenched his teeth in hatred; this news was undoubtedly a heavy bombshell to the Condor-Gil family.
…
Bai Xiong stood in place, while Haoji Oo was beaten to such a state in less than ten seconds, leaving everyone around stunned.
“Haoji Oo has lost— he’s one of the top fifteen young Martial Artists.
Is it really over just like that?” The tragic scene of Haoji Oo fell into the eyes of the Japanese Martial Artists, sowhat pitiful; they were truly intimidated by Bai Xiong’s strength.
Bai Xiong’s moves were concise and clean, overpowering Haoji Oo in just a few attempts, leaving him no chance to fight back.
“Next one,” Bai Xiong’s voice reached the ears of the Japanese Martial Artists, chilling everyone’s hearts.
The Japanese Martial Artists’ faces turned ugly, acknowledging they had encountered a formidable opponent.
Ye Qiu’s follower’s strength was almost a level above the peak of the True Qi realm.
Ye Qiu seed quite at ease, devouring the treasures from heaven and earth sent by Haoji Oo one bite at a ti; Black Fla absorbed and refined them in an instant.
“Still far from enough!” Ye Qiu’s eyes glead as the treasures from heaven and earth sent by Haoji Oo enhanced a trace of Black Fla’s energy.
It was just a little bit, though, and the speed of increasing Black Fla’s energy was sowhat slow.
Luckily, there were still more than a dozen Japanese Martial Artists present; if he could continue to refine the treasures from heaven and earth and other aged dicinal ingredients, the energy of Black Fla would double.
“I’ll go!”
Another Japanese Martial Artist took the stage, just like Haoji Oo, presenting his heavenly treasures before engaging in combat with Bai Xiong.
The more treasures from heaven and earth, the better.
Ye Qiu continued to chew them in the arena, leaving many spectators in awe, wondering if Ye Qiu was intent on giving himself a significant boost.
This ti, the Japanese Martial Artist who stepped up was a bit more formidable than Haoji Oo.
His punches were like gales, exchanging blows with Bai Xiong.
Bai Xiong was already a transford beast-man; all his strength lay within his body, only slightly inferior to True Qi.
Still charging straight ahead, Bai Xiong didn’t use any fancy techniques, just simple and direct.
The two exchanged punches, causing deafening blasts of air.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
In the end, the fists of this Japanese Martial Artist were completely ruined, and Bai Xiong sneered.
His speed suddenly increased, and he took down the Japanese Martial Artist in a few swift moves.
Defeated again!
The Japanese Martial Artists looked at each other, Bai Xiong’s overwhelming strength exceeded their expectations.
“Damn, is this guy made of iron?
He just barges in recklessly to fight head-on, not even using True Qi, yet his physical strength is comparable to True Qi,” complained a Japanese Martial Artist, his eyes filled with fear of Bai Xiong.
The consecutive defeats of the Japanese Martial Artists made them look rather bad, especially in front of so many people with such a large arrangent, clearly it was like lifting a rock only to drop it on their own feet.
“What’s there to be afraid of, we have a master among us; right now it’s just a test to see how strong this follower really is.”
“He is only one person with limited strength; if we take turns going up, he will soon be exhausted.”
The remaining Japanese martial artists whispered among themselves for a few monts before another one stepped forward.
“I refuse to believe you can defeat all of us,” the Japanese martial artist said coldly.
“Whether or not I can depend on your own strength,” Bai Xiong sneered.
The tension between the two sparked.
Igniting a fla of battle intent.
Under the watchful eyes of the audience, another bout began.
This Japanese martial artist was very strong, far surpassing the previous two, but still didn’t last long against Bai Xiong before being sent flying.
Bai Xiong brutally disabled the man’s arms and stood with his hands behind his back, saying indifferently, “Next.”
Invincible!
Invincible!
Invincible!
The ordinary folks in the crowd had never seen Japanese people get beaten up like this and imdiately erupted into astonishing cheers, fully supporting Bai Xiong.
“I am reporter Wu Xiaonan, and after three consecutive bouts, Ye Qiu’s follower can be called an invincible giant.
He has easily defeated all his opponents.
With such strength in a follower, I’m very eager to see the prowess of Mister Ye Qiu sitting in the stands.
Let’s turn the cara onto Mister Ye Qiu,” Wu Xiaonan said, and the caraman pointed the lens at Ye Qiu, who was sitting on the side and biting into a hundred-year-old ginseng.
Feeling a bit chilled, Wu Xiaonan quickly added with a laugh, “Mister Ye Qiu seems to be a little hungry, replenishing his energy.
With such ease in the face of the challenge from Japanese martial artists, it seems he is quite confident.
Oh…
the fight is about to start again.
I wonder if this ti the Japanese martial artist will still be no match.”
With Wu Xiaonan’s words, the focus of the crowd shifted back to the battlefield.
Bai Xiong had taken off his shirt, revealing his muscular build.
As a reporter, Wu Xiaonan couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.
“Mister Bai’s muscles show that he exercises regularly, no wonder he has such explosive power,” Wu Xiaonan comnted.
“Now that’s a man, beating Japanese martial artists into submission.
I look forward to seeing him take down the next opponent.”
Ye Qiu’s mouth was stuffed full, and inside his body, the various ginseng supplents were transforming into energy within his stomach, converging towards his Dantian.
If an ordinary person ate as voraciously as Ye Qiu, they would have had a nosebleed by now, and their body couldn’t have handled it, especially since these were hundred-year replenishing substances.
However, in Ye Qiu’s mouth, these premium ginsengs were like large radishes, swallowed in a few bites.
Sun Yuan, the Family Head watching the fight, was so frustrated he was itching to scratch his own teeth.
He wondered why these Japanese martial artists were so useless; no one had been able to beat Bai Xiong for so long.
If this continued, the treasures that the Sun family had accumulated over the years would all end up in Ye Qiu’s stomach.
Even though his family was wealthy, they couldn’t withstand such a drain.
With every Japanese martial artist that fell, the Sun family lost millions!
Sun Yuan was in agony, his heart bleeding, but at this mont, he couldn’t change his mind or intervene, or else he would be discovered by the martial arts world for having connections with the Japanese martial artists.
“Ye Qiu, I curse you to die from over-nourishing yourself!” Sun Yuan cursed bitterly, staring at the figure who was still devouring food.
Ye Qiu felt a burning sensation all over his body, as if he was about to catch fire.
He knew it was the energy from the food he had just eaten, and now even the Black Fla could not absorb it fast enough.
It was sowhat overwhelming.
This sensation of energy overload, yet experiencing the feeling as if his body was burning, made Ye Qiu shiver.
It was like being in both ice and fire.
A feeling of two extres.
Huff huff…
Steam began to rise from Ye Qiu’s body.
Seeing this, Sun Yuan was delighted; could his curse have co true so quickly?
The Japanese martial artist was sowhat more formidable than Haoji Oo.
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