82: Chapter 82: The End of the Battle 82: Chapter 82: The End of the Battle Ye Shikai adjusted his inner breath; that last strike had consud a considerable amount of his Inner Strength, all to crush Jialong in a single blow.
Ye Shikai’s hearing was astonishing; he could already faintly hear the noise of the distant crowd and the sound of sirens.
Jialong struggled to stand up, his body swaying slightly.
It seed that the punch he just took was rather tough to endure.
Wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, his eyes were bloodshot.
He had already given it his all, yet he hadn’t even managed to land a blow on the body of the Netherworld King.
Could the Netherworld King truly be as otherworldly as the rumors suggested?
Unwilling to give up, Jialong clenched his fists tight, ready to continue the attack.
“Sea King Fist.” Jialong bellowed furiously, charging at Ye Shikai like a wild beast, heedless of everything.
The Sea King Fist was one of Poseidon’s ultimate techniques, imnsely destructive and often used as a FATAL STRIKE.
Such a technique should only be known to the Main God, but Jialong also knew it, indicating his high status in Poseidon’s heart.
“Overestimating yourself.” Ye Shikai got serious.
What Martial Artists fear the most is underestimating the enemy and then capsizing in a ditch.
He focused ninety percent of his Inner Strength between his arms, preparing to counter, leaving ten percent in reserve just in case Demon Addiction relapsed.
After making such a commotion, if Demon Addiction were to relapse, it would lead to a massacre in the city.
Jialong’s charge was swift, as though even the air itself was being torn apart, while Ye Shikai stood his ground.
When the two were only an arm’s length apart, Jialong’s right fist swung again.
The might of the Sea King Fist, even before the fist arrived, the force of the punch was already felt.
Ye Shikai could sense the overwhelming montum of the ocean within the technique as if facing a towering tidal wave.
Ye Shikai responded calmly, determined to see clearly his opponent’s moves in order to completely unravel the Sea King Fist.
He couldn’t afford to panic, letting Jialong’s fist co within re inches of his cheek.
“Got it.” Ye Shikai’s pupils contracted; just as Jialong’s fist nearly grazed his cheek, he had discerned the trajectory of the Sea King Fist and its flaw.
Tipping on the ball of his foot, he used his speed advantage to step back, increasing the distance from Jialong, who had not anticipated the retreat.
His punch hit nothing but air, like a FATAL STRIKE landing on cotton, inevitably losing much of its force by the ti it reached its target.
Ye Shikai used retreat as an advance, gaining the upper hand with his later move.
Extending his right palm to et the punch, he turned the distance of the retreat into an advantage for a forward assault, similar to the run-up of a long jumper.
In this exchange of gaining and losing, Jialong was already showing signs of defeat, and with palm overcoming fist in this clash, Jialong’s aggressive approach was undoubtedly dood.
Jialong’s fist collided with Ye Shikai’s palm, the force dispersing throughout his hand, significantly reducing the lethality of the Sea King Fist, while Ye Shikai, with full Inner Strength and conserving energy, faced the punch as if it was hitting a steel wall, unable to advance any further.
“Ah!” A scream escaped from Jialong as he stumbled several steps backward, falling to the ground.
During that move, Ye Shikai had also heard the clear sound of bones breaking.
It appeared that Jialong’s arm was seriously injured this ti.
In this exchange, Ye Shikai relied on his superior judgnt to identify the flaw in the Sea King Fist and countered it with softness, repelling Jialong.
Even if it ca to a head-on confrontation, he could have repelled Jialong, though it would have cost him much effort, killing a thousand enemies but injuring oneself by eight hundred, so to speak.
The Sea King Fist was known for its imnse power; a direct confrontation would have been taxing for Ye Shikai, but its lack of feints allowed the opponent to easily predict the punches, which was precisely what he exploited.
Ye Shikai stepped forward, pinning Jialong to the ground, and said coldly, “Go back and tell Poseidon, if he dares to bother again, I’ll kill anyone he sends.
If he cos personally, I’ll ensure he is buried in Huaxia.” After speaking, Ye Shikai grabbed Jialong’s right hand and circulated his Inner Strength.
“Ah!” Jialong scread in agony.
Ye Shikai had just used his Inner Strength to shatter the ridians in Jialong’s right hand, rendering it utterly useless from now on.
Jialong’s strength would be seriously diminished.
Having already torn face with Poseidon, crippling one of his generals was akin to cutting off one of his arms, ensuring that Poseidon would have to think twice before seeking revenge.
Jialong glared at him with eyes full of resentnt but was unable to speak.
After hard training to finally master the Sea King Fist, his hand was now disabled by soone else.
He had no choice; after all, who told him to provoke the Netherworld King?
When the Netherworld King is enraged, corpses will float for thousands of miles.
With his own strength, the Netherworld King annihilated the largest rcenary organization in Africa, Viper, known for his cruelty and cold-bloodedness in the Underworld, sending shivers down one’s spine.
It wasn’t until Ye Shikai returned to Huaxia that the murderous aura about him began to dissipate significantly.
In the recent fight, Ye Shikai seed to rediscover the thrill of slaughter he once knew.
If he didn’t need to send Poseidon a warning and find soone to relay a ssage for him, Ye Shikai wouldn’t mind killing Jialong.
To kill him would be like slaughtering a chicken.
“Drip~ Wail~~” The distant sound of police sirens reached them.
Ye Shikai realized that the police would be arriving soon and said to Jialong who was lying on the ground, “If you don’t fancy a taste of jail, you’d better scram.” After speaking, Ye Shikai turned and left the scene.
Jialong, enduring the severe pain, propped himself up with his left hand and stood up.
He glared in the direction Ye Shikai left with an internal vow of vengeance, “Netherworld King, in this life, I shall tear you into pieces.” With a swing of his left hand, as if venting, he punched the nearby wall with such force that he punched right through the concrete.
Several police cars had already arrived at the scene, accompanied by firefighters and ambulances.
Two police officers, seeing soone at the center of the explosion who appeared to be severely injured, hurried over to check.
“Sir, are you alright?”
“Sir, what happened here?”
Jialong’s mood had already hit rock bottom.
Annoyed by the pieceal questioning of the police, he lifted his left hand and grabbed a police officer by the collar.
“What’s the noise, get lost!” Jialong swung his arm, flinging the officer several ters away and crashing into a wall.
Another officer stood frozen on the spot for a few seconds, surprised by Jialong’s sudden violence and overawed by his formidable strength.
He imdiately drew his handgun and pointed it at Jialong.
“How dare you attack an officer, put your hands up, don’t move!” shouted the officer.
anwhile, dozens of other officers sensing the commotion quickened their pace toward the scene.
Jialong panicked a bit.
Though he wasn’t afraid of these police, Huaxia was different from abroad.
In the Shen Zhou Continent, where dragons and tigers lie hidden and even the Main Gods did not dare to intervene lightly, if he were caught by the police, it would undoubtedly spell trouble.
Taking advantage of an instant when the officer blinked, Jialong struck him on the head with his palm, knocking him out cold.
“Don’t move, freeze!”
“Damn it, how dare you attack an officer.”
…
Officers in the distance who witnessed the scene drew their guns and ran over.
Jialong summoned the energy within him and quickly fled from the scene.
Despite being severely weakened, as a cultivator, his speed was so fast ordinary people couldn’t begin to catch up.
The police stood rooted to the spot in shock.
What kind of freak was this man, who could escape right under their noses without even leaving a trace?
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