Chapter 881: Chapter 892: Even Intimidation Doesn’t Work Anymore
Although they heard Wang Yan say he was going to let loose and fight, no one took Wang Yan’s words seriously; instead, Blackfoot and the others were all furious.
After all, five Demon Emperor Great Perfections ganging up on one little Demon Warrior, yet failing to defeat him, was indeed humiliating for Blackfoot and his team.
Therefore, upon seeing Wang Yan escape again, Blackfoot said, “Everyone, this kid is extrely cunning. We must suppress him with pressure and not let him escape again.”
Hengshan Ancestor and the other four nodded simultaneously, all showing a grim expression on their faces.
Then, the five of them shook their bodies and imdiately released their entire cultivation, five Demon Emperor Great Perfection powers rose to the sky, and five intense pressures flew out, pressing towards Wang Yan.
Seeing Blackfoot and the others displaying pressure first, everyone couldn’t help but shake their heads.
During a duel, unless one cannot defeat the opponent, pressure is not used.
Once pressure is used, it signifies an acknowledgnt of one’s inability to overco the other, resorting to suppress the opponent with pressure.
Especially with the cultivation disparity between Blackfoot and Wang Yan, Blackfoot’s use of pressure further suggests bullying the weak.
However, seeing Blackfoot and the others use pressure, the surrounding people felt it was entirely appropriate and long overdue.
Without using pressure, no one believed Blackfoot and the others could defeat Wang Yan.
Blackfoot and his team’s pressure rose instantly, bearing down on Wang Yan.
The power of five Demon Emperor Great Perfections was extraordinary; among the tens of thousands of Japanese demon cultivators on Mount Fuji, apart from the three Great Hall Masters, only Blackfoot and his team had the highest cultivation.
As their imnse power surged upward, everyone on Mount Fuji felt overwheld with oppression.
The tens of thousands of demon cultivators felt as if a huge stone was pressing against their chests, suffocating them, and the closer they were to Blackfoot and his team, the heavier they felt.
Thus, the tens of thousands of demon cultivators hurriedly retreated, trying hard to avoid the pressure of these five.
In no ti, rows of demon cultivators had backed away; within hundreds of ters around the five great demon cultivators, aside from the three Great Hall Masters, there was not another person.
However, the pressure from the five Great Hall Masters targeted Wang Yan; the surrounding tens of thousands were rely affected by the residual pressure.
Even the residual pressure was strong, let alone Wang Yan at the pressure’s core.
Wang Yan was standing on the Moon Gazing Ship, just about to raise the Eight-direction Hamr when the pressure surged, causing him to suddenly shudder and remain still.
Seeing this, Blackfoot rejoiced imnsely, laughing out loud, “A sly fox must admit defeat upon encountering a shrewd hunter. Under my powerful pressure, you cannot escape at all.”
As Blackfoot spoke, a nearby Demon Emperor Great Perfection turned his eyes, then charged towards Wang Yan, shouting, “Great Hall Master, I’ll kill this kid for you.”
Seeing this, Blackfoot angrily shouted, “Three Diseases, are you trying to snatch my purple cloak?”
As he spoke, the Demon Emperor Great Perfection nad Three Diseases had already rushed close to Wang Yan, indeed reaching for the purple cloak on Wang Yan.
Blackfoot couldn’t help but rage, shouting, “The purple cloak is mine.”
Three Diseases’ hand had reached Wang Yan’s front, seemingly about to grab the purple cloak, laughing triumphantly, “It’s not yours anymore, but mine now.”
Though Blackfoot was frantic, straining to go towards Wang Yan, he was too far away and Three Diseases had a head start, so he could only watch helplessly as Three Diseases’ hand seized the purple cloak.
Everyone widened their eyes, seeing that such a heaven-defying magical treasure was about to belong to Three Diseases. Even the Great Hall Master rose to his feet.
In everyone’s eyes, this purple cloak was truly the strongest magical treasure in all Japan.
When Three Diseases’ hand grabbed the purple cloak, Wang Yan suddenly swung his right arm, and the Eight-direction Hamr ca down.
A “bang” sound echoed, striking Three Diseases on the head.
Three Diseases hadn’t expected Wang Yan to move, and with his greed for the purple cloak, his eyes only focused on it.
Thus, it wasn’t until the Eight-direction Hamr struck his head that Three Diseases realized he had been hit.
Once hit by the Eight-direction Hamr, Three Diseases felt dizzy and his vision blurred as he slowly lifted his head, looking at Wang Yan.
He saw Wang Yan in front of him, grinning slightly as he said, “I forgot to tell you, this purple cloak can weaken pressure by ninety percent.”
Upon hearing this, Three Diseases widened his mouth, his already dazed head growing even dizzier.
At this mont, Wang Yan’s Eight-direction Hamr ca down again, another “bang” hitting Three Diseases on the head.
Three Diseases’ eyes darkened as he fell from mid-air.
As Three Diseases fell, Wang Yan followed him down riding the Moon Gazing Ship, continuously striking Three Diseases’ head with the Eight-direction Hamr, “bang, bang” sounding over and over, no less than dozens of tis, until Three Diseases fell to the ground.
Even upon hitting the ground, Wang Yan didn’t stop with the Eight-direction Hamr; as the “bang” sounds kept echoing, Three Diseases was driven underground like a nail by Wang Yan’s hamr.
On the surface, only Three Diseases’ head remained.
At this point, Three Diseases’ head was covered with lumps, no longer resembling a person.
Wang Yan put away the Eight-direction Hamr, glanced at the Great Hall Master, and gave a faint smile, saying, “This one fell to the ground, considered defeated. Four left.”
Not only had Three Diseases fallen to the ground, but he had also been driven underground; the Great Hall Master wanted to disavow it but couldn’t find the words to say.
Looking bitter and red-faced, he glared hatefully at Blackfoot and the others.
Blackfoot was equally agitated and anxious, feeling Wang Yan was akin to a porcupine, seemingly ek but pricking anyone who approached with its quills.
Now, even pressure couldn’t subdue Wang Yan, and they couldn’t think of any ans to defeat him. Yet, before tens of thousands of demon cultivators and the three Great Hall Masters, they couldn’t admit defeat directly, so helplessly, they charged forward.
Watching Blackfoot and the others charging forward, Wang Yan casually smiled, saying, “No need to hurry, it will soon be your turn.”
Upon hearing Wang Yan’s provocation, Blackfoot angrily shouted, “Nonsense, nonsense, dare to face directly? If you can’t beat in three moves, I’ll concede.”
Hearing this, Wang Yan lifted his head, casually smiled, saying, “Three moves? Won’t need that many, one should suffice.”
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