Chapter 146 - 145: An Operation Fierce as a Tiger

Chapter 146: Chapter 145: An Operation Fierce as a Tiger

If He Xiaotian were running low on Experience Points, he would have undoubtedly stopped this operation of calling out abominations to their deaths.

But after he checked his balance and saw the six-digit number—122,800—his ego swelled to an unprecedented size.

He was loaded, and he could be reckless!

Besides, once he dealt with the master of the bloody light, he would make back everything he had lost.

What was there to be scared of!

Just do it.

"Next!"

The words had barely left his mouth, and He Xiaotian didn’t even need to point a finger.

The abominations, with a clear sense of self-preservation, shoved forward one of their companions—one whose human skin was still perfectly intact—to die in their place.

SWOOSH!

This time, the bloody light didn’t rush toward the maidservant, but shot toward He Xiaotian instead.

He stood his ground, completely unconcerned, waiting until the bloody light was right in his face.

The Sturdy Rock Bodyguard activated on its own. The phantom of a giant boulder appeared, encasing him completely.

CLANG!

Although the bloody light was fast, its weakness was glaringly obvious.

Its attack power wasn’t enough to make He Xiaotian feel threatened.

If he were to go all out, madly stacking buffs...

Heh!

He shot a contemptuous glance at the blood pool, showing his brazen disdain for the master of the bloody light.

So why not just charge down there and fight head-on?

Who knew what kind of nasty things were lurking in that pool?

If he fell for a trap, it would be too late for regrets.

Being a brute didn’t mean being an idiot.

"Speak."

"It’s—"

BANG!

The figure hiding beneath the blood pool was so frustrated he could have coughed up blood.

He was already heavily injured and had no choice but to use this blood-water, refined by a special method from a Source of Seyu, to heal his wounds.

But then, out of the blue, some brute had to show up.

His recent reputation in Shanghai was not good; to say he was infamous would be putting it kindly.

If these bony abominations exposed him, he would be in for a world of hurt!

He might even lose his life over it.

After killing the first abomination that tried to sell him out, he had held his power in check, waiting for He Xiaotian to come down himself. His plan was to launch a sneak attack and grievously wound his opponent in that first moment.

But this seemingly reckless brute completely ignored him.

He just stood there calmly, calling them out one by one.

So, with no other choice, he had to kill them one by one.

He was worried that once his own identity was revealed, that bastard might run off.

In truth, he desperately wanted to step out of the blood pool and annihilate He Xiaotian with the force of a thunderbolt.

Unfortunately, reality didn’t permit it. He was heavily injured.

What could he do? He was feeling pretty desperate himself!

’Do you even need a brain to be a brute these days?’

"Next!"

The voice that made him grind his teeth in hatred rang out again, and the figure hidden in the blood pool clenched his jaw.

’No, I can’t just sit here and wait to die. There are still dozens of them left. If this goes on, I won’t be able to suppress my injuries long before he even comes down to fight, and I’ll be a sitting duck. Three moves. I have to finish him in three moves! If I can’t, then I’ll accept my fate.’

BOOM!

The figure was clearly a man of action. Having made his decision, he was unwilling to let the stalemate continue.

In an instant, he erupted with the maximum power he could currently muster and shot up toward the sky.

He Xiaotian watched the blood pool erupt as if a torpedo had been launched from it, and smiled.

"So you couldn’t take it anymore, you little punk? Don’t be a wuss, keep it up!"

"I..."

Hearing this, the figure in mid-air almost took a nosedive straight down.

’What the hell kind of bastard is this guy?’

Blood burst from his back, and the figure shot toward He Xiaotian like an arrow released from a bowstring.

"Wind Demon Seven Kills!"

His arms, like an eagle’s talons, slashed down one after another, seven times in total.

Each slash tore through the air, leaving a visible gash in the space it passed.

It had to be said, if anyone else had been on the receiving end of this move, they probably would have been brutally dismembered by the figure.

Too bad for him. He Xiaotian glanced at his own 93-point Hardness stat and curled his lip, completely unconcerned.

’Are you fucking kidding me...’

This attitude threw the attacker’s energy into chaos, almost causing his technique to backfire at the critical moment.

CLANG! CLANG!

As the sound of metal striking metal erupted, the figure felt as if each of his claws was striking not human flesh, but an iron deposit buried deep underground for tens of thousands of years.

Not only could he not break through the man’s defense, he couldn’t even make him budge. He was like a great mountain, immovable, instilling a deep sense of despair.

BAM!

The man had made an entrance with an unparalleled aura, giving the impression of an all-powerful Demon King.

He put on a show as fierce as a tiger, but his performance was a complete bust.

Not only had he failed to move He Xiaotian an inch, he himself had been sent reeling by the impact, his Qi and Blood thrown into turmoil.

If the rebound force had been any stronger, he likely would have lost control of his internal injuries.

"Just what in the hell are you?"

The figure’s face was full of apprehension. Even though he was heavily injured and couldn’t exert even a tenth of his full power, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse!

Besides, he wasn’t dead yet.

’In Shanghai, besides that man known as the Alligator Gar and his second-in-command, Light Eye, there’s another expert of this caliber?’

"Look at you. You must be seriously injured, right? I, Zheng Peng, have always been an upright and honorable person, so... so just stand still and don’t move, and let me personally beat you to death!!"

PFFT!

The figure had expected He Xiaotian to say he would let him off, or at the very least fight him fairly. Even giving him a two-move handicap would have been acceptable.

’Telling me to stand still and not move, taking advantage of my injuries—you call that being upright and honorable?’

’Truly, all humans are despicable.’

HUFF!

He took a deep, ragged breath, and the water in the blood pool began to boil.

Visible wisps of bloody energy began to surge into his body.

His pale complexion gradually grew ruddy.

"Damn you, Zheng Peng! Because of you, my recovery will be delayed by another six months! I’m going to eat you! I’m going to eat you!"

As his voice fell, the bloody energy in the pool coalesced into a long dragon and soared into the air.

Then, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, it began to plunge toward the figure’s body.

"OINK OINK?!!"

The iron hammers in He Xiaotian’s hands suddenly let out a strange cry.

It was the kind of excitement one feels upon discovering a new continent, and it was almost impossible to suppress.

"What’s gotten into you?"

"OINK OINK!!"

Eat the bloody energy. I want to eat the bloody energy.

Strangely, even though it was just two words—and pig grunts at that—He Xiaotian actually understood them and grasped their meaning.

’Man and hammer as one?’

Suddenly, he felt an acute sense of exasperation.

’Look at everyone else,’ he thought. ’It’s always ’man and sword as one’ or ’man and blade as one.’

’But when it came to him, it was ’man and hammer as one.’’

’I...’

"Fine! I’ll indulge you!"

He Xiaotian spread his arms, gathered his strength, and immediately hurled the hammers.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Two whooshes tore through the air, and the hammers slammed viciously into the frenzied dragon of bloody energy just before it could plunge into the figure’s body.

"Oiiink..."

A blissful oink rang out, and the figure was left utterly dumbfounded.

The bloody energy he’d gathered for his ultimate move had just been stolen by a pair of hammers.

The moment they collided, the massive iron hammers devoured the blood dragon completely, not even leaving a scrap behind.

And the hammers, which had been covered in fine cracks, began to glow with renewed radiance.

"D-d-dammit!"

’Losing to the master is one thing, but now even his fucking hammers are picking on me?’