Chapter 148 - 147: [Wait, You Said Your Name Was What?]

Chapter 148: Chapter 147: [Wait, You Said Your Name Was What?]

"I surr—"

The figure decided to back down, planning to save his own skin first.

But He Xiaotian didn’t play by the rules. The heavy hammer in his hand swung down viciously.

BAM!

Over eighty thousand jin of force, combined with a hammer weighing more than a thousand jin, smashed down upon the skull.

One didn’t need to think twice to know the result: a splattered brain.

But something unexpected happened. The guy being stomped under He Xiaotian’s foot hadn’t died.

He was merely embedded in the floor. If it weren’t for the specks of blood on the hammer when He Xiaotian lifted it—a color quite different from the crimson hammerhead—he would have thought this bastard had cultivated the Iron Head Skill!

"That tough, huh?"

Beneath his mask, He Xiaotian’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.

Before this, he had only ever met one person who could take several of his hammer blows head-on and remain unharmed, aside from a bruised and swollen face—Mr. Men.

However, this person’s strength was clearly not on Mr. Men’s level.

Otherwise, his face wouldn’t be a bloody mess from the hammer blows.

"So you’re not as weak as you seem, kid."

PUH!

This time, the figure was literally angered to the point of vomiting blood. After the hammer’s "massage," he could no longer suppress his internal injuries.

Gulp after gulp of fresh blood poured out, some of it even mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"I already surrendered, what more do you want?"

BAM!

His answer was a hammer.

The perpetrator, He Xiaotian, rolled his eyes. ’Just because you surrendered doesn’t mean I can’t kill you, does it?’

’We’re enemies, you moron!’

"If one strike isn’t enough, then I’ll use two. Eventually, you won’t be able to take it anymore." After speaking, he raised the hammer once again.

"Wait..."

To be honest, the figure’s current appearance was truly pathetic.

He was vomiting blood while struggling desperately to survive.

"I am... I am..."

BAM!

The hammer’s message was clear: no more words were necessary. The best thing for him to do was just die.

"AHHH, can’t you just let me fini—"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Three consecutive strikes hammered the rest of the figure’s words right back down his throat.

"I refuse to believe I can’t smash your head to pieces."

Then He Xiaotian resumed his great work of head-hammering.

At this very moment, he was locked in a battle of attrition with the enemy under his foot!

The remaining white bone anomalies watched the big, muscular brute who was so engrossed and enjoying his hammering.

They cautiously began to move toward the second level. Water was continuously pouring into the cabin, and in another eight to ten minutes, the lower deck would likely be completely submerged.

BOOM!

He Xiaotian casually swung the hammer in his hand, tracing a large circle that instantly enveloped all the anomalies.

Wherever the chain passed, it sliced them all cleanly in half at the waist.

The unluckier ones were directly in the hammer’s path and were smashed to pieces, so thoroughly that they couldn’t even be put back together.

[Ding! You have slain a White Bone Anomaly. Gained 100 Experience Points.]

[Ding! You have slain...]

A series of notification prompts continuously spammed the upper-left corner of his vision.

Another ten thousand Experience Points in the bag.

He Xiaotian glanced down at the bloody, mangled head at his feet and couldn’t help but marvel.

’This guy’s head... is seriously made of iron!!’

This further confirmed that this nameless enemy was definitely an expert.

Unfortunately, he was severely injured and had run into him.

’This... is some seriously rotten luck.’

"I think we can ta—"

The voice was very weak. If not for He Xiaotian’s sharp hearing, he probably would have missed it.

Nevertheless, he still subconsciously smashed the hammer down.

...

...

’Wait a minute, where have I heard that line before?’

’I think it was Qilong, that Dual Series prodigy from the Gourmet Kitchen in Zhou family Village. He used to say the same thing.’

’Of course, that guy’s death was a bit miserable in the end.’

"Do you have any idea who I—"

He Xiaotian hated people like this the most—pulling rank when they couldn’t win a fight.

So, instead of giving the figure a "warm welcome" with his hammer, he opted for a more intimate contact with the sole of his foot.

BAM!

"Laozi doesn’t know who you are, but there’s one thing you need to be clear about: you’re a defeated general. Don’t think you can block my hammer now. I refuse to believe I can’t kill you even if I have to hammer you for a whole day!"

This guy, He Xiaotian, had a hint of obsession hidden in his bones.

And his will to act was beyond question.

If he thought it, he would do it.

DUANG!

This blow was clearly more vicious than the previous ones; the entire giant, ancient ship shook from the impact.

TSSS!

Some blood immediately spattered up from under his feet, but it was all instantly evaporated by cyan flames.

"I am the Food King... Spare my life... I will give you something to your satisfaction, as thanks..."

The figure—no, wait.

The Food King spoke in a weak voice. He had no idea.

That saying this would not only fail to save his life, but might even hasten his death.

"The Food King? The Food King from the Gourmet Kitchen, the one who attacked the Medical University?"

He Xiaotian grabbed him by the neck with one hand, lifted him up, and asked with a frown.

"Yes... yes... Please spare me... I will give you what you want..."

Before he could finish his sentence, He Xiaotian slammed him right into the floorboards.

BOOM!!

The dazed and confused Food King looked completely bewildered.

’What’s happening?’

Then he felt his right leg being viciously clamped as if by a pair of pincers.

Then his whole body felt like it was on a rollercoaster, his brains about to be flung out.

BOOM! BOOM!

He Xiaotian gripped the Food King’s ankle with his left hand, swinging him back and forth.

Each time, he brutally slammed him into the floor, tormenting him with lethal force.

"So you’re a cannibal, are you?"

BAM!

"You cook ’unusual people’ into dishes, is that it?"

BAM!

"You planned to remove the sealing stone at the Medical University, right?"

BAM!

"Laozi is going to kill you today, you bastard, and avenge the innocent!" Having had his fun, He Xiaotian lifted the Food King, pried open his jaw, and began to shove the massive hammerhead inside.

"MMMPH MMMPH MMMPH..."

The Food King struggled with all his might. ’I’m certainly unlucky, but you can’t humiliate a person like this, can you?’

’At least I used to be a hero in my own right!’

Good thing He Xiaotian didn’t have the Mind Reading Technique, or he would have turned him upside down and shoved it in the other way.

’Committing such atrocities, and you fucking think you’re a hero?’

CRUNCH!

He Xiaotian’s arm strength was astonishing. In short, to vent his anger by punishing the Food King, he wouldn’t hold anything back.

The massive hammerhead pierced straight through his tongue.

And because his strength had increased in his enraged state, he shattered a mouthful of the man’s teeth with a single thrust.

Actually, you could say the Food King was just having a really bad year.

The previous round of hammering had already loosened all his teeth.

As a result, when He Xiaotian suddenly pulled this move, he instantly became a toothless, sick tiger.

Utterly—miserable.

After all this torment, the Food King’s consciousness began to fade.

He felt like he was about to ascend to the heavens.

SLAP! SLAP!

The fiery, stinging pain on his face woke him up again.

"We’ve still got plenty of fun ahead of us! I’m not too happy about you going to sleep this early."

Looking into He Xiaotian’s mocking eyes, the once mighty and domineering Food King, who had commanded the wind and clouds, shivered from head to toe.