Chapter 781 - The Fighting God Fist (2/2)

The moment he was touched by the back of the giant hand, Lester turned pale. He felt his face had been disfigured by the force. Then he was sent flying out of control sideways.

Bang! Bang!

He smashed through the thick wall outside the castle. However, it was not until he had smashed through a few more walls that he finally fell to the ground, buried in tons of bricks.

“Things are so odd with this jerk!”

“Exactly. He is a human Martial Master, but even Lester is not a rival for him.”

“He is not only odd, but spooky!”

The elders of the Sucking Blood Clan all turned pale. They could hardly believe a human Martial Master could exert such a dreadful force.

Ghost stared at Xiao Luo in shock. His mightiness was beyond her expectations. In her eyes, except the elders, Lester and Louis were the strongest clansmen. However, they were almost vulnerable compared to Xiao Luo.

How was that possible?

What happened to Little Luoluo?

She could not figure out how Xiao Luo had improved his strength to such an extent in a night.

While she was pondering, Duck Emperor flew onto her shoulder. “You won’t figure it out. That goddamn jerk has always been so cool. There was an accident during the transmission, and he was hurt by the power of space, so his strength declined greatly. That’s why he got bullied and humiliated in the past few days. With his strength, I’m afraid only the Four Kings of the sacred land of the Light Clan are strong enough to fight against him.”

It was very proud when it was talking about Xiao Luo, so proud that it was nearly showing off.

What?

Only the Four Kings of the sacred land of the Light Clan were strong enough to fight against him? Was he a Martial Saint?

Ghost was kind of ignorant of world affairs, but she knew the cultivation system of the Arcana Land. Martial Saints were the legendary strong people at the peak of the system. As boundless as the Arcana Land was, there were no more than 10 Martial Saints. However, at this moment, there was one here before her. It was like a dream for her. She did not find it real at all.

“Mother ducker, I wish I could be so cool, too!” Duck Emperor said enviously while gazing at Xiao Luo, whose hair was blown although it was windless.

Xiao Luo did not pay any attention to Lester. Instead, he came up to Louis, who was in the crater, like a phantom.

He stepped on Louis’s face so that half of the latter’s head was pressed onto the earth.

“Have you recalled what I said yesterday?” The cold voice, without any tinge of human emotions in it, seemed to be from the hell.

Xiao Luo was never a wuss, but a person who would bear grudges. He would have killed Louis if the latter were not related to Ghost.

“I… I…” Louis felt humiliated and ashamed. His pain and grievance were unspeakable.

Xiao Luo snorted. Then he kicked Louis out of the crater. Louis had lost too much blood and was very badly injured. He went into a coma.

Growl!

A hideous scream came. Lester, covered with dust, dashed out of the castle like a wild ox. After approaching Xiao Luo, he threw his tightly-clenched fist at the latter fiercely, like an angry wave slapping on the beach.

“Fighting God Fist!”

The spiritual energy in the world was surging wildly. Lester looked like he had been seized by some evil god. Black evil energy was flowing in his body and all of that energy was injected into this one fist, this one point. A wild wind ensued. The sky became dark. Without any sign, thunders also roared.