Chapter 1162: I Can Protect You (1/2)

Invincible Shen Jian 35480K 2022-07-23

The moment Huang Xiaolong was out of the square's perimeter, devil qi, death qi, and nefarious qi rushed to submerge him.

Huang Xiaolong took a deep breath in, he never thought he would be back in the Extraterritorial Devil Battlefield so soon, in less than a year.

Feeling this familiar devil qi, there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

To other participants, this place filled with unrestrained thick devil qi, death qi, and nefarious qi was equivalent to endless peril, but to Huang Xiaolong it was a holy land for cultivation.

However, just as he wanted to leave in a certain direction, a group of participants, about twenty of them, was flying straight at Huang Xiaolong from behind. The two disciples leading in front were early First Order Ancient God Realm.

“This brother,” One of the early Ancient God Realm disciples spoke, “Here in this Extraterritorial Devil Battlefield, there are dangers at every corner. Acting alone makes it hard to collect points, why don’t you join us? With more people, we can take care of each other.”

As that disciple spoke, he steadily approached Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong’s gaze swept over that person, indifferently replying, “Not interested.”

Take care of each other? What nice words, however, these two Ancient God Realm disciples’ intention was to use Huang Xiaolong and others below the Ancient God Realm as cannon fodder.

“How dare you!” Behind the person who spoke to Huang Xiaolong, a young man carrying a large blade walked out, coldly reprimanding. “Punk, do you know who our Senior Brother is?! Our Senior Brother Sun Zhenyu is our Zhang Family Island’s number one genius, he had already entered the Ancient God Realm twenty years ago! The fact that our Senior Brother has invited you means that he appreciates you, yet you dare to refuse!”

Without a word, the group of disciples spreads out, encircling Huang Xiaolong.

There was not a trace of panic or fear on Huang Xiaolong’s face watching their actions, “According to your words, I should be thanking this so-called Senior Brother Sun Zhenyu?”

Sun Zhenyu revealed a benign smile, “No need for thanks; trust that I’m doing this for Brother’s benefit. Although Brother is a peak late-Tenth Order Heavenly God Realm, such cultivation is still a little weak for surviving in the Extraterritorial Devil Battlefield. If Brother comes with me, I can protect you from time to time.”

Huang Xiaolong was impatient, not in the mood to deal with these people. Without a word, he swung a fist at Sun Zhenyu.

‘Didn’t this kid hear? Senior Brother Sun Zhenyu is an early First Order Ancient God Realm cultivator!’

Sun Zhenyu was surprised, but only for a brief moment, the corner of his lips curved into a sneer. Since this brat didn't know what’s good for him, he would seize this chance to show his own strength while teaching him a lesson, so that this brat would be obedient in the future.

Thinking of this, Sun Zhenyu too punched out as well. Due to Huang Xiaolong’s overly arrogant behavior, he decided to be a little heavy-handed, using two-tenths of his strength in his attack.

In Sun Zhenyu’s eyes, two-tenths of his strength was sufficient to tame this person.

At the center of the encirclement, two fists collided.

The confident smile on Sun Zhenyu’s face collapsed as fear dilated his pupils. Just as he thought of channeling all of his godforce into his fist, it was already too late.

Powerful shockwaves swept outward.

In the next instant, Sun Zhenyu’s body shot backwards like a meteor, knocking back several people encircling him. He then crashed several thousand li away, drawing a straight path on the ground.

The remaining disciples were dumbfounded, especially the young man carrying a large blade who reprimanded Huang Xiaolong earlier.

The other early Ancient God Realm cultivator looked at Huang Xiaolong in astonishment, no words coming from his mouth.

“The Zhang Family Island’s number one genius? He broke through to Ancient God Realm twenty years ago?” Huang Xiaolong’s derisive voice sounded. “Looks like your meager strength cannot protect me.”

The surrounding disciples’ faces warped in anger, but no one dared to utter a word.