Chapter 782 - Reduced to a Pulp (1/2)
“Boom!”
Zhang Ruoxu rose to the sky like a dragon, as his body was set aflame by layers of dark halos, transforming him into a dark wyrm. He darted out a few dozen meters in a blink and charged at Chen Fan.
His display of power justified his spot at the third place of the Divine Roll.
Everyone’s faces changed when they saw the development.
No one under the level of Earth Level Deity could have defeated Zhang Ruoxu, not even Ye Qincang. The dark energy and wyrm scales that appeared on his skin were telltale signs of his mighty power.
“Boom!”
The main hall of the Yinfeng Tower was over a few hundred meters wide. However, Zhang Ruoxu had coverd that distance with just one step.
A white light appeared in the air, and then a deafening blare.
Hypersonic!
He had moved at two times the speed of sound. So powerful was Zhang Ruoxu’s body that he was capable of something that only Heavenly Beings could have achieved. Thanks to the Naga Bloodline, his body was as tough as a dinosaur’s.
“That dude from the North Qiong Sect is dead!”
Those who could make it into the Yinfeng Tower were all experienced cultivators.
Many of them were Martial Artists and Spell Casters; they had noticed Zhang Ruoxu’s belligerent brutality in his attack. In their opinion, not even a peak level Immortal State Warrior could ward off this attack.
Many people in the audience who were watching the live feed felt their hearts in their throats.
n.o.body thought Chen Fan could make it alive.
“Paa!”
Chen Fan slapped Zhang Ruoxu’s face and made him smash into the ground with such ease that it was as if Zhang Ruoxu were a basketball.
“Dong!”
A man-shaped hole appeared on the granite floor.
Zhang Ruoxu fell through the hole, and went through seven more floors, banging on the hard cement floor of the bas.e.m.e.nt.
Sthh!
Everyone was speechless.
Their eyes were wide open in surprise, wondering if their eyes had cheated them. Did Chen Fan send the number three warrior on the Divine Roll flying with one slap? Worse, Chen Fan’s movement was easy and flippant, as if he had just squashed a fly.
Cao Qiudin, Amou Umi and many other Immortal State Warriors were stunned by such reversal.
They were the only ones that could gauge Chen Fan’s immense power from his attack alone.
“Who is he? I’ve never heard of such a powerful warrior in the North Qiong Sect. Is he a hermit?” The Immortal State Warriors looked at Chen Fan in shock.
Chen Fan’s appearance had changed a lot over the last three years. His grey hair had given him a wizened look. The over-sized sungla.s.ses also masked most of his face. Therefore, no one had recognized him.
“Humph! Karma!” Hands on hip, Ning Xin shouted.
Everyone cracked a smile after seeing Nin Xin’s reaction; all of them gave Chen Fan a thumbs up in their minds for restoring mankind’s dignity. The Zhang family of Chang Bai were of the Naga Bloodline, therefore, most humans were on Chen Fan’s side.
“Xiao Xuan, is it just me or that guy looks like the one who was missing.”
Han Juntu stood behind the crowd and narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
Xian Xuan pulled a taut face as he fixed his eyes on Chen Fan. The more he looked at him, the more he was reminded of Chen Fan.
Xiao Xuan clenched his fists and said firmly, “No, it’s impossible. He was killed in Kunxu.”
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a spurt of energy came up from deep underground, just like a volcanic eruption.
A large hole appeared on the road outside the Yinfeng Tower and from its depths emerged a dark and twisting glow. It flew up to the top of the Yinfeng Tower and revealed Zhang Ruoxu within it.
Zhang Ruoxu was surrounded by flaming dark energy.
By then, his Naga Bloodline had been fully awakened. His skin had turned into a layer of thick black scales while his eyes were two dark slits in golden pupils. His gaze was cold as a python’s.
“Come fight me!” Zhang Ruoxu shouted with fury.
One carefless slip up had nearly cost him his life. He would have been killed by Chen Fan, if not for his Naga Bloodline and the Earth Level Deity Body.
Zhang Ruoxu’s survival had taken Chen Fan by surprise; he didn’t expect the young man to survive the attack.
“Courting death!”
Chen Fan shook his head after hearing Zhang Ruoxu barking at him. He had only used one percent of his power. If he went all in, he would raze Zhong Hai to the ground.
“Master, allow me to take care of him for you.”
A’Xiu was eager to try.
She had been eager to test the Thunder Drum ever since she got it. The secret Dharma Treasure of the Leiyin Mountain was so powerful that it could enable an ordinary man to kill a Connate Cultivator.
“No.”