Chapter 487 - Continued (1/2)

Branh's massive body turned to face the cultivators, ”All of you should die.”

He pulled back his arm to make a fist. Each of his fingers was thicker than an adult's wrist and as he clenched his fists, the muscles on his arm bulged and veins wriggled under the skin like worms. It made for a disgusting sight.

The air escaping from in-between his fingers sounded like the ripping of paper so it was easy to imagine how much explosive power was stored in that single fist.

Iris and Klem who were a moment away from attacking were left at a loss for words when Ceni who was in charge of this whole 'expedition' suddenly relaxed her tense body and sat back down on the chair as if the current situation had nothing to do with her.

Iris quickly leaned in with a worried expression, ”Are you okay?” she asked in a hushed tone, worried that she wasn't feeling well.

But Ceni gently nodded, ”I'm fine.” She rested her chin on her right hand and leaned against the armrest, ”Look, or you'll miss it,” she gestured towards Branh.

The Iris and Klem along with the City Lord and the other robbed figure who was also paying attention to her looked towards the center of the hall.

Branh was about to attack any second.

The youngsters in front of him were ready to receive it as they all activated their own defensive techniques and some even got ready to escape, but it was obvious from their demeanors that none of them was very confident.

Branh's lips arched into a foul grin when he thought about ripping into the bodies of these youngsters when he froze.

”Aah hah, why'd you have to go ahead and do that, huh?” Hao Xuan's voice came from the garden.

Everyone present, be it the scared nobles or academy students, or the confused soldiers who didn't know what to do, all of them looked towards the source of the voice and saw Hao Xuan standing in front of the several meter deep crater he had just crawled out of.

His dislocated left arm was protruding out of the skin.

”Ah shit, I just got this shirt too,” Hao Xuan grunted and pulled with his right hand, popping it back in an instant.

In his head, Baracus's voice was sounding continuously.

”I've calculated the force behind that punch. Taking the physical prowess of a normal stage 4 Spirit Realm Expert as the basis, that punch was about 8 times stronger. But I don't think that's all he is capable of.”