Chapter 222: Guardian of The Store, A Demon Who Strips Others (1/2)

Chapter 222: Guardian of The Store, A Demon Who Strips Others

Translator: E.3.3.Editor: Vermillion

Just like that, the burly man Xia Da easily snatched, with one hand, the cold, black spear which exuded a concentrated scent of blood.

Xia Da simply seized it with his palm without having to use his true energy. His muscular body was strong enough to resist the waves of true energy that the serpent-man Yu Feng had sent his way.

Yu Feng's pupils shrank and his heart shuddered. Able to catch that terrific spear merely with his hands of flesh... This human before his eyes had a body built magnificently, one that was even stronger than that of the typical spirit beast.

Xia Da noticed the astonishment on serpent-man Yu Feng's face. His lips curled, showing off a row of sparkling white teeth, and he chuckled: ”This spear… is not bad.”

Afterwards, Xia Da hurled a mighty force, and an overpowering force of energy burst out of his hands. Yu Feng, with a spear in his hands, was instantly propelled into the air and forced to glide towards Xia Da.

”Damn it! What kind of force is this!”

Yu Feng was panic-stricken inside. Even with his strength as a seventh level Battle-Saint, he simply could not resist this terrifying pull.

His long serpent tail shook violently, as if a sharp blade cutting through the air, and sliced scathingly towards Xia Da.

A serpent-man's tail was normally their strongest weapon. Those who have trained solely with their serpent tails found it to be much more powerful than the typical man-made weapons.

However, Yu Feng's flinging serpent tail was once again caught by Xia Da. The immense pain from a ripping sensation caused Yu Feng to howl. With a clatter, his long spear fell onto the ground.

Xia Da laughed coldly and scornfully. A gigantic, rock-like fist came rushing down and smashed mercilessly onto Yu Feng's body.

Suddenly, serpent-man Yu Feng, who was at the peak of seventh grade Battle-Saint, found himself knocked into the sky by the smack of a fist. A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out as he crashed hard into the walls of the alleyway and knocked off a pile of bricks.

”Someone who acts blindly without thinking about the consequences. I told you to scram, yet you insist on sticking your foot in.” Xia Da clenched his fist. The sound of his knuckles cracking was akin to branches snapping in half.

Xia Da carried his monstrously large body, and edged closer one step at a time toward Yu Feng, who was struggling desperately on the floor.

A formidable force of pressure surged out of his body, one that caused the hearts of all the seventh grade Battle-Saints present to sink and tremble.

This was an eighth grade War-God… like a warrior simply without a rival!

Serpent-man Yu Feng had blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. His serpent tail continued to sway as a sense of horror smeared across the eyes he used to glare at Xia Da… Damn it, who would have thought this was an eighth grade War-God!

He suddenly felt so humiliated. He had promised to defend the store, yet the first time he made a move, he was almost beaten up like a dead dog.

”I wanted to let you off the hook for the sake of the Serpentine Sovereign. But since you are clearly seeking death, you can't blame me for the rest.” Xia Da was like a towering mountain that sat majestically with all its grandeur. He peered down upon Yu Feng, who was sprawling on the floor, and slowly lifted up his foot.

The muscles on his feet were just as sturdy as those on the rest of his body. With a single trample, this serpent-man would be off to meet his maker.

Yu Feng's pupils shrank. A gush of true energy burst from his body as he sought to flee in a scurry. Yet, Xia Da merely laughed coldly and stepped down on his serpent-tail. With that, the true energy within his body had completed dissipated…

Spat, out came another mouthful of fresh blood. Yu Feng landed hopelessly on the floor.

”Serpent-men will be serpent-men. An inferior species at the end of the day, and no different from the man-beasts living in the Wildlands.” Xia Da taunted with a light smile. His rock-like fist rose once again, this time targeting the serpent-man Yu Feng's head.

If this fist landed, Yu Feng's head was bound to explode, regardless of his cultivation as a seventh grade Battle-Saint.

”Hey… let go of that serpent-man.”

The air suddenly froze. Those from the Ferocious Hall merely looked at that serpent-man as if he were a joke. Not a trace of pity could be found in their eyes. Since he dared to ruffle Elder Xia's feathers, he had to prepare for death. But alas, a calm voice cut through the deadly still atmosphere.

Everyone was taken back, and gazed toward the source of that utterance.

Xia Da also paused the fist ready for launch, twisted around his head, and glanced at the slim figure leaning by the door frame.

”You want to save this bonehead? Sure… trade you with the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree.” Xia Da stood up straight and smiled at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang didn't return the smile, and continued to look at him coolly.

Suddenly, Sheng Mu, who had stayed quiet all this time, stepped toward Bu Fang with a chuckle.

”Elder Xia, I'll take care of this fellow for you! Merely a fifth grade Battle-King, yet with the guts to act all tough in front of us. I've found him to be an eye sore for a while now!”

With a loud bellow, Sheng Mu immediately appeared in front of Bu Fang. His eyes widened, sniggering coldly, as his hands clawed toward Bu Fang.

Bu Fang was still leaning by the door frame, his complexions unchanged.

”Troublemaker, you will be stripped as an example to others.”

Behind Bu Fang, Whitey's robotic voice boomed. Its mechanic eyes flashed red, and such beam scanned across Sheng Mu, blinding his eyes.

Bang…

Sheng Mu's clutch landed on Whitey's stomach, yet did not leave a single scratch.