Chapter 258: Headquarters (2/2)
Compared to the bandit group led by Janet, the Soul Destroyer mercenary band also had over a hundred members. Its power was a bit stronger. Amongst them, several mercenaries were still young, yet had a cold and calm bearing. Han Shuo knew these people used to be a part of the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band that he’d met at the House of Menlo. Their calm and cold manner, forged from weathering many battles, made Han Shuo look at them a few more times.
“Hey, you’re called Bryan? Hehe, you must be very powerful to be Gilbert’s master. Are you interested in exchanging blows?” A seasoned mercenary offered. He was about a meter and ninety centimeters tall, naked from the waist up, revealing his bulging muscles. He held a broadsword of one and half a meter in length as his eyes squinted at Han Shuo, measuring him with his invitation.
When he spoke, his right hand, which held the sword easily waved around as if demonstrating his strength. A dark green fighting aura suddenly flared up as a sharp blade light flickered in and out of existence.
“Alright!” Trunks wasn’t back yet anyway. In order to remove future obstacles when he revealed his identity, Han Shuo intended to leave a powerful impression and deeply engrave it into the depths of their hearts. That would be the most effective method.
Han Shuo walked towards the fighting platform, relaxed and unrestrained. As he walked, he took of his shirt, so that his body was also naked from the waist up. His body was over one meter eighty centimeters tall, each chunk of muscle was as if carved by a knife. His force was vigorous and explosive. The rows of muscles were perfectly coordinated as they were naturally formed through the tempering of his demonic magic.
As he flung off his shirts, the mercenaries around saw his body and immediately issued surprised comments. A bunch of them excitedly jumped as they yelled, “Grant, you’re in trouble!”
They were all knowledgeable people. Seeing the strong muscles and perfectly coordinated lines on Han Shuo’s body, they immediately knew that this sturdy and balanced body was most suited for fighting. Grant held a broadsword and his body was large. However, some of his muscles weren’t that visible. His muscles could achieve explosive power thanks to his fighting aura, but his speed would obviously be affected.
On the contrary, each chunk of Han Shuo’s muscles was clear and harmonious. Even in the most difficult place to grow muscles – his v-lines appeared as if they were carved. This type of body with perfect muscle coordination was the most suitable for combat.
Grant also showed a surprised expression. Seeing that Han Shuo had come empty handed, he was stunned for a moment then threw aside his broadsword, shouting defiantly, “Then we won’t use weapons, only relying on pure physical strength to compare.”
“As you wish!” Han Shuo laughed loudly. He walked towards Grant, not using magical yuan at all.
Grant was delighted. He increased his speed and charged forward without waiting for Han Shuo to close in. His body rushed violently towards Han Shuo, curving his lips and clenching his fist, aiming it straight down at the latter.
Unexpectedly, Han Shuo moved step by step without any other actions. He just watched the incoming iron fist, the corner of his mouth curving into an odd smile.
Boom!
The momentum of Grant’s punch was like a rainbow as it pounded into Han Shuo’s chest. A muffled drum-like sound came out of the latter’s body. Han Shuo’s figure stood still, even the smile on his face remained unchanged.
“Oh my god, is your body made of steel?” On the contrary, it was Grant who grimaced. His fist in pain, his face miserable.
“Heh heh!” Han Shuo made a move like lightning. He took hold of Grant’s shoulder and suddenly threw it over his shoulder. The big man’s one meter ninety centimeter body fluttered like a feather, flying a few meters into the air and falling just right onto a large, soft cushion.
Leisurely sweeping his eyes to glance at the nearby mercenaries, Han Shuo called out dashingly, “Does any other brother want to try? Whether it’s physical attacks, fighting aura, or magic, I can do them all!”
When his words fell, every single one of the Soul Destroyer mercenary band was completely silent. They dazedly looked at Han Shuo, dumbfounded. No one dared to step up.
“Wakaka, you guys are idiots! Daring to compete with my master in bodily strength. In the forbidden land of the Dark Forest, even the golden dragon, proclaimed to have the most powerful body, couldn’t fight against my great master. You brats are truly crazy!” Gilbert shouted triumphantly, scaring the already stunned mercenaries into shock.
“Mighty master, you’ve even brought me a woman this time? You are becoming more and more considerate!” Gilbert squealed as he suddenly discovered the restrained woman that’d been put aside by Han Shuo. He excitedly walked over.
“Stop. This woman is not to be touched. I still have great uses for her. She belongs to that female bandit Janet, and so I need to use her to schedule an appointment with Janet!” Han Shuo glared at Gilbert as he snapped.
Gilbert immediately became honest upon hearing Han Shuo’s shout. At this time, the sound of rustling wind echoed down the steep cliff. In just a while, Trunks, along with Odysseus and a bunch of others, landed down from above.
“Eh, you’ve come!” Trunks immediately said with a smile when he saw Han Shuo. As he walked to the latter, his eyes unintentionally glanced around. He was suddenly stunned as he looked at the girl that Han Shuo had brought, his expression extremely odd.
After a while, Trunks loudly cried out “Annie” then furiously rushed over to her side. The people next to him were originally from the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band. They were first ecstatic before looking at her with some suspicion as they muttered, “Something’s not right!”