220 Unsatisfying Battle (2/2)

”Fun!” he exclaimed while starting to laugh. ”This is fun!” The audience outside the cage had become as silent as an empty graveyard. Many of them knew of Xue Wei's opponent and his ability to return damage to the one who had sent it out, so they were not shocked about that, but where they would usually see someone with a terrified expression after going through that, Xui Wei's maddened excitement was so different and so scary that it sent a chill down their spines.

Not only the audience, but the opponent was also terrified. Although he had managed to return some of the damage and mitigate a lot of the remainder with his stocky body, the palm attack had set a deep, lingering fear into his heart.

He had never seen someone so excited to face him. It was clear that Xue Wei was enjoying the battle. He could clearly see that Xue Wei was the type to sink into the depths of carnal thrill from hunting and killing, especially so considering the latter's killing intent had now begun leaking from his body.

His killing intent was so dense that everyone felt the temperature around the cage drop a few degrees. It was clear that it was getting colder, but the cold was not the only thing that came with the killing intent.

The killing intent also made their bodies tremble uncontrollably. The legs of the weaker experts among the audience started buckling, and their vision turned hazy and blackened. The ones at Xue Wei's level of strength felt their bodies tingle and become sluggish. Those stronger felt a slight electrical current enter their bodies.

The people who watched this battle were filled with shock. Such a dense killing intent… how had he gained it? It was clear that one had to have walked out from a mountain of corpses to achieve something like that, but this man seemed so young.

Xue Wei was like a wild beast. Usually, the Fierce Beasts would make a lot of noise in their pens, roaring and screeching, and the other experts currently fighting in their cages would yell and shout, but right now the entire underground realm had gone silent and the other fighters had halted their matches.

Every person, man or beast, converged around the cage Xue Wei was battling in. No one spoke, and everyone watched with bated breath.

”I thought that the fatty would be the winner, but with such killing intent, I think it is quite obvious who will win,” someone finally muttered. Those that heard the statement could not help but nod their heads.

Everyone had reached this conclusion, including Xue Wei's opponent himself. His face was pale and sweat was beading on his brows. They had only exchanged one attack so far, but that one attack had truly awakened a sleeping dragon.

”Let us try this again!” Xue Wei laughed out loud. His eyes turned slightly red as he stomped on the ground and charged at his opponent with Forbidden Rush.

Kick of the Forgotten Kings!

Xue Wei had already used one attack, so now it was time for another. His leg had been covered with scales inside his boot and his nails became claws, but the transformation was subtle enough to not tear through the boot itself.

The kick was strong. Flame-like Qi was emitted from his leg as it drew an arc through the air toward his opponent, shooting out like a flying flood dragon.

A crunching sound could be heard when the leg came into contact with the layer of Qi that covered the fat man.

When they came into contact, it was as if time had stopped; neither moved, and cracks appeared on the ground beneath the opponent. Soon afterwards, however, both men shot backward, one a bit more graceful than the other.

Xue Wei retreated five steps, the smile never once disappearing from his face. When he finally came to a stop, he stomped his foot on the ground a few times to make the tingling and numb sensation go away.

Even after he protected his leg with scales, the reflected damage still made it feel numb.

The opponent was much worse off though. He had been blown backward like a football, and his entire body was trembling. Blood was trickling out of the corner of his lips.

”Don't give up already!” Xue Wei said with roaring laughter before he rushed at his opponent again. ”I am not satisfied yet!”

The fat man was terrified, and he was unaware of what he should do.

He did not know how to escape from Xue Wei. He knew that he would not be able to get away even if he tried, and his defense which had always been like an unbreakable iron wall was now useless.

Xue Wei was very much a madman. He was completely drunk on the fight, but he had, all things considered, not actually lost his rationality.

This was indeed the most dangerous kind of person and situation to face for anyone. Facing a person who was both maddened and at the same time rational was too scary.

The opponent eventually lost his will to fight back. He simply gave up. He stopped protecting himself with Qi and gave up on running away.

His eyes were listless, and his body quickly became riddled with wounds. But Xue Wei was unhappy. The listless and defeated expression on the fat man's face was enough to awaken Xue Wei from his engrossed state of mind, which upset him so much that he ended up just cutting off his opponent's head, ending the fight in an overwhelming fashion. Unfortunately, his mood did not improve afterwards.