blogombal Chapter 118 The Death of Xiong Ba, Boros Attacks!
Chapter 118 The Death of Xiong Ba, Boros Attacks!
Chapter 118 The Death of Xiong Ba, Boros Attacks!
Without Bu Jingyun's interference, and with Sword Saint's well-prepared Sword Twenty-Three, Xiong Ba was doomed.
Chu Yang's shadow clone carefully observed the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three, and disappeared the moment Xiong Ba died.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Chu Yang suddenly had a number of memories flooding his mind.
Not long after, a group of martial arts practitioners with panicked expressions came out of the No.1 Under Heaven Restaurant.
Many people were shouting, "Xiong Ba is dead! The members of the World Society are fighting amongst themselves!"
With Xiong Ba dead, all the gang members felt they could take the position of gang leader, especially the ambitious Twelve Fiends of Tianchi.
They were essentially Xiong Ba's personal guards. Apart from Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun, the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi had the greatest influence in the World Society.
No one dared to intervene in the internal strife within the World Society, as most people were afraid of being caught in the crossfire and hurriedly fled the World's Number One Tower.
Some members of the Tianxia Society even mingled with the crowd and escaped together.
for example-
Wen Chou Chou.
This sycophantic villain got to where he is today entirely by winning over Xiong Ba's favor.
With Xiong Ba's death, his status plummeted. Coupled with his usual arrogance, which had made him countless enemies, if he didn't leave now, his fate would be death.
Wen Chou Chou was congratulating himself on his cleverness, realizing that things were not going well and he should make a quick escape, when suddenly a strong hand grabbed his shoulder.
Wen Chou Chou was startled and, without even looking at the newcomer's face, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and pleaded desperately, "Sir, spare my life! I'm just a nobody, I have no connection with the World Society, please have mercy!"
"Wen Chou Chou, is Xiong Ba really dead?"
Wen Chou Chou recognized the voice, opened her eyes, and exclaimed in surprise, "Bu Jingyun? You're not dead?"
Bu Jingyun was now only concerned with whether Xiong Ba was dead or alive, staring intently at Wen Chou Chou, "Is Xiong Ba really dead or not?"
Wen Chou Chou shuddered in fright and hurriedly said, "Dead! Dead! Utterly dead, not even a god could save him!"
Bu Jingyun released Wen Chou Chou's shoulder and stood aside, looking lost and dejected. He had been thinking about revenge all along, but now that Xiong Ba was dead, where could he avenge Kong Ci? Where could he vent his anger?
Bu Jingyun turned to stare at Chu Yang, "You stopped me from taking revenge; you will pay the price!"
He was about to make a move when Jian Chen stopped him firmly, whispering in his ear, "This person's martial arts are no less than my master's. You can't beat him. Don't act rashly."
Chu Yang ignored him, instead grabbing Wen Chou Chou who was about to slip away, and said indifferently, "Explain to him clearly Xiong Ba's plan to divide the three brothers, so he won't look like a fool."
"Okay, sir."
Wen Chou Chou lowered his head and looked down obediently. Although he didn't know how the person in front of him knew, he still did as he was told, telling Bu Jingyun about the Mud Bodhisattva's prophecy and the cause and effect.
After listening, Bu Jingyun's expression was complicated. "I misunderstood Senior Brother Qin and Junior Brother Feng."
"If you don't go up now, Qin Shuang will be beaten to death by the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi," Chu Yang kindly reminded him.
"I'll settle the score with you next time!"
Bu Jingyun gave Chu Yang a cold glance.
Yoho!
You think you can be so easy to please?
Chu Yang kicked Bu Jingyun hard in the butt, sending him flying to the top of the mountain. Bu Jingyun clutched his butt and writhed on the ground in pain.
By the time Bu Jingyun wanted to settle accounts with Chu Yang, Chu Yang had already disappeared with the Sword Saint's remains.
He could only swallow this bitter pill and head towards the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven. Given Qin Shuang's current loyalty to Xiong Ba, she might really fight to the death with the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi.
After leaving the World Society, Chu Yang carried the Sword Saint's remains to the China Pavilion, traveling at a speed many times faster than when he arrived.
Wuming seemed to have anticipated that Chu Yang would bring back the Sword Saint's remains, and had prepared a burial place for the Sword Saint in advance.
The two held a simple funeral for the Sword Saint.
"I believe that Xiong Ba's fate was not meant to end like this, which is why I advised the Sword Saint not to take any risks. I never expected that even Xiong Ba would die."
The nameless man sighed deeply, still unable to figure out where he went wrong.
He never anticipated that Chu Yang would be a variable who didn't belong here.
"Before the Sword Saint passed away, he passed on Sword Twenty-Three to me, hoping that I would find him a successor. I would like to stay at the Sword Saint's China Pavilion for a while and discuss the mysteries of Sword Twenty-Three with him."
Wuming was also very curious about Sword Twenty-Three, so he readily agreed.
With the nameless help, Chu Yang will comprehend the Twenty-Three Sword Techniques even faster.
But Chu Yang had more important things to do. Considering that Wuming had not yet mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, Chu Yang decided to manually speed him up.
During Chu Yang's stay at the Zhonghua Pavilion, he discussed Sword Twenty-Three with Wuming while intentionally or unintentionally reminding him of the core principles of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.
"Senior, do you think there are any martial arts techniques in this world that require one to first abandon their own martial arts before they can be learned?"
"Abandon martial arts? Where did you hear that? It doesn't sound like the right path."
"It was the Taoist who taught me swordsmanship who said this. He suffered a great calamity in his youth, and all his martial arts skills were lost, as if he had been turned back into a blank sheet of paper."
"A blank sheet of paper that has never been written on?"
"Yes, he studied a wide variety of subjects when he was young, like a messy sheet of paper. Once it became a blank sheet again, he could concentrate on painting one color."
"Is it the Taoist priest who taught you the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship?"
Chu Yang nodded. In order to help Wuming comprehend the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, he had no choice but to use Zhang Sanfeng as a pretext.
The effect is also very good.
Chu Yang used Zhang Sanfeng's words to tell Wuming many key points about the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.
It also incorporates some concepts about Tai Chi, as well as Zhang Sanfeng's many years of martial arts experience.
On the day of his duel with Chu Yang, Wuming had already gained profound insights. After Chu Yang's special guidance, the inspiration for the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin suddenly burst forth in his mind.
The following day, Wuming specially asked Chu Yang to protect him, and began a long period of seclusion, instructing no one to disturb him.
He completely missed the news of the emergence of the peerless sword.
Although Xiong Ba is dead, Bu Jingyun will most likely still go to Baijian Villa to retrieve the peerless sword, because he hid Kong Ci's remains in the imperial mausoleum.
The imperial tomb contains an impenetrable stone weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, which can only be broken open with an unparalleled sword.
Ultimately, it was Bu Jingyun who brought trouble upon himself.
However, since Duan Lang has already been killed by Chu Yangqian, even if Bu Jingyun goes to Baijian Villa, the plot may not necessarily develop in the original direction.
After all, Jian Chen was turned into a beast after Duan Lang fed him the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Pill.
Two months later.
The turmoil caused by the peerless sword has come to an end. Bu Jingyun snatched the sword and left without a trace, while Jian Chen returned to Zhonghua Pavilion unharmed, showing no signs of anything amiss.
Just as Chu Yang was feeling regretful that he couldn't send Jian Chen on his way, Wuming broke through his cultivation barrier, his sword energy and sword intent becoming exceptionally pure.
"Many thanks to Youduo for protecting me, allowing me to miraculously cultivate the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!"
After Wuming mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique, Chu Yang challenged him to a duel. Wuming readily agreed, seemingly wanting to test the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique.
The two returned to the same woods as before.
The only difference was that the Sword Saint was missing from the spectators.
It's embarrassing.
As the only audience member present, Jian Chen was still very excited, even though he disliked Chu Yang.
This is perhaps the highest level of swordsmanship in the world.
And he will be a witness.
Unlike last time, Wuming held the Hero Sword in his hand from the start, while Chu Yang learned from the Sword Saint to control the sword with his qi and fight with the sword qi.
The nameless one unleashed a mysterious sword technique.
Chu Yang unleashed the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
It was as if the Sword Saint was battling the Nameless One across endless time and space.
The two, as if by unspoken agreement, used this method to commemorate the departed sword saint.
The question of whether Sword Twenty-Three or Ten Thousand Swords Return to One is stronger or weaker is the Sword Saint's lifelong obsession.
Countless sword energies erupted, destroying everything around them. Even Jian Chen, who was watching the battle, had to avoid the overwhelming aftereffects of the battlefield.
next second.
Jian Chen gazed at the battlefield again, a look of longing on his face.
The Nameless Sword Technique's ability to counter the Holy Spirit Sword Technique seemed to be somewhat ineffective against Chu Yang, and Nameless did not gain a clear advantage.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
Wuming regrouped his sword intent and finally unleashed the supreme secret of the Sword Sect, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, which had been passed down for many years.
A sharp sword aura emerged from Wuming's body, his figure transforming into a gentle breeze. The sword aura spread outwards, sweeping around like a storm, flying everywhere.
The sword strikes formed a net-like pattern, creating a spectacular sight.
Chu Yang stood still, his entire body covered in Armament Haki, and protected by the Nine Yang Divine Skill, allowing the sword energy to sweep over him.
The sound of metal clashing was incessant.
Chu Yang stood amidst the rain-like sword energy, like the legendary Immovable King, impervious to the nameless myriad swords returning to their origin.
Wuming's expression changed slightly upon seeing this.
"Such formidable external martial arts techniques actually exist in this world—"
Wuming still remembered the first time he met Chu Yang, when the other party repelled the Hero Sword with a single finger, and the Hero Sword trembled incessantly.
From that moment on, he was certain that Chu Yang was a formidable master of external martial arts, but he never expected that even the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin" technique would be unable to harm him.
"Nameless senior, I'm drawing my sword."
Seeing that Wuming was restless, Chu Yang immediately shouted loudly.
Wuming immediately focused his mind, concentrated his sword energy, and used the Myriad Swords Return to Origin technique to defend himself instead of attacking.
Chu Yang's entire body shone with golden light.
Time and space seemed to stand still!
Chu Yang took a step, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Wuming and stabbed his vital point with his sword finger.
The Ten Thousand Swords Return to One automatically formed a protective barrier, using sword energy to create layers of solid walls to protect Nameless.
A look of horror and shock flashed in Wuming's eyes!
In his view, Sword Twenty-Three has transcended the way of the sword itself.
It could even be described as a rule. "This astonishing swordsmanship is indeed superior to the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' technique."
Wuming subconsciously exclaimed, then suddenly realized he could move again. When he looked up, Chu Yang had already withdrawn his attack.
"Senior, you are mistaken. Sword Twenty-Three is indeed very strong, but it still has a weakness, namely the user of the move. And Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin can make up for this weakness."
"Haha, I know what you mean. I won't keep this 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' to myself. Consider it my way of repaying your repeated kindnesses."
Wuming felt that if Chu Yang hadn't inadvertently given him some pointers, he might not have been able to comprehend the profound meaning of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.
Not to mention today, Chu Yang also showed him the details of Sword Twenty-Three without holding anything back.
The two began to exchange their experiences.
The sky darkened and then brightened again, the sun rising and setting several times. Jian Chen couldn't stay awake any longer and returned to Zhonghua Pavilion first.
Another half day passed.
Chu Yang and Wuming returned to Zhonghua Pavilion together. Chu Yang began to cultivate the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin in seclusion, with Wuming acting as his protector.
In fact, Chu Yang did not need anyone to protect him during his seclusion. Even after dispersing his inner energy, his other abilities remained.
Because of their strong physique and vigorous vitality, the damage they suffer when their internal energy dissipates is negligible.
During the time when Chu Yang was dissipating his internal energy.
An unfriendly guest arrived at Zhonghua Pavilion.
Break the Army!
Po Jun, his face contorted with murderous intent, smashed the hall to pieces as soon as he entered Zhonghua Pavilion, roaring that he wanted to see Wuming, and even injured the manager who came to persuade him.
He blocked the exit and threatened the guest's life to force the nameless man to show himself.
Extremely arrogant!
Why involve others in our affairs?
Wuming used his sword energy to open the exit, then walked to the shopkeeper's side and used his internal energy to heal him.
Po Jun still wanted to provoke them.
Wuming turned and stared at him, his eyes like sharp swords, gleaming with undisguised brilliance. "If you want to fight, I'm happy to oblige. But don't try to hurt anyone here."
Po Jun was stunned for a moment, and the lines he had prepared suddenly fell silent. The nameless man in front of him seemed to be quite different from his usual self.
After healing the shopkeeper's injuries, Wuming didn't even glance at Pojun and walked straight outside the Zhonghua Pavilion.
Enraged, Po Jun dared not make a move, intimidated by Wuming's imposing aura.
When the two reached the outskirts of the city, Wuming coldly said, "Po Jun, I only have one question for you today: was it you who poisoned my beloved wife back then?"
Po Jun laughed heartily, "So you've been acting like a different person all along. So you've been holding back revenge? That's right! I'm the one who killed him!"
Even though Wuming had already prepared himself mentally, he still felt a sudden tremor in his heart and murmured, "As expected, in the end, it was my fault that she was hurt—"
Seeing Wuming's grief-stricken expression, Po Jun used his inner force to unleash the two swords behind him. Before the swords could fall, he preemptively attacked Wuming.
The nameless man remained calm and responded to each move with a counter-strategy.
His martial arts skills were far superior to Po Jun's at this time, so he dealt with the situation with great ease.
Po Jun seemed to have anticipated this, and while catching the two swords, he unleashed the ultimate move he had learned in Japan, "Kill the Wolf".
He spent more than a decade in Japan to learn this unique skill.
"Po Jun, our feud began with the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' principle, and it should end with it as well."
A surge of sword energy erupted from Wuming's entire body!
With a leap, the sword energy swirled like raindrops!
Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin!
"You've mastered the Myriad Swords Return to One technique?! Nameless, you despicable bastard, you actually dared to open the secret vault of my Sword Sect without permission!"
Po Jun was consumed by rage, and his moves suddenly became flawed. Man Shuai's sword energy seized the opportunity and struck his vital dantian.
This attack was so powerful that Po Jun's dantian was destroyed, rendering him completely useless!
"I only possess half of the Key of Revenge, how could I possibly obtain the Secret Manual of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One?"
"This is something I figured out on my own."
Wuming shook his head and sighed.
Remembering his master's kindness from years ago, he couldn't bring himself to kill Po Jun.
"You figured it out yourself—"
"That's impossible! It doesn't make sense!"
Po Jun stared at Wu Ming in disbelief. The fact that Wu Ming had secretly learned the secret technique from Po Jun was a huge blow to Po Jun.
"From now on, let's live a normal life!"
Wuming turned and left, unwilling to look at Pojun even once more.
Near the point where the two were exchanging blows, Jian Chen was being kidnapped.
The two people standing next to Jian Chen were Jue Xin, the eldest son of Jue Wushen, and Jue Shuai, the youngest son.
"I must quickly comprehend the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' technique and report it to my father!"
"Having too much internal energy is also a problem; just dispersing it takes a lot of time."
Chu Yang, having mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique, stepped out of the room and found no one outside.
"He said he'd protect me, but he's disappeared. What kind of protection is that?"
Chu Yang walked out with a surprised look on his face, wanting to eat something to fill his stomach, only to find that Zhonghua Pavilion had been smashed to pieces, and the managers were leading people to clean up.
After asking around, Chu Yang learned that Po Jun had arrived.
"So, even the God of No God has come?"
"A vicious, deadly punch, but the indestructible body is somewhat interesting—"
Starting with the Wood Release technique of the Naruto World Lord, Chu Yang has always had a particular fondness for skills that allow for stacking armor.
If used for self-defense, the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" technique is also a top-tier defensive move.
Since he couldn't get a meal, Chu Yang decided to go find Jue Wushen to "demand" the indestructible golden body.
Who would have thought that he would run into Wuming, who was returning home, just as he stepped out.
Upon seeing Chu Yang, Wuming smiled and said, "Young friend, your talent is indeed astonishing. You've already emerged from seclusion in less than half a month."
Having said that, Wuming stepped forward and used his finger as a sword to stab Chu Yang.
Chu Yang also used his fingers as swords, facing off against the nameless sword.
The clash of their sword energies caused quite a stir.
Wuming withdrew his sword finger and nodded in satisfaction, "Your 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin' technique is very skillful, no less than mine."
Chu Yang made a few modest remarks, then asked, "Senior, was Po Jun here just now?"
Wuming nodded. "Bad spent over a decade in Japan learning the 'Killing Wolf' technique to defeat me. Just now, I used 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin' to shatter Bad's dantian, thus granting Bad his wish."
Chu Yang clicked his tongue inwardly, thinking, "What a 'get what you want' story. This nameless guy can be ruthless too."
"Besides Po Jun, did you encounter any other bad people, senior?"
Chu Yang asked.
"no."
Wuming shook his head decisively.
"This 'Kill the Wolf' technique is a secret technique of the Wushen Jue Palace, so Po Jun should have some connection with the Wushen Jue Palace."
"Shenjue Palace Zhao is despicable; he will likely try to deal with his senior."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wuming's expression changed.
"Oh no! I couldn't get in touch with Chen'er for the past few days. I thought she must be busy, but now that I think about it, this has never happened before."
"The bad guys were most likely kidnapped by the people from the Godless Palace."
The nameless man spoke urgently, rushing out.
"Senior, please calm down. If it is the bad guys who kidnapped Jian Chen, they must have something to ask for. They will probably come looking for you soon. Let's wait and see."
Chu Yang stopped Wuming, wanting to wait quietly for Jue Wushen to come to his door.
"Too."
After the nameless calm drama arrived, he decided to listen to Chu Yang's opinion.
Years ago, Wu Shen was defeated by a bad mobile game, so Wu Ming is not afraid of a mobile game loser.
The two then waited at the Zhonghua Pavilion for the arrival of the people from the Wushen Jue Palace.
With his absolute arrogance, Wu Shen knew that once Wuming comprehended the Myriad Swords Return to One, he would definitely come to challenge Wei.
The other party's goal is to dominate the martial arts world of the Central Plains.
Defeating the Nameless is the best way to quickly accumulate reputation.
After the two states.
Zhonghua Pavilion received a letter of challenge, signed by Jue Wushen. The letter stated that the safety of Jian Chen was the condition for the letter to be signed by Wei Wuming.
Chu Yang accompanied Wuming there.
Arrived at the land of promise.
The two met Jue Wushen and Jian Chen, who was bound hand and foot.
Chu Yang laughed heartily. He and Jian Chen disliked each other and hoped the other would suffer more.
"Nameless, I've finally seen you again. Do you still remember me?"
With his back to Wuming, Jue Wushen displayed the lonely demeanor of a master.
"Just a defeated opponent. It's a good thing you arrived early; in a few years, I might really forget you."
"You were no match for me ten years ago, you won't be today, and you certainly won't be in the future!"
Wuming's opening remarks were full of sarcasm, a stark contrast to his usual style.
Chu Yang felt that Wuming blamed Jue Wushen for his wife's death. Po Jun was bad, but Jue Wushen was bad enough to kill him a hundred times over.
The surrounding area was full of people from the Wushen Jue Palace, so Wuming's words were tantamount to trampling on Jue Wushen's face.
Enraged, Jue Wushen turned around, his arms trembled, and his whole body was enveloped in golden light, activating his indestructible golden body.
Then he raised his hand and delivered a deadly punch!
The powerful punch struck Wuming with tremendous force, sending sand and stones flying in an instant.
With his fingertip slicing through the void, the sword energy shattered Jue Wushen's fist force, and then he pressed forward, engaging Jue Wushen in a close-quarters battle.
The sword energy continuously slashed at the indestructible golden body, bursting forth with bursts of golden light.
Wuming's first reaction was that Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body was not as powerful as Chu Yang's Hengfu body.
His moves became more composed.
Jue Wushen had already prepared for the decisive battle with Wuming. His killing punches were swift and powerful, each strike landing squarely on the incomparably sharp sword energy.
A moment later, the attack by the godless warrior slowed down.
Bad realized that no matter how strong his killing fist was, it couldn't break through the nameless's protective sword energy. On the contrary, his indestructible golden body was about to reach its limit.
Just now.
The nameless sword finger struck the bottom of Jue Wushen's Qi Sea with tremendous force, causing the villain to retreat in defeat.
Realizing he was about to lose, Jue Wushen suddenly pointed at Jian Chen, who was bound tightly by Renhua.
The nameless man stopped in his tracks, angrily exclaiming, "How despicable!"
"The one who pursues is king, the loser is a bandit. You can't even understand such a simple principle, can you?"
"Hahaha, Nameless Swordsman is nothing special; he'll still be defeated by my cunning scheme!"
The god looked up at the sky and roared, his expression extremely arrogant.
"Ah Yang, please hold off Jue Wushen for now, I need to go save Chen'er."
Wuming turned to Chu Yang and said.
"Please go, senior!"
Chu Yang strode toward Jue Wushen.
"Nameless, you actually sent some greenhorn to stop me? Then I'll beat that scoundrel to death right in front of you!"
Jue Wushen stared cruelly at Chu Yang, thinking that such a threat would put Wuming in a difficult position.
However, Wuming ignored him completely and charged straight at the people of Wushen Jue Palace.
Jue Wushen panicked and turned to intercept Wuming.
"You may leave, but your immortal body must remain."
Chu Yang's pupils suddenly turned red, and a hook slowly rotated within them. In a flash, he arrived in front of Jue Wushen.
"You're asking for it!"
Jue Wushen raised his killing fist, intending to smash this arrogant brat to death.
Boom! ! !
The killing punch struck Chu Yang's heart like a muffled drumbeat; Jue Wushen's pupils contracted, and his entire arm throbbed with pain.
"My turn!"
Chu Yang threw a punch at Jue Wushen's face.
Jue Wushen raised his arms to block, and a terrifying force struck him, causing his entire body to blaze with golden light.
Jue Wushen was horrified and almost cried out in surprise.
With just one punch, he almost destroyed the indestructible golden body.
"I learned."
Taking advantage of that punch, Chu Yang's Sharingan had already memorized the entire energy path of the Undying Golden Body.
"What?!"
Jue Wushen was taken aback.
"What I mean is, you can go die now!"
Chu Yang suddenly swung his right fist, unleashing the eleventh level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Mantra, a power strong enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, which struck Jue Wushen.
"Bang!!!"
The indestructible god who became the overlord of Japan with his indestructible golden body was beaten into a pile of minced meat in front of everyone!
Juexin: "???"
Absolute: "???"
Jian Chen: "???"
nameless:""
What the hell!
My dad is gone!
Juexin and Jueru stared blankly at the pile of minced meat on the ground, feeling as if they were dreaming.
Wuming was also startled, never expecting that Jue Wushen would be killed by Chu Yang with two punches.
The indestructible golden body withstood hundreds of sword energies.
Chu Yang's physical strength has once again surpassed Wuming's knowledge.
"Master, I will never offend Senior A-Yang again—"
Jian Chen's legs felt weak, and his groin was slightly damp.
Even when he was kidnapped and tortured by Godless, Bad had never been this afraid.
How could a living person be beaten to pieces?
What happened to the promised indestructible golden body?
You withstood so much sword energy, can't you even withstand a pair of bare fists?
"Sorry, I've been a little bit..."
Chu Yang gave the group from the Godless Palace a friendly smile.
"Aaaaaah!!! Don't kill me!"
"Help! Please, please let me go!"
"I'm leaving now! I'm leaving right now!"
After a series of wailing and howling, most of the people from the Godless Palace had fled.
joke!
Even the incredibly powerful Wushen has been killed, so what are they still doing here?
As an add-on?
Why risk your life for a salary of just a few hundred dollars?
The young Jue Tian looked blank, as if he had not yet been able to accept the reality before him.
However, the older brother was already prepared to run away with the bad guys.
"Please take your father away and don't pollute the chess world."
Chu Yang kindly reminded the bad guys.
Juexin's legs trembled, and he dared not continue to run away. Enduring his grief and resentment, he began to collect his father's body.
That's a huge pile; I don't know when we'll be able to clean it up.
Watching his brother wipe their father like he was wiping a table, Jue threw up, vomiting so hard he felt dizzy and faint.
Jian Chen turned his head away, feeling like he was about to throw up too.
Nameless walked up to Bad and cut all the ropes binding him.
"Thank you, Master. I—ugh—"
Jian Chen finally couldn't hold it in any longer and squatted down in the corner with Jue, vomiting uncontrollably.
"Young people still lack exercise!"
Chu Yang shook his head helplessly, only to see that Wuming's face was also ashen, and his lips were twitching.
"With Wushen dead, the Wushen Palace should be wiped out just like the Ruju Society, so there's no need to worry anymore," Chu Yang said to Wuming.
"The Japanese have long coveted the martial arts world of the Central Plains, but this time it's not a matter of who will succeed, except perhaps Wu Shen."
Wuming sighed. He had originally intended to remain indifferent to the world, but when the time came, he realized that he could not truly stand idly by.
"Does the senior mean he intends to return to public life?"
Chu Yang was quite surprised; Wuming's thoughts had suddenly changed drastically, even the bad news caught him off guard.
Could it be that I was influenced by my own shadow?
"It's not exactly a retreat from the mountains; I simply want to use the Zhonghua Pavilion as a base to secretly accumulate strength in case demons run rampant in the future, so as to prepare for unforeseen circumstances."
The nameless man replied in this way.
"This means they're going to directly confront Indra."
Chu Yang revealed a playful expression, finding Zhao Qing suddenly amusing.
Huh?
My thoughts seem to be similar to Indra's, so why am I becoming more and more like a villain?
Chu Yang quickly dismissed the inexplicable thought in his mind.
"Ah Yang, if you have nowhere to go, why don't you stay at Zhonghua Pavilion?"
The first person Wuming recruited was actually Chu Yang.
What do you mean?
A Storm Riders version of the Avengers?
Chu Yang nodded and said, "Anyway, I have nowhere else to go, so I can stay here and mooch a meal from you, senior."
Wuming smiled with relief. "Food and wine are all you can eat."
Upon hearing their conversation, Jian Chen's face turned ashen; he truly didn't want to deal with Chu Yang anymore.
The bad thoughts have left a very serious shadow.
"Brother Jianchen, you look like you're not welcoming me at all?"
Chu Yang suddenly moved closer to Jian Chen, looking at him with a sly smile.
"Senior A-Yang, how could that be? Jian Chen has great respect for you, and we wouldn't even have time to welcome you properly."
Jian Chen's face was full of sincerity.
One-Punch Man World Master.
The great prophet Sibaba, who could predict disasters with 100% accuracy, has passed away!
Before his death, Lord Sibaba left a note that read, "The Earth is in trouble."
Therefore, the Hero Association headquarters held an emergency meeting, requiring all S-class heroes to be present.
Qi Bing and Genos, who were at Bangu Dojo, were also temporarily conscripted.
Genos is alright, he was originally an S-class hero, but Qi, because he didn't get any credit from Deep Sea King, is still a C-class hero.
Among a group of S-class heroes, the presence of a C-class hero is quite conspicuous.
The atmosphere was quite somber, and everyone looked at Saitama with disdain.
until--
Sonic, also a C-class hero, has arrived.
Saitama suddenly seemed less embarrassed and even waved and greeted Sonic in a friendly manner.
Sonic, not wanting to cause any trouble, stepped aside with great respect.
Chu Yang slowly walked into the conference room.
The atmosphere shifted from dull to tense!
Especially for Tornado, the moment she saw Chu Yang, her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly pretended to be indifferent.
Even the evil S-class heroes knew the outcome of the fight between Tornado and Chu Yang.
Most people had an expression of watching a show on their faces.
Atomic Samurai was clearly displeased; his three apprentices had suffered a great loss at Sonic's hands.
Isn't this indirectly saying that Chu Yangmang's teaching is good despite his bad behavior?
Flashy Flash's gaze lingered on Sonic, his expression complex. He had only learned from the Deep Sea King photo that Sonic had also joined the Hero Association.
The Hero Association maintains a cautious attitude towards Chu Yang; they would not have contacted him unless the current crisis concerns the entire Earth.
After all, the two sides had a very unpleasant falling out before.
Chu Yang casually stood next to Sai Bing, who suddenly moved aside silently.
Chu Yang chuckled and teased, "Are you afraid of me?"
Sai shook his head. "I just don't want to have nightmares."
Chu Yangyi said, "Aren't you very interested in ninjutsu? Come to the House of Evolution next time, I can teach you!"
Saitama immediately became interested and asked with an expectant expression, "Are you serious?"
Chu Yang nodded, "Of course!"
It's good that Saitama can come to the House of Evolution often; at least he doesn't have to worry about lacking bloodline factors.
The two were chatting enthusiastically, completely oblivious to the purpose of the meeting.
Despite Dong Zhao's constant coughing during the meeting, he couldn't interrupt Chu Yang and Sai Bing's conversation and had no choice but to begin the meeting.
The core content was brief and was summarized in just a few sentences. Some of the S-class heroes present took it very seriously, while others paid no attention.
Two opposing viewpoints led to a heated argument among the crowd.
"The situation could become extremely dangerous within six months, so it's necessary to gather everyone now—"
Before Child Emperor could finish speaking, the entire building began to shake violently.
Outside the window, several winged monsters, led by a monster who called himself Sky Enterprise King, were attacking the Hero Association headquarters.
The heroes were about to make their move.
The ugly company was suddenly split in two, and the business entity fell from the company.
Everyone looked up and saw a huge interstellar warship appear in the sky above City A!