Achieving Demon Godhood from Unlocking Talents

Chapter 239: Chapter 150: Turmoil and Slaughter (Part 2)

The directors from the branches of the Five Major Enterprises spoke one after another, their tones indifferent, as if they were the masters of the city.

One of them seemed to think of something and looked toward the representative from the Biotechnology Company.

"Director Han, I wonder, do you have any other plans after you capture Legos?"

As he asked, all eyes turned to her.

Her husband, after all, was the deputy chief of the Patrol Department. If she were asked for help and chose to intervene...

"I only want Legos."

Her eyes were cold. Even as just a projection, the woman known as Director Han made everyone present feel a sense of oppression.

"As for Ring City, it’s just home to some useless trash and low-class civilians."

"You can wreak whatever havoc you please."

...

...

BOOM!!

「At the same moment.」

The ground at Jinshi Boxing Hall trembled.

"Luo Qianshan, today is the day you die!"

The black-clad leader’s aura was ferocious. In a single flash, he rushed to the entrance of the training hall.

BOOM!!

A shockwave exploded outward. The concrete ground beneath his feet cracked, forming a shallow crater.

All eyes turned toward him, filled with shock and suspicion. They felt their very souls tremble, as if facing some kind of heavenly might, impossible to look at directly.

The next instant.

BOOM!!

The powerful Luo Qianshan raised a palm to block, and a ring of air exploded from the point of impact.

Violent gusts of wind swept out in all directions, whipping at the clothes of everyone inside the training hall and leaving them with expressions of utter shock.

"Die!"

The black-clad leader barked coldly. Without the slightest delay, he unleashed a continuous barrage of killing blows.

He stomped his foot, his arms a blur of afterimages that sliced through the air like spears.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!

With a flurry of palms and fists, the man launched over a dozen strikes in a single instant, each one surpassing the known limits of the Elite Level.

Luo Qianshan’s expression was icy as he raised his palms to counter.

The two fought their way from the entrance of the training hall to a courtyard wall on the side of the concrete grounds. Every clash of their techniques made the air explode, sending rings of white vapor scattering in all directions.

A thick green tree was grazed by a Fist Seal, and its bowl-wide trunk violently exploded.

Amidst a shower of splinters, the thick tree crashed to the ground with a loud CRACK, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"It’s you."

Amidst the swirling dust, Luo Qianshan caught his opponent’s Fist Seal.

His brow furrowed as he stared at the black-clad leader. Though his opponent had deliberately altered his techniques, there was no mistaking that familiar style.

"Heh heh."

Lei Wanjun let out a cold laugh, no longer bothering to conceal his identity.

Using the cover of the swirling dust, his Qi Flame erupted, transforming him into a silver-blue bolt of lightning.

He threw a fierce punch straight at Luo Qianshan’s heart.

BOOM!!

Their Fist Seals collided, but Luo Qianshan held his ground.

The brown-hued Qi Flame of the Golden Stone Fighting Skill bloomed from his body. An intangible heat made the surrounding air twist and tremble, as if unable to bear the strain.

The concrete wall to their side began to crack from the aftershocks, the fissures spreading with an audible crackle. Then, as the two Superpower Level Martial Artists exchanged blows with all their might, the wall took a direct hit and exploded into fragments.

BOOM!!

Shards of brick sprayed through the air, and clouds of dust swirled everywhere.

The two fought as they retreated, quickly moving their battle elsewhere and disappearing from the grounds of the boxing hall.

Like two humanoid Beast Kings locked in combat, they caused a massive commotion in the streets farther away.

Witnessing this and recalling Luo Qianshan’s old injuries, Zheng Wu and the others all had a bad feeling and wanted to help.

However,

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

the other three men in black quickly fanned out and charged them.

The disciples of Jinshi Boxing Hall tried to step forward and face the enemy, but with the exception of Luo Yan, they were all defeated in just one or two moves.

BANG!!

After taking a palm strike head-on,

Zheng Wu slid back several steps, his face pale and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

His right arm, which was covered in a white, ash-like energy, hung limply. It was clearly broken.

He was still stuck at the peak of the Professional Level, unable to break through the barrier to the Elite Level.

"So weak."

The black-clad person attacking him appeared to be a woman. Her eyes were mocking as she deliberately taunted him.

Farther away, the two Elite Level fighters ganging up on Luo Yan wore similar expressions as they attacked in sync, one from the front and one from the back.

BANG! BANG!!

Luo Yan’s expression was grim. His arms coated in white, ash-like energy, he blocked their killing blows from both sides with a fist and a palm.

"Hah!"

With a sharp cry, a brown light swirled madly around his body, and he instantly entered his Copper Skin state.

His energy erupted, and he simultaneously reinforced his body with Iron Bones.

Although it couldn’t compare to the Rock Martial Skill, it still granted him a temporary defensive boost, allowing him to clash head-on with both opponents.

"A little interesting."

One of the attackers, a slim man in black, sneered as his own energy erupted. His arms were suddenly covered in a silver, flowing light.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!!

His speed skyrocketed, and he became a blur of afterimages surrounding Luo Yan.

He unleashed a continuous stream of fists and palms, making the air crackle. Each blow slipped past Luo Yan’s guard and landed squarely on his body.

Luo Yan’s face grew visibly flushed, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He wanted to counterattack, but the other assailant—a short, stout man in black—possessed astonishing strength. Each of his punches, seemingly empowered by some special Martial Skill, carried over two tons of force as he relentlessly hammered away at Luo Yan.

BANG! BANG! BANG!!

Forced to raise his palms to defend, Luo Yan could only barely parry the blows. He was driven back step by step, quickly losing ground under the pincer attack and gradually sustaining injuries.

Seeing this, the faces of the other boxing hall disciples turned pale. They clenched their fists, filled with despair and anger.

They wanted to intervene but were powerless to help. Some were already on the ground, struggling but unable to rise.

BANG!!

Fist and palm collided once more.

Zheng Wu slid back several more steps, retreating all the way to the entrance of the training hall.

Both of his arms, coated in the ash-like energy, now hung limply at his sides. Blood streamed from his mouth, and his eyes were completely bloodshot. Only by gritting his teeth did he manage to remain on his feet.

Staring deathly still at the approaching figure, he refused to retreat. Instead, he barked at the disciples behind him, urging them to flee.

"Tsk, tsk. How noble."

The tall, black-clad woman approached with a leisurely, cat-like gait.

Seeing how Zheng Wu was ready to sacrifice his life to buy his fellow disciples a chance to escape, her eyes filled with scorn. As she drew closer, she casually flicked her hair and taunted, "People like you are a rare sight these days."

"But what a pity."

SWOOSH!

Her energy erupted, and in an instant, she closed the distance and appeared right in front of Zheng Wu.

Then, as he stared in shock and disbelief,

she formed a sword finger with her right hand and thrust it straight toward the center of his brow.

"Too weak."

"Killing you is as easy as killing a chick—"

BOOM!!

Suddenly, a vicious gust of wind slammed into her, causing her pupils to contract.

A deadly chill inexplicably shot through her heart, and goosebumps erupted all over her skin.

The black-clad woman’s eyes widened, and she tried to change her move to dodge.

But,

THWACK!

her head was instantly grabbed and smashed against the concrete wall.

It burst like a watermelon.

Fresh blood splattered across the wall.

Hot, dark-red blood flowed across the ground. Zheng Wu, still standing in the same spot, stared wide-eyed.

His gaze filled with shock and disbelief. He was momentarily stunned as he looked at what was in front of him.

He saw a figure wearing a black trench coat and a cartoon cat mask.

The figure had taken the black-clad woman’s place and now casually tossed her corpse aside.

Before Zheng Wu could even react,

WHOOSH!!

THUD! THUD!!

Two muffled thuds echoed as the two Elite Level men in black froze mid-motion.

One man’s neck snapped, his head twisting a full one hundred and eighty degrees.

The other’s heart was obliterated, and he collapsed, bleeding from all seven orifices.

"This..."

Luo Yan’s eyes went wide in disbelief.

The man in the black trench coat and cartoon cat mask had a slim build that didn’t match anyone he knew.

But this level of skill, this burst of power and speed far surpassing the Elite Level...

"You are..."

WHOOSH!!

Without answering, Lu Chao vanished on the spot.

In a matter of seconds, he had leaped out into the streets beyond the boxing hall.

Explosions echoed from deep within a distant alley. It was clearly the two Superpower Level fighters, their battle moving farther and farther away.

His eyes were ice-cold. His feet pounded the ground, each step a burst of power that amplified his speed.

’Lei Wanjun...’

The opportunity had finally come. Killing intent surged within Lu Chao.

’Since I’m leaving Ring City, I might as well resolve all of the boxing hall’s lingering feuds and threats. No loose ends.’

’My feigned departure was just a show. The real goal was to lure the snake from its hole—to get Lei Wanjun to leave the restricted inner circle so the Biotechnology Company wouldn’t notice.’

’I thought the plan might fail, but I didn’t expect him to lose his patience first.’

’In that case...’

WHOOSH!!

Instantly, his figure shot forward like a bolt of lightning, rapidly closing the distance to the Superpower-Level battlefield.

Lu Chao locked his eyes on the moving figures in the distance, becoming little more than an afterimage as he shot toward them!