Free Web NovelChapter 770: Chapter 312: Shenxiao·Dragon Transformation
It doesn’t matter now.
Anyway, the escape route is ready, now I just need to vent this anger in my heart.
"Young master!!!"
After a brief deathly silence, a roar suddenly burst from Zhang Bao’s throat.
His eyes turned blood-red instantly, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged violently.
Extreme anger and the overwhelming fear of mission failure.
Like magma, it instantly destroyed the last bit of his reason.
Zhang Shushu’s command still echoed in his ears. freewebnovel.cσ๓
But now.
Young Fourteen was right under his nose, crushed to ashes by the Thunder God like a bug!
This is not just a mission failure, but also the ultimate humiliation of his ability, Zhang Bao.
Moreover, it is a great disgrace as well as stepping on the face of the Zhang Family from the Lingxiao Association.
What "Avoid conflict"? What "Find out the reason"? What "Weigh the conditions"?
At this moment, all of it was thrown to the nine heavens!
All that remained in Zhang Bao’s eyes was overwhelming murderous intent and madness.
He knew the Thunder God was strong, the battle record on the overpass was proof enough.
But he, Zhang Bao, was also at the Peak of Third Tier! He was one of the top-tier fighters in the Lingxiao Association!
He had experienced countless bloody battles in his life, never tasting defeat!
The ten Tier Three he led were by no means novices, all were battle-hardened core elites.
Eleven Tier Threes.
One of them a peak-tier fighter with outstanding battle power.
With such a lineup against a solitary Thunder God, did they not even have the qualification to fight?!
Did they not even have the chance to avenge the young master and restore the face of the Lingxiao Association?!
He did not believe it!
But just as Zhang Bao was about to act.
Buzz... buzz... buzz..
A sudden, sharp phone vibration echoed from Zhang Bao’s body.
In this deathly oppressive environment, it was exceptionally abrupt and piercing!
Zhang Bao’s brows instantly furrowed into a knot.
At this moment... who would be calling?
Could it be Zhang Shushu?
A new instruction?
This thought flashed through his mind like lightning.
So Zhang Bao ultimately chose to extend his right hand to the inner pocket of his combat suit, intending to fetch that phone.
But...
Just as his fingers barely touched the phone case.
Before he could even fully retrieve it...
At the top of the steps.
That gold figure, which had been as still as a rock, moved!
BOOM—!!!
Without any warning!
The violent golden Shenxiao Thunder erupted like a volcano suppressed for countless years.
It erupted from Fang Qingyu’s body.
The blinding golden glow instantly illuminated the entire dark district, reflecting everyone’s faces in a deathly white.
Fang Qingyu’s figure left a golden afterimage, torn by the air in place.
The next instant.
He appeared in front of Zhang Bao as if teleporting.
The two were face to face, less than a meter apart.
Zhang Bao only felt a destructive terror pressure rushing toward him like a tsunami.
All the hair on his body stood on end at once.
A deadly omen stabbed into his brain like a steel needle!
Fast! Too fast!
He didn’t even have time to raise the thought of resistance.
All he saw was a pair of vertical eyes burning with melted gold rage, coldly locking onto him in the dazzling thunderlight.
"Roar—!"
A low growl like the roar of an ancient fierce beast exploded from Fang Qingyu’s body.
Two prominent Dragon Horns formed on either side of his head, wrapped in golden Shenxiao Thunder.
Fang Qingyu’s right fist, wrapped in violently jumping golden arcs, boldly punched toward Zhang Bao’s chest without any embellishment.
Simple, direct, violent!!
Zhang Bao’s face turned pale instantly under the glare of the thunderlight!
Fortunately, countless times on the edge of life and death, or Xia Li’s experience.
And at the crucial moment of life and death, the survival instinct overwhelmed all distractions.
"Heh—!!!"
A furious roar erupted from Zhang Bao’s throat.
All the blood energy in his body was ignited like a powder keg.
Recklessly burning and erupting.
Blood energy smokescreen spurted explosively from every pore on his body.
Quickly gathering in front of him.
BOOM—!!!!
Fang Qingyu’s fist, wrapped in golden Shenxiao and the Power of the Cyan Dragon.
Unpretentiously, fiercely smashed onto the wall of blood energy condensed by Qi Blood. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Time seemed to freeze at this moment for a fraction of a second.
CRACK—!!!
A cracking sound that made one’s scalp tingle.
Like glaze struck by a giant hammer.
The blood energy condensed in front of Zhang Bao was instantly dispersed by this punch.
Under Fang Qingyu’s fist.
It couldn’t even hold for a second.
The next instant.
The blood energy exploded like a detonated bomb, blasting into blood mist in the sky.
The violent impact force poured relentlessly into Zhang Bao’s chest.
SPURT—!
Blood gushed from Zhang Bao’s mouth like a fountain.
He felt like a high-speed flying iron mountain had collided head-on with him.
The protective Qi Blood was torn like paper.
His sternum groaned under the unbearable weight.
His burly body flew backward like a broken kite.
His feet off the ground!
Flying back rapidly.
The speed of it left a chilling afterimage in the air!
Bang! Bang! Bang!...
His feet were like uncontrolled plowshares, deeply embedded in the hard concrete ground.
Stones mixed with soil shot out backward like bullets!
Dragging two terrifying trenches behind him, stretching over a hundred meters long.
Finally crashing into the wall of a three-story small building on the street side.
BOOM!
The wall was forcibly smashed into a huge depression, spiderweb-like cracks spreading instantly.
Zhang Bao’s body slid down from the cracked wall like mud.
One knee on the ground, one hand desperately clutching the sunken chest, the other supporting the ground, trying to stabilize his body.
Blood flowed continuously from his mouth like a stream, dripping onto the cracked ground beneath him.
