Free Web NovelChapter 118: Chapter 108: Wrath (2)
Before the two even hit the ground, a phantom silhouette shot from the hole in the house. It moved with unstoppable momentum and incredible speed, landing a precise strike on one of them!
Su Xing plunged the Black Sword into Angry’s chest. Locked together, they looked like a meteor from afar, crashing into a rice paddy at a ludicrous speed.
BOOM!
A huge splash of water erupted instantly.
Countless rice stalks were flattened by the terrifying impact, as if some giant creature had suddenly stomped on them. In that instant, countless plants withered and died.
"My livelihood!!!"
"Motherfucker, that’s my family’s rice paddy!"
"What the fuck is going on?"
"Did you guys see what those two looked like?"
The onlookers who saw this burst into an uproar!
But amidst their uproar, a woman over two meters tall, with bulging muscles and wreathed in an absurd amount of flames, staggered to her feet from the ground.
At this moment, Angry’s face was composed of two different women’s faces, split down the middle. The sight was unspeakably grotesque.
Seeing this terrifying monster, the crowd of onlookers erupted into chaos. They had thought the battle was over and they could just enjoy the drama, but now it was clear that wasn’t the case at all.
Many of the more cautious people had already started to run for the hills.
But there were still some bolder individuals who figured it had nothing to do with them, that they wouldn’t be attacked, and even took out their phones to start recording.
Still others started calling the police.
However, most of the people making the calls were from the group that had fled the national highway. Their initial terror had somewhat subsided, and seeing the situation was still ongoing, they finally remembered to contact the special organization.
Beyond these groups, there were also some clout-chasing influencers who cared more about money than their own lives.
They actually kept creeping closer to the battlefield, trying to give their audience a more thrilling experience. Of course, they were still afraid of dying, so they didn’t dare get too close. Their cameras could only capture blurry, indistinct images of the two fighters.
Angry didn’t have time for these annoying gnats.
He had to kill Su Xing, and fast!
Having climbed out of the rice paddy, Angry let out a furious roar. His fist, blazing with immense flames, smashed directly down into the water!
BOOM!!!
A huge wave splashed up from the surface, but it failed to extinguish even the slightest flicker of his flames.
But his monstrous punch didn’t reach the bottom unimpeded. Instead, it was stopped dead by a small, ordinary-looking hand.
The hand was sturdy, but otherwise no different from a normal person’s. Compared to his ridiculously large, flaming fist, the difference was like that of an ant to an elephant.
And yet, this very ordinary hand held Angry’s fist fast, preventing it from moving down another inch—not even half an inch!
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT ALL!!!"
"I’m Tier Five! TIER FIVE!!! How can you possibly stop me?!"
Angry seemed to have gone berserk. Veins bulged all over his body as he roared and bellowed, madly trying to smash his fist into the water below. Flames engulfed his thick, veiny right arm. He already looked like a monster, but now he seemed even more terrifying.
And yet, for all his fury, it had no effect.
Angry’s fist didn’t just fail to move down an inch; it actually felt as if it were about to be pushed back up. An astonished look crossed his face. He knew just how much power his "Anger" Sequence was unleashing, but... for it to be...
"How the fuck is this possible?!"
Angry cried out in disbelief.
His "Anger" Sequence’s power grew with the duration of the fight and the rage in his heart. The Angry Vice Bishop was certain that he had reached his strongest-ever form in this battle—a level he had never before achieved!
Although he hadn’t reached Tier Five Peak, he was virtually invincible against anyone below it!
This only made the disbelief in his voice stronger. It was a disbelief that made his right arm begin to tremble, a disbelief that colored his voice with a hint of fear.
"You... Don’t tell me you’re not Tier Four?!"
"I am indeed Tier Four." Su Xing was completely submerged in the paddy water, holding up Angry’s fist with one hand. He stared calmly up at him, a savage killing intent radiating from his eyes. "Tier... has never been a true measure of strength. I’m just stronger than you."
’Angry’s power is indeed terrifying,’ Su Xing perceived.
’If I hadn’t raised all my sword skills to Tier Three and upgraded my "White Blade Stance" to "Qi Sword Stance," his power would have completely overwhelmed me.’
’But now...’
Su Xing’s strength now held a clear edge over Angry’s!
It was only a slight edge, which didn’t sound like much, but it was a gap that Angry would never be able to close.
’A Sequencer daring to compete in pure strength with a Martial Artist... utterly ridiculous!’
Of course, Angry had no idea what Su Xing was thinking. He just roared:
"Fucking bullshit!"
"How could a Tier Four possibly defeat a Tier Five? It’s just a Blinding Technique!!!"
Shame, fear, irritation—a cocktail of emotions intensified the Angry Vice Bishop’s rage, causing his face to twist maniacally.
’No one knew what I had to sacrifice to get this far! If I were losing to one of those old monsters from the special organization, that would be one thing. But he’s just a puny Tier Four! How can I, a Tier Five powerhouse, be losing to him like this?!’
Just as Angry was about to be consumed by his rage,
Su Xing seized the opportunity. Gripping the Black Sword in his left hand, he channeled his "Qi Sword Stance" through the blade and, timing it perfectly, lunged at Angry’s chest!
What little sanity Angry had left subconsciously registered the danger of the attack, and he instinctively raised a hand to block it!
The Black Sword pierced straight through the massive arm but ultimately failed to reach Angry’s body. Su Xing’s eyes went cold as he lashed out with his right foot, kicking at an opening in Angry’s stance.
The force of Su Xing’s kick sent Angry flying.
The two-meter-tall muscle-bound monster went airborne, his body arching as he flew, before crashing heavily onto the ground nearby. The impact created a large crater littered with shattered rock.
"Holy crap!"
"How did that guy go flying like that!"
Many of the distant onlookers cried out in shock.
A two-meter-tall man like him being launched into the air was certainly a spectacular sight.
Angry scrambled back to his feet with a roar. He grabbed a huge chunk of rock that had been shattered loose by his impact and hurled it directly at Su Xing!
WHOOSH!
The rock tore through the air with a deafening roar.
Su Xing knew exactly how strong Angry was; that thrown rock was basically a small bomb. Su Xing wasn’t stupid enough to try and tank the hit, so he naturally executed his "Flying Catkins" footwork to dodge aside.
One streamer was excitedly holding his phone, broadcasting live and providing running commentary on the Extraordinary battle.
He stared at his skyrocketing viewer count, completely oblivious to the massive rock hurtling toward him. He only snapped out of it when his viewers started frantically spamming warnings in the chat, at which point he was scared witless.
But the rock was moving too fast. He had no time to react before it slammed into him.
The streamer coughed up a mouthful of blood as his body was launched through the air, landing beside another person who was recording. He managed to force his eyes open and look down at himself.
A massive wound had been torn into his chest. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and his internal organs began to spill out. It was as if he’d been hit by a bomb.
This scene was the final straw for the crowd of bold streamers and recorders. They whipped their heads around, only to realize the other bystanders and the people from the highway were long gone, having fled to who-knows-where. A chill shot through their hearts, and they immediately turned to follow.
After Angry threw the rock,
Su Xing dodged it, closed the distance at incredible speed, and brought the Black Sword down on him in a vicious slash!
BOOM!
A terrifying shockwave erupted from the point of impact!
Angry grabbed the Black Sword with one hand and swung at Su Xing with his other fist!
Su Xing took a sudden step back with his right foot. Simultaneously, his "Qi Sword Stance" enveloped his entire body, and his figure seemed to vanish from existence, leaving no trace. This only infuriated Angry more. The flames engulfing his body blazed even higher as he roared:
"Get the fuck out here!"
