UGB Chapter 315 The King of Verbal Strength
Chapter 315 The King of Verbal Strength
Chapter 316 The King of Verbal Confidence (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the End of the Month)
The moment the silver blade slashed through the sky, time seemed to stand still. The first thing that caught the eye was the chilling silver blade light; wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited.
Wang Jinyang, who was still trying to defend himself, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice. He recognized that the voice belonged to Lu Hao!
This guy arrived really fast! The distance between Magic Martial Arts University and Nanjiang is probably over a thousand kilometers, and this guy got here in just half an hour.
Wang Jinyang looked up and saw that the masked man who had been so arrogant just moments before had been cleaved to the ground by a single blow.
Lu Hao, seizing the opportunity, aimed to finish him off. His previous strike hadn't gathered much of the power of heaven and earth; the reason he'd arrived so quickly was because he'd been using the power of heaven and earth to travel.
That's why we arrived in such a short time.
He slashed at the masked man on the ground with a knife.
The masked man also realized what was happening and, ignoring the fatal wound in his chest, desperately tried to defend himself.
The moment he saw Lu Hao, he knew he was doomed. He knew Lu Hao's record; this guy had killed almost ten seventh-rank cultivators by himself in the Nanjiang Cave. He was known as the God of War by outsiders, but internally he was called the God of Slaughter. Nobody wanted to fight against such a person. Although they were all seventh-rank cultivators, Lu Hao could kill them in just a few moves.
Looking at Lu Hao, he knew that even if he surrendered, it would be useless to do what he had done.
But he had no trump cards to turn the tide, and could only watch helplessly as Lu Hao's blade drew ever closer.
The next moment, the blade light collided with his fist shadow. Contrary to expectations, the two did not cancel each other out. The blade light cleaved through the fist shadow and rushed straight towards the masked man. The masked man had no time to defend and was blasted away again.
Lu Hao was not surprised at all. After all, he had 99% control over his Qi and Blood. Even without the power of heaven and earth, the power of that strike was equivalent to 40,000 calories of Qi and Blood, which was something that the seventh-rank opponent could not withstand.
Lu Haofei swept his spiritual power over the area and saw that the masked man was lying on the ground, unable to get up. There were two deep wounds on his chest, especially the second one, which had shattered his heart.
A seventh-rank martial artist died just like that.
Lu Hao stopped paying attention to the masked man and turned to head towards Fang Ping.
Fang Ping also has a cult martial artist at the peak of the sixth rank on his side.
Lu Hao moved in two steps and arrived at Fang Ping's side. He saw that the sixth-rank peak evil cult martial artist opposite him was desperately attacking Fang Ping, trying to escape.
How could Fang Ping let him escape? He was risking his life to stop this sixth-grade evil cult martial artist. Even if it meant death, he would keep this peak sixth-grade evil cult member here.
"Fang Ping, get out of the way! Divine Slash!"
Lu Hao shouted and slashed at the cult warrior with his sword.
With a single slash, the sixth-rank heretical martial artist was instantly cut in half at the waist.
Lu Hao descended, revealing several energy stones in his hand, which he tossed to Fang Ping for him to absorb.
"Are you still alive?"
Lu Hao looked at Fang Ping, a man barely clinging to life, and didn't know what to say. It was only because of him that he was alive; if it were someone else, they probably wouldn't have survived either.
"Thank goodness, I'm not dead, just that my physical body collapsed. If you hadn't arrived in time, Old Wang and I probably would be gone," Fang Ping said in a hoarse voice.
"It's alright. After all, you're my junior brother, so it's only right that I come to save you," Lu Hao said with a smile. If he had a camera, he would have loved to capture Fang Ping's image at this moment and make a figurine to keep at home.
After all, who could resist a golden, glittering skeleton?
Beside him, a sixth-rank heretical martial artist, half-severed, was struggling to crawl out.
"Idiot, what are you still climbing for? What are you struggling for? How far can you climb?" Fang Ping said with a sneer.
"You think you're some kind of mutated martial artist like us, having forged a semi-golden body? Don't bother. If I were you, I'd rather just end it all yourself."
"The cult will not let you get away with this."
The middle-aged man cried out in despair.
"God Cult, huh? What a crappy God Cult! I, Fang Ping, will wipe you out sooner or later. With your looks, the God Cult is probably just a bunch of trash. You dared to ambush me without even investigating properly. This is only because we're on the surface. If we were in the underground cave, you wouldn't even be able to touch a hair on my head. I'll make you run around in circles." Lu Hao, watching from the side, was also amazed. Fang Ping hadn't even resolved his own situation yet, and he was already starting to talk big. You could only say that he was a born master of empty talk.
"You sent me to assassinate me? Don't you know that Wang Jinyang and I are both from Yangcheng? And don't you know that my senior brother is Lu Hao, who can arrive at any time? I think you are also a discarded pawn. If you can kill me, that's fine. If you can't, you'll die here. Dogs fighting, it seems you've offended someone and been deliberately framed."
"No wonder I received news yesterday that someone wanted to assassinate me. I didn't pay much attention at the time, otherwise I would have sent Senior Brother Lu to ambush you. Now it seems that there is a problem with one of your own people," Fang Ping said calmly, as if it were true.
"Your cult has factions too, right? Quite a few cult warriors have died before. Now that you're dead, your faction is probably doomed. It's interesting how your own people betray each other," Fang Ping said, laughing out loud.
"You're even lying to the dead? Do you have any conscience?" A weak voice came from the side. Wang Jinyang also walked over. His face was pale, and the golden bones inside the several wounds on his body were radiating light.
"Who fooled him? I really did get a warning, but the one who warned me wasn't a good one either. They only warned me at the very end; otherwise, how would I have discovered them? Why would I have called you here? I'm probably an insider from the cult, trying to get rid of me while..."
Leave those cult fighters here too.
"Are you telling the truth?" Wang Jinyang asked somewhat vaguely, after all, he didn't know how Fang Ping had discovered the other party.
"Otherwise, they might have been staking out the place for days, and I just happened to find out at that moment?" Fang Ping said with a sneer.
"Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall Liu He Nanjiang Pill Company Zhao Zhaoyu"
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and slowly spoke. The next moment, the middle-aged man's head drooped down; he was completely dead.
"That's when he's really dead," Lu Hao said upon receiving the message from the control panel.
"This time they've really managed to con someone out of something incredible—" Wang Jinyang muttered to himself, he couldn't believe that Fang Ping had actually fooled this cult. He must have been tricked into joining the cult. "What this person said at the end might not be true, maybe it was a frame-up," Lu Hao said.
"It's alright, let's just try our luck first, and then check it out. If something's not right, we'll definitely slip up," Fang Ping said.
"Brother Wang—you're from Nanjiang, are you familiar with these two people he mentioned?"
"Deputy Director Liu and Director Zhou are from the same martial arts school, and the person in charge of the pill company should be the general manager of the Nanjiang region," Wang Jinyang said.