Apex War God - Chapter 62
Han Wuqing did not walk or run toward Yang Wu but jumped like a zombie. However, the speed and height he jumped exceeded an ordinary zombie’s. His arms were like divine weapons, slashing at Yang Wu in anger. As he did so, they formed two rays of azure light that drove Yang Wu to the ground.
Yang Wu raised his gaze, battle hunger writ across his face. He repeatedly thrust his crowbar, drawing rays of light as it smashed toward his opponent.
The crowbar was like a hurricane, a chaotic storm of arrows raining down. His Profound Energy projected over seven meters, comparable to the range of an Inferior Grade General.
Yang Wu’s Rainstorm Spear Art had reached Perfection, and he executed it flawlessly, believing it was enough to destroy Han Wuqing.
Unfortunately, that was not the case. Han Wuqing disregarded these attacks and extended his arms, receiving each attack with ease. Besides some marks on his arms, he weathered the attacks unharmed—proof of his greater strength after the human-corpse transformation.
Yang Wu had not expected Han Wuqing to take on his attacks like this and remain unscathed. He couldn’t help exclaiming, “How can this be?!”
Before he could retreat, Han Wuqing grabbed him by the neck and tried to bite his shoulder.
“Disgusting thing, get off me!” Naturally, Yang Wu would not allow Han Wuqing to bite him. The young man frantically absorbed water-attributed Profound Energy into his body from the ground he stood on. This pressure, combined with the effects of continuous battles, resulted in two acupoints opening instantly. Nascent Profound Essence from the peach pit surged violently, allowing him to burst out with great strength. Then he savagely smashed his knee into Han Wuqing’s lower abdomen.
Boom!
This collision should be sufficient to destroy Han Wuqing’s lower abdomen, at the very least.
However, reality did not match Yang Wu’s expectations. The collision knocked Han Wuqing into the air, but his abdomen remained intact, and his hands still clutched Yang Wu’s neck. Only his jaw had slowed down.
Yang Wu frowned and landed successive knee strikes, determined to rid himself of the Zombie.
However, Han Wuqing maintained his suffocating grip on Yang Wu’s neck. His nails even pierced Yang Wu’s cicada armor and stabbed into the flesh of Yang Wu’s neck to choke him to death.
Sooty rushed out and bit Han Wuqing’s arm, but he disregarded the little dog’s efforts. After his corpse transformation, his arms were hard like steel; it was impossible for the puppy to hurt him.
Or so he thought. This little black dog’s fangs were incredibly sharp. When it bit his arm, they were like razor blades; azure-tinged blood spurted out.
Without waiting for Han Wuqing to react, Sooty jumped to his other arm and bit again. He failed to shake the little dog off in time and also lost his other arm.
The moment Yang Wu broke free, he concentrated all his strength into his crowbar and fiercely swept it across Han Wuqing’s lower abdomen. His Nascent Profound Essence surged out like billowing waves and slammed into Han Wuqing’s lower abdomen.
Han Wuqing’s corpse transformation was considered subpar, but he could still handle the force from an ordinary Inferior Grade General. However, Yang Wu had already mobilized all his strength for this blow; even a Medial Grade General would find it challenging. Naturally, Han Wuqing could not withstand the attack.
Once the attack succeeded, Yang Wu no longer held back, yelling, “You disgusting fellow, what’s the use of keeping you around? Die!”
Yang Wu sensed that Han Wuqing was the kind of evildoer who would not hesitate to kill and might even eat another man. Although the young man was not particularly righteous at heart, he hated Han Wuqing from the depths of his soul. That was why he no longer had reservations, resolving to wreck him.
Shi Lengmei had wanted to make a move, but when the little black dog glared at her with its teeth bared, she stood still.
Bang! Bang!
Filled with a domineering Profound Energy, Yang Wu’s crowbar smashed Han Wuqing’s body ruthlessly again and again. He had already lost his arms, and the relentless attacks destroyed his body.
The prisoners around watched helplessly while gulping in fear, intimidated by Yang Wu’s strength. Had they tried to swarm him, they would have died without question.
On the other hand, Ai Feili, the number one boss, was calm and collected. Once upon a time, he had also possessed that kind of combat power. Unfortunately, he had regressed to a lower realm and was unlikely to regain his peak.
“This truly brings back the good old days!” Ai Feili sighed to himself softly.
He was known as a womanizer, but he had only ever been with women who gave themselves to him willingly and had never used force or violence in his conquests. He believed one should gather one’s rosebuds while one could, and he had done nothing wrong. It was just that the last rosebud he had picked was a newly married wife of a court official, and the issue became a serious matter that warranted a high-profile arrest. It had taken the authorities thirteen attempts at ambushing him before they succeeded.
Even now, he had no regrets for his actions. He only felt sorry for that delicate woman who had died because of him.
He remembered that when he was captured, that woman had proclaimed boldly that she did not regret spending the night with him. This proclamation had cost that woman her life, as that prosperous, corrupt official had beheaded her.
Zombie Han Wuqing perished!
Yang Wu’s crowbar hung low on the ground as sweat dripped down his face. His mouth opened and closed as he panted, obviously fatigued.
No matter how incredible or mystical Yang Wu’s Profound Art was, maintaining his top form after such a battle was difficult.
However, given some time, he would recover quickly.
Yang Wu looked back at Shi Lengmei and said, “Why don’t you attack? Are you going to admit defeat?”
Shi Lengmei chuckled, “Hehe! That’s right. I admit defeat. But if you want Scarlet Steel Rock, you have to ask Boss Ai first. If you can defeat him too, I will personally hand over my Scarlet Steel Rock.”
Finishing, she deftly returned to Ai Feili’s side as if in deference to him.
Ai Feili shook his head and sighed, “Little Ugly Girl, this is a little unfair.”
“Boss Ai, you are the number one boss of this alliance, so you take care of this. This brat is too problematic. I don’t want to follow in the Zombie’s footsteps!” Shi Lengmei said.
“My leg is already lame!” said Ai Feili.
“But you still have one leg that is sound!” Shi Lengmei responded.
“It is a shame you are a disfigured woman. If you weren’t disfigured, I truly could not let you go!” Ai Feili finished with an irrelevant response, then walked toward Yang Wu, dragging his lame leg.
Yang Wu remained silent, focusing all his effort on circulating his Supreme Nine Profound Art in the Dragon Turtle Water Suppression Stance. He watched the number one boss with extreme caution, not daring to underestimate the strength of this lame, middle-aged man. Just the fact that he could advance slightly over three meters with each step on his crippled leg was enough for Yang Wu to take him seriously.
“I’ll give you an hour to recover. I’ll send out one attack at you after that. If you can handle it, I’ll give you the Scarlet Steel Rock. If you don’t, well…then die!” Ai Feili said gracefully when he was five meters from Yang Wu.
“One hour is enough for me to return to my peak state. Do you really dare to make this bet?” Yang Wu asked.
“Cut the nonsense! I was once a General. Even if I have now regressed, my strength is still more than enough to deal with you, who is not even a Superior Grade Warrior. Don’t think you’re all that just because you can fight above your realm!” Ai Feili said sternly as he finally showed a trace of the number one boss’s prestige.
Yang Wu reared his head back and laughed. “You’re mad enough, but you are no longer in the General Realm. I can defeat you in one blow with the strength I have left.”
Saying so, the young man headed toward Ai Feili. His profound art circulated at maximum, compressing his energy more and more. He wanted to end the battle with one decisive move.
It was to his advantage that Ai Feili had given him an hour, but he disdained to take it. Since he had resolved to walk the path of a warlord of death, he had to temper himself in the face of death. Every battle would end with either his opponent’s death or his. And it was only through rebirth from the ashes of death that he could break through to a higher realm. This was what he required of himself.
Ai Feili frowned and said, “Boy, you don’t know your strength!”
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At this, he began accumulating energy, and gray Profound Armor adhered to his body. This was only semi-Profound Armor—it was not complete—only slightly better than Yang Wu’s cicada armor, but Ai Feili’s strength was evidently extraordinary.
Yang Wu’s pace slowed as he approached Ai Feili, but his aura kept strengthening. A faint image of a dragon turtle appeared behind him. Light-blue, water-attributed Profound Energy surrounded him and finally gathered within his arms. At this moment, he had drained the energy of the peach-pit dantian and was ready to strike the final blow!
As Yang Wu got closer and closer, Ai Feili’s expression finally turned solemn. He could see Yang Wu’s realm by observing Yang Wu’s energy, but when Yang Wu exerted all his strength, Yang Wu appeared to have transformed into a dragon turtle. That awe-inspiring aura was no less than a General’s. Yang Wu was truly a genius who could battle well above his realm.
Some people were probably afraid of this proud talent, so they sent him off to prison. What a shame! Ai Feili sighed softly to himself, his hands forming seals as he circulated gray Profound Energy. A sudden gust blew around him, and his sound leg stood straight while his lame leg swung forward slowly. All at once, the image of a leg appeared and grew three meters, six meters, ten meters!
Profound Energy projecting ten meters and thirty cauldrons of strength—this rivaled the combat prowess of a General. This was Ai Feili’s true strength.
“One move to determine the winner!” Yang Wu’s blood boiled in his body, and his fighting spirit was at its peak. He had forgotten his fatigue from the previous battles and only saw the power of the kick before him. Holding his hands in the dragon turtle stance, he shot forward wildly.
Yang Wu was like a dragon turtle standing above the river, howling at the sky. He felt like he could fly.
This feeling was like when he first encountered the Dragon Turtle Sea Flipping Art. After facing death and emerging victorious, he now had a feel for the Dragon Turtle Sea Flipping Art.
The dragon turtle emerged from the sea, and the river’s waves billowed.
The lame leg kicked out as if no longer lame, with shockingly sharp Profound Energy. It clashed with the dragon turtle without any frills, just a pure and solid impact.
Boom!
Blue and gray Profound Energies collided in a thunderous explosion. Rolling shock waves burst through the air. Sand and gravel slagged, leaving a deep pit in their place.
A figure fell to the ground, and blood spurted into the sky.
