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Chapter 780

Words:2123Update:22/06/17 23:45:19

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"What the hell?!" Wang Baole was taken aback. He looked suspiciously at the young man in front of him and retreated to avoid the handkerchief. He was worried that the handkerchief might be a powerful Magical Artifact that could cause devastating damage to him if he was caught off guard.

The way the young man had appeared was too strange. At the same time, the sphere of light containing the five planets that had disappeared had given Wang Baole too much of a sense of crisis. Therefore, he was fully focused and vigilant. His instincts told him that this person was different from Zhuo Yixian. Although Zhuo Yixian had also been teleported out from this place, the young man gave him an even stranger feeling.

After all … although Wang Baole had never done something like using a handkerchief to paralyze the opponent and then suddenly attacking with a killing blow, he was no stranger to such things. Putting himself in the other person's shoes, he felt more and more that this young man was dangerous. Therefore, as he retreated, the Thearch Armor covered his entire body with a cracking sound, and his appearance changed drastically.

His tall body, ferocious appearance, the blood-red cloak that fluttered behind him even though there was no wind, and the meridians on his body looked like countless wriggling red snakes. At this moment, Wang Baole's murderous aura was monstrous, and he was like a demonic god who had descended from the heavens.

"Who are you?!"

Due to his vigilance, his gaze was incredibly sharp, and it brought with it a powerful pressure. The young man across from him could not help but feel his heart race. He knew that things were bad, and he instinctively took a few steps back. He even swallowed a mouthful of saliva because he was too nervous. He waved his hand and quickly spoke.

"Mortal, don't be nervous. This prince won't hurt you." When he said this, his tone was obviously weaker, and the nervousness in his eyes was obvious.

"What a good act!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed and he snorted coldly in his heart. It was one thing for this guy to have an unfathomable background, but he even pretended to be weak. If he was really just a Core Formation Cultivator, how could he be stupid enough to talk to him like that?

After all, he was a Soul Conduit!

Therefore, after a simple analysis, Wang Baole's intuition told him that this young man was definitely not a Core Formation Cultivator!

He had learned this trick when he was three years old. Therefore, Wang Baole did not let down his guard. Instead, he became even more solemn, and his voice was filled with killing intent.

"You're not going to tell me? Fine … "A cold light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He raised his right hand and suddenly formed a seal. He pointed at the young man, and a dazzling light suddenly erupted from his fingertip. It formed a wave of light that engulfed the young man.

At the same time, Wang Baole fell back, trying to put some distance between them, just in case. At the same time, the young man let out a bloodcurdling scream. He struggled to get out of the way, but it was too late. The wave of light slammed into him.

Amidst the rumbling, the young man let out a miserable shriek as he tumbled backward several dozen paces. His face twisted as he roared at Wang Baole.

"Damned mortal, how dare you!!"

He roared. "How dare you attack me! Y-y-you … you piece of trash! How impudent! Don't you know how great of an honor it is to clean my shoes?!!"

Wang Baole's pupils constricted when he saw that the young man, who had taken the brunt of his attack, was only sent tumbling backward. But then, he heard the young man's furious roar, and his face twitched involuntarily.

Honestly … the young man's words were really asking for a beating. Wang Baole felt that either the young man had some real skill, or he was a complete idiot. Regardless of whether it was the former or the latter, Wang Baole couldn't hold back any longer. His body flickered, and he appeared directly in front of the young man. He lifted his right foot and kicked the young man in the stomach.

There was a loud bang, and the young man screamed again as his body flew backward and crashed into the wall beside him. After he fell, he wailed even more miserably, and he was on the verge of tears. However, it was obvious that there were no injuries on his body. It was obvious that his wailing was more of a physical pain.

"In my empire, even Planet-Grade cultivators would line up to clean my shoes. You are just a puny Soul Conduit. Not only did you reject me, but you actually dared to hit me!!" The young man was filled with grief and indignation as tears welled up in his eyes. He roared at Wang Baole in a heart-wrenching manner.

Wang Baole's eyes widened when he heard his roar. At the same time, based on his observations, he could tell that the young man's cultivation was indeed at the Core Formation realm. However, his physical body was extremely strange, and he seemed to have a strong immunity to Wang Baole's mystic arts. However, his reaction to pain seemed to be more intense.

This contrast made Wang Baole narrow his eyes. Just as he was about to test and confirm, the young man's anger seemed to have reached its peak due to the pain in his body, and he roared.

"Puny Soul Conduit, you are just an old servant in my eyes. Old servant, do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?! "

Wang Baole was a little angry when he heard that he, the future president of the Federation, had been called an old servant. He moved forward again and used a foot technique that he hadn't used in a long time to kick the young man's lower body.

"Daddy will let you know who your father is today!" As Wang Baole spoke, there was a loud bang, and the young man's wailing increased by several octaves. It reached an earth-shattering level. He covered the area where the pain was coming from with both hands and jumped up.

However, this wasn't the end of the test. The moment the young man jumped up, Wang Baole raised his right foot again and kicked him again. This time, he kicked him seven or eight times in a row!

"You want daddy to clean your shoes?

How dare you yell at daddy? "

"You have no respect for your elders. How dare you order your daddy around?"

"You unfilial son. How dare you call daddy an old servant?" The more Wang Baole spoke, the angrier he became. With every sentence, he kicked the young man. The young man's wailing reached its peak. Anyone who heard it would feel as if they had experienced it themselves. They would even tremble uncontrollably.

However, all this was just Wang Baole's appearance. In fact, he was still vigilant in his heart. He narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the other party's reaction. In the end, when he confirmed that there was no doubt, the young man's face contorted in pain. He roared until his voice was hoarse, and he raised his hand to point at Wang Baole.

"Old servant, I am the prince of the Black Earth Empire! The only prince! In the future, I will inherit the empire and rule over tens of thousands of galaxies. How dare you humiliate me like this! I will execute you, destroy your civilization, and exterminate your entire family! "

Wang Baole's eyes widened. He was skeptical of the young man's words. However, he felt that if the other party was really that powerful, how could he only be a Core Formation realm cultivator? However, this person's body was indeed a little strange.

However, since he had already beaten him up … especially since the young man's mouth was so foul that he couldn't get over it unless he beat him up. The most delightful thing was that this person could withstand beatings but not pain. For Wang Baole, who liked to beat people up, this was the best of the best.

Therefore, Wang Baole glared and raised his right hand to grab the other party's outstretched finger. He skillfully twisted the joint and snorted coldly.

"Exterminate my ass. I'm the emperor of the Great Divine Eye civilization. Who doesn't know how to brag? Hurry up and call me daddy!"

Instantly, the young man's face turned green. He seemed to have lost all strength in his body and almost fell to his knees. He wailed incessantly, but his arrogance didn't diminish in the slightest. He continued to shout as he wailed.

"Hurry up and let go! Ah ah ah … You damned old servant. My father will definitely search the entire Star Domain for me. Ah ah ah ah ah … Let's talk things over. Ouch ouch ouch … It's not too late for you to kneel and beg for mercy now. I'll let bygones be bygones and give you a chance to clean me up …

"Be grateful, old servant!"

When he heard the young man's words, Wang Baole was moved. He wasn't shocked by the other party's words, which he didn't know whether or not he was bragging. Instead, he was shocked that this person could still be so arrogant at this point.

"Looks like I haven't used my technique for a long time. I'm a little rusty …" Wang Baole was deep in thought. He raised his right foot and kicked the young man's lower body again at lightning speed. He grabbed the young man's hand and made it impossible for him to dodge. Then, he kicked again and again …

In the end, the young man's face turned completely green. He realized that his screams, wails, and arrogant threats were all useless. Furthermore, the area where he was kicked was showing signs of pain seeping through. This made his heart tremble violently. He gritted his teeth and used his trump card!

"Daddy, stop hitting me. Daddy, I was wrong. I was really wrong!"

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