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Chapter 791

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"Although he is our master, how is this possible?" Di Yantuo stared at Ji Hao in shock, feeling that his entire body had been numbed and frozen. Di Luolang stood beside him, murmuring in a strange tone.

All Di Family people looked at Ji Hao, as if they couldn't believe what they had just seen.

Those were a hundred Jia Clan battle kings, the most powerful one hundred battle kings of the Di Family!

However, they were sent flying back by Ji Hao, vomiting blood, as if they were as fragile as chickens. Ji Hao didn't even gasp for breath, as if he wasn't fighting at all. Instead, he seemed to be punching a group of kids like an adult.

"Ahaha, Ji Hao, well done! Smash their heads!" Man Man cheered out from the audience while wielding her pair of hammers, seeming to leap down from the arena and fight side by side with Ji Hao.

Shaosi hurriedly grabbed Man Man's hand, trying to persuade her to give up the idea of going down and making trouble for Ji Hao.

In the arena, Ji Hao crooked his finger towards those Jia Clan battle kings, who were still in shock, and growled in a deep voice, "You are too careless. Your bodies haven't stretched yet, and your powers haven't recovered to the peak state … Prepare yourselves, let's continue."

Giving a cold smile, a sphere of golden fire blazed ragingly from Ji Hao's body. He floated three inches above the ground, looked at those Jia Clan battle kings and said, "If I win, you will make a soul blood oath to serve me forever. Even your offsprings, generation after generation, will be my servants. If you win … you can go negotiate with Di Yantuo and the others! "

The group of Jia Clan battle kings turned around, glanced at Di Yantuo and the others, then began cursing in a low voice.

The tallest Jia Clan battle king gave a muffled growl. Immediately, the group of Jia Clan battle kings sat down on the ground with crossed legs, and their breaths became long and strong. Dragon-like strong spirit blood began circulating inside their bodies. Added with the medicines they had just taken, their powers had been recovering speedily.

After about ten minutes, a Jia Clan battle king leaped up from the ground.

He was the weakest among the group of Jia Clan battle kings. Therefore, he recovered to the peak state within the shortest span of time. Shaking his neck and shoulders, this Battle King raised both arms and gave a long roar. A layer of misty blood-red light suddenly flowed out from under his skin, dyeing his entire body blood-red.

On the grandstand, Di Yantuo immediately yelled out, "Master, be careful! This is the corrosive power of the Blood Moon's bloodline. When we Yu Clan people use it, it will appear as a bloodline curse. But in the hands of Jia Clan warriors, it will appear as a terrifying bloodline poison, which can cause great harm to any kind of physical body."

"Traitor!" This battle king roared out, then flashed across the air like a gust of wind and showed up before Ji Hao's face. After that, tens of thousands of afterimages of fists quickly surrounded Ji Hao.

Ji Hao remained motionless, looking at this battle king, who had been attacking with all of his power. Suddenly, he opened his erect eye and let out a thunder. From his erect eye, a golden bolt of lightning dazzled out and fiercely struck on the chest of this battle king.

The strong body of this battle king was penetrated by the lightning bolt. Along with a shrill howl, a foot-wide hole appeared on the chest of this battle king, who was over four meters tall and much taller than Ji Hao. Large amounts of golden lightning bolts danced and twisted on the wound, while wisps of golden flame lingered on the wound, burning ceaselessly. No matter how hard this battle king boosted his spirit blood and made the wound squirm and grow, the wound showed no sign of healing.

Thud! The mountain-heavy body of this battle king thudded against the ground. Ji Hao stood in front of this battle king, looking down at this twitching battle king and said in a cold voice, "You can't even take a single strike, yet you dare to attack me all by yourself?"

"Human beings, why do they have … spirit magic eyes, which only Yu Clan people have?" The ten battle kings stopped resting, stood up, and slowly surrounded Ji Hao in a semicircle. One battle king vigilantly looked at Ji Hao and said seriously, "You're weird, but under the great Blood Moon, Jia Clan warriors are never afraid of any challenge!"

Thousands of shreds of afterimages abruptly emerged. Ten Jia Clan battle kings had been swiftly circling around Ji Hao. Their bodies moved back and forth, ceaselessly changing their positions. While their silhouettes were changing, a dark hurricane abruptly enveloped Ji Hao.

That was the fierce attack launched by the ten swiftly moving battle kings. Fists, fingers, claws, elbows, countless deadly attacks were launched simultaneously. Shreds of afterimages overlapped with each other and transformed into a black hurricane that could devour everything, enveloping Ji Hao entirely.

Ji Hao chuckled and opened his erect eye, releasing a golden light that illuminated the entire sky. These Jia Clan battle kings moved extremely fast, reaching their limits. But under the gaze of the eye of Dao of sun, every single move of theirs was clearly seen by Ji Hao.

A layer of golden flame sparkled on his palms as Ji Hao quickly wielded his palms. No matter how fierce the attacks launched by the ten battle kings were, they were easily blocked by Ji Hao. When a fist approached, Ji Hao blocked it with a palm; when a finger pierced over, Ji Hao slapped it away with a palm; when a claw descended, Ji Hao drew it back with a palm; when an elbow smashed down, Ji Hao repelled it with a palm.

The golden fiery light merged into a bright area, while Ji Hao was wrapped in a golden light. Everyone could clearly see that within the golden light, thousands of palm prints were faintly visible, and the trajectories of every single palm print were clearly visible. These moves seemed to be slow, but the storm-like attacks launched by the ten Jia Clan battle kings failed to break Ji Hao's defense.

The other battle kings finished resting and silently formed into battle formations, joining the encirclement of Ji Hao one after another.

The frequency of their attacks grew higher and higher, three times, five times, ten times … The more battle kings joined the battle, the higher the frequency of their attacks, and the greater the power of their attacks. The defensive magic formation of the coliseum let out a deep buzzing noise. Streams of warm light descended from the sky, sealing the attacks launched by these battle kings inside the coliseum, without letting even a little bit of their power leak out.

At last, the most powerful battle king joined the encirclement as well. The frequency and power of the attacks launched by these battle kings suddenly reached an extremely high level.

The golden flame on Ji Hao's palms vibrated intensely, and the great impact force brought him a great pain. Even though he had just attained the body of a Divine Magus, he still suffered an incomparably great pain from the great impact force.

"Alright, the last strike!" Ji Hao abruptly growled in a deep voice.

A golden sphere of thunder-flame rolled in the erect eye between his eyebrows. Followed by a loud series of cracking noise, ninety-nine golden lightning bolts dazzled out like sharp arrows. Each of the ninety-nine Jia Clan battle kings who had been attacking Ji Hao suffered a lightning bolt on their chests. Their chests were torn apart, and a basin-sized hole was left on every single one of their chests.

Over a hundred battle kings fell to the ground while vomiting blood. They covered their chests with their hands and couldn't move anymore.

Ji Hao floated in the air three inches above the ground, coldly looking at them and said, "Follow me, or …"

The hundred battle kings glanced at each other. Facing Ji Hao's terrifying power and the fact that Di Yantuo and his people had already surrendered, the hundred battle kings kneeled on the ground with difficulty, heavily touching their foreheads to the ground, and showed the highest respect to Ji Hao.

"We, we are willing to serve you as our Lord, and be loyal to you forever!"

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