Blood Demon Battle Divine Body!
"His current explosive power is probably around 350,000. He can crush this low-leveled civilization. I want to see how he can take advantage of the situation!"
"Overwhelming strength is enough to crush that Foundation Establishment cultivator!"
This was the natural endowments of the Blood Demon race and one of their specialties. As one of the races that were the best at fighting in the Land, there was definitely no one who was willing to face a berserk Blood Demon who would not rest until he was dead and would not stop until he won.
"Finally, someone who's more serious." Supervisor Tsargesimon finally became slightly interested. If the Blood Demon race used their Blood Demon true form, it meant that they were going to risk their lives. What would happen to that Earthling?
"Finish this quickly!"
"Tear that Earthling apart!"
"Be careful, he's slippery. Don't give him a chance to stall for time!" The other pupils were already making a ruckus. Although they were not the ones who had been beaten up, they had been intimidated by a Foundational Stage from a level-4 civilization. No one dared to attack. Everyone felt that they had lost face.
There was no need for that group of people to say anything. On the stage, Blood Demon Bacchus had already focused all his attention on Wang Zhong. After using his Blood Demon True Form to go berserk, he was still able to maintain his calm and rationality. This was the basic requirement for entering the Heavenly Gates. Not only that, his gaze was completely different from Titan and Kuck. He appeared to be focused and intelligent. He did not even blindly take the initiative to attack.
The first two had been successfully counterattacked by the other party during their attacks. This was the other party's unique characteristic. Furthermore, his stance was very natural. After all, he was a natural celestialoid, unlike many shapeshifting races. Although they had shapeshifted and possessed the same slender limbs and physiques suitable for combat, they were not natural bodies after all. One might not be able to tell in daily life, but when it came to high-intensity battles, their various bodily instincts would betray them, causing them to be full of openings in the eyes of experts.
However, in Bacchus's eyes, Wang Zhong's stance, that natural and smooth feeling, as well as the overflowing confidence on his face and eyes, were simply flawless. It was as if no matter how he attacked, Wang Zhong would always be able to easily neutralize his attacks.
On the stage, the two of them faced each other. Surprisingly, neither of them moved. Only Bacchus' explosive spiritual power was slowly increasing at its limit.
"Why isn't he attacking?" Someone in the audience grew anxious.
"The Blood Demon's True Form is a method that consumes a lot of energy. Every second that is delayed is one second less. Isn't standing still giving the opponent an opportunity?"
"Are you deliberately going easy on me?"
The corners of bone goblin Pavaro's mouth curled up. This was someone who knew how to fight. However, it was a pity that his spiritual power was too low and was not worthy of him attacking.
"Drag him away …" The corner of Ghost Gorst's mouth also turned serious. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Previously, he was still disdainful of Wang Zhong, but the punch that dealt with the Titan caused him to take Wang Zhong seriously.
"Don't worry." Balor clearly understood his own race better. His eyes were like torches. "Bacchus is considered an expert in our race. When he accumulates his Blood Demon Power to its peak …"
Whoosh …
As if confirming Balor's words, the Blood Demon Power on Bacchus's body suddenly shook, and the energy that had been flowing in all directions stopped being released. His aura was withdrawn, and his round eyes turned vertical in that instant, revealing a ferocious glint.
"Roar!" Bacchus let out a loud roar. It was as if a gust of hot wind swept across the arena like raging flames and charged at Wang Zhong like a hurricane.
The arrogant Earthling seemed to have finally revealed a sliver of weakness. His left eye was blown by the strong wind, causing him to squint slightly. Bacchus had been waiting for this moment. At that moment, he stomped on the ground, and two small pits appeared on the hard ground from the force of his violent stomp.
Swoosh!
A blood shadow shot out like an arrow.
Wang Zhong squinted his eyes slightly, but he did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. This child here was really naive. He had merely squinted his eyes, and Bacchus had thought that he had found a flaw. However, he did not know that this flaw was just a simple method to lure the enemy.
For some reason, the vast majority of people stood on Blood Demon Bacchus's side. The middle classes in the divine territory were stable, and people instinctively resisted existences like Wang Zhong, who broke the rules. A low-leveled civilization had to have the attitude and performance of a low-leveled civilization!
As the leader of the Blood Demons in the Combat Cultivation Hall, Balor acknowledged the standards of his subordinates. Most importantly, Bacchus had revealed his true form, and Wang Zhong's weak spiritual power was not enough to break through his defenses. His only weakness had been well protected. He did not believe that this little brat from Earth could turn the tables!
Thump … Thump … Thump …
Blood Demon Bacchus took one step at a time. He was completely different from the impetuous actions of the previous two and displayed the Blood Demon race's understanding of combat. In the divine territory, it was obvious that not all races were "degenerating". Learning from the demon race meant that one was knowledgeable.
"Apex Step Technique!"
Many pupils whispered to each other. This was a combat technique of the Blood Demon race. Every step would cause one's aura and spiritual power to increase. At this moment, Bacchus was like a giant that completely crushed Wang Zhong, who was a little bug. Most importantly, this stable pressure caused Wang Zhong's nimbleness and cunning to be completely unable to be displayed.
Everyone felt a normal sense of pleasure, as if they were Bacchus at this moment. The supervisor was also smiling. This was slightly interesting. This little fellow from Earth was a little too arrogant. He liked to play around with a group of demons and not be a personal hero.
Bacchus flashed a ferocious smile, and his massive fist carried vast and surging spiritual power as it pressed towards Wang Zhong. Spiritual pressure instantly enveloped Wang Zhong, causing him to be unable to display his nimbleness. This was not truly slow, but he had grasped the rhythm.
Just this move alone was enough to crush many people present. Only those who understood this realm would understand.
At that moment, Wang Zhong seemed to have been scared stiff and completely forgot to escape. Furthermore, he did not use his previous attack tactic. He only seemed to have woken up when he sensed the spiritual pressure surging towards him. He actually unleashed a palm … GOD!
The thin and pitiful shortie was actually facing Blood Demon Bacchus head-on!
The supervisor was dumbfounded. He was going to be beaten to death. Although there was a certain casualty rate in the Heavenly Gates, if there was a death, it would be detrimental to his achievements. This … Why was a low-leveled civilization so stubborn?!
BOOM ~ ~ ~ ~
The fist and palm intersected, and Bacchus's spiritual power crushed and enveloped Wang Zhong … Everyone felt that Wang Zhong would be crushed into powder …
Pfft ~ ~ ~
This was followed by an earth-shattering wail, and the entire place was silent. In less than a second, Bacchus's massive right arm collapsed and exploded into countless pieces. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his entire body was sent flying. The intense pain caused Bacchus to continuously roll around on the ground and wail in pain.
Wang Zhong did not have any expression. He simply wiped the blood and flesh off his face without a trace of pity. The divine territory was not friendly to the Earth. If it was another Earthling, they might have been blasted into pieces. No one would care and would have disappeared like a shooting star.
However, it was a pity that he was not an Earthling that could be trampled on, nor was he a clown that others would make fun of.
His figure flashed. BOOM …
Wang Zhong stepped on Bacchus's head, causing his head to directly press into the ground. This caused this annoying wail to stop abruptly. Then, he turned around and looked at the others. Those who were swept by his gaze all moved away.
Blood Demon Balor's expression was extremely ugly. He could no longer suppress the violence in his heart. On the other hand, Gorst stopped him and shook his head slightly. It was obvious that if he attacked at this moment, he would appear flustered and exasperated, and it would lower Balor's status.
Balor's gaze was dark and cold. "I want him to die without a burial!"
Gorst smiled. "There will be time and opportunities to deal with him."
Pa pa pa pa … The supervisor was delighted. How many years had it been since he had encountered someone who was not afraid of death? How interesting!
"Very good. Three consecutive battles. Wang Zhong, you can go down. Next!"
Tsargesimon could tell that this Earthling was not simple, but he never thought that he would dare to face him head-on. He never thought that his Spiritual Energy Value would explode to such an extent. Just now, he had instantly struck out 55 palms, and the stacked power instantly destroyed the Blood Demon's defense. This kind of attack meant that this Earthling had completely adapted to the environment in the divine territory. At the same time, his body was not as weak as he had imagined. When he struck out with this kind of attack, the recoil was also shocking. However, it seemed like Wang Zhong was completely fine.
With the supervisor's words, even if Blood Demon Balor wanted to attack, he had no excuse or reason. Furthermore, looking at the supervisor's stance, it seemed like he wanted to protect that little fellow. Compared to the impulsive Blood Demon race, the Ghost race was more cunning.
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