Crack! Crack! Crack!
Crack! The joints all over Feng Kaixuan's body were exploding like firecrackers. His teeth were clattering as if they were fighting.
"What!"
Cai Yu was greatly shocked. While he was hesitating whether or not he should intervene, Li Yao had already retracted his hand and extended it to him.
Cai Yu sniffed. Brutality beamed out of his eyes as he extended his right hand, too.
He had been prepared in advance. Veins were bulging on his right hand, and feeble electric arcs were flashing vaguely between his open fingers!
The two parties held each other's hands neither lightly nor heavily.
The electric arcs between Cai Yu's fingers were crushed to death by Li Yao like ants.
Cai Yu grunted. His skin all over his body suddenly turned blood red. His eyeballs bulged out, and the blood vessels seemed to be able to clone themselves. One turned into two, and two turned into four, and soon filled the entire surface of his eyeballs!
Li Yao was still smiling. He shook Cai Yu's right hand for a moment, before he retracted his hand and extended it to Liao Guohui.
Liao Guohui, who was tall and strong, was from the Combat Department. He looked like a body practitioner and a body fundamentalist. He was the strongest of the three of them when it came to fighting.
However, seeing that his two friends who were as strong as him had ended up like this, his broad back was soaked in cold sweat. He did not dare underestimate the plain-looking best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau at all. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Li Yao's right hand with his huge hands, while he bellowed, "Welcome, Master Sand!"
BOOM!
Two huge hands that were full of black hair almost drowned Li Yao's right hand.
Liao Guohui's teeth were cracking as he shook Li Yao's hand hard with a strength that almost broke his teeth.
Holding one of the guy's hands with two of his own was such a handshake that, for those who did not know what was going on, they would think that Li Yao had done a great favor for Liao Guohui. Liao Guohui was almost weeping in gratitude!
Li Yao frowned and could not help but grunt. His muscles were rigid for a moment, before he relaxed and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. Master Liao, you were too strong. I couldn't hold back. "
Liao Guohui was like a willow tree that had been struck by lightning. He froze on the spot.
Li Yao's right hand slid out of Liao Guohui's palms like a loach. He once again said solemnly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Liao. I really didn't do it on purpose. He's too strong! "
With that said, Li Yao nodded to the other two young teachers, picked up his luggage, and walked out quickly.
His figure was not tall, and he soon blended in with the rest of the passengers, and no one could tell him apart.
The explosive sounds in Feng Kaixuan's body lasted for a full five seconds before coming to an end. It was as if he had just been tortured for three days and three nights. His clothes were completely drenched in cold sweat. He barely managed to raise his hand to take a look, but his right hand was trembling violently. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't control it!
"Too, too scary. How is this a handshake? It's like putting my right hand into the mouth of a demonic beast and letting it tear it apart!"
Feng Kaixuan was still in shock. He looked at his good friend Cai Yu next to him. Only now did the crimson blood tide around his body gradually fade away. However, the right hand that had just lightly shook Li Yao's hand was swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye. It swelled to three times its normal size, and became crystal clear. It was frighteningly red, like a weird balloon.
"I, I can't feel the existence of my right hand. Is, is this guy still human? Even the Core Formation cultivators in our department aren't this exaggerated! "
Cai Yu's face was completely drooping. He looked at his right hand in disbelief.
Feng Kaixuan carefully touched his palm. He immediately let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered!
The two of them looked at each other in dismay. It was as if they were competing to see who was sweating more.
The cold wind in the starport was blowing chaotically, almost freezing the two of them into popsicles.
"Our Brother Liao is still the best!"
Feng Kaixuan gasped for breath. "As expected of someone from the Combat Department. He was actually able to clash head on with such a monster without being at a disadvantage!"
He seemed to have forgotten that Liao Guohui was holding Li Yao's hand with both of his hands.
"The best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau does have some skills. We were too careless. Thankfully, Brother Liao resisted the attack at the last moment. Otherwise, we would've been greatly humiliated!"
Cai Yu took out a spray from his pocket and applied it to his right hand carefully. A moment later, he found it strange. "Brother Liao, why didn't you move?"
Feng Kaixuan stepped forward and patted Liao Guohui's shoulder. "Right. Brother Liao, why did he apologize to you in the end? He even said that you were too strong. What did he mean? You were slightly stronger than him?"
"Don't touch me!"
Liao Guohui roared, but there was no time. Feng Kaixuan had already patted his shoulder softly.
"Huala!"
Liao Guohui's body shook. Interconnecting cracks appeared on the marble within three meters from where his feet were standing.
Below his feet, the marble had completely crumbled into powder, making him several centimeters shorter!
That was not all. As the cracks on the soles of Liao Guohui's feet exploded, countless streams of strange Zhen Qi suddenly burst out from Liao Guohui's body. The long robe he wore first bulged outwards, then expanded into a ball. Then, with a few ripping sounds, his clothes and pants exploded from the inside out, fluttering in the wind like a fairy scattering flowers. Only a few rags were left on his body.
In the chilly spring, Liao Guohui, a young teacher of the Combat Department of Flying Star University, stared at his two companions in the busy No. 6 space port naked.
The cold wind kindly covered him with a layer of goosebumps.
Feng Kaixuan and Cai Yu were dumbfounded. They stared at Liao Guohui's goosebumps as if their souls had left their bodies.
Liao Guohui's face was even more awful than when he was crying. His voice was hoarse, as if he was about to cry, as he said, "What he meant was that he was really sorry. Because I was too strong, he accidentally did not hold back …"
"Ah!"
At this moment, several passengers finally noticed Liao Guohui's anomaly and exclaimed in shock.
…
The five young refiners of the Refining Department of Flying Star University, together with Xie Anan, were holding a giant board with 'Master Sand' written on it while they looked around.
Hou Zitao's mini crystal processor even projected a 3D picture.
The man in the picture was standing on a bloody platform made of the bones of demon beasts. He was wearing a glamorous suit made of the bones and skins of demon beasts, with a colorful feather crown on his head. What was most eye-catching was the shoulder pad on his right side, where a tusk more than one meter long of a demon beast was rising to the sky, making him look domineering and brutal!
Below the helmet of demon bones was a face that couldn't have looked more rugged with whiskers. His eyes, which looked like they were about to swallow people, were too intimidating to look him in the eyes, even though it was just a picture.
"Why isn't he here yet?"
Hou Zitao stood on his tiptoes and looked around. "Such a distinctive style should've been noticed immediately!"
Xie Anan was even more scared when she saw the picture of 'Sand Scorpion, the best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau'. She quickly hid behind Long Yunxin and said, "Sister Long, are you kidding me? The Sand Scorpion I saw last time did not look like this. Is he so scary?"
"This is the suit he wore when he recruited his disciple."
Long Yunxin comforted her, but she was not so sure herself. "He shouldn't have been so unbelievably handsome on a normal day, should he?"
"Not good!"
Hou Zitao frowned. "I seem to have seen a few young teachers from the Combat Department and the Battlesuit Department. I'm told that the Combat Department includes the Battlesuit Department and the Flying Sword Department. A bunch of young teachers from the six sects of Heavenly Saints City are not convinced of Sand Scorpion's title as the best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau. They have been itching to have a competition with Sand Scorpion for a long time.
"Where is he?"
Long Yunxin and Xie Anan both looked at where Hou Zitao was pointing, only to see that Liao Guohui was wearing nothing but a few rags. He was clamping his legs as if he had been holding his bladder for two hours and was about to jump into the ground.
Xie Anan exclaimed, her apple-shaped face immediately burning red.
Long Yunxin coughed loudly. "Cough, cough. Cough, cough, cough. Isn't — isn't — isn't he Liao Guohui from the Combat Department? I'm told that he is one of the best young experts of the Furious Bears Union. I didn't know that he had such a fetish. "
While everybody was looking at each other in bewilderment, confused, Li Yao walked to them with a smile.
Before Li Yao saw 'Master Sand', he saw Xie Anan first.
The girl had crossed paths with him in the Skyhill Sword Seminar and on Iron Plateau. The two of them were quite destined to meet.
Li Yao walked to them and said with a smile, "Hello, everyone. Hello, Miss Xie Anan. I am Sand Scorpion."
Everyone was stunned, blinking non-stop.
Standing in front of them was a very plain young man. He was so plain that there was not the slightest eye-catching feature on his body.
He was wearing a gray trench coat, the sleeves of which had been torn apart because of the friction for a long time. Inside the trench coat was a sweater that was also gray and comfortable but definitely not expensive. He was wearing a pair of leather boots that were full of cracks. The only accessory on his body was a shiny watch, which was also one of the cheapest goods on the market.
Below the messy hair was a face that did not seem to have any distinguishing features. However, his face was clean, if not too clean.
At first glance, he was the most common office worker. If he were to change into sportswear, it would not be wrong to say that he was a college student!
Such a plain-looking young man was completely different from the aggressive and intimidating best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau in the picture!
Li Yao saw the picture projected by Hou Zitao's mini crystal processor, too. He couldn't help but grimace bitterly.
The picture was taken during the ceremony where he recruited Wu Mayan as his disciple. At that time, Xiong Wuji insisted that it was an unprecedentedly grand event for the Furious Bears Tribe and that the occasion was extremely exaggerated. He also insisted that Li Yao should wear a ceremonial suit made of the bones and skins of demon beasts according to the tradition of the six tribes of Iron Plateau. Even his beard had been stimulated by secret arts to accelerate the growth of his beard. He claimed that it was the only way he could look like the best expert of Iron Plateau.
Li Yao had thought that it would be the last grand event before he left Iron Plateau and that he would consider it as a morale booster for the qi-trainers of Iron Plateau.
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