This person was like a demonic god. His figure was extremely sturdy, and he was more than two meters tall. He was like a giant, and his entire body was burning with black flames. Even space itself seemed to be burning, and distorted ripples appeared. It was extremely intimidating, and no one dared to fight against him.
One of them was like a ferocious god. He had an arm that was covered in scarlet scales, and his entire body emitted a ferocious aura. He wore a shining armor that shone brilliantly, as if he was an undefeatable god of war.
"Boom."
Two fists collided high up in the sky, and a thunderous sound erupted from it. The sound spread in all directions and spread to every corner of the city. A strong wind also swept out. If it wasn't for the barrier that rose around the arena, a small half of the people in the square would have been killed on the spot. Even so, the entire arena shook and almost collapsed.
After the collision, Lang Ang Xiong's face flashed with pain. His Qi stagnated, but Feng Hao's expression didn't change. Instead, the thunderous sound came from his body again.
"Not good."
Lang Ang Xiong didn't have time to think why Feng Hao wasn't affected at all. He wanted to retreat.
"Hah."
How could Feng Hao let go of such an opportunity? His eyes were wide open as he shouted. His entire body was filled with energy. It was as if a dam had been opened. His fist exploded with the Ten Layers of Thunder Force. It was earth-shattering as it smashed towards Lang Ang Xiong's chest.
"Bastard."
Lang Ang Xiong knew that he couldn't dodge anymore. He clenched his teeth and his fist was covered in black flames again.
"Boom."
The two fists collided once again. At the moment of contact, Lang Angxiong's sturdy body was directly blown away by the tremendous force and slammed into the ring, causing the ground to tremble. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Feng Hao was like a maggot in a tarsal bone. He raised his fist and smashed it down, not giving him a chance to breathe. Fist after fist smashed down, causing his fist to bleed and his white bones to be exposed. He gritted his teeth in pain, but he was powerless to turn around and could only passively resist. Otherwise, if this punch landed on his body, it would be even more uncomfortable.
Lang Angxiong kept on retreating, his fists were stained with blood and looked like they were about to explode. The black flames on his body had also dimmed, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely miserable.
On the square, the Barbarians who saw this scene were petrified. All of them were dumbfounded and speechless.
Who was Lang Ang Xiong?
The Barbarian Tribe had painstakingly trained this freak for countless years. This wasn't the first or second time he had come to the Barbarian Tribe. Every time he left, the Barbarian Tribe couldn't find anyone to fight against him. They were incomparably angry, but there was nothing they could do.
But now, this freak was being suppressed by a human, and it was with pure strength.
Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. If it weren't for the fact that Lang Angxiong's fists were extremely powerful, they would have suspected that Lang Angxiong was going easy on his opponent.
The most unexpected thing was that during the first exchange of fists, the two were obviously in a stalemate. However, Feng Hao relied on his strange defense to gain the upper hand, which led to the current situation.
At this moment, the power and defense displayed by Feng Hao were extremely shocking. It had surpassed their understanding of the natural talents of strength and defense.
"Good."
No one knew who started it, but after this voice was heard, the crowd immediately boiled up.
"Good, smash him to death!"
"Hit him a little harder, smash his head and make it explode!"
"Kill this rebellious bastard!"
Each and every one of them raised their fists and roared. Their voices were so loud that it didn't stop for a long time.
They had been holding it in for too long, so long that they had already suffered internal injuries. They couldn't hold it in any longer. At this moment, seeing Lang Angxiong being suppressed like this, they were extremely happy. Even the leaders of the five great venerated tribes were cheering and laughing.
"How is this possible? Who is this person? Why does he have the Divine Beast Token?"
The elder from the Barbarian Tribe stood at the side of the stage with disbelief in his eyes. His eyes flickered, but he couldn't find an answer to any of the questions in his mind.
In order to train a freak like Lang Angxiong, the Barbarian Tribe had gone through a lot of hardships. He was very clear about this. But now, this undefeatable freak was defeated by someone without any chance to fight back. How could he accept this?
…
"Worthy of being called a freak."
While swinging his fists, Feng Hao's heart was extremely calm.
This Lang Angxiong was definitely the strongest person Feng Hao had ever met. He was even stronger than Chen Hui and Yan Jie. What made him strong wasn't just his talent in strength, but also the demonic energy from the Cerberus. This energy contained a terrifying amount of energy, one of the strongest powers Feng Hao had ever seen. If it weren't for Feng Hao's supreme physique, he definitely wouldn't be Lang Angxiong's opponent and wouldn't be able to defend against this black flame.
At this moment, Feng Hao didn't dare to underestimate Lang Angxiong anymore. One punch after another, he didn't give Lang Angxiong any time to breathe. He wanted to defeat him in one move.
"Damn it."
Looking at the layers of fists before him, Lang Angxiong's heart was filled with anger. He had only miscalculated and now he was in such a situation. This made him extremely regretful.
Who would've thought that this guy had such a strong defense?
"Bang."
KACHA!
Unable to dodge in time, Lang Angxiong's chest was hit. The sound of bones breaking could be heard and his entire body was sent flying. He landed in the distance and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His physique was also terrifyingly strong. This punch from Feng Hao could destroy a mountain, but it didn't manage to pierce through his chest. Thinking about it, his demonic energy must've tempered his physique to the point that it was as hard as metal.
"He's not dead yet."
Feng Hao was also a little shocked. He wanted to rush forward again, but a strong aura suddenly exploded from Lang Angxiong's body. He couldn't help but stop in his tracks with a serious expression.
PSSST, PSSST …
A pitch-black flame ignited from Lang Angxiong's body. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a raging fire that soared to the sky. The arena that had been strengthened was burnt black. If Fenghao had rushed over just now, he would have been in a very difficult situation. Even if this flame didn't burn him to death, it would have at least caused him to lose a layer of skin.
"Phew, …"
Seeing this scene, the elder beside the stage heaved a sigh of relief as a hint of pride flashed through his eyes.
"Do you think you've won?"
A gloomy voice came from within the black flame. It sounded like a demon from hell, causing everyone's heart to tremble.
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