"It doesn't matter if you call me a brute, but don't you dare call this little thing a kitten! If not, the consequences will be dire!"
The muscular man raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile on his face.
The white kitten was already waving its paws around, squeaking non-stop. If Chen Xiaobei was there, he would be able to tell that the little guy was cursing again.
But he could not blame it.
The Frosty Jade Lion was called a kitten. If you were in his shoes, you would have cursed as well.
"Pfft … Do you think I'm an idiot?"
White-eyes's Mandarin was passable. "I can kill a whole car with a single slap from this stupid kitten! You better apologize for your rudeness or I will make you and this stupid kitten pay the price! "
"Apologize?"
The muscular man shrugged. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint you. I'm not a person who apologizes. I only know how to slap faces! Do you know how to slap faces? I mean slap, slap, slap! "
"Do you want to slap my face? Looks like you're tired of living! "White-eyes squinted, and his pale eyes began to glow red.
"Humph!" The muscular man grinned and said coldly, "Mutants! Red-Eyed Spiritual Form! 70000 combat power! Not only am I going to slap your face, but I'm also going to take your life! "
"You … Who are you … How did you know my secret …" White-eyes tensed up.
The American government had never announced the existence of mutants to the public. Ordinary people would never know about it, let alone know so accurately!
"Who am I? Heh, since you asked so sincerely, I'll be merciful and tell you! "
The muscular man puffed up his chest and said, "I'm Bei Xuan Faction's third disciple, Wu Aofeng! People gave me the nickname Face Slapping Little Whirlwind! "
"Bei Xuan Faction? Chen Zhufeng? What the hell? I've never heard of it! " White-eyes's face darkened, and the redness in his eyes deepened like two balls of fire.
"F * ck!" Wu Aofeng's temper flared up. "How dare you call my Sifu a piece of sh * t! I'm going to twist your head off and kick it like a ball! "
"Your Sifu? Is that Spiritual Master Zhufeng? "
White-eyes laughed disdainfully. "Heh, in this world, any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to jump out and call themselves Perfected People! He's just a clown! "
"Motherfucker!"
Wu Aofeng could not hold his temper anymore. "You have never heard of my Sifu's title before! That's because you are ignorant! If I say his real name, you'll be scared shitless! "
"Let's hear it!" White-eyes smirked, looking at Wu Aofeng like he was watching a joke.
"My Sifu's real name is Chen! Zhufeng! The Faction Master of Bei Xuan! Number one on the Heroes of War List of Huaxia! Number one on the God of War List! "
Wu Aofeng said proudly, "Let me ask you! Are you scared? "
The Heroes of War Leaderboard was a ranking for powerhouses below the age of 30, while the God of War Leaderboard was for powerhouses above the age of 30.
Moreover, these two rankings were for the secular Jianghu. They did not include the ancient sects.
Chen had crushed the martial arts competition. Naturally, he deserved to be the champion of Heroes of War.
As for the champion of God of War Leaderboard, it had always been the faction leader of Xuanjian Faction, Liu Xiyuan.
Now, Chen Xiaobei's strength was miles ahead of Liu Xiyuan. Chen Xiaobei fully deserved to be the champion of God of War Leaderboard.
Of course, only the people in Bei Xuan Faction knew about Chen Xiaobei's true strength. The outsiders still regarded Liu Xiyuan as the champion of God of War Leaderboard.
White-eyes obviously did not know the truth. After all, the intelligence from the CIA only stated that Chen Xiaobei was at the later phase of True Nirvana cultivation.
Wu Aofeng had accidentally let it slip, but White-eyes did not listen to him at all.
That was because when White-eyes heard the name of Wu Aofeng's Sifu, he subconsciously covered up all other information.
"Chen … Chen Xiaobei???"
White-eyes was shocked and said, "That's right! Phantom Rain's intelligence said that Chen Xiaobei changed his name to Chen Zhufeng and snuck into Japan! Chen Zhufeng … Chen Zhufeng … That's right! That's right! "
"What now? Are you scared now? "
Wu Aofeng grinned. "My Sifu wants your head! Even if you kneel down and call him daddy, it's useless! Today, you will die!"
"Hmph! Chen Xiaobei is just a piece of trash with True Nirvana cultivation! I can kill him in one hit! You're just his disciple! Do you think you have the right to act tough in front of me? "White-eyes was completely enraged.
"Are you going to attack me?" Wu Aofeng asked with a half-smile.
"Why? Are you scared? " White-eyes said condescendingly. "Let me use your own words against you. Even if you kneel down and call me daddy, I will still kill you!"
"Begging for mercy? Look! UFO! "Wu Aofeng suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the sky behind White-eyes.
"Idiot!"
White-eyes gave Wu Aofeng a sideways glance. "Are you a three-year-old? Do you really think you can fool me with such a childish trick … No! "
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a chill run down his spine. A gust of wind was coming at him from behind.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that a burly man like Wu Aofeng would be able to play tricks on him!
Putting on a show and turning it into reality, he really did create a 'UFO' for him!
Swoosh!
A golden shadow suddenly swooped down from the sky.
"Blood Descendant … Grand … Grand Leader?!" White-eyes turned around, almost pissing himself.
That's right. The golden shadow that descended from the sky was a transformed Blood Descendant!
Golden hair, golden wings, crimson eyes, golden pupils!
This was the appearance of the Grand Leader of the Blood Descendant!
After transforming, the Grand Leader of the Blood Descendant could unleash a speed and strength much higher than a human of the same level!
This meant that White-eyes, who only had 70000 combat power, would not be able to dodge this sneak attack!
F * ck! Wu Aofeng really set him up!
White-eyes wanted to cry but no tears came out. This UFO was really going to kill him!
"Die!"
The Grand Leader of the Blood Descendant looked old but he exuded an aura that was as firm as a rock and as cold as ice.
As he growled, the dark gray wind attribute True Kang started to swirl around him.
He held the tornado with both hands, like the God of Wind, using the sharp wind blades to tear White-eyes into pieces.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
White-eyes knew that he could not avoid the wind blades, so he did not bother dodging them. Instead, he chose to take them with his back.
At the same time, he stomped on the ground and used his own strength and the power of the wind blades to leap ten meters forward.
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