The elixir concocted by Young Master was indeed very effective. Half of his severe injuries were healed in the blink of an eye. Although the elixir couldn't play its best role because Nicholas kept adding new injuries, it could still save his life for a short period of time.
Lang Kui thought to himself. His eyes shone with an astonishing light as he continued to stumble forward.
"Eh, something's wrong. Senior Brother has used so many Lightning Punches. Even an expert who is half a step into the Divine State shouldn't be able to hold on, let alone the Divine State monkey who is only at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm."
Perhaps it was because Augustus was afraid of Lang Kui. When he found out that Lang Kui had persisted until now and hadn't fallen, he felt a little uneasy.
"Well, this yellow monkey is really tough. He can take a beating. But that's good. Otherwise, how can I play with him?"
Although Nicholas also felt that Lang Kui's vitality was surprisingly strong, he didn't take it seriously. He was immersed in the pleasure of torturing Lang Kui and teased him indifferently.
"Let's kill him quickly. I feel that there's something strange about this guy."
Augustus suggested with a frown. Seeing that Nicholas had a disapproving look on his face, he immediately advised earnestly, "Don't forget, according to the situation detected by the high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, there are more than 1,000 people attacking this place. If these 1,000 people have the strength of this Chinese monkey, we'll be in big trouble."
"More than 1,000 people at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm? Do you think that's possible? "
Nicholas squinted at Augustus and looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
What a joke. It was hard to say whether the entire United States could gather 10 experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. Even if there were many ancient martial artists in the Divine State, it was impossible to gather more than 1,000 people at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm. No, it was even impossible to gather more than 1,000 experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm, let alone those at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm.
Augustus was stunned. He knew that he said something stupid. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm just worried. After all, there are more than 1,000 people attacking Area 51. Even if there are not so many people at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm, if there are two or three of them, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat them. "
"Do you think Saint Martial Arts Realm experts are as common as cabbages? It's already difficult enough for one of them to be at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm. How could there be a second one? Besides, even if there are Saint Martial Arts Realm experts, as long as they aren't at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm, they are just ants to us."
Nicholas said proudly.
Augustus also knew that what he said was the truth, but the uneasiness in his heart still made him advise, "Don't forget, our target this time is the Divine Prefecture Dragon King. Since the Divine Prefecture Dragon King can be called the God of War, I'm afraid his strength is not weak."
"Augustus, I think you're scared out of your wits. The Dragon King of Shenzhou is called the God of War only because he is good at military strategy. Maybe he knows some martial arts, but how strong can he be? "
Nicholas said with a face full of disdain. He casually punched Lang Kui with a spirit energy fist, causing him to stagger. Then, with a look as if he had everything planned out, he said, "There's a saying in China, 'to subdue the enemy without fighting'. Do you really think I tortured him to vent my anger? I'm sure that this guy is the strongest in this group of people. When his companions see him being beaten so badly by us, do you think they will still have the courage to resist? "
"Senior brother is wise."
Augustus complimented him insincerely, but in his heart, he did not dare to agree with his arbitrary speculation.
As an ancient country with a long history, the Divine Prefecture was full of too many mysteries and unknowns. Since there was a person at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm, why couldn't there be a second or a third one?
But Nicholas entered the sect earlier than him, was older than him, and was also stronger than him.
He was his senior brother, and he had always been stubborn and self-opinionated. Although he did not agree with his view, it was not good for him to disagree with him. However, he secretly strengthened his vigilance. If the situation was not good, he would immediately escape.
"Don't worry, this group of yellow-skinned monkeys are just ants that can be killed with a wave of my hand. Only those useless people in the military have scruples and can't do anything to them."
Nicholas once again punched Lang Kui's back with a lightning fist. His voice was filled with great confidence as he said proudly, "Once we take down all these damned yellow-skinned monkeys, our Special Warfare Department's reputation will definitely soar. We'll obtain even more power of faith to strengthen our cultivation."
Augustus's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. He subconsciously licked his lips, and there was a touch of fire in his eyes.
As everyone knew, due to the difference in race between Westerners and Easterners, their physiques were also different. Therefore, even if Westerners obtained the cultivation method of Eastern Ancient Warriors, they could not practice it. They could only practice the so-called Western physical techniques.
But when the physical techniques were practiced to the extreme, they could not compare with the strength of Ancient Warriors. It would be amazing if they could practice to the SSS level at most, and they would always be suppressed by Eastern Warriors.
Therefore, for countless years, Western physical technique experts had been studying the Eastern cultivation methods, trying to find a breakthrough point so that Western Warriors could also practice the Eastern cultivation methods.
Unfortunately, it was too difficult. Many years had passed, and no one had succeeded. They had no choice but to take a shortcut and use genetic drugs or biochemical modifications to enhance their strength.
Only their master, Martial God Odin, was an amazing genius. After he had practiced his physical techniques to the extreme and was unable to make any further progress, he began to have ideas about ancient martial arts cultivation methods.
After countless years of experiments and research, Odin finally found a way to use the power of faith to replace spiritual power to practice ancient martial arts cultivation methods. Moreover, this cultivation method was faster than the cultivation speed of Eastern Ancient Warriors. As long as one had a good aptitude and enough power of faith, they would be able to break through to new realms rapidly.
This was the biggest secret of their Odin lineage, and it was also the main reason why they could advance to the Holy Martial Arts Realm so quickly and become the strongest in the world.
Therefore, Augustus's eyes lit up when he heard about the power of faith. To him, the power of faith was the best way to enhance his strength.
Of course, he knew very well that Odin, who was dedicated to martial arts, was willing to become the protector of America and even built the Special Warfare Department because he wanted to harvest the power of faith. Otherwise, why would a martial arts powerhouse care about the life and death of a secular country?
Meanwhile, the Special Warfare Department was a tool that Odin used to harvest the power of faith. He would take 80% of the power of faith that was harvested every time, and the remaining 20% would be distributed to Nicholas and Augustus.
Although the amount of Power of Faith that he could get was not more than 10%, Augustus was already very satisfied. After all, if he could successfully complete the mission this time, he would gain a massive amount of Power of Faith. 10% was already a lot.
José, who was quietly following behind them, heard their words, and the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal a hint of mockery.
A mere 10% of the power of faith could make Augustus so happy. If they knew that Odin had used all the power of faith that they had offered all these years on him, his last disciple, who knew how they would feel.
However, he knew very well that it was not because Odin was generous, but because he had reached the end of his path and could no longer rely on the power of faith to break through to a new realm. That was why Odin had used all the power of faith that they had harvested all these years on him.
To put it bluntly, he, his last disciple, was actually a guinea pig for Odin to see if he was an exception or if everyone else who had reached the same realm as him could no longer rely on the power of faith to break through to a higher realm.
In the Upper Realm.
However, Jose did not care at all. He was full of confidence in himself because even Odin was full of praises for his aptitude and talent, saying that he was a rare martial arts genius.
And he also thought so. It could be said that what he lacked now was just enough accumulation and enough experience. As long as he was given enough time, it was only a matter of time before he surpassed his teacher Odin.
It should be known that he had been secretly adopted by Odin at the age of 12. This year, he was only 24 years old. In a short period of 12 years, he had leaped from an ordinary person to a powerful person who stood at the peak of the world.
And as far as he knew, in the Eastern ancient martial world, only Night Lone Ranger of the Holy-goddess Tribe and Dragon Xiaotian of the Long family had broken through to the Sky Martial Arts Realm at the age of 25. Even then, they were known as the number one genius in the ancient martial world.
Breaking through to the Sky Martial Arts Realm at the age of 25? The number one genius?
Jose only wanted to say, "Haha, that kind of trash dares to call himself the number one genius. Then what should I, a super genius who broke through to the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm at the age of 24, be called?"
"It seems that when I have time, I have to make a trip to Shenzhou. I heard that Night Lone Ranger is a very beautiful woman, so I will reluctantly take her as a servant to warm my bed. As for that Dragon Xiaotian, I will reluctantly take him as my servant."
He was looking forward to seeing the expressions on the faces of the guys in the ancient martial world when they found out that the genius disciple whom they regarded as their hope had become his servant.
Bang!
Another Lightning Punch landed on Lang Kui's back. But this time, Lang Kui did not stagger and spit blood like before, looking like he was on the verge of death. Instead, he shot up like a cheetah and dashed into a room with its door wide open at lightning speed.
This unexpected scene stunned Nicholas and Augustus for a moment. They only came back to their senses when Lang Kui's figure disappeared from the room.
"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, how dare you fool us!"
Nicholas was fooled again and was instantly enraged. With a thunderous roar, he stamped his feet and dashed into the room like a flash of lightning.
Augustus's face was gloomy. Lang Kui's previous disguise had actually deceived them, which made him feel a strong sense of uneasiness again. Looking at the open door, it was as if a man-eating monster was waiting for him to walk into its trap.
At this moment, he hesitated. His rationality told him that the smartest thing to do was to turn around and leave. He must not go near that room.
But emotionally, he could not tolerate the cowardice and cowardice in his bones. Moreover, his senior had already gone in. It would be fine if there was any danger, but if there was no danger, escaping without a fight would be a stain that he would never be able to erase.
Perhaps there was no danger at all, and it was just his own illusion.
Augustus comforted himself, and his fear dissipated a little. He gritted his teeth and dashed into the room.
"Lang Kui, who hurt you?"
As soon as he entered the room, Augustus heard a voice that was filled with monstrous anger. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
Looking up, he realized that he was in a room that looked like a laboratory. Through the broken glass window that occupied half of the wall, he could clearly see that there was a huge arena below his feet.
However, the arena was not as he had imagined. There were thousands of people, but only a few people from China. Moreover, his targets, the Dragon King and Dragon Teeth, were among them. This made him instantly heave a sigh of relief.
The next moment, he heard Nicholas's arrogant voice. "Chinese monkey, remember my name. My name is Nicholas. I was the one who hurt this damn Chinese monkey."
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