The Seventh Prison District.
The mountains here were steep and rocky, overgrown with weeds, and prison slaves were everywhere.
At the entrance, a young man holding a crowbar was surrounded and beaten by a group of prison slaves. The scene was very lively.
"Get rid of this kid. We can't let him survive in the Seventh Prison!"
"If we can't beat this little bastard to death today, our Seventh Prison will become the joke of the other prison districts in the future."
"Damn it. He's too fierce. We can't stop him at all!"
"Ah, my hand is broken. It's broken!"
…
Many prison slaves kept screaming. They were angry and frightened. No matter what, they couldn't stop this young man's footsteps.
The young man's body was suffused with a faint layer of profound energy. The armor was like a cicada's wings, forming a natural defense and blocking the damage of many attacks.
Xuan Qi floating around one's body was an ability that only warriors could achieve. However, this young man had become Chanyi and was already showing signs of becoming a Xuan Armor. This was definitely an ability that only top-notch warriors could possess. Warriors of other ranks would not have such an ability.
This young man looked to be only 28 years old, but he already had such a shocking realm?
In fact, this young man was only at the Intermediate Warrior Realm.
The young man was like a fierce tiger. He held the crowbar in his hand, and the more he fought, the braver he became. Rays of profound light burst out from the crowbar, and no one could get close within three meters. They were all surging with a momentum that swept in all directions.
"Come, you're nothing but chickens and pottery dogs in this viscount's eyes!" The blood in Yang Wu's body was surging. He felt that there was a kind of battle-thirsty blood in his body that stimulated his fighting spirit, making him incomparably enjoy the feeling of letting go of his limbs and fighting with all his strength.
"You dwarfs dare to be impudent in front of this viscount? Lie down for me."
"Hurry up and call your black gorilla over to submit. I might spare his life. If not, you'll end up like him!"
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Blood splattered everywhere, and profound energy surged. It was truly domineering to the extreme.
Yang Wu's berserk state was like a god of war. It was truly ferocious.
Now, the Peach Core Dantian in his body was constantly spewing out multicolored light, and his profound Qi seemed to be inexhaustible. While it was constantly providing him with combat strength, it was also repairing his injuries. That kind of pain only increased his bloodlust and fighting spirit.
The reason why Yang Wu could have so much energy support was not only because of the magic of the peach pit, but also because of the Supreme Nine Mysteries Formula and the Dragon Turtle Water Suppression Stance. Every time he took a step, the water Xuan Qi from underground would rush into his foot acupoint and be quickly absorbed by his Dantian. That was why he could have such an endless supply of energy.
With the release of his full strength, several more acupoints in his body, which had only opened 51 acupoints, were instantly opened, reaching a total of 55 acupoints in one fell swoop. These newly opened acupoints were mainly gathered in his arms, greatly increasing the strength of his arms, and the explosive power of his arms became even more terrifying.
At the same time, he used this big battle to make the Torrential Storm Spear Art even more proficient. Every move reached the stage of great success in one fell swoop, and was only one step away from perfection.
No battle skill could be achieved through cultivation alone. Only in actual combat could one accelerate the use of battle skills.
"Get out of the way, you pieces of trash. Let me cripple him!" A loud and clear voice suddenly rang out, and a loud shout came from afar.
After many prison slaves heard this voice, they quickly dodged. They saw a short but extremely fat figure rolling over like a ball. He actually held a big hammer in his hand, and with a strong profound Xuan Qi, he fiercely smashed it towards Yang Wu.
No one was allowed to bring weapons in the prison, but there was always an exception. If the weapon was approved by the prison guards, then there was no problem.
This fat man's heavy hammer was a sharp weapon for breaking stones. He also had enough connections to bribe the guards, so he could bring it with him.
The fat man had reached the strength of an intermediate Mystic cultivator. He was one of the Black Gorilla's eight great protectors. Everyone called him Fatty Dong. His strength was incomparably overbearing.
This 《Mountain Splitting Hammer Art》 had a total of eighteen hammers, and each hammer was more overbearing than the previous one. With Fatty Dong's strength, he could only use two cauldrons of strength, but using this 《Mountain Splitting Hammer Art》 was enough to increase his strength to two and a half cauldrons of strength. If he could use it perfectly, he could even increase his strength by one cauldron. This was the importance of battle skills.
Don't underestimate the difference of half a cauldron of strength. One cauldron was equivalent to the strength of one hundred stones. Half a cauldron was equivalent to the strength of fifty stones. It was enough to crush opponents of the same realm.
Fatty Dong's hammer seemed to be straightforward, but it had the ability to break through ten thousand techniques with brute force. No matter what kind of fancy technique, it would all turn into fine powder under this hammer.
Fatty Dong knew that this young man in front of him had extraordinary strength. If he didn't use his full strength right from the start, he would be courting death.
Yang Wu faced this sudden hammer attack. He could completely see the trajectory of this hammer clearly, and could also dodge it. However, he didn't do so. Instead, he raised his palm and slapped it.
Wave Splitting Palm!
After the acupoints on Yang Wu's palms were opened, the strength of his palms was undoubtedly much more powerful. A light blue profound qi flowed from the Yongquan acupoint through the extraordinary meridians and fell into the hollow of his palms. Like a wave, a whirlpool of energy slapped towards the heavy hammer.
"Hehe, this hand of mine is definitely going to be crippled!" Fatty Dong said with incomparable pride. It was as if he could already see the end of Yang Wu's hand.
This heavy hammer of his weighed no less than five hundred pounds. In addition, the strength he erupted with was enough to split mountains and split rocks.
This was the strength of a Intermediate Warrior. On the battlefield, he was also an existence that could enter the elite level.
Bang!
When the heavy hammer and the palm collided, a powerful explosion sounded. The palm didn't break, but the heavy hammer was sent flying.
Fatty Dong's palm split open, and his face was filled with horror. He wanted to quickly retreat, but it was already too late. Yang Wu was already riding the wind and riding the waves. One of his palms was aimed at Fatty Dong's chest, which was even more plump than a woman's.
Pu!
Fatty Dong only felt a sweet taste in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His fat body was like a kite with a broken string, and heavily smashed into the rubble, raising a large cloud of dust.
The surrounding prison slaves scattered, and only Yang Wu stood in the middle. He looked like a crane in a flock of chickens, and he was in high spirits.
His face was stained with a lot of blood, and there was even more on his body. However, most of the blood belonged to others. His entire person was filled with a thick aura of hostility. No one dared to underestimate the powerful strength contained in his seemingly weak body.
Yang Wu looked around at the surrounding prison slaves. Some were standing, some were lying on their stomachs, and there were at least two hundred of them. There wasn't the slightest trace of fear on his face, and he only said in a carefree manner, "You small fries can come and die. Let's see if you can exhaust me to death with your numbers!"
Yang Wu was very strong, and he was also very arrogant. His words reverberated through the rubble, and many of the prison slaves felt a pain in their eardrums.
They looked at the dozens of prisoners lying on the ground, and Fatty Dong who had scattered his weapons. They didn't dare to underestimate Yang Wu anymore. They needed someone stronger to suppress Yang Wu's arrogance.
Fatty Dong calmly walked over and picked up his heavy hammer. He looked at Yang Wu and said with a faint smile, "Little brother, I have to admit that you are strong, and you are stronger than me. However, you are only one person, and there are so many of us. It won't be difficult to kill you, but our boss has always cherished talents. As long as you are willing to submit to our Black Gorilla Gang, I believe our boss will make you one of the Protectors. You will be able to do whatever you want in District 7, and you won't need to go digging. You will be able to eat and sleep well every day, and you will even be able to accumulate Red Steel Ores for you. In the future, you will be able to escape from the mountain prison and join the army with our boss.
What do you think? "Fatty Dong's strongest point wasn't his methods, but his eloquence. He was also the Black Gorilla Gang's chief strategist.
Yang Wu revealed a bright smile and said, "That sounds good."
"It is indeed good. If our boss wanted to join the army, he would have already left. He wants to bring us Protectors with him, so he needs to accumulate a lot of Red Steel Ores. That's why he has been here all this time. It is enough to show that he is a righteous person. It is better for you to submit to him than to dig ores every day." Fatty Dong said again.
Yang Wu rubbed his nose and said, "I just don't understand. Why am I the one who is submitting to him, and not the other way around? I am young and talented, and I am handsome and elegant. How can I not be better than your Black Gorilla boss? "
Yang Wu's words immediately angered everyone.
"Do you really think that you can do whatever you want in District 7 with your strength?" Fatty Dong said with a gloomy face.
"Just so-so!" Yang Wu replied.
Although he said so, in reality, he was already using the Nine Supremes Profound Formula and the Dragon Turtle Water Suppressing Stance to continuously absorb the water profound qi underground to replenish and strengthen his own strength. He felt that he could break through many acupoints at any time. The feeling of constantly increasing his strength was really wonderful.
"Fatty Dong, don't talk nonsense with him. Let me dig out his heart and liver to taste it!" Fatty Dong didn't have time to answer before a feminine voice sounded behind him.
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