Hao Ren and the man engaged in the battle, the impact of the duel was intense from the get go. The young man had never held back when it came to fighting with people. However, more often than not, he had not been given the chance to even display his outmost.
The two figures exchanged punches, and while Hao Ren was relying on his physique, he was pushed back half a step with every blow from the enemy. It was not his weakness, but his cunning. Over the time his body had absorbed a lot of lightning energy to temper itself, but it was never put through the test.
In his cells there was a lot of lightning residue stored, and this beating was squeezing the juice out. After a hundred rounds, the half a step push back was reduced to the little one inch slide of his feet. However, his enemy didn't notice it.
The heat of battle and the rage that he had to spend so much effort to beat this guy had caused the enemy to develop a tunnel vision, however, the other's in the tenth lane weren't that foolish, they were looking at Hao Ren and his enemy with equal scrutiny. The impact of the battle was great, and the surroundings were shaking but they could see that Hao Ren was growing stronger with every passing blow.
His vitality was rising, and after five hundred punches, he wasn't being pushed back. Hao Ren started to take the initiative to attack the enemy through every exposed weakness. He used his soft and hard principals and diffused more than fifty percent of the attack power of the enemy.
Suddenly, the man punched at Hao Ren, and latter caught the chance, he bent his knees lowered his stance, and dashed forward to deliver a right fist on the underarm of the person. The impact was compact and straight directly, to the heart.
The people didn't see it, but Hao Ren channeled a streak of golden energy through his fist directly inside the chest and crushed the heart of the person. Then he punched the forehead, and destroyed the immortal spirit in the soul sea, before cutting the head off and storing it inside his space ring.
He looked at the people gathered outside the hall, and then he dashed forward at a quick pace. The battles were crazy, and they lasted longer than any other battle, but Hao Ren didn't give up, he was cut in many places, and he was covered in blood, some belonged to himself, and some to his enemies but he kept fighting. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel[f]ire.net
He wasn't sure what it was that was driving him to keep fighting, or to keep killing the people before him, but he was growing stronger with every blow that he cast. His senses were getting stronger as well, and so was his comprehension regarding the meaning of slaughter.
Two days, and nine enemies, and to sustain his body, he had taken many healing pills and spirit rejuvenation pills, but still the last battle almost cost him a complete right arm and Hao Ren was now standing before the last enemy. The strongest person inside the tenth lane of the City Of Rage.
Hao Ren took a couple of deep breaths and then he looked at the man. The man was rugged, his body covered with scars from his previous battles, and his hair were formed into thick dreadlocks as he fell on his back. His eyes were red from the absorption and corrosion of the baleful energy.
The man opened his mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Are you ready to die?"
Hao Ren nodded and said, "Not before you, though."
He unveiled his last card, his body was covered with a golden sheen and his wounds began to heal quickly, at a pace visible to the naked eye, the wounds were healed, and his strength recovered to the peak.
Then he vanished from his spot and punched directly at the face of dreadlock. (Let us call him dreadlock for the sake of convenience.)
Dreadlock saw the punch coming at his face and he sensed the baleful aura inside his body disperse a little before he raised his fist to reply to Hao Ren. The two fists collided and the two of them took two steps back. Dreadlock looked at Hao Ren and asked, "What is that golden energy? How can you use spiritual energy in the City Of Rage?"
Hao Ren chuckled and said, "Fool, this is the same baleful energy as yours, but I just managed to infuse it with spiritual energy and refined it to this pure level. That's why it no longer corrodes my thoughts, but also heals my wounds."
Dreadlock opened his eyes wide in shock, he could not understand how this worked, and how Hao Ren managed to do this, but he was sure of one thing, he wanted this method for himself and the only way to get it was by killing Hao Ren.
He yelled and shot through the void, he produced a sonic boom as he moved. However, that was nothing but a simple folly on his side, Hao Ren clenched his fist and reacted with a punch of his own. The blows connected again, but the result was still the same.
Dreadlocks yelled, "Barbarian Dragon Fists."
His punches began to rise and fall, but Hao Ren stood still and took the attacks with ease. He used his own energy to counter the attacks, after fifteen punches, he suddenly kicked Dreadlock's knee from the outside.
The kick caused Dreadlock to kneel and then Hao Ren delivered his left knee directly to the face of this strong man. He had found out that if he relied on fists, then he would never get through Dreadlocks defenses. However, the legs were unguarded, and the Yin and Yang eyes told him that the legs lacked the flow of baleful energy moving through them.
The attack reaped his reward, Dreadlock fell to the ground and his nose was bleeding. Hao Ren climbed over his chest and began to rain down his hardest punches directly to the face. The ground was shaking from the impact of the punches, and the void was rippling. Hao Ren was comprehending the feeling in his mind. He was not feeling rageful, but he was learning to enjoy the process of a battle. The wounds he received made him stronger and improved his skills, and the attacks he delivered made him understand the feelings that his enemy was experiencing.
The people watching the battle from the ninth and the eight lane houses, were shivering in their steps, thinking how lucky they were that Hao Ren didn't come to challenge them. The eight lane people in particular were feeling happy that they didn't answer the challenge and the ninth lane took the burden upon them.
These people that Hao Ren seemed to have killed these days, were all big scions or masters in their arts, they gave up their fame and glory to come to the City Of Rage, to comprehend the slaughter intent one of the most powerful intents in the realm. However, they were killed by Hao Ren as if they were common ants on the ground.
Hao Ren finished killing Dreadlocks and stood up from the ground, he looked around and found that the head had been turned to mush. He clicked his tongue and then grabbed onto the ankle of the fallen enemy, and dragged the corpse behind him as he took steps to the inner gate of the city.
The young man took a deep breath with each step, he felt very relaxed and calm at the moment, the struggle came to an end, and he would get to see the inner city. He realized that strong curiosity could cause people to go and start a massacre, it was similar to having a taboo cultivation technique, even though they were unable to cultivate it, they would chase others with a sword.
He reached the gates and found a couple of guards standing there without any expression on their faces. One of them pointed at a circle and said, "Place the heads you have there."
Hao Ren said, "I have ninety-nine heads and this body, the head exploded into mush. Will this count?"
The guards nodded and then Hao Ren tossed out the body and the heads in the circle before watching them vanish into nothingness. The guards nodded and then they took out a jade slip and said, "This is your identity token, lose it and you will be executed."
Hao Ren took the jade token and inspected it, he had no idea why, but this plain jade seemed to be very mysterious to him. The other guard took out a small crystal ball, and said, "Channel your baleful energy inside this ball, and then you will be clear to go inside the city."
Hao Ren placed his hand over the ball, and channeled his baleful energy through the ball, before suddenly, the eyes of the guards opened wide. One of them mumbled, "Stay here, I need to inform the elder of the Golden Dragon Hall."