"You can't go there. If you leave now, I'll let you go and pretend nothing happened!" A deep male voice sounded behind Zhang Chulan, startling him into turning around. He saw a legless, short-haired middle-aged man suspended in the air, his clear eyes calmly looking at them.
Zhang Chulan's heart tightened, and he quickly pulled Feng Baobao down from the wall, took a few steps back, and tentatively asked, "Who are you!"
"One of the twelve holy disciples of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, my totem is a rooster, my name is Xiang Yu, and I am your enemy. I reiterate what I said before: if you retreat now and do not interfere with our plans, I will let you go." Xiang Yu floated in the air, wearing ordinary cotton clothes. After joining the holy disciples, he had thoroughly cleansed himself. After cleansing, he had a handsome face. If he hadn't lost his legs, his appearance would have attracted many young girls. After all, a weathered old man like him is quite popular.
However, Xiang Yu had no interest in these matters of love and romance. He was one of the most devout believers among the saints. The others joined the saints with expectations, but he, like the Dragon Saint Lu Lei, was saved by the Supreme Lord when he was at his most desperate. Without the Lord, he would have been left to die in that dilapidated thatched hut, watching the people who tormented him live a carefree life.
However, since His Majesty the Emperor bestowed power upon him, his life has been completely changed. He not only used this power to cleanse the Beggars' Sect, but also found his parents. However, he did not acknowledge them, because he had already dedicated the rest of his life to His Majesty. So he only gave his parents some money to settle the karma and let them live a prosperous life.
Xiang Yu's pupils widened, glowing with a faint blue light. An invisible net of mental power formed, covering them within it. He then continued, but his tone became harsh: "Third time's the charm. I'll ask you one last time: are you willing to back down? My patience has run out. Anyone who tries to stop us from presenting this great gift to His Majesty the Emperor is a heretic."
Zhang Chulan watched as Xiang Yu grew increasingly dangerous. He also sensed the invisible danger approaching from the surrounding air. One of these dangers was the strange ability of Xiang Yu, who called himself a saint. It was somewhat similar to Xu San's telekinesis, but much stronger.
Zhang Chulan mobilized his internal energy, preparing to break through the encirclement, when Feng Baobao suddenly tugged at him from behind, startling him. Turning around, he saw Feng Baobao looking at the air with interest, saying to him, "The lines in the air are made of telekinesis. Their abilities seem to be the same as that Xu Le guy's, or rather, they're exactly the same."
Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly realized something, but she found it hard to believe and denied it aloud: "Sister Baobao, you must have mistaken me for someone else. How could it be the same as Brother Xu's..."
Feng Baobao interrupted his attempt to wake him up, saying, "It's exactly the same!"
Zhang Chulan remained silent, stunned for a moment, not even noticing the slowly approaching psychic net. Instead, Feng Baobao pulled out her exclusive weapon—a large cleaver—grabbed Zhang Chulan by the collar, gathered powerful Qi on the cleaver, raised her arm, and slashed down fiercely.
bump!
A violent impact rang out, and a huge hole was cut in the invisible net. Although Feng Baobao couldn't see it, she easily led Zhang Chulan out with her powerful senses, avoiding the net of mental energy.
The ground where they were standing was cut by invisible blades, leaving knife marks that spread instantly. Then the floor collapsed, and large and small cement blocks fell to the second level, raising a lot of dust.
Mind blade!
Xiang Yu never expected to take them down with a single telekinetic net. After all, they were sent by the Alliance, so he put all his effort into it. As soon as he saw them break free of the telekinetic net, he immediately unleashed dozens of telekinetic blades that flew towards Feng Baobao.
"Cumshot!" Feng Baobao exclaimed innocently, then slapped out dozens of highly condensed Qi with her hand, which collided with the psychic blades flying in the air, creating a huge storm and a sonic boom.
Clap clap clap!
All the windows on the fourth floor of the building were shattered, and countless shards of glass flew through the air. With the added speed, the sharp glass fragments became even more lethal. Even Xiang Yu used his psychic barrier to protect his body. After all, although his psychic power was strong, his physical body was not strong. Once injured, his combat power would inevitably be reduced, which would be very detrimental to today's plan.
"The profound origin of heaven and earth, the root of all energies, through vast calamities, I will prove my divine powers!"
A golden light appeared, like the first ray of light at dawn, and instantly arrived in front of Xiang Yu. Zhang Chulan, covered in golden light, leaped in front of Xiang Yu. His eyes were firm, and the golden light on his body no longer stretched outwards, but instead showed a tendency to converge and solidify. White lightning flashed in his hands, bringing countless arcs of electricity as he slapped down towards Xiang Yu.
Sizzle!
The white electric arcs collided with the psychic barrier, and the powerful current surged wildly. The seemingly indestructible psychic barrier instantly developed a large number of network cracks, becoming precarious and on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Xiang Yu, protected by the barrier, remained expressionless, as if none of this concerned him. When the barrier reached its limit and a small hole appeared, Xiang Yu's eyes widened, veins bulging around them, and he roared, "Your Majesty, grant me the power to control all things!"
Zhang Chulan, who was concentrating his efforts on shattering the barrier, felt an immense sense of danger. Watching Xiang Yu's movements inside the blue light shield, he tried to retreat, but it was too late. A powerful repulsive force expanded outward from Xiang Yu, instantly sending him flying.
Zhang Chulan's body was subjected to a tremendous repulsive force, his internal organs twitched, and he felt a bit nauseous. However, just as he was about to use the force to leave, the repulsive force turned into a suction force, and his body was pulled towards Xiang Yu.
Use someone's strength against them!
Zhang Chulan barely opened his eyes. The lightning snake in his hand crackled and popped, flashing dangerous arcs of electricity as it streaked through the air, creating beautiful sparks.
"Gravity, sink!"
Xiang Yu spoke calmly, and a tremendous repulsive force suddenly appeared above Zhang Chulan, like a giant iron hammer slamming down, slamming him to the floor. The huge impact caused deep fractures in his bones and various internal injuries. Huge cracks appeared on the ground, followed by a creaking sound as it succumbed to the weight. A few seconds later, the floor sank, and Zhang Chulan, Su Zi, and the stones fell together. Feng Baobao, who always liked to observe from the sidelines, finally appeared, pulling Zhang Chulan aside and throwing the kitchen knife in her hand with force.
The cleaver arced through the air, striking the psychic barrier that Xiang Yu had repaired. It shattered the seemingly solid barrier and, to Xiang Yu's astonishment, sliced across his shoulder, leaving a wound several centimeters long. Blood gushed out uncontrollably, seeping down and staining his clothes red.
Xiang Yu used his telekinetic power to stop the bleeding, looked at the expressionless Feng Baobao, remained silent for a moment, and then sincerely said, "You are very strong!"
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Chapter 136: My Baby's Socialite Life - Flat Chest and Wild Style
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Xu Le watched the battle between the saints from the air and nodded in satisfaction. After all, they had only recently gained power and were already able to use it flexibly, which showed their talent. It was no wonder that the spirits of the talismans had found them themselves; each one had a high degree of compatibility.
Xu Le watched their fight without any interest in intervening. After all, he needed subordinates, not a bunch of helpless babies. If taking the power of the talisman would only result in being killed, then he could simply let the talisman find a new owner sooner rather than later, saving time and resources.
Seeing that it was almost time, Xu Le opened the inner world door and left.
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Zhang Chulan led the carefree Feng Baobao through the third-floor corridor. Because the power supply was cut off, they could only go up the stairs. They could hear the battle songs downstairs and the walls shaking, but it was very quiet on their side. They walked for a long time without anyone stopping them, as if they were on a vacation.
As Zhang Chulan walked past three corners, preparing to head towards the fourth floor, an invisible wall suddenly blocked his way. Caught off guard, Zhang Chulan was hit so hard that he saw stars. He crouched down, touched his nose which had been flattened from the impact, and looked at the invisible wall, saying fiercely, "If I find out who did this, I'll definitely teach them a lesson."
Feng Baobao, on the other hand, was very interested in touching it, and then climbed onto the wall like a gecko, shouting to Zhang Chulan who was squatting on the ground: "Slave, come here quickly, this thing is so fun, a wall you can't touch! Watch my gecko kung fu!"
"You can't go there. If you leave now, I'll let you go and pretend nothing happened!" A deep male voice sounded behind Zhang Chulan, startling him into turning around. He saw a legless, short-haired middle-aged man suspended in the air, his clear eyes calmly looking at them.
Zhang Chulan's heart tightened, and he quickly pulled Feng Baobao down from the wall, took a few steps back, and tentatively asked, "Who are you!"
"One of the twelve holy disciples of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, my totem is a rooster, my name is Xiang Yu, and I am your enemy. I reiterate what I said before: if you retreat now and do not interfere with our plans, I will let you go." Xiang Yu floated in the air, wearing ordinary cotton clothes. After joining the holy disciples, he had thoroughly cleansed himself. After cleansing, he had a handsome face. If he hadn't lost his legs, his appearance would have attracted many young girls. After all, a weathered old man like him is quite popular.
However, Xiang Yu had no interest in these matters of love and romance. He was one of the most devout believers among the saints. The others joined the saints with expectations, but he, like the Dragon Saint Lu Lei, was saved by the Supreme Lord when he was at his most desperate. Without the Lord, he would have been left to die in that dilapidated thatched hut, watching the people who tormented him live a carefree life.
However, since His Majesty the Emperor bestowed power upon him, his life has been completely changed. He not only used this power to cleanse the Beggars' Sect, but also found his parents. However, he did not acknowledge them, because he had already dedicated the rest of his life to His Majesty. So he only gave his parents some money to settle the karma and let them live a prosperous life.
Xiang Yu's pupils widened, glowing with a faint blue light. An invisible net of mental power formed, covering them within it. He then continued, but his tone became harsh: "Third time's the charm. I'll ask you one last time: are you willing to back down? My patience has run out. Anyone who tries to stop us from presenting this great gift to His Majesty the Emperor is a heretic."
Zhang Chulan watched as Xiang Yu grew increasingly dangerous. He also sensed the invisible danger approaching from the surrounding air. One of these dangers was the strange ability of Xiang Yu, who called himself a saint. It was somewhat similar to Xu San's telekinesis, but much stronger.
Zhang Chulan mobilized his internal energy, preparing to break through the encirclement, when Feng Baobao suddenly tugged at him from behind, startling him. Turning around, he saw Feng Baobao looking at the air with interest, saying to him, "The lines in the air are made of telekinesis. Their abilities seem to be the same as that Xu Le guy's, or rather, they're exactly the same."