NABC Chapter 267 A fight broke out at the drop of a hat
Chapter 267 A fight broke out at the drop of a hat
Along the way, Wu Heyi and Meng Xuanjun were covered in dust as they hurried towards their destination.
The long journey left them no time to appreciate the scenery around them; they had only one thought in their minds: to reach that mysterious country before sunset and pay homage to the most powerful person in the country—the king.
As the sun gradually set, its afterglow bathed the earth, and they finally saw the magnificent palace.
The king they longed to see was in that palace.
However, when the king actually appeared before them, it surprised Wuheyi greatly.
Originally, the king he imagined in his mind was a strong, powerful, and heroic figure, like a legendary warrior.
But the king in front of them was actually a bloated, greasy fat man.
His enormous belly was like a round ball, swaying slightly as he walked. His face was oily, and his eyes appeared small due to the excess fat on his face.
However, this didn't seem to be a big deal for Wu Heyi.
After all, his purpose in coming here was not to get to know the king himself, but simply to join this vast empire.
However, the king of the Sun Empire held a completely different view from the two of them.
The king saw that Wu Heyi and Meng Xuanjun were very young, so young that he instantly felt a strong sense of crisis.
He knew that the youth of these two men meant unlimited potential, which could potentially threaten his control over the country.
So he secretly made up his mind that no matter what, he would drive these two people out of his country or make them disappear from the world.
However, on the surface, the fat king in front of Wuheyi appeared to be very kind and approachable.
He had a big smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to shine with kindness; he didn't seem like the kind of person who was up to no good.
However, this king seemed to have two faces.
One second he was all smiles, reaching out as if to shake hands with Wu Heyi in a friendly manner, and the next second, his martial spirit was released without warning.
Fortunately, Meng Xuanjun reacted extremely quickly. He has always been very sensitive to that kind of evil aura, as if he had an innate intuition for danger.
Although the opponent's martial soul was similar to his own, both belonging to the dark attribute, Meng Xuanjun keenly sensed that the opponent's dark attribute carried an evil aura, which instantly put him on alert.
"Martial Soul: Shadow Mad Lion! Cultivation: Soul Emperor at Level 68!"
Wu Heyi silently weighed the opponent's strength in his mind, while also becoming wary.
He had genuinely intended to shake hands and greet the other person, who had such a kind and benevolent appearance. He never expected the other person to attack so suddenly, as if it were a zero-frame attack without any prelude, catching him completely off guard. The suddenness of the attack caught him off guard.
However, Wu Heyi felt very fortunate that Mengxuanjun was by his side.
If Meng Xuanjun hadn't pulled him back at that crucial moment, he probably would have been bitten by that ferocious lion spirit, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The opponent's martial spirit—the Shadow Mad Lion—circled the king twice before swiftly completing the martial spirit possession.
In an instant, something miraculous happened: the body of the fat king, who had originally looked round and full of fat, underwent a tremendous change.
His bulging parts seemed to have been reduced by an invisible hand, and what used to look like excess fat moved to his limbs, instantly making him exceptionally strong, with bulging muscles and explosive power, completely different from his previous fat and greasy appearance.
"Hey, we mean no harm, there's no need to start a fight the moment we meet!"
Wu Heyi shouted, trying to explain further and defuse the sudden crisis. But the other party's reaction left Wu Heyi utterly speechless.
"Invaders, prepare to die!"
The king completely ignored Wu Heyi's explanation and immediately activated his spirit rings without hesitation, then unleashed his first spirit skill.
With a loud shout, "Roar!"
A strong, foul stench of blood and gore swept over them instantly, accompanied by a special sonic attack.
The foul odor was like a mixture of things that had been rotting for a long time, making people want to vomit.
The sonic attack was incredibly powerful. Under its influence, Wu Heyi clearly felt all his attributes rapidly decrease by 15%.
This decline greatly affected him; not only did his reaction speed become very slow, but even his physical movements seemed to be slowed down.
Wu Heyi silently sensed this power, quickly analyzed it in his mind, and soon fully understood the full effect of this soul skill.
Immediately afterward, before Wu Heyi could catch his breath, the king, now possessed by a martial spirit, threw another punch at him.
This punch seemed to carry the force of a thousand pounds, with astonishing power. Every movement revealed a strong sense of killing intent, as if it was carrying an overwhelming force, surging towards Wu Heyi.
Seeing that the other party was completely unmoved by any good or bad advice, Wu Heyi decided not to tolerate it any longer.
He nimbly shifted to the side to dodge, his movements as agile as a swallow.
At the same time, he swiftly took out a crystal representing the metal element from his martial soul.
Just as the King of the Sun Empire's next punch came hurtling down with a whooshing sound, Wu Hezhi, in the blink of an eye, suddenly saw a suit of pure white armor appear in front of his opponent.
The armor emitted a soft glow and looked incredibly tough.
The king's fist, powerful enough to shatter gold and stone, struck the snow mastiff armor's chest hard, but only a slight tremor was transmitted to the armor.
Wu Heyi stood behind the armor, completely unaware that his punch carried the effect of a soul skill. He then casually and easily slapped the fist down, as if cleaning off a small piece of trash that might have gotten on him. The action was extremely casual and full of disdain.
"Since you want to fight, I'll give you a proper fight!"
A resolute glint flashed in Wu Heyi's eyes as he spoke without hesitation.
Sixth Soul Skill: Dark Gold Domain!
Wu Heyi no longer hesitated; he decided to show this unreasonable king his strength.