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"What kind of person dares to cause trouble in our tribe..."
A thunderous roar echoed from afar, resonating within dozens of miles, like the furious roar of a lion or tiger. The birds and beasts in the mountains and forests were startled and fled, while Elder Leng and his companions standing before the tribe showed expressions of shock. Several cultivators who had just entered the Realm of Thunder Sovereign turned pale, their ears filled with the booming sound, rendering them unable to hear anything else for a while.
Moments after the sound erupted, a man towering eight feet tall emerged from the Barbarian territory. Although he was walking, his speed was astonishingly fast, with bursts of black radiance flashing beneath his feet as he approached the crowd with an appearance that seemed slow yet swift.
He exuded an overwhelming aura of ferocity, as if he came from ancient times. His black leather armor was striking, and he walked barefoot, his bronze skin radiating a strong sense of power.
He was the first War General of the Barbarian Tribe—Barbarian.
Upon seeing Barbarian's arrival, nearly a hundred Barbarians displayed expressions of joy and began to shout excitedly, clearly indicating that Barbarian held great prestige within the Barbarian Tribe. However, upon witnessing his presence, Elder Leng and the others revealed serious expressions. Particularly Elder Leng, who had the highest cultivation level among them, showed a hint of solemnity in his eyes; he could not discern what realm this suddenly appearing Barbarian Man had reached!
"Why have you disturbed my tribe?" Without waiting for anyone to speak, Barbarian stepped forward and asked directly with a flash of wild intent in his eyes.
Elder Leng stepped forward calmly, clasping his hands in salute. "We are from the Xuan Prefecture Golden Thunder Sect..."
"I didn't ask who you are; I only asked why you have come to disturb our tribe!" Barbarian interrupted Elder Leng rudely and questioned him arrogantly.
Who was Elder Leng? A prominent Golden Elder Lei, someone with status within the vast Golden Thunder Sect. He was respected wherever he went and had never been treated this way. Initially cautious due to Barbarian's cultivation level and wanting to negotiate properly with him, Elder Leng's eyes now flashed with intense anger upon witnessing Barbarian's arrogance. The veins on his hands bulged as he felt furious; it wasn't just him—dozens of people from Golden Thunder Sect also showed expressions of anger at Barbarian's words.
"Hmph! Since you are their leader, take three punches from me as an apology!"
With a flash of pride in his eyes, Barbarian grew impatient with further talk. His entire being surged with energy, like a terrifying storm brewing, enveloping the entire forest in his fierce aura as if they had fallen into a strange space.
A gray storm erupted from the ground, with Barbarian at its core. He stood firm amidst the tempest without budging an inch, emanating a thick aura of ferocity. Having lived in the Wasteland of Demons and fought against beasts for years, how could he lack such ferocity?
As soon as his words fell, he stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, leaving behind a footprint several feet deep. Using this recoil force, Barbarian charged forward. Despite his massive size, he moved like a ghost, accompanied by a deafening sound as he instantly appeared before Elder Leng.
His sinewy muscles bulged fiercely under his bronze skin that shone brightly. His enormous fist struck towards Elder Leng like a roaring dragon, leaving no room for him to evade.
Elder Leng's reaction was incredibly swift. Just as the Barbarian spoke, he had already responded, but the series of movements from the Barbarian were too fast for him to draw his weapon in time. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the Thunder Power at his Dantian surged violently. A terrifying Thunderstorm suddenly erupted, filling the sky with countless rumbling sounds of Explosive Sound. His arms shimmered with an extremely bright purple light; without a weapon, he was still a peak powerhouse!
"Hmph, wild barbarian, truly ignorant!"
With a cold snort, his slender body erupted with an overwhelmingly powerful aura, charging toward the Barbarian like a bolt of lightning. He had no intention of dodging; the purple light enveloped him entirely, and a frightening aura surged forth. As a Five-Star Thunder Lord, he had already earned the title of powerhouse!
Purple Radiance burst forth from Elder Leng, and Thunder Power filled his right arm. The Barbarian also emanated a mysterious gray light; it was unclear what kind of power it was, but its strength was no less than that of Thunder Power.
Boom Boom Boom Boom...
The intense Explosive Sound echoed through the forest, waves of terrifying energy rippling outward. Trees around them exploded and collapsed, while those standing nearby hurriedly retreated. No one dared to stay within ten feet of the two; even Han Li, who had reached the Realm of the Thunder Lord, and the Old Poisonous Woman were no exception.
The two fists collided tightly together, with purple Thunder Power clashing against the mysterious gray energy. Time seemed to freeze for several breaths as they remained suspended in mid-air. But in an instant, they both staggered backward; Elder Leng's steps became chaotic, and he felt unsteady.
"Haha... good, take another punch from me!"
With a wild laugh, the Barbarian showed no signs of retreating; instead, he revealed a tremendous fighting spirit. His eyes sparkled with intensity as he stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, creating a thunderous sound. He charged forward again like a raging thunderbolt, truly showcasing his fearsome might—like a humanoid beast that showed no signs of fatigue.
Elder Leng's figure shook slightly, and his expression changed slightly. However, facing the charging Barbarian, he showed no intention of retreating. As a master in the Realm of the Thunder Lord, he had his own dignity!
He expanded his stance, pouring Thunder Power into his right arm without reservation. A dazzling light far more brilliant than before flickered to life as endless lightning surrounded him. He threw a punch that roared forth like an angry thunder dragon, displacing the surrounding air as if it had fallen into a vacuum.
Boom Boom Boom Boom...
The two fists collided once more in an instant clash before both were forced back again, creating distance between them.
"Haha... good... good! Take my final punch!"
The violent aura surged into the sky, shaking with fierce energy that rushed towards the clouds. The Barbarian's eyes ignited with raging flames, transforming him into a demon from hell. An indescribable ferocity surrounded his entire being, enveloping the area with an overwhelming presence.
The two fists clashed once more!
"Poof..."
Crimson blood gushed out, and Elder Leng's face suddenly turned pale. His body traced a path as he was sent flying backward, shock evident in his eyes.
"Elder Leng..."
"Elder Leng..."
The dozens of members from the Golden Thunder Sect stared in disbelief at the scene before them. The astonishingly powerful Elder Leng was unable to withstand three punches from his opponent, leaving them utterly astonished. If it were them, they wouldn't even be able to take a single hit.
Han Li extended his body and immediately flew up to catch Elder Leng. However, at the moment he grasped Elder Leng's body, an overwhelming force surged into him unexpectedly. Caught off guard, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, his feet sliding back over ten steps before he finally stabilized himself. But by the time he stopped, his face had already turned pale.
"Let me show you my strength at thirty percent; not bad..." A faint voice came from afar. The crowd looked up and saw that the Barbarian was walking towards them completely unscathed.
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