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Wu Boyi fell, but Wang Sijin remained standing there, seemingly unaffected. His expression was calm, just like before, showing no signs of pretense. His legs were steady, not sinking or trembling.
"Hey! This isn't very polite of you."
Suddenly, a powerful aura emanated from Wang Sijin, spreading out in a few meters' radius. Although it wasn't large, it firmly blocked Ye Mingshang's momentum, preventing any infringement upon him.
Ye Mingshang narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression becoming more serious.
This was not the previous minor skirmish; he had unleashed his full momentum without any reservation.
This power was inherited from the past life of the Killer Prince, a terrifying Killing Intent that had slaughtered countless beings. He had never seen anyone withstand such power and had never exerted himself to this extent before.
"Your aura is strong and fierce, much stronger than mine. Unfortunately, you don't know how to utilize it properly; you're far from the Black Dragon," Wang Sijin said casually with his arms crossed.
Ye Mingshang's eyes flashed with brilliance as he reached out. The ink spear that he had previously thrown with all his might and deeply embedded in the ground responded to him, breaking through the surface with a series of Dragon Roars and flying into his hand.
Clang!
He grasped the long spear and stood firm on the ground.
In an instant, a fierce wind surged, as if a sandstorm had been stirred up.
Ye Mingshang's aura instantly rose several levels, causing Wu Boyi, who was lying on the ground, to curse under his breath.
Wang Sijin's expression changed dramatically; he no longer appeared relaxed but rather became more serious.
His aura range also slightly compressed, clearly indicating that he was struggling.
After a brief stalemate, nothing seemed to be happening with Wang Sijin when suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air.
This was a young man in his twenties, pale-faced and handsome.
Tang Bo, the strongest expert under Wang Sijin, without exception.
This was his first appearance; prior to this, he had been kept hidden by Wang Sijin, rarely showing himself. The few times he did act, it was to eliminate enemies of the Authorities. So far, apart from Wang Sijin, no one had seen him and lived to tell the tale.
However, today seemed different. No, perhaps there were several others as well.
Accompanied by thunderous footsteps that shook the ground, a tall and powerful figure slowly emerged from the distance.
This was a giant of nearly three meters tall. Despite his height, he did not have the slender legs typical of someone so tall.
His muscles were incredibly developed, resembling an exaggerated depiction from an anime rather than that of a human.
The bulging muscle masses looked like hardened rock, each piece seemingly capable of explosive power.
He was bald, shirtless, with a necklace made of beads the size of fists hanging around his neck.
His forearms were thicker than most people's thighs and were adorned with heavy, metallic gauntlets that gleamed with a metallic luster.
He wasn't running fast, but relatively speaking, due to his towering stature, each step covered several meters.
In the distance visible to him, it didn't take long for him to reach his destination.
As he stepped into Ye Mingshang's Aura range, there was no sign of obstruction or discomfort; he appeared completely at ease.
His footsteps were heavy; each step seemed like a remarkable drumbeat that resonated with people's heartbeats in sync.
Before long, he had reached a position closer to Ye Mingshang's Aura yet still felt nothing.
The aura in this place was already comparable to the distance he had when holding the spear before, enough to overwhelm Wu Boyi. Even Wang Sijin had to exert his own aura to resist it.
However, this Giant showed no signs of feeling it at all, which was remarkable.
Suddenly, he crouched slightly and leaped into the air, reaching a height of seven or eight meters.
He seemed to pause for a second at the critical point before his body began to plummet.
Boom!!!
In an instant, dust and debris flew up, and a strong gust of wind turned this area into a forbidden zone.
Faced with this overwhelming impact, Ye Mingshang's momentum dissipated as well.
Ye Mingshang was genuinely surprised.
He had studied the information on the Black Witch Cult and recognized this Iron Tower-like man as one of the three top experts of the Black Witch Cult, Diyin Wang Luzang.
There wasn't much description about this person in his data. It only mentioned that he possessed incredible strength and exceptional martial arts skills, with the final evaluation placing him on par with Lightning Hand Mao Sheng.
However, Ye Mingshang had already assessed Mao Sheng's abilities and found him not strong, even somewhat weak, with a reputation that did not match his actual capabilities. Under such pressure, he did not believe that anyone who couldn't withstand his Illusion could resist his Aura.
If Mao Sheng, who had fainted over there, knew about Ye Mingshang's thoughts, he would surely be furious enough to jump up from the ground.
Am I weak?
Am I not as good as Lu Zang?
Come on, did you even give me a chance to show my skills? Who made you so adept at countering me? Otherwise, wake me up and let me have a match with Lu Zang to see who is stronger!
It was also understandable for Mao Sheng; his expertise lay in martial arts. Perhaps in close combat, he could indeed pose some trouble for Ye Mingshang.
However, he never had a chance; Ye Mingshang couldn't even be bothered to engage him and simply knocked him out with an Illusion.
Speaking of which, he countered Mao Sheng, but wasn't Mao Sheng also countering Lu Zang?
Lu Zang's power was formidable, evident from his physique and those terrifying Metal Gauntlets. He also had decent training skills; ordinary blades would only leave two white marks on his skin.
This Fellow was so foolish that he completely didn't understand what fear was, appearing somewhat dazed, which allowed him to be immune to Ye Mingshang's Aura.
It could be said that this person was nearly invincible. Yet, nothing in this world is perfect; no one is without flaws.
Although Lu Zang was powerful, among the three top experts, he was on par with Mao Sheng. However, when they fought together, he was always at the bottom.
Mao Sheng's acupoint-pressing technique could counter his Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Technique, while Lu Zang's strength could not be effectively applied against Mao Sheng. Their sparring sessions usually ended in a draw; Lu Zang had never defeated Mao Sheng.
Among the three top experts, Tang Bo possessed exceptional stealth and assassination skills. Whether it was Lu Zang or Mao Sheng, aside from Wang Sijin, only Wu Boyi, who was also skilled in stealth, could withstand him to some extent.
For everyone else, facing his assassination was nearly unavoidable.
When the three of them clashed, they had never encountered Tang Bo; they hadn't even seen his figure. Often, in a moment of distraction, a blade shimmering with a cold light would be resting against their necks.
(To be continued.)
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