The Demon God King's son-in-law
CHAPTER 336 | 12 seconds off
The cheers of the audience who from the beginning felt confident about their fighters suddenly disappeared. They did not believe a thin human like Shen Long could defeat the high-strength warrior of the sky world god race.
The mogulls who saw it became furious, not least Darshan and Loushan. Only ShiMei who was a mogull was pleased with Shen Long's victory.
The two mogulls in the 6th level star realm who were the god race of the sky world were defeated easily by a human race. This has never happened in the world of Loka 888.
ShiMei herself now felt confident that the summoning process carried out by the Light Killer sect actually summoned a strongest fighter in this universe. One side he was happy to have a strongest fighter within the Light Killer sect, yet one side he did not know if he could control Shen Long in the future.
Darshan gritted his teeth then stood up while pointing towards Shen Long. “Kill him! Take out all my fighters and kill him! I put 100M spirit stones to the bet!” he shouted in annoyance
Wanshan nodded his head at his subordinate officers and brought another 5 mogulls up the arena. They were level 7 and 8 fighters owned by Darshan. Their faces were more fierce than the previous two mogull fighters.
Shen Long was still looking relaxed as 5 people came up the arena to fight with him. He looked towards Darshan who looked ugly-faced like a comb water. Darshan's eyes glared at Shen Long while crossing a thumb around his neck signaled Shen Long's death.
Wanshan had obtained a 100M signature from Darshan before he started that fight. This price was too high to go against a human, but for Wanshan the business was still the main one. He does everything for the satisfaction of his customers.
Two fighters had previously been treated by friends, they are now taking part in this fight back and betting on the audience grew from 20M to 50M against 2M.
All the spectators thought, even though Shen Long possessed the strength of a tier 9 star realm. He would be overwhelmed against 7 combatants with 6 to 8-star realms. It did not include the difference of the god race against the human race. In the eyes of all the spectators, Shen Long will be finished this time.
ShiMei's eyes twitched looking at that. He also felt shivering in fear of meeting with 7 such high-level opponents. He who was in the 3rd level star realm felt the pressure from the seven people who were in that arena.
There were two people who were in the 8th level star realm, while the three tier 7 people who had come up the arena joined the two previous level 6 people.
Looking at the seven fierce-faced, Shen Long still looked calm. However he sighed after closing his eyes for a moment. “Looks like I can't avoid another massacre this time, his inner”
Of the seven people it appeared that four people were using sword and spear weapons to attack Shen Long. They all started to surround Shen Long who was still standing quietly in the middle of the arena.
Darshan's previously ugly face looked rather calm upon seeing that. In his heart felt confident this time it would be able to kill Shen Long.
In this world of Loka 888, although the power is two levels above but by combining two or three fighters below it will be able to defeat it. So Darshan was very confident that this time Shen Long would perish.
ShiMei no longer expected to win this fight after seeing Darshan take out all of his fighters. He was just thinking about how to save Shen Long's life from this fight. He did not want the sect head to be furious as he brought Shen Long to this place for his personal gain.
“What should I do? Can Shen Long fight them?” inner ShiMei.
The bells of the battle sign rang, but the seven mogulls had yet to take the initiative to attack. “I know your strength is in the 8th level star realms maybe even the 9th level. You won't be able to win against us all. So surrender!” shouted one of the mogulls in the 8th level of the star realm at Shen Long.
Seeing that the mogulls had yet to attack, Shen Long took the initiative to attack first. He exerted the power of the 9th level peak star realm then moved disappearing from everyone's sight then appeared in front of the level 6 fighter who had previously been injured in his stomach by Shen Long.
Degh's! Shen Long hit the chest of the level 6 mogull fighter hard and made him bounce to hit the stands and died instantly with wide eyes in disbelief.
The entire mogull that was in the arena could not believe seeing the brief incident that happened that fast. When they looked towards Shen Long, they already did not see him anymore. Shen Long had now stood in front of one of the level 7 mogulls wielding a spear weapon.
BRAKK...
Shen Long broke the chest of the tier 7 fighter with his fist until the fighter's breastbone pierced through to his back. He died in one stroke from Shen Long. He had not expected to be the next target of Shen Long. His dead body collapsed and collapsed onto the arena floor.
The audience fell silent again to see what happened within six seconds of the bell ringing and two mogull fighters had been killed by Shen Long.
Darshan's face again looked ugly he gritted his teeth looking at it. “Bu-Kill the guy!” he shouted with high anger.
The entire mogull fighter above the arena who was stunned by Shen Long's movements was like being resuscitated by Darshan's cry. They were immediately wary of Shen Long's attack that had disappeared again due to his lightning speed.
Bugh! Bugh! Back there was the sound of two consecutive blows and it looked as if one of the 7th rank mogullers had fallen back out of the arena with the condition of the inner body being crushed by Shen Long's punch.
After 12 seconds had passed, there were already three fighters who had been killed in that short period of time. There are only four fighters still in the arena. The two remaining level 8 fighters were with one tier 7 and one tier 6 person who had previously fought Shen Long.
Shen Long who after hitting one of the last mogull fighters did not continue his attack but walked towards the middle of the arena to exert pressure on the four remaining people.