UNBEATABLE
The anger of King Nether

Chapter 90: The anger of the Nether King

Nightfall.

By the time Huang Xiaolong stopped running the Asura Tactics, it was already late at night. Moonlight shines and creates a fuzzy screen on land, and sometimes, thin clouds envelop the moon.

Huang Xiaolong walked out into the small courtyard of his room. Standing in the middle of the courtyard, he bent his knees and lowered his body, his right hand formed a fist and punched forward slowly, slowly, while his left hand spun to the back of his back and regulated his breathing according to the Fifth Stage Body Metamorphosis Scripture. . The spiritual energy from the surroundings started surging towards Huang Xiaolong instantly.

Ever since he left the Huang Clan Manor one year ago, the practice of Huang Xiaolong's Body Metamorphosis Scripture had advanced to the Fifth Stage with the Strength to Attract the Nine Bulls as One, the practice of the Body Metamorphosis Sacred Scripture had advanced to the Fifth Stage with the Power to Attract the Nine Bulls as One, and he had reached peak form that could ascend to the Sixth Stage at any time. .

Now, Huang Xiaolong's internal strength was sturdy and steadily increasing every day. As he breathed in, a white mist was seen in and out of his nostrils. If he was still on Earth in his previous life, the current Huang Xiaolong could be called a master of internal strength.

The darkness of the night was gradually replaced by the coming dawn, and Huang Xiaolong finally stopped the Body Metamorphosis Scripture.

After which, he summoned the Blades of Asura. He leaped into the air, and swung the Asura Sword; instantly, countless blade lights flew out, turning into tiny droplets of rain, condensing into a fierce rainstorm that enveloped all directions. However, at this moment, the violent rainstorm suddenly turned into a drizzle, soft and gentle, barely noticeable.

From within the very small raindrops came the sound of long-lasting cries and wails.

A short while later, Huang Xiaolong stopped and took a deep breath; it had taken him over a year, and now, he had finally reached a great completion in the second style of the Asura Sword Skill, The Asura Tears.

He had a perfect grasp for the mood and intent for this move, but the only point lacking was how long his battle qi could support him. In the future, this move would grow stronger as his battle qi became stronger.

"Then, the next step is the third style!" Huang Xiaolong thought in his mind and took out a diagram from the Asura Ring, concentrating fully on the third movement.

The Third Skill of the Asura Sword: Wrath of the Nether King.

Studying the illustrated movements and routes of running his battle qi, he carved it into his mind before returning the diagram back to the ring. He stood at the same spot for some time, when suddenly, his body shot forward several meters like a burning meteor as the Blades of Asura slashed in front of him.

Two fiery red sword lights appeared in the air, rushing forward without any signs of stopping like the wrath of the Nether King, destroying everything before it.

After the first experiment, Huang Xiaolong stood still several meters away, recalling the launch of his attack with feelings and movements before comparing it to what was written on the diagram.

Thirty minutes later, Huang Xiaolong moved again. His body shot forward like a meteor as he slashed forward with his blade. Two flaming red lights lit up like a volcanic eruption, spinning forward with fixation destroying everything in its path. The attack lost its momentum and disappeared a hundred meters away.

After the second experiment, he stood up again, repeating the previous process.

Thirty more minutes passed and Huang Xiaolong made his third attempt.

Huang Xiaolong repeated the same process over and over again, just like when he practiced Tempest of Hell and Tears of Asura for the first time. Efforts continued as he tried to understand the intent of the movement.

Written along with the illustration of the third step, when the Wrath of the Nether King reached a grand completion, its blade swing was like a millennium volcanic eruption, like an invasion of a million demonic beasts. And its momentum exploded in an instant with incredible speed, giving the enemy no time to react and only die under the Wrath of the Nether King.

Three days passed quickly in training.

During these three days, in addition to the usual practice of Asura Tactics, and the Body Metamorphosis Scripture, he concentrated on the Wrath of the Nether King.

Occasionally, Huang Xiaolong would spend some time on the Earth rank battle skill he had obtained from the Cosmic Star Academy competition, Collapsing Fist.

With Huang Xiaolong's current battle qi energy, his Collapsed Fist attack could crush a rock ten meters away into a pile of pebbles.

Three more days passed.

Huang Xiaolong came out from his courtyard.

When he came to the main hall, Father, Mother, and his two younger siblings were already there.

"Big brother!" Huang Min and Huang Xiaohai surrounded Huang Xiaolong as soon as they saw him, exclaiming cheerfully. The two little men were each hanging on one side of his arm.

"Have you had fun these past few days?" Huang Xiaolong smiled and asked.

“Kakak, Kingdom City is too much fun! There are many, many good places!” Right after Huang Xiaolong's question ended, Huang Xiaohai hurriedly replied as if someone was competing with him, happily, he added: "I really like it here!"

Huang Xiaolong smiled amiably; even though he trained hard for the past three days, he still knew that these two little men went to play every day. And from the amount of sightseeing they did, perhaps these two little fellows who went to many places in the Royal City in just a few days already knew more than him, who had been in the Royal City for one year so far.

“Playing around is okay, but you should also remember to practice hard.” Huang Xiaolong said.

Two small heads nodded obediently.

“Don't worry Brother. I will definitely train hard so that I can defeat Huang Wei until he is lying dead on the floor! Huang Min said with a serious expression on her face.

Huang Xiaolong nodded.

Until now, his younger sister had not realized that Huang Wei, his father, and his elder brother had died under the swords of the experts of the Great Sword Sect. However, Huang Xiaolong did not say this out loud - but having a target as a motivator was a good thing.

"Dad, Ma'am," Huang Xiaolong went to his parents and asked if their days were good and comfortable in the Tianxuan House.

Huang Peng laughed: "Nothing is uncomfortable."

Huang Xiaolong nodded happily.

His father, Huang Peng, had taken the high Spirit Dan Level Four, Xingyao Dan, while his mother, Su Yan, swallowed the high Level Five Spirit Dan, Qi Sea Dan; both of their cultivations had advanced by one order.

Huang Peng was now a Seventh Order, approaching the peak of the early Seventh Order, and Su Yan reached the middle of the Sixth Order.

“Oh right, Xiaolong, Miss Li Lu came looking for you yesterday.” Right now, Su Yan suddenly laughed and said, "But you were practicing back then and Miss Li Lu was here for an hour and then she left."

"Li Lu." Huang Xiaolong was slightly surprised.

Today was the Academy's new term, so it was no surprise that Li Lu had returned to the Royal City from the Li Residence.

Xiaolong, Li Lu is a good girl, Su Yan added, I think.

En, ma'am, no need to say more. Huang Xiaolong smiled bitterly with a hint of helplessness. He knew what his mother wanted to say even though the two of them, him and Li Lu, had not even turned eleven yet.

“Academy's new season starts today, so I'll see it.” He quickly stood up before Su Yan could open his mouth to speak, and ran away from the main hall as if he was running away for his life.

Leaving the main hall, Huang Xiaolong did not stop until he exited the Tianxuan Mansion and headed towards the Cosmic Star Academy.

Reaching the Academy, when the students saw Huang Xiaolong, they all retreated to give way; their eyes were filled with admiration and admiration, some had risen to become idols.

Huang Xiaolong ignored the whispers along the way and walked into this classroom. The moment he stepped into the room, the noisy classroom immediately became quiet, and all the students stood tall.

Including that Jiang Teng. As Huang Xiaolong continued to enter, Jiang Teng jumped out of his chair and retreated to the back of the classroom, trembling in fear. "Huang Xiaolong, what do you want to do?" Very clearly, he ate enough fists from Huang Xiaolong that he developed a traumatic fear towards Huang Xiaolong.