Perfect World

The bulky Flood Dragon claw was covered in scales, and it was strong enough to cut open mountains and shatter stones. The little guy dodged to the side, and that arm claw caused a large boulder that was a over ten thousand jin to violently split apart. Smoke and dust rose into the air.

It was obvious that this youth’s identity wasn’t ordinary. This was because his precious artifact was rare. Even if it was the Martial Imperial Family, they still wouldn’t prepare a primitive symbol bone for every child.

This group of people also only had two precious artifacts, but those who carried them were all quite extraordinary.

“Good! Suppress him!” A group of youth were surging with enthusiasm.

The thick and bulky Flood Dragon claw destroyed everything in its way. It held extraordinary strength, and it once again began to attack.

The little guy coldly snorted and no longer dodged. He saw through this precious artifact’s strength. His palm emitted light, and as lightning interweaved, his bare hands welcomed the attack.

Peng

A violent quake rang out, and the little guy did not move a single jolt. However, that youth that brought out the tremendous force with the help of the precious artifact still suffering incomparably. His face turned pale, and began to retreat backwards step by step.

His entire arm was spasming! At the same time, that beast skin fell off. It separated from his flesh, and its luster began to dim.

“Your bare arm can actually make precious artifacts tremble?” The group of youth were all dumbstruck. What type of terrifying strength was this?

The little guy threw an attack forward, his speed too fast. He carried over a gale, causing sand to fly and rocks to roll; it was as if an Archaic vicious beast was covering the sky.

“Not good!” That youth loudly shouted. Despite the fact that he was doing everything he could to resist, his symbols were still erased like before. That youth was too terrifying. Dropping down from the sky, he directly seized that beast skin and grabbed his neck along the way. Flinging with a sudden force, he was thrown down, landing not far from the youth that had been captured previously.

His heart was angry to the extreme. Right when he wanted to rebel, a foot stepped down, stamping down on his chest. Moreover, electric light erupted, and golden lightning pierced through his body. It made him twitch and suffer a severe blow; it was difficult for him to budge an inch.

“Let’s go up together and arrest him!” The people from the Martial Imperial Family knew that this time, they kicked an iron plate. This youth was powerful beyond common sense. He far surpassed his peers, and it was likely that only those who were much older could make him surrender.

The group of people made their moves, and all types of symbols danced about. In addition, a beast horn appeared, and it was also a precious artifact. With wuwu sounds that made people’s souls frightened, it emitted a scarlet red ray of light.

The big red bird glanced over, and immediately became excited. It prepared to go up and take advantage of the crisis.

The little guy stopped him, and did the job himself.

This battle was extremely fierce. Following that, six and seven people began to fight, and in the end, even those who were originally surrounding the sable came over, attacking the little guy together.

The big red bird was watching the fight. At the same time, that sparkling purple Archaic species called it over, wanting to discuss something with it.

Symbols flickered within the battlefield, and rays of electricity filled the sky. From time to time, there would also be precious artifacts sparkling, causing more and more shouts of pain.

The Martial Imperial Family’s people were truly formidable. They were all powerful, and did not contradict their statuses. However, it was a pity that they met the little guy; they were destined to meet a tragedy.

Although the fight was fierce, the end result was unbearably ugly. The group of people were all beaten until their mouths and noses were bleeding. They were bruised and riddled with scars, becoming more or less like a pig head.

All of them had bloody noses and swollen faces. Their heads were full of large blisters, and no one knew just how many times they were smacked around by that little guy. These people were beaten until they were crawling and rolling, as none of them could stand up.

In the end, the little guy piled them up together and formed a human pile. He sat on the very top and asked, “Convinced?”