580 All This Strength Was Not Wasted! (1/2)
This was an astounding and unbelievable sight, because everyone could see King Xieluo cloaked in the radiance of the green pillar of light, but this ray of light still lit up within the green pillar of light, and with such frightening power no less.
Everyone looked at the green pillar of light, and inside it, there was now a gigantic black crack.
”Who's that?” A single doubt flashed through everyone's minds as they observed the black crack very closely with shocked eyes. Even King Xieluo was no exception.
And then, a figure also appeared from the black crack.
It was a frail-looking old man with clouded eyes. His bony fingers were covered in wrinkles, and he looked as though he could be blown to the ground by a mere gust of wind.
But this old man walked out from the black crack and stepped into the green pillar of light. The night wind ruffled the old man's snow-white hair which danced freely in the air.
”It's King Liqin!”
”It's actually King Liqin?!”
”King Liqin actually came?”
Countless eyes turned towards King Liqin, revealing conflicted expressions. They were astonished by King Liqin's appearance, and were looking forward to his appearance, but they were still slightly worried because …
King Liqin was already old!
Although everyone knew that King Liqin was the person who previously helmed the military forces, with countless achievements in battle under his belt, he has indeed grown old.
An old man who was near his end, an old man who no longer bothered with national affairs, an old man who has shut himself in his quarters all this while to tend to his flowers and birds - why did he appear here now?
And what could he even do?
”King Liqin?! That old duff still possesses such incredible strength?” Qian Wu noticed the figure emerging from the black crack.
He definitely heard King Liqin's name before. He was a legend of the previous generation.
However, that was all in the past. Why would he bother with an old man awaiting death?
That was what Qian Wu assumed, as did everyone else. No one expected King Liqin to appear, and no one would have imagined that the attack moments ago was launched by King Liqin himself.
Even Lin Xinjue was shocked.
”How can this be? That attack … why is it this powerful?” Lin Xinjue's fist was clenched tighter than ever. He didn't wish for any other unexpected hiccups, especially not a hiccup such as this.
King Xieluo eyed King Liqin closely, staring into the latter's clouded eyes, then revealing another smirk.
But then … it was not one of contempt, but of excitement.
”King Liqin? This is finally becoming fun!” King Xieluo clenched his fists. He didn't wait for King Liqin to reach the ground, because he was always an impatient Demon King.
”Crack!”
The ground fissured.
King Xieluo has already arrived in front of King Liqin, his white robes drifting in the green light cloaking his body, his eyes growing more mystifying than before.
Close combat.
This was a battle strategy rarely employed by elites, but King Xieluo was using for a very simple reason. He was not underestimating King Liqin, and on the contrary, he held King Liqin in extremely high regard.
In that case … the best technique to use against a frail old man would be to pit their physical strength against each other, competing to see who had the faster reactions and stronger bursts of power under immense physical exhaustion.
His fist, enveloped by dark-green light, pummeled straight for King Liqin without any hesitation or reservation.
”This is bad!”
”Watch out, Old Master!”
”It's dangerous, Old Master!”
Both the Royal Guards and the Dragon Protection Squad were riled with anxiety upon witnessing this nerve-wrecking scene. None of them expected King Xieluo to act so promptly and furthermore … to engage in close combat.
”Bang!”
A bony palm pressed on top of the fist. The feeble-looking wrinkled hand looked as though it could not take a single blow, so everyone had the same thought when it pressed on the fist.
Will it break?
But the sound of cracking bones was never heard.
On the contrary, the fist charging for King Liqin stopped, halting steadily before its target without moving a muscle.
”Demon King, you should not be here!” King Liqin stared at King Xieluo. A magnificent might emanated from his frail body.
”Is that so? I'm standing right here, what can you do about it? Hahaha …” A maniacal laughter followed. King Xieluo then thrusted his fist forward again, and at the same time, a layer of vicious black scales oozed from his fist, as though being melded from liquid metal.
King Liqin's expression finally changed. His hand pressing on King Xieluo's fist shuddered slightly as a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead.
”The greatest weakness of mankind is mortality!” King Xieluo exclaimed as he moved his other fist at the same time.
”Crash!” A deafening sound.
Both of them were finally separated.
King Xieluo was still standing where he was, but King Liqin was retreating swiftly.
”Crack!” When King Liqin collapsed onto the ground, a few more fissures opened in the ground. King Liqin managed to stand up again after much difficulty.
”Cough cough … you're truly the Demon King!” King Liqin coughed gently and slowly straightened his body up. His expression was incredibly tense.
And when the Royal Guards and the Dragon Protection Squad watched this scene, they all let out sighs one after another. The difference in strength was presented very clearly with just a single exchange,
Ignoring the question of whether King Liqin's strength could truly match that of King Xieluo, the difference in age was an inevitable fact.
”Uncle!” Lin Mubai screamed. He then expelled another mouthful of blood, ”Don't bother about me. Take Ping Yang away, quick …”
”Ping Yang?!”
”That's right, where's Ping Yang?”
”And where did Fang Zhengzhi go?”
Everyone finally realized that Fang Zhengzhi and Ping Yang had disappeared after hearing Lin Mubai.
This was a peculiar sight indeed.
No one noticed when Fang Zhengzhi and Ping Yang escaped, and most importantly, they were faced with a Demon King.