“Boom!”
In an instant, the Buddha light shone brilliantly!
The Buddha light from the back of Nanchan Shangren’s head directly enveloped Qing Mang. Then, beams of Buddha light, like sharp swords, slashed directly towards Qing Mang.
The Dragon Scale Arm in Qing Mang’s hand let out a loud dragon’s roar, making the entire Infinite City tremble! Moreover, streams of dragon energy poured into his arms, stimulating the roars of giant dragons.
“Hehe, this Dragon Scale Arm is quite good!” Nanchan Shangren said with a simple and honest smile, but his hand movements were grand and sweeping.
His wonderful fingers flicked lightly, like mercury spilling onto the ground. Thread after thread kept gathering and whipping onto Qing Mang. In an instant, Qing Mang was covered in blood, with wounds all over his body.
He was no match at all, getting brutally beaten as soon as they clashed.
He had been too careless, thinking there were no experts here. He did not dare go to the several cities in the Chinese horror game where merit could be snatched. Because there were some formidable figures inside, and even some figures only in legends were said to live there all the time.
For example, Yuan Tiangang! For example, Zhong Kui!
He did not dare go to such cities. There were too many experts inside, mostly old monsters, so he set his sights on this Goryeo side.
But he did not expect to actually provoke an expert here, a level eight mutant. He was simply no match for him.
Nanchan Shangren slapped down, directly making Qing Mang stagger, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Then came another slap!
“Boom!” The sky exploded again, and many surrounding buildings and some low mountains were shaken to collapse.
“Too terrifying, is this a god?” Many people trembled in fear. Because the expert who had flicked away Jin Zaizhong with one finger was now completely powerless to fight back in the hands of this god.
“Little brat, you have quite the nerve to actually dare to run to East Asia!” Nanchan Shangren slapped Qing Mang again, breaking his ribs.
And each slap was heavier than the last. Qing Mang felt like he was being crazily smashed by one mountain after another!
“Senior, spare my life, senior, spare my life!” Qing Mang could not hold on any longer and began to beg for mercy. The other party’s strength was too powerful, completely unshakeable.
At this moment, he could not even run away.
“Hmph, I can spare you, but I must teach you a lesson!” Nanchan Shangren stepped up and slapped him directly on the face, causing a distant mountain to collapse again from the shockwave!
“Senior speaks well, it was this junior who was reckless.” Qing Mang directly backed down. A level eight mutant was simply no match for him. If he did not beg for mercy, he would die here today!
“Hmph, I heard you are the number one expert in your Huaxia?” Nanchan Shangren slapped Qing Mang’s face again. Qing Mang did not even dare to dodge, because white lotuses were scattered all around.
If those lotuses exploded, the power would definitely be at the missile level. If he dared to move even a little, it would definitely take his life immediately!
“Yes, senior.”
“Kneel!” Nanchan Shangren coldly commanded.
Qing Mang knelt directly. He had been beaten until he had no temper left. The other party’s strength was too absolute. If he did not obey, the other party would definitely kill him.
Only now did he realise he had provoked a big shot in the East Asian region. This was definitely a super expert. Against such a figure, he could not resist at all, so he gave up even his last bit of backbone and pride.
Because he was afraid of death!
Nanchan Shangren slapped Qing Mang’s head again, making him howl in pain. Finally, Nanchan Shangren kicked Qing Mang in the face, then sneered.
“What kind of bullshit number one expert in Huaxia, aren’t you still kneeling before this god?”
“Hand over your merit and get lost!” Nanchan Shangren coldly reprimanded.
Suddenly, Qing Mang actually kowtowed with tears of gratitude, then handed over his merit and directly turned into a bolt of lightning and ran away.
It was not that he was too weak, but that the opponent was too strong. Even with his Dragon Scale Arm, he had been slapped until his flesh was torn open. Only when there is an overwhelming advantage in strength will this result appear!
“Remember, in the future when you see this god, get far away from me!” Nanchan Shangren said arrogantly.
It was indeed not that Qing Mang was not strong enough, but that Nanchan Shangren was too terrifying. A casual point of his finger could make a mountain explode. With this kind of destructive power, let alone in East Asia, he would absolutely be a top figure internationally.
Although his exact strength was unclear, Nanchan Shangren was a person whose reputation was on par with the Wolf King of the Snow Country! After all, just one of his disciples could terrify the number one person of Goryeo, Rong Zaixu, let alone himself? He had long been mythologised and called a god.
“It is rare to come out once, all living beings, worship me.” Nanchan Shangren stood proudly in the void, his hands behind his back, looking down.
With a rustle, everyone knelt down. Whether it was Jin Zaizhong or that old mutant on the peninsula, all tens of thousands of people in the city knelt down. Because this was a god, and his majesty must not be offended! Just like just now, he could easily repel a peerless expert and force the other party to kneel!
Zhang Bencheng, Han Jiaren, and the others also knelt down. But just at this moment, there was one exception. Not only Nanchan Shangren, but even those who had knelt down noticed it. That person was none other than Luo Chen!
“Mr. Luo, what are you doing?”
“Aren’t you going to kneel yet?” Han Jiaren reminded in a low voice.
“You big fool, are you looking for death?” Zheng Bencheng spoke up.
Even Jin Zaizhong in the distance saw it. He was immediately stunned, then quickly got up and walked over.
“You still will not kneel?” Nanchan Shangren slowly approached Luo Chen, stopping in the air five or six metres away, and then looked down at Luo Chen.
“You want me to kneel to you?” A slight smile crossed Luo Chen’s mouth.
“Could it be that I should kneel to you instead?” Nanchan Shangren asked with interest.
Jin Zaizhong had already rushed over.
“What are you doing?”
“Aren’t you going to kneel to the god yet?” Jin Zaizhong asked with slight dissatisfaction.
“If you offend him, even I cannot save you!” Jin Zaizhong reminded again. That was a god. In a fit of rage, he could easily crush everyone to death. Luo Chen was too lacking in insight to actually cause trouble at a time like this.
But Luo Chen ignored Jin Zaizhong and looked at Nanchan Shangren. He then lit a cigarette, pointed at Nanchan Shangren, and said, “Of course you should kneel to me. Also, come down to talk. I do not like talking to people with my neck tilted up.”
As soon as these words fell, the surroundings instantly fell silent. Jin Zaizhong looked at Luo Chen in disbelief, and so did Han Jiaren and the others. Tens of thousands of people in the city were stunned.
“What immense audacity, you actually dare to despise a god?” someone directly reprimanded.
“Luo Chen, do you know what you are actually saying?” Jin Zaizhong said seriously. He was too disappointed in Luo Chen. Originally, for the sake of his daughter, he had planned to save Luo Chen. But now that Luo Chen had spoken these words, who could still save him? And what disappointed him the most was that you, a mere level one mutant, actually dared to say such things in front of a god?