Chapter 661: Ancient Blood Physique: Lang Xiaotian

The crowd was completely stunned!

’He knows they have the Ancient Blood Physique of the Half-Demon Race, yet he’s still this arrogant. This bastard is completely asking for death!’

’Where did this guy even come from?’

The crowd scrutinized the man.

He wore a loose-fitting robe that hung sloppily on his frame. His pair of peach blossom eyes were narrowed, giving him a slightly sleazy look. His crown was askew, and under everyone’s gaze, he quickly straightened it.

Who else could it be but that character, Dongfang Youdi!

"You’re courting death!"

Lang Xiaotian took a step forward. A cyan Blood Qi, vast as an ocean, pressed down on them, making everyone’s heart tremble.

In the past, experts from the Giant Spirit Race and the City Lord of Sinful City had invaded the Half-Demon Race, suppressing and killing many of their foundational experts.

This had always been a sore spot for the Half-Demon Race. Now, someone was not only ripping the wound open but viciously rubbing salt in it. This was truly asking for death!

"You’re right. I am indeed courting death."

Dongfang Youdi replied with utmost seriousness.

This immediately made the corners of the crowd’s mouths twitch. ’This guy is so damn arrogant.’

Nearby, Dongfang Wudi, Dragon King, Nanbei, and Zhan Yingjie all looked grim. They hadn’t expected Dongfang Youdi to step out at a time like this!

But the four of them couldn’t stop him either.

This was due to a rather awkward problem: their cultivation was not as high as Dongfang Youdi’s—the man once known as the number one scourge and number one waste of the Holy City!

His Hundred Tribulations Body had awakened, allowing him to break through to the Divine Silence Level in a single leap. He had even attracted a mutated Six-Nine Thunder Tribulation, which became a supplement for forging his Hundred Tribulations Body, causing Dongfang Youdi’s power to skyrocket even further.

The current Dongfang Youdi was already an expert among those at the Divine Silence Level. Of course, after breaking through in his cultivation, the guy had become even more arrogant!

He had dragged everyone here, claiming he wanted to challenge an Ancient Blood Physique, and brought them straight to the Three Thousand Seas!

RUMBLE!

Hearing Dongfang Youdi’s outrageous words, Lang Xiaotian stomped forward explosively. His Blood Qi surged, causing the expressions of even physique geniuses like Dragon King and Dongfang Zhan to change.

Compared to an Ancient Blood Physique, they realized just how much they were lacking!

"What, you wanna fight?!"

Dongfang Youdi shot up, grabbed a stool, and charged forward. He looked exactly like a street thug picking a fight, leaving the crowd speechless.

’Where did this lunatic come from?’

’He’s not just facing one Ancient Blood Physique, but several. Does he really think he’s lived too long?’

Seeing this, the men behind Lang Xiaotian unleashed a terrifying demonic light from their eyes. Illusions of eternal Fierce Demons materialized, exuding a heaven-shaking ferocity!

"He’s just a piece of trash. How laughable for him to provoke an Ancient Blood Physique!"

The men sneered, looking down on Dongfang Youdi from on high, their expressions like they were gazing upon an ant.

"It is indeed laughable. However, the Ancient Blood Physique is not something just anyone can provoke. Since he has, if we don’t punish him, everyone will think the Ancient Blood Physique is merely for show."

Lang Xiaotian’s eyes were ice-cold, his gaze like a blade, glinting with a frosty light!

"He’s just trash. Why would an Ancient Blood Physique need to act? Let me erase him." From behind Lang Xiaotian’s group, a youth who resembled a snake-man stepped forward.

"Wuxi, if you erase him, I will forgive your previous failure."

Lang Xiaotian said coldly to Wuxi, "Otherwise, you can just crawl back to the Half-Demon Race’s territory and stop embarrassing yourself out here."

"Erase him?"

Wuxi fixed his venomous, snake-like eyes on Dongfang Youdi and said sinisterly, "I will. Within three moves, I’ll take his head."

"Damn it, what kind of beast crawled out of the deep mountains this time? Watch me roast you alive!"

Dongfang Youdi hurled the stool he’d picked up at Wuxi and simultaneously kicked out with his foot. These were definitely moves only used in a street brawl.

The faces of the crowd darkened even more. ’What the hell, is this even a fight? Does this bastard think this is a street brawl?!’

’This guy is definitely a dead man!’

Everyone in the crowd, who had already backed away, anticipated this outcome.

"Trash!"

Seeing Dongfang Youdi’s "moves," Wuxi was full of scorn. With a wave of his hand, a Blood Sword shot out, slashing toward Dongfang Youdi’s head, intending to decapitate him with a single strike.

BOOM!

But soon, the looks of anticipation on the faces of the crowd gradually turned to surprise.

The extended foot seemed to stomp on the very air, and the incoming Blood Sword shattered with a loud PANG.

BOOM!

An overwhelming force erupted from nothingness and slammed into Wuxi. The kick sent him flying backward, spitting blood.

With a THUD, he crashed down in front of Lang Xiaotian and the others, clutching his stomach and vomiting mouthfuls of blood!

The crowd’s eyes trembled. ’This guy’s strength... how...?’

All eyes fell upon Dongfang Youdi, filled with shock upon shock!

"You said three moves. I used one kick. Looks like my one kick is more badass than your three moves, you trash!"

Dongfang Youdi straightened his crown again and tossed out the remark.

Then, he turned and yelled to the surrounding crowd, "Where’s the applause? I worked hard performing that beatdown on the Half-Demon Race’s trash. How about a round of applause!"

’Applause?’

’Do you fucking think this is a performance?’

The corners of the crowd’s eyes twitched. This guy’s arrogant attitude was just infuriating!

RUMBLE!

Lang Xiaotian finally made his move. He had originally wanted to give Wuxi a chance, but instead, he’d been slapped in the face!

He was enraged!

He stomped one foot forward, sending ripples of energy washing out, shaking heaven and earth.

"Bring it on, Ancient Blood Physique! I want to see for myself just how strong you are!" Dongfang Youdi rolled up his sleeves, getting ready to fight again.

’He wants to challenge the Ancient Blood Physique!’

The crowd was suddenly startled. So this guy’s goal was to challenge the Ancient Blood!

"As you wish. But you will regret it."

Lang Xiaotian was insurpassably arrogant. His domineering aura pressed down on Dongfang Youdi like a great mountain, causing his body to crack and groan under the pressure.

"The Ancient Blood Physique really is strong!"

Dongfang Youdi dropped his roguish posture and looked up, staring intently at Lang Xiaotian.

"A pity you realize it too late. The consequence of your provocation is death," Lang Xiaotian said with contempt upon hearing Dongfang Youdi’s words.

"Heh heh, give you an inch and you take a mile. You’re pretty shameless yourself."

At the same time, Dongfang Youdi suddenly broke into a grin, making Lang Xiaotian’s gaze harden!

BOOM!

A sharp aura abruptly erupted from Dongfang Youdi’s body, clashing with Lang Xiaotian’s!

In the restaurant, chairs were sent flying, and the crowd retreated another several dozen steps.

’What a powerful person!’

Only now did they realize that beneath Dongfang Youdi’s arrogance lay such terrifying strength!

’Damn it!’

To the side, Wuxi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Dongfang Youdi. He knew now that he had been toyed with before, and his gaze turned venomous!

BOOM!

Seizing the moment when Dongfang Youdi was clashing with Lang Xiaotian, he shot forward like a venomous snake, launching a sneak attack on Dongfang Youdi.

A Blood Sword, laced with a cold poison, struck toward Dongfang Youdi’s heart.

The crowd didn’t even have time to react.

Dragon King, Dongfang Wudi, and their companions saw it, but none of them could react in time. They could only watch as the Blood Sword rapidly closed in.

RUMBLE!

But at that very moment, a massive golden hand reached out from the restaurant’s staircase, violently shattered the Blood Sword, and snatched Wuxi in its grip.

"Still playing these sneak-attack games? The Half-Demon Race really has some nerve!"

A cold voice rang out as the five fingers of the golden hand clenched shut.

BANG!

Wuxi’s body was crushed into paste. The pupils of everyone present contracted, and they all whipped their heads around to look at the newcomer!

A figure in a purple robe strode up, followed by a number of people.

"Holy shit, it’s you, kid!"

Dongfang Youdi glanced over his shoulder and recognized the person. It was really Ye Wushuang!

"You just focus on fighting him. If anyone else dares to make a move on you, I’ll twist off their head and give it to you for a chamber pot."

Ye Wushuang walked forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the other Half-Demons with the Ancient Blood Physique. He spoke casually, but his tone was incomparably domineering. Everyone knew his words were directed at those with the Ancient Blood Physiques!