Chapter 770: You Hu: This Old Man Won't Accept It!

The explosion erupted from the point where the two men's fists and claws met, then wildly expanded outward in every direction.

The tremendous force had torn up the ground, splitting the earth apart.

When the explosion first began, the people nearby heard no sound at all, only a ringing in their ears.

Then they felt the overwhelming power send everyone around them flying.

They had clearly been standing far enough away!

But this time, the force exceeded everyone's expectations.

Some Superhumans even had to use their Supernatural Power just to avoid looking completely pathetic.

But ordinary people had it much worse.

Those who were simply sent flying were the lucky ones. Others were struck directly by flying rocks or debris.

Wailing and crying merged into one continuous sound.

……

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

It hurt so much!

A pain so deep it burrowed into the bone marrow, as though even his soul was howling along with it.

This sensation was something You Hu had never experienced before.

Why did it hurt so much?

He had been through more brutal battles before, had teetered on the edge of life and death numerous times, had even thought his life would end more than once.

But this kind of pain…

You Hu let both arms hang limp. His right hand, which had been raised before, now dangled at his side as well.

The dharma form behind him vanished!

Blood streamed from his right arm.

It wasn't that his right arm had many wounds.

Rather, every single capillary had burst from the impact, and the blood that poured out had painted his entire arm as if it had been coated in red lacquer.

Bright red blood dripped onto the ground.

At the spot where they had clashed, a deep pit had appeared.

A very, very deep pit…

The center of the pit spread outward in radiating ripples.

Everyone around watched with expressions of sheer horror.

Many survivors had wounds on their bodies and faces.

They had clearly moved far, far away earlier, but the shockwave from the two men's collision had still affected everyone nearby.

The gates of Happy Garden had long since vanished, likely destroyed in the aftermath of the battle.

The building closest to the compound entrance had been directly collapsed by the shockwave.

Those people's eyes seemed to be looking at him, yet also seemed to be staring in another direction.

Across from him stood a figure.

It was that One-eyed Guy, it was that Chief Seat…

That man…

He seemed to have been standing there the entire time.

His punch had not knocked the other man down!

That man's claw had been incredibly powerful, more powerful than he could have imagined!

He had underestimated him!

And he had overestimated himself!

The Chief Seat! Of course he was the Chief Seat!

No wonder Hou Junji had made him the Chief Seat!

He had been careless!

You Hu's body swayed slightly, unable to stand steady.

He wanted to muster his last bit of strength to strike the man across from him one more time, to see if that man was truly that strong!

But he found that he seemed unable to do it anymore.

He glanced at the sky. The blood moon above and the man across from him seemed to be the same color.

He had clearly used the power of his dharma form, so why couldn't he knock the other man down?

Could it be that he also had a dharma form?

What was his dharma form?

That blood moon?

How could that be?

You Hu was startled by his own thought!

But quickly, he tossed that idea aside.

Because the excruciating pain was still there!

So painful!~~~

……

Chen Ye stood beneath the blood moon, looking at You Hu across from him, his left hand clasped behind his back, his gaze indifferent.

But in truth, no one knew that You Hu's punch had been truly, truly powerful!

So powerful it exceeded his own estimates!

Even if this man's strength was somewhat below Jiang Rou's, the gap was limited.

If he were to face Wu Zehui, it would be hard to say who would win.

The reason Wu Zehui held the third seat was simply because Hou Junji felt that the Fair Convoy occupying two of the top three positions was too conspicuous, and he had intentionally arranged it that way.

Lin Qingge held the fifth seat purely because she had contributed in the battle against Number Two.

At this moment, Chen Ye felt a burning pain in his left hand.

If not for the Demon Claw, and if the blood moon had not already risen into the sky.

With his abilities not yet fully recovered, if he hadn't used the power of fear, defeating You Hu would have been nearly impossible!

What a pity. He had originally planned to wait until his Supernatural Power recovered a bit more before going into the Ghost Prison to check on that thing in the third cell.

It seemed that plan would have to be delayed again.

Chen Ye felt a stuffiness in his chest, but at this moment he dared not show even a trace of it.

He forcefully suppressed the discomfort in his chest.

His expression cold and indifferent, he simply looked at everyone.

His blood-red pupils revealed not the slightest emotion.

Everyone whose gaze met Chen Ye's lowered their eyes gloomily, not daring to meet his stare.

Earlier, some people had still been commenting on Chen Ye, but now, after a single glance from him, these people felt as though a small drum was pounding in their hearts.

……

Jiang Rou looked at Chen Ye, then at You Hu, and the corner of her mouth curved upward.

"Interesting, interesting!"

You Hu had been beaten by her too, but it had taken considerable effort.

She knew better than anyone just how strong You Hu really was.

But Chen Ye, relying on strength that hadn't fully recovered, had taken down You Hu with a single punch.

This man…

Worthy of being her ex-boyfriend!

Pah pah pah! I never even dated him!

Sun Xixi said nothing, simply standing there, silent as a tree, not uttering a single word.

You Mengmeng looked worriedly at her brother, then at Chen Ye.

Her brother was just standing there now, and it made her very worried.

Finally…

Someone noticed that the figure who had been standing there all along, body swaying slightly.

That man, who stood like a mountain, like a fierce tiger, actually had something glistening at the corner of his eye, reflecting the blood-colored moonlight.

If he were an ordinary person, perhaps no one would have noticed that glimmer.

But there were many Superhumans present!

With a Superhuman's eyesight, that tiny glimmer was as conspicuous as a firefly in the darkness.

Anyone with eyes knew what that glimmer was.

That man… had actually been beaten to tears!

Was he truly beaten to tears?

You Mengmeng was even more dumbstruck.

Her brother… had actually cried?

Was this still her brother?

He had teetered on the edge of life and death so many times, had survived so many desperate situations.

Her brother had never cried, but now… he had been beaten to tears by that big bad guy?

He was beaten to tears?

This… how was it possible?

You Mengmeng's eyes went wide, and she even rubbed them hard, thinking she was seeing things.

The two Superhumans from Wolf Pack Convoy behind her also wore expressions as if they'd seen a ghost.

Was this still You Hu?

Was this still him?

"Hahahaha… You Hu, You Hu was beaten to tears? Hahahaha…"

Just then, Dantai Bie's obnoxious voice piped up.

Dantai Bie pointed at the swaying You Hu and laughed uproariously.

Earlier, when You Hu had defeated Wang Yu, these two guys from Wolf Pack Convoy had been so smug.

Now their pride had been beaten to tears.

Dantai Bie was as pleased as he could possibly be!

"That One-eyed Guy is from our convoy, he's my bro! My good bro!"

"That's my bro!"

Dantai Bie grabbed a sour-faced man beside him and bragged.

As if the one standing in the arena was not Chen Ye, but himself.

The man said nothing, his face dark as a storm cloud.

You Hu wiped his face and only then discovered that at some point, wet streaks had appeared on his cheeks.

At this moment, You Hu felt as though lightning had struck his entire body.

This was even harder to bear than losing the exchange.

He had actually cried?

What the hell…

You Hu's whole body collapsed like a mountain, falling to the ground.

At this point, passing out would have been the best choice.

But the searing pain from his arm made it impossible for him to lose consciousness.

"This old man! Won't accept it! This old man! Won't accept it!!!~~~"