Chapter 140: The Terrifying 100% Power

"Are you planning to test me?" Feeling the confidence in Qin Xiaochuan's tone, Sikong Lang could not help but turn serious. Adopting a combat stance, Sikong Lang bent his body slightly, curved his rear legs, and pulled back his right fist into a preparatory striking position, while extending his left hand with fingers splayed for defense. Qin Xiaochuan's currently released spiritual energy gave Sikong Lang a hint of danger. It had been a long time since he last felt such a hazardous sensation. Sikong Lang knew in his heart that Qin Xiaochuan was no longer an opponent he could casually deal with at will. Staring at the Qin Xiaochuan opposite him, Sikong Lang said with a self-mocking chuckle, "I really feel like I'm being underestimated!" With that, he waved a hand at Qin Xiaochuan and said, "Come at me! Let me show you just who is testing whom!"

"!!"

"So fast!" Seeing Qin Xiaochuan vanish in an instant, Baiying could not quite believe his eyes, and even Feiyan beside him was startled. Proud of his own speed as he always was, Feiyan now felt a sense of extreme shock at Qin Xiaochuan's velocity. This speed? ......

"He vanished!?" Seeing Qin Xiaochuan suddenly disappear, Zhang Yang widened his eyes in fright. His vision simply could not keep up with Qin Xiaochuan's pace. Was this guy a ghost? How could he vanish just like that? This was far too fast.

"Take my punch!" Released from the shackles of the spiritual light lock, Qin Xiaochuan was like an untamed wild horse as he dashed right before Sikong Lang in an instant. His right fist slammed into Sikong Lang's body like a cannonball. Facing Qin Xiaochuan attacking at such a speed, even the usually confident Sikong Lang failed to raise a defense in time, immediately sent flying by a flurry of punches resembling raindrops.

"Barehanded... and he sent Sikong Lang flying!"

"Is this guy even human!?"

"Why did Sikong Lang get blasted away just like that!?"

"Incredible!"

......

Seeing Sikong Lang sent flying, many spectators in the stands could not believe their eyes and stood up from their seats in shock. What on earth had just happened down there? How was Sikong Lang knocked away in a flash, and by a barehanded Qin Xiaochuan at that? They hadn't even caught how Qin Xiaochuan threw his punch. Was this guy... even a human?

Catching up to the airborne Sikong Lang, Qin Xiaochuan delivered a fierce right hook, pinning the horizontally flying Sikong Lang directly into the ground. A colossal force radiated from Sikong Lang's back, and the immense pressure of the punch carved a deep crater into the earth beneath him. Qin Xiaochuan's single-fisted might struck squarely against Sikong Lang's chest, nailing his body firmly to the ground.

"Hit hit hit hit hit hit hit!!!"

Qin Xiaochuan's fists rained down like a storm upon Sikong Lang's face and body, granting him zero opportunity to counterattack, sealing Sikong Lang's body deep within the massive pit.

"The blows are raining down like a tempest, leaving Sikong Lang no chance to fight back whatsoever. Truly too fast!" Baiying cried out in astonishment at Qin Xiaochuan's onslaught. Simply too fast! Sikong Lang actually had no means to parry. He never expected that unlocking the spiritual light lock would allow him to erupt with such terrifying power!

"Don't stop, Xiaochuan! Seal him right there!" The sight before them was wildly exhilarating, and Zhang Yang, standing nearby, shouted at the top of his lungs, calling out loudly to Qin Xiaochuan.

"Finish him off just like that--!" Sitting in the stands, Jiong and Lingju were cheering Qin Xiaochuan on as well, wishing they could pull Qin Xiaochuan aside and step into the fray themselves. It looked as though they were throwing the punches right along with him, and Jiong's face bore an expression of putting forth all his strength.

"Hiss~~!!"

As he threw himself into the relentless blows, Qin Xiaochuan sensed a dangerous aura. With a sudden leap, he backward-flipped out of the crater he had just smashed open. That look just now? Seeing Sikong Lang's bizarre expression startled Qin Xiaochuan into dodging away. That look was neither murderous intent nor fury, but the sensation of death itself—the feeling that if he hadn't leaped aside, he would have been killed. Sikong Lang's expression just then was far too terrifying. Landing outside the pit, Qin Xiaochuan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. This was his first time encountering such a horrifying sensation. Was this Sikong Lang? He truly hadn't expected it.

Just then, Sikong Lang climbed out of the pit. His physique had completely shrunk back down, and his entire body was covered in bruised, darkened fist marks—the damage left behind by Qin Xiaochuan.

"Look at Sikong Lang's body! He suddenly shrank back down!"

"Just like a punctured balloon!"

"I never would have imagined!"

"Could it be that Sikong Lang couldn't handle Qin Xiaochuan's attacks and gave up?"

"That attack just now scared the life out of me!"

......

Seeing Sikong Lang emerge from the pit with his previously robust body abruptly shrunken down, many of the demons in the stands whispered amongst themselves. Judging from the bruises on Sikong Lang, he seemed to have suffered severe damage from Qin Xiaochuan. It was simply unbelievable! The formidable Sikong Lang had actually been beaten to such a state—this Qin Xiaochuan was far too terrifying! Was this fellow even human?

"This feeling... is truly spine-chilling!" Gazing at Sikong Lang standing by the edge of the pit, Baiying suddenly felt an invisible, massive wave of oppression. The sensation was akin to facing an impending, long-accumulated tempest; the stillness was enough to evoke terror.

"100%..." Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Sikong Lang stared coldly at Qin Xiaochuan. Dense networks of blood vessels bulged across his entire body, and a terrifying demonic aura spewed from within him, drifting outward toward the surrounding spectator seats. "Since this is my first time encountering a worthy rival, let us have a magnificent match!"

Merely at the onset, the demonic aura overflowing from Sikong Lang's body rapidly dissolved some of the weaker demons in the front row. That terrifying, aggressive demonic aura surged continuously toward the surrounding spectators, relentlessly battering the opposite shore like a rising tide. This demonic aura could no longer be perceived merely by sensation; it behaved like a tangible, solid liquid. The demonic aura pouring endlessly from Sikong Lang's body completely submerged the demons in the stands, and the tidal wave of aura even overflowed the entire arena, rushing toward the spectators watching from outside. Countless frail demons quickly dissolved when engulfed by this substance-like demonic aura.

"This is bad." Lighting a cigarette, Jingliu took a puff and looked down at Sikong Lang below, a sense of despair bleeding into her tone. "This fellow is not something a human can defeat! Huff......"

"Sister Jingliu!"

"What kind of joke is this!" Hearing Jingliu's words, Suxu grew somewhat angry. Crushing the bottle in her hand to pieces, she shouted loudly, "Our Xiaochuan will definitely win! He definitely will!!"

"Xiaochuan!... " Staring at Qin Xiaochuan below, Fan Fan collapsed weakly onto her knees. Although she did not know just how powerful Qin Xiaochuan was, facing the absolute oppression emanating from Sikong Lang bred an inescapable sense of utter, invincible despair within her. This despair rendered Fan Fan completely powerless, causing her to crumple to the ground. If Qin Xiaochuan were to die... if he were to die...

"Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak!~~~~......!!"

The muscles on Sikong Lang's body wriggled like raised tree roots beneath his skin. The bulging muscles stretched the skin across his entire body to its limit, even covering his face with expanding strips of muscle tissue. As he unleashed his full power for the first time, his body seemingly unable to bear the physical trauma brought by such might, saliva began to spill from Sikong Lang's mouth.

"Such formidable muscle writhing!" Watching the muscles on Sikong Lang, Baiying wore an expression of utter dismay. He had never witnessed a guy with such abnormal musculature, and this fellow's demonic aura had also undergone a qualitative leap. The continuously rising demonic aura had already surpassed the spiritual energy within Qin Xiaochuan, and it was still climbing. Just how strong would this guy's demonic aura become? If things continued this way, every demon in the entire arena would be devoured by this wave of aura. It was simply too terrifying.

"Was this guy really human in the past?" Observing Sikong Lang in the midst of his transformation, Feiyan's eyes also revealed sheer disbelief. The guy's musculature was terrifying beyond measure; to be able to train one's muscles to such a degree—even if he had reincarnated as a demon, without enormous physical strength supporting him in his previous life, he could never have reached his current level.

"Attack quickly, Qin Xiaochuan! The opportunity is only now. If you wait until he unleashes 100% of his power, defeating him will be impossible!" Watching Qin Xiaochuan still standing foolishly still, Zhang Yang screamed anxiously. Sikong Lang was currently in his most vulnerable transformation phase; launching an attack right now might just allow him to defeat him. Dragging it out any longer would leave zero hope. Seeing Qin Xiaochuan still standing motionless, Zhang Yang waved his arms and roared at the top of his lungs.

'My body... my body won't move!' Watching Sikong Lang continually perfecting his form, Qin Xiaochuan did not strike, choosing instead to quietly gaze at his opponent. It wasn't that he was too terrified to move by Sikong Lang; driven by the instinctive desires deep within his heart, Qin Xiaochuan also wanted to witness just what level Sikong Lang operating at 100% power could achieve, and whether someone like that could be defeated by his current self.

"...... So this is 100%?" Gazing at the Sikong Lang before him, the usually expressionless Mr. Yujing also rose from the sofa beneath the stands. Although he had interacted with Sikong Lang for a long time, this was his first time witnessing him in such a state, and it utterly astonished him. He never imagined Sikong Lang's strength could soar to such a tier; no wonder the man claimed to be invincible among mortals. Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, he might not have fully believed Sikong Lang's words.