Chapter 62 30 Seconds of Real Manliness

The members of Black Rose were filled with sorrow, but no one dared to speak. It was said that the Asura Clan had notoriously bad tempers.

Hei Wukai completely ignored his surroundings, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. With one step forward, he slightly shifted his body, completely blocking his next move.

Hei Wukai's soul power gradually ignited, and a murderous aura shot out like a sharp sword. On the other side, Wang Feng’s soul power appeared, ordinary and incomparable to Hei Wukai’s.

But Hei Wukai revealed a hint of a smile. Damn, this is interesting. He sealed off five more angles for himself. This can't be a coincidence!

Boom...

Soul power erupted, carrying an overwhelming and unstoppable aura, coalescing into a beam for a direct impact.

Hei Wukai's "attack" met resistance like water hitting a rock, splitting it in two, and his next move was blocked again.

Someone who understands how to break "momentum" is a true expert.

And this person is someone Karida values; they might have some real skills.

A faint excitement appeared on Hei Wukai's face, his pupils spinning slightly under the influence of soul power, creating a black hole-like effect that covered all the whites of his eyes.

Longmoer’s smile remained unchanged, but confusion appeared in his eyes.

Ghost Eye Technique.

This was a unique secret technique of the Asura Clan, known only to those who wielded it.

Others couldn't sense these changes. Hei Wukai maintained his stance, and Wang Feng didn’t move. What was happening with these two?

With Ghost Eye Technique activated, Hei Wukai’s body trembled; the light nearly blinded him.

Hehehe...

"Never thought, never thought!" Hei Wukai licked his lips, his expression becoming incredibly excited. As he spoke, his soul power surged uncontrollably, creating a whirlwind throughout the room, growing stronger without any sign of stopping.

Not just Black Rose, even the Eight Tribes were stunned. What was going on?

Why did Hei Wukai enter combat mode?

His soul power carried a fierce killing intent. Yes, not sparring, but genuine intent to kill.

Mo Tong was also stunned. Hei Wukai only acted like this when facing powerful opponents. The last time Mo Tong saw this was when Hei Wukai fought his master's uncle, who took half a month to recover afterward.

The atmosphere froze, but Hei Wukai's momentum continued to rise rapidly.

His body slowly tensed, left leg pressing down, making his posture lean forward straight, transforming him into a sharp sword, revealing its lethal edge.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz!

The terrifying pressure continued to spread, enveloping the entire area. The air seemed to be sucked away by this immense pressure, causing Luo Lan and others to feel breathless. Kela, Meng Wu, and others, already injured, could barely withstand it.

Their wounds, which had just stopped bleeding, showed signs of reopening, their blood and qi reversing, trembling under this terrifying pressure!

Luo Lan and others drew cold breaths, feeling like ants. They had sensed Hei Wukai’s strength before, but now they realized the gap was even greater than they thought!

In his full-power state, Hei Wukai controlled the entire scene with his pressure alone.

His body tilted slightly left and right, his soul power fluctuating continuously as he sought the perfect entry point.

Strangely, no matter how he changed his angle, the relaxed stance and misty aura of the opponent gave Hei Wukai a sense of a trap, unaffected by his terrifying pressure.

Old Wang... helpless, he didn’t want to show off. Soul pressure had no effect on his insect god seed. This Hei Wukai had the rare Ghost Eye of the Asura Clan and seemed to see something.

The problem was, he was just a facade!

Old Wang was drenched in sweat. He needed to find a way, quickly. One strike from that sword would take ten lives!

Hei Wukai’s left hip pressed down,

his right hand slowly reaching over. His sword, the strongest sword! No flaws, just create them, break through with force!

The moment his fingers touched the handle of the Asura Fang Sword...

Buzz buzz buzz~

A powerful gust instantly shook the air, Hei Wukai’s presence changing drastically. In an instant, the surroundings were filled with murderous intent, as if the cries of ghosts and wolves could be heard!

Puff... Meng Wu and Kela couldn’t help but spit out blood, while Fantasia, Wu Di, and Rachel almost fell to the ground.

But no one paid attention to them. Those still standing held their breath, almost unable to think under the overwhelming pressure!

Zing~

Hei Wukai’s left thumb lightly flicked, a cold light shining, revealing the deadly edge of the Asura Fang Sword!

All the pressure converged on that single point of cold light!

"Asura Fang..."

Thud!

Before the low-pitched technique name was finished, Old Wang, who had been calm, collapsed to the ground.

...

Silence fell over the entire scene. The members of Black Rose looked at Wang Feng on the ground and then at Hei Wukai. This person could kill without a trace; how could they possibly play against him?

Ma Tan gloated, feeling as satisfied as if he had battled Rachel for a hundred rounds. Finally, someone had met their match; he deserved it!

Hei Wukai, with a serious expression, froze with his sword halfway out of its sheath, his mouth slightly open, staring dumbfounded at the opposite side.

Damn, I’ve never seen anything like this before!

I’ve been around for a while and have faced all sorts of opponents, but this is my first time encountering something like this!

He hasn’t even made a move yet. What’s going on?

Suddenly, Fantasia let out a mournful cry as he rushed onto the stage: "How could you kill someone? Ah Feng, Ah Feng, you can’t die! My God!"

Winnie couldn’t help but frown. Damn it, just because they’re Yaksas doesn’t mean they can get away with murder!

"Senior Brother Wang Feng!" Yin Fu also opened her mouth wide in shock, quickly running over and grabbing Wang Feng’s hand, already releasing her healing power.

Even Mo Tong was stunned, feeling a bit reluctant. "Brother Kai, I was just joking. You didn’t really kill him, did you? A beating would have been enough."

Yin Fu’s small hands were so soft and comfortable, the warm soul power felt very soothing. It wasn’t that he was cowardly, but if he hadn’t acted decisively, he would have been torn to pieces. It scared the hell out of me!

Kela and Wu Di also rushed onto the stage. Although Old Wang loved to show off, he had always been good to everyone.

"Huh?" Yin Fu was taken aback. There seems to be nothing wrong here.

Old Wang squinted his eyes, knowing he couldn’t keep up the act. He took a deep breath and sat up suddenly. "That was some powerful sword qi, impressive, impressive. I admit defeat!"

He even bowed slightly towards Hei Wukai.

Everyone was silent for at least five or six seconds before coming back to their senses. The first one to react was Winnie. For the first time in her life, she had been fooled like this. Should she take out this captain?

Everyone understood now; they felt like they had been shown up by this guy, and their intelligence had been ground into the dirt a hundred times over.

What sword qi? Hei Wukai hadn’t even made a move yet! This guy had clearly just been scared unconscious by Hei Wukai’s accumulated sword momentum.

The truth was now clear.

"Really good at acting!" Ma Tan spat angrily. "You’re the king of trash!"

"That doesn’t count!" After being stunned for a moment, Mo Tong jumped out, red-faced and neck-strained. "That doesn’t count, you haven’t even fought yet!"

"What doesn’t count? Didn’t you see my invisible battle with Hei Wukai?" Old Wang said contemptuously. "We stood there for thirty whole seconds! Every second was a fierce mental struggle, more intense than any physical fight. At this level of combat, you wouldn’t understand, junior brother."

Mo Tong was left speechless by Wang Feng’s rebuttal. To be honest, under the pressure of Hei Wukai’s sword momentum and aura, lasting thirty seconds without collapsing was indeed an achievement.

But then again… why did Hei Wukai need to pull off such an exaggerated move against such a waste?

Longmoer looked meaningfully at Hei Wukai, but Hei Wukai only frowned, saying nothing.

Unlike everyone else’s assumptions, Hei Wukai genuinely couldn’t understand. As he silently stood aside, his gaze never left Wang Feng, and his expression became somewhat strange.

Was it just an illusion earlier?

His ghost eye might not be fully developed, but what was that blinding sensation?

He had never experienced it before, nor was there any record of it in his family’s history.

But one thing was certain: this person was definitely not incompetent!

Acting? What was he hiding?

Interesting.