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Chapter 651 Combat
"An ordinary human passing by?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell into a strange, stunned silence.

The leopard nobleman's shock instantly turned into twisted rage, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

An ordinary human? A monster who could annihilate his full-force attack with his bare hands calls himself an ordinary human?
"What a joke! You're the kind of guy who..."

He roared, and divine power once again gathered at the tips of his claws, but before he could finish speaking, his vision suddenly spun around.

He saw a headless leopard-like body, weakly gushing hot blood.

That body was so familiar.

Isn't that his body?

puff.

As his head fell to the ground, a final trace of incomprehensible astonishment remained in his eyes, which remained wide open until death.

Luo slowly withdrew his right hand, which was pointing like a sword, as if he had merely brushed away a speck of dust.

He didn't even glance at the corpse, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the remaining nobles of the myriad races, whose souls had long since vanished.

Clang! Bang!
Amidst the ear-piercing clang of metal, the several members of the myriad races instantly dropped their weapons, their legs buckled, and they knelt down one after another, their foreheads pressed tightly to the ground, trembling and not daring to even breathe.

"Ha, how boring."

Upon seeing this, Luo shook his head, the slight interest in his eyes quickly fading.

What he seeks is a grand war that can shake the heavens and the earth, a clash of wills, and a battle between the great paths.

These guys in front of me still have the strength to fight, but they have lost the will to fight, so they can no longer be called enemies.

He ignored the kneeling races and turned his gaze to the group of humans who were imprisoned.

The ragged humans trembled and lowered their heads in fear the moment their eyes met his.

They dared not meet Luo's gaze, yet subconsciously stole glances at the myriad races, their empty eyes seeming to await new instructions from the dead.

Luo's brows furrowed slightly.

The humans he had seen, even when trapped in dire straits, still had an indomitable fury burning in their eyes.

But the people here seem to have lost even the instinct to resist.

Just as a hint of impatience rose in his heart and a killing intent stirred, a figure stepped forward and silently stood between him and the group of humans.

It is ancient.

"Oh? Interesting."

Luo's gaze fell on Gu, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.

"Kid, are you trying to stop me?"

The reason he was here was because of this young man who surprised even him a little.

As the personification of the concept of "war," all creations and knowledge related to strife and conflict throughout the multiverse flow naturally into his mind like rivers flowing into the sea. He can analyze all the laws of the world and understand all combat techniques.

But the pure and extreme power that this kid used was beyond his comprehension, especially the move that the other party had used to defeat a Saint, which contained a certain will that even he could not fully analyze.

"What do you want to do?"

Gu asked in a deep voice, his grip on the stone axe tightening slightly.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the man before him, who called himself "Luo," was even greater than that of the saint he had once held.

"antiquity……"

Jun whispered a reminder behind him, signaling him to calm down. Luo ignored Jun, only staring at Gu with interest, his voice carrying a hint of amusement and scrutiny:

"These guys have lost the right to be human; they'll turn on you for a tiny bit of food."

Even so, will you still shelter them?

As soon as the words were spoken, an invisible killing intent, like a tangible, icy tide, swept towards the limp humans.

"what--!"

A series of shrill screams rang out, and the faces of those humans instantly turned ashen, their bodies trembling violently, as if an invisible giant hand had gripped their hearts. Even the last bit of strength to stand was drained away, and they collapsed to the ground, defecating and urinating indiscriminately.

The numbness of those people swinging their fists at him, and the despair he felt now collapsing under the threat of killing intent, alternated in his mind.

He doesn't know what is right and what is wrong.

After a long period of contemplation, he simply followed his most genuine thoughts at that moment.

He stepped forward again, standing even more firmly in front of the group.

"Yes."

He answered in a low voice. When the strong bully the weak, forcing them to do things they don't want to do, is it the weak who are powerless to resist who are at fault?

"Haha, this is hilarious, absolutely hilarious!"

Upon hearing this answer, Luo burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His laughter was filled with admiration and ecstasy.

"Then try...to stop me!"

Before the laughter subsided, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot, and he threw a punch, aiming directly at the unconscious humans behind Gu.

Gu's pupils contracted sharply, and he rushed forward almost simultaneously.

boom!
The two fists collided, but instead of erupting with earth-shattering energy flames, there was only a muffled, drum-like thud.

There seemed to be an unspoken understanding between the two. Neither of them used any extraordinary energy, and they engaged in the purest and most primal clash of physical bodies and techniques.

Even so, the force of the punches and kicks still carved deep furrows into the hard ground.

What's even more astonishing is the sheer ingenuity of their moves; it's simply unbelievable.

Luo's movements were expansive and dynamic, yet contained endless variations, seemingly encompassing all the art of war throughout history.

Ancient techniques are pure to the extreme; every punch and kick follows a fundamental principle, embodying the principle of simplicity and returning to the original nature.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, resulting in a draw.

Standing outside the battle zone, Jun's eyes were filled with shock and contemplation.

Who is this person...?
He knew better than anyone how terrifying Gu's power was.

His pure and innocent heart gave him unimaginable insight and concentration in battle.

Jun had heard Yang Lie, the strongest among the foot men, comment that Gu was only lacking in power accumulation, but in terms of understanding of combat and the application of techniques and power, Gu was even superior to him.

You should know that Yang Lie is not a human, but an immortal being who has lived for hundreds of years and can even become stronger through the system.

Even among the foot-players, Yang Lie can be considered the strongest.

He was a monster who, in that endless darkness and solitude, relied on his own will to push the [Magnetic Field Rotation] to its ultimate state, a state comparable to that of a saint.

To receive such high praise from him speaks volumes about the value of Gu's work.

However, this mysterious "Luo" before us is actually on par with Koda in terms of pure skill?!

Isn’t this really outrageous?
(End of this chapter)