Become the strongest in the world of gods through game experience

Zhang Xiaoyuan shook the brain matter off her fist, her expression icy.

Below the booth, Lang Tian's calf twitched from time to time, and it seemed like he could still be saved.

"How could this be? Wolf Sky's head was blown apart by a single punch. The heads of Silver Wolf Clan members are harder than ordinary weapons."

"This human... no wonder Gu Jin surrendered so easily. If he had spoken any later, he would have ended up like Lang Tian."

Some of the alien races shuddered. Their defenses weren't much stronger than Wolf Sky's head. If they really went up against Zhang Xiaoyuan, their fate... was predictable.

Pina was stunned at the edge of the booth.

Zhang Xiaoyuan's level was almost the same as Lang Tian's, yet she defeated Lang Tian with just two punches. How could the difference be so great?

Wolf Sky's head is as hard as iron; to easily smash it, one would probably need to have a punching power of level 40.

How could Zhang Xiaoyuan do that?

'His strength... no wonder he was recommended by that fox; his true strength is truly formidable.'

Lang Tian lay stiffly on the ground, and no other alien race dared to attack Zhang Xiaoyuan.

Although they felt they were stronger than Lang Tian, ​​they wouldn't seek death for no reason.

Seeing that no one else was going to make a move, Zhang Xiaoyuan pouted and glanced at Lang Tian with some disdain.

Killing native alien races not only doesn't drop skill emblems, but also doesn't give experience. Aside from intimidating other alien races, it's completely useless.

"Haha, buddy, you've got some punching power. One punch and they were too scared to come any closer."

Zhao Yang walked forward with a smile and took out three lollipops.

"Homemade candy has a very unique flavor."

As if to prove that the lollipops weren't poisonous, Zhao Yang took a green lollipop and put it in his mouth.

Zhang Xiaoyuan hesitated for a moment, but still took one. Even if it was poisoned, he could still eliminate Zhao Yang with one punch before the poison took effect.

Zhang Xiaoyuan opened the package and found a bright red lollipop, while Ci Nianyun's was a brown lollipop.

“What a strange taste.”

Zhang Xiaoyuan found the taste a bit pungent, took a small lick, frowned, and a tingling sensation immediately filled the tip of her tongue.

"Chili flavor?"

“Correct answer,” Zhao Yang said with a smile.

So, this lollipop isn't coffee flavored anymore?

Ci Nianyun looked at the brown lollipop in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then took a bite.

"It tastes like cumin..."

Ci Nianyun was speechless. What kind of normal lollipop has this flavor?

"Your lollipops must sell terribly, I've never even heard of them."

"No, I believe these new flavored lollipops will definitely occupy a large market share in the future!"

Zhao Yang spoke with fervor, completely unaware that this uniquely flavored lollipop was a culinary abomination.

Ci Nianyun didn't continue eating it, but put the lollipop into her backpack. After all, it wasn't appropriate to throw it away in front of the producer, so she should save some face.

"Hey, little sister, you've already accepted my lollipop, so shouldn't you withdraw from this competition? After all, I'm much stronger than you."

Zhao Yang gradually returned to normal, and his gaze toward Ci Nianyun carried a hint of pressure.

"Since you've said that, then I don't want it anymore, here you go."

Ci Nianyun pouted, already knowing this person was up to no good, so she took out a lollipop and casually tossed it to Zhao Yang.

As a result, Zhao Yang failed to catch it, and it fell to the ground with a "thud," scattering sugar crumbs and cracking all over the sugar ball.

"No! You dare destroy my masterpiece? You're asking for death!"

Zhao Yang's face instantly turned gloomy. He roared and slapped Ci Nianyun with a glowing palm.

Bang!

But the next moment, he was met with Zhang Xiaoyuan's chubby yet incredibly hard fist, which directly shattered his skills.

"what are you going to do?!"

Zhao Yang quickly took a step back, putting some distance between himself and Zhang Xiaoyuan.

His skills are all ranged attacks, and he doesn't want to compete in strength with someone so powerful.

"What a coincidence, I don't want this lollipop either."

Zhang Xiaoyuan casually tossed the lollipop, which got dusty and rolled to Zhao Yang's feet.

"You deserve to die!"

Zhao Yang glared angrily, his body radiating light.

"To be honest, even if you gave a lollipop like that for free, nobody would eat it."

Zhang Xiaoyuan pursed her lips and said with disdain.

This dessert doesn't look like a dessert at all! Is that even acceptable?!

boom!

Zhao Yang made his move; the ball of light gathered above his head and eventually condensed into a sphere of light with a diameter of three meters.

"Radiant Bomb!"

The ball of light flew out slowly, seemingly very slowly, but in reality, it was unavoidable and would always pursue the enemy it wanted to strike.

"Die in the light!"

"Wow, what a magnificent skill."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was so blinded by the light that she could barely open her eyes. A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. Why didn't any of his skills look this good?

He suddenly swung his fist, feeling a surge of heat gather in his fist and then burst out of his body.

With a "whoosh," the heat flow transformed into a blade of light, piercing through the dazzling orb of light in front of it.

The people on the stage only felt a flash, and then the slowly moving ball of light came to a standstill, as if it had lost its power.

Then the sphere of light instantly dimmed and vanished with a roar.

“You, what did you do?!”

Zhao Yang was shocked. Others hadn't seen anything, but he clearly felt that after Zhang Xiaoyuan threw her punch, the Radiant Bullet he released became unstable and was then dispersed.

"This feeling... is it caused by the killing?"

The blade-like aura emitted by the fist just now carried a sharp intent. Zhang Xiaoyuan sensed it briefly and realized that it was the effect of a killing skill.

Moreover, its sharpness was a hundred times stronger than that of an ordinary attack, as if it wanted to kill all the enemies in front of it.

Just now, the finishing move triggered its effect; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to completely destroy Zhao Yang's full-force attack with a single punch.

"Perhaps if I master this sharpness, I will be able to trigger the finishing move skill to kill enemies of the same level with 100% accuracy."

Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaoyuan felt a little excited.

He threw another punch, trying to recreate that feeling from before.

Unfortunately, the trigger probability of the execute effect is only 0.04%, making it too difficult to trigger.

"We need to finish the battle as soon as possible. While we still have some inspiration, we should go back to our lodgings and reflect on it further."

Zhang Xiaoyuan straightened her expression and aimed her fist at Zhao Yang, who was still bewildered in the wind.

"Thank you for letting me experience this feeling. I won't tease you anymore."

Zhao Yang didn't understand what Zhang Xiaoyuan meant and wanted to ask her how she did it, when suddenly a fist the size of a sandbag loomed larger in his face.

"Teleport?!"

Zhao Yang let out a cry of surprise. Before he could defend himself, he was sent flying into the air and crashed heavily to the ground below the exhibition stand.

A series of "crack" sounds rang out, and Zhao Yang felt that many of his bones had broken. Fortunately, he was still alive and had not returned to the outside world.

"Although you are stronger than me, one day I will make you admit that the lollipop I developed is the best!"

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted.