Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost, Udong
The melodious serenade came to a halt for the second time. Students twirling around the dance floor all turned to the warrior of lower stature at the door who made an overbearing roar.
As a warrior, he was not very tall being less than six feet. But no one dared to look down on him because of this.
Wei Buhuan, fifth grade, and his name ranked 40 on Hundred Battle Ranking List. While he was more famous for being extremely violent not only to his opponents but to himself.
Shaking his folding fan, Tence Matten walked to Qian Jin and whispered. "This man is called Wei Buhuan. He practices Mutated Deform Warrior Power."
Mutated Deform Warrior Power? Qian Jin turned to the gloomy face once again with a pair of surprised eyes. Although it was not that well-known in Zence history, Qian Jin had come across it in the notes of his ancestors. Perhaps it was just because this fighting skill was too appalling that they had decided to write it down.
People tagged it as cruel for many reasons.
The trainees must endure the sting of specially cultivated scorpions every day. It was a rare species possessing extreme coldness. The trainees would experience agony even after they got used to it.
There would be a few days every year when large thin-walled blisters arose from their skin. Once the blisters broke, nauseous liquid gushed out. While to continue the practice, the trainees must swallow those fluids to stimulate their bodies.
After a long time of self-mutilation, the trainees would become eccentric, radical and brutal. No one could tell if there were toxins in his body or Warrior Power.
Mutated Deform Warrior Power had been invented by an instructor from the Punitive Expedition Academy more than a thousand years ago. But in the end, he found the progress too cruel. If the trainees didn't manage to break through to the Saint realm before the age of 40, it would definitely lead to psychological issues and sudden death.
Undoubtedly, it could be seen as a shortcut. So the inventor himself hadn't resisted the temptation. He had turned himself into a murderer who slew a dozen civilians overnight and he was secretly sent to the Human-Demon Battlefront.
Rumor had it that the inventor had killed more than a hundred Demons before he died. In the last minute of his life, his body exploded and the blood poisoned a few more Demons along with some Human warriors around him.
Qian Jin couldn't understand. It was said that the practicing method had been sealed up, then how did the man in front get to learn it?
"Be careful, he is a firecracker!" Tence Matten warned Qian Jin with a faint smile. "I heard that by clueless luck, he obtained the sealed-up book five years ago. Since then he has made a remarkable improvement but at the same time, he has become a weirdo. Students all steer clear of him as far as possible."
Qian Jin cast a look of admiration to Tence Matten. No wonder he was peerless on the prowl and faster than a whippet. Few knew about the Mutated Deform Warrior Power, not to mention the fact it had been sealed up.
"Who is Qian Jin?"
Two warriors cried out at the same time behind Wei Buhuan while they scanned the dance floor. Many students simply looked away to avoid eye contact with them.
"Look! The 96th and 99th..." Holding the fan in front of his face, Tence Matten chuckled. "They have sold themselves to the monster a few days ago. Someone told me they have both joined the Hibiscus Warrior Union."
"He is there! He is Qian Jin!" Holding her magic wand, Abela pointed to Qian Jin through the crowd and cried out of excitement. "He is the man you are looking for!"
Why did Qian Jin stay silent? Some spectators felt a little disappointed. It turned out the man who had such a fairy date was a pussy. He even had no guts to stand up to challenges! He perhaps was going to be dumped by his date.
"You are Qian Jin?" Wei Buhuan asked while his eyes fixed on the girl in Qian Jin's arms. Fu*k! There were desire and surprise!
Wei Buhuan swallowed the lump in his throat. Who was this pretty girl? Well, there was still another side effect that only the trainees would know. Their sexual desire would surge up without pause. Those civilians the inventor had killed...
In fact, they were all girls. He had raped them, killed them and dumped them into the woods. He was still unsatisfied when he was stopped.
Unlike the inventor of the warrior power, Wei Buhuan had almost slept with all the prostitutes in the city. Due to the twisted personality, there was always some perverted and punitive thing he liked.
At first, he would only spank them. As time went by, he pinched and bit them. Now most women there had refused to do it with him no matter how much he offered.
He was having a bad time these days. After he heard the news that Five Bosses of Young Talent had been beaten up by a nobody called Qian Jin, the volcano erupted,
But this chick... Wei Buhuan licked his lips while he secretly decided that no matter what it took, he would get this babe into his bed. Hmph... The law? No big deal... He would just chop up the corpse and destroy the evidence after the game was over.
But, on a second thought, Wei Buhuan felt it a shame if he could only do such a gorgeous once. No... He should buy a house and imprison her there. This way he could ride her anytime he wanted and show her what a real man looked like.
"You are Qian Jin?" Wei Buhuan strode over onto the dance floor. The dancing students all hastened to make way for him. Ones who had stepped a little slower was immediately tossed away by him.
Qian Jin suddenly shrank his pupils as he saw the victim who got tossed. He was familiar with that figure. Right! It was Durk! And the girl next to him? Wasn't she Christine? The girl who had chased Qian Jin around all day long, asking for a duel back at Oakland?
Having not seen her for some time, Qian Jin found that she was more mature and sexier than when he saw her last. Wei Buhuan swallowed the drool in his throat once again as he saw the second target tonight. How lucky he was tonight. This Christine looked tasty as well!
"You..."
Turning a somersault in the air, Durk managed to land on the ground. Before he could speak, he had been completely immobilized by the two retinues of Wei Buhuan.
When someone was despotic enough, injustice ruled and detestation was supreme. Those prodigal sons of certain forces would try as far as possible to avoid that crazy man.
He had already violated the school regulations and should be punished in the black well!
"Wei Buhuan, do you know what you are doing?"
A calm but majestic voice drifted over from a table on the dance floor. The audience who had already been sick of the pervert turned their eyes to the loftiest treed all of a sudden.
They were stunned because it turned out to be a freshman. The man who was talking was in a freshman warrior suit instead of a formal suit.
But Qian Jin understood why this man was wearing like this. The man was almost 8 feet tall! He stood there like a legendary Titan!
Qian Jin was right. His name was Titan Tsemo, the [Colossus] who ranked 10th on the Hundred Battle Ranking List! He was one of the Titan Dual Talents in his age group.
Wei Buhuan rolled his eyes. The eyeballs which should have been white now were blooming deadly sentiments. The two gray slender eyebrows kept beating! [Colossus]? Titan Tsemo? 10th?
Wei Buhuan issued a disdainful "Humph" from his nasal cavity. On what earth could a freshman number among the top ten? He had only achieved the title by virtue of the Titan influence!
"This is none of your business." Wei Buhuan raised his hand. "But if you want to swap our numbers, I could schedule it for another day."
"Anytime suits you." Titan Tsemo sneered as he doubled up his fist in anger and dropped the broken metal wine up onto the floor. "I would also like to see what a pervert can do!"
"You want to die?"
"Wei Buhuan!" Another voice sounded in the crowd. But the audience knew who the man was even without turning back because the voice had come from the seat exclusive to the Griffin King Bloodline Warriors.
Only family members of that bloodline could sit there. Linguan Skylan, the number one in this academy, was the leading figure. But more often than not, he wouldn't show up at a party.
While this time, when Wei Buhuan looked over, the arrogant expression died down immediately. Linguan Skylan!
He rarely showed himself in public now. The man who had been sitting tight on the highest position in the academy had come to a prom?
Although there was only just a back, Wei Buhuan had instantly recognized him! He would never forget that large, king-like back. Back to the time when he first got in touch with Mutated Deform Warrior Power, he had advanced by leaps and bounds. So he tried to challenge Linguan Skylan, but... One finger
The strongest men didn't even use his bloodline power nor the Bloodline Battle Form. With just a finger, the man had the game in his hands within one blow.
Nightmare! It was absolutely a nightmare to Wei Buhuan that [Thunder Lion King] Linguan Skylan had shown up here and now.
Wei Buhuan couldn't help but grind his teeth in rage! It seemed that his body had also recalled the defeat and shame kept roaring in his heart.
"Watch your words!" Linguan Skylan calmly mocked the pervert without even turning around. "Shame on you for bullying such a kid!"
Bullying a kid? Suddenly, Wei Buhuan detected contempt. The fear one the audiences' mind turned to disdain because of these simple words.
Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost, Udong
The melodious serenade came to a halt for the second time. Students twirling around the dance floor all turned to the warrior of lower stature at the door who made an overbearing roar.
As a warrior, he was not very tall being less than six feet. But no one dared to look down on him because of this.
Wei Buhuan, fifth grade, and his name ranked 40 on Hundred Battle Ranking List. While he was more famous for being extremely violent not only to his opponents but to himself.
Shaking his folding fan, Tence Matten walked to Qian Jin and whispered. "This man is called Wei Buhuan. He practices Mutated Deform Warrior Power."
Mutated Deform Warrior Power? Qian Jin turned to the gloomy face once again with a pair of surprised eyes. Although it was not that well-known in Zence history, Qian Jin had come across it in the notes of his ancestors. Perhaps it was just because this fighting skill was too appalling that they had decided to write it down.
People tagged it as cruel for many reasons.
The trainees must endure the sting of specially cultivated scorpions every day. It was a rare species possessing extreme coldness. The trainees would experience agony even after they got used to it.
There would be a few days every year when large thin-walled blisters arose from their skin. Once the blisters broke, nauseous liquid gushed out. While to continue the practice, the trainees must swallow those fluids to stimulate their bodies.
After a long time of self-mutilation, the trainees would become eccentric, radical and brutal. No one could tell if there were toxins in his body or Warrior Power.
Mutated Deform Warrior Power had been invented by an instructor from the Punitive Expedition Academy more than a thousand years ago. But in the end, he found the progress too cruel. If the trainees didn't manage to break through to the Saint realm before the age of 40, it would definitely lead to psychological issues and sudden death.
Undoubtedly, it could be seen as a shortcut. So the inventor himself hadn't resisted the temptation. He had turned himself into a murderer who slew a dozen civilians overnight and he was secretly sent to the Human-Demon Battlefront.
Rumor had it that the inventor had killed more than a hundred Demons before he died. In the last minute of his life, his body exploded and the blood poisoned a few more Demons along with some Human warriors around him.
Qian Jin couldn't understand. It was said that the practicing method had been sealed up, then how did the man in front get to learn it?
"Be careful, he is a firecracker!" Tence Matten warned Qian Jin with a faint smile. "I heard that by clueless luck, he obtained the sealed-up book five years ago. Since then he has made a remarkable improvement but at the same time, he has become a weirdo. Students all steer clear of him as far as possible."
Qian Jin cast a look of admiration to Tence Matten. No wonder he was peerless on the prowl and faster than a whippet. Few knew about the Mutated Deform Warrior Power, not to mention the fact it had been sealed up.
"Who is Qian Jin?"
Two warriors cried out at the same time behind Wei Buhuan while they scanned the dance floor. Many students simply looked away to avoid eye contact with them.
"Look! The 96th and 99th..." Holding the fan in front of his face, Tence Matten chuckled. "They have sold themselves to the monster a few days ago. Someone told me they have both joined the Hibiscus Warrior Union."
"He is there! He is Qian Jin!" Holding her magic wand, Abela pointed to Qian Jin through the crowd and cried out of excitement. "He is the man you are looking for!"
Why did Qian Jin stay silent? Some spectators felt a little disappointed. It turned out the man who had such a fairy date was a pussy. He even had no guts to stand up to challenges! He perhaps was going to be dumped by his date.
"You are Qian Jin?" Wei Buhuan asked while his eyes fixed on the girl in Qian Jin's arms. Fu*k! There were desire and surprise!
Wei Buhuan swallowed the lump in his throat. Who was this pretty girl? Well, there was still another side effect that only the trainees would know. Their sexual desire would surge up without pause. Those civilians the inventor had killed...
In fact, they were all girls. He had raped them, killed them and dumped them into the woods. He was still unsatisfied when he was stopped.
Unlike the inventor of the warrior power, Wei Buhuan had almost slept with all the prostitutes in the city. Due to the twisted personality, there was always some perverted and punitive thing he liked.
At first, he would only spank them. As time went by, he pinched and bit them. Now most women there had refused to do it with him no matter how much he offered.
He was having a bad time these days. After he heard the news that Five Bosses of Young Talent had been beaten up by a nobody called Qian Jin, the volcano erupted,
But this chick... Wei Buhuan licked his lips while he secretly decided that no matter what it took, he would get this babe into his bed. Hmph... The law? No big deal... He would just chop up the corpse and destroy the evidence after the game was over.
But, on a second thought, Wei Buhuan felt it a shame if he could only do such a gorgeous once. No... He should buy a house and imprison her there. This way he could ride her anytime he wanted and show her what a real man looked like.
"You are Qian Jin?" Wei Buhuan strode over onto the dance floor. The dancing students all hastened to make way for him. Ones who had stepped a little slower was immediately tossed away by him.
Qian Jin suddenly shrank his pupils as he saw the victim who got tossed. He was familiar with that figure. Right! It was Durk! And the girl next to him? Wasn't she Christine? The girl who had chased Qian Jin around all day long, asking for a duel back at Oakland?
Having not seen her for some time, Qian Jin found that she was more mature and sexier than when he saw her last. Wei Buhuan swallowed the drool in his throat once again as he saw the second target tonight. How lucky he was tonight. This Christine looked tasty as well!
"You..."
Turning a somersault in the air, Durk managed to land on the ground. Before he could speak, he had been completely immobilized by the two retinues of Wei Buhuan.
When someone was despotic enough, injustice ruled and detestation was supreme. Those prodigal sons of certain forces would try as far as possible to avoid that crazy man.
He had already violated the school regulations and should be punished in the black well!
"Wei Buhuan, do you know what you are doing?"
A calm but majestic voice drifted over from a table on the dance floor. The audience who had already been sick of the pervert turned their eyes to the loftiest treed all of a sudden.
They were stunned because it turned out to be a freshman. The man who was talking was in a freshman warrior suit instead of a formal suit.
But Qian Jin understood why this man was wearing like this. The man was almost 8 feet tall! He stood there like a legendary Titan!
Qian Jin was right. His name was Titan Tsemo, the [Colossus] who ranked 10th on the Hundred Battle Ranking List! He was one of the Titan Dual Talents in his age group.
Wei Buhuan rolled his eyes. The eyeballs which should have been white now were blooming deadly sentiments. The two gray slender eyebrows kept beating! [Colossus]? Titan Tsemo? 10th?
Wei Buhuan issued a disdainful "Humph" from his nasal cavity. On what earth could a freshman number among the top ten? He had only achieved the title by virtue of the Titan influence!
"This is none of your business." Wei Buhuan raised his hand. "But if you want to swap our numbers, I could schedule it for another day."
"Anytime suits you." Titan Tsemo sneered as he doubled up his fist in anger and dropped the broken metal wine up onto the floor. "I would also like to see what a pervert can do!"
"You want to die?"
"Wei Buhuan!" Another voice sounded in the crowd. But the audience knew who the man was even without turning back because the voice had come from the seat exclusive to the Griffin King Bloodline Warriors.
Only family members of that bloodline could sit there. Linguan Skylan, the number one in this academy, was the leading figure. But more often than not, he wouldn't show up at a party.
While this time, when Wei Buhuan looked over, the arrogant expression died down immediately. Linguan Skylan!
He rarely showed himself in public now. The man who had been sitting tight on the highest position in the academy had come to a prom?
Although there was only just a back, Wei Buhuan had instantly recognized him! He would never forget that large, king-like back. Back to the time when he first got in touch with Mutated Deform Warrior Power, he had advanced by leaps and bounds. So he tried to challenge Linguan Skylan, but... One finger
The strongest men didn't even use his bloodline power nor the Bloodline Battle Form. With just a finger, the man had the game in his hands within one blow.
Nightmare! It was absolutely a nightmare to Wei Buhuan that [Thunder Lion King] Linguan Skylan had shown up here and now.
Wei Buhuan couldn't help but grind his teeth in rage! It seemed that his body had also recalled the defeat and shame kept roaring in his heart.
"Watch your words!" Linguan Skylan calmly mocked the pervert without even turning around. "Shame on you for bullying such a kid!"
Bullying a kid? Suddenly, Wei Buhuan detected contempt. The fear one the audiences' mind turned to disdain because of these simple words.
