Apex War God - Chapter 0054

Chapter 0054: You Have Bad Breath

In the area of the original cell block 5, two gang leaders sat together—Slouching Wang Bajin and One-Eyed Dragon Zhou Xuelong.

Wang Bajin slouched badly and looked old. He held a metal walking stick propped on the floor, supporting his body as if he would fall over any moment without it.

Zhou Xuelong, on the other hand, had a blind eye covered by a black cloth as well as an extraordinary great saber slung on his back. The sinister air around him and his bared teeth made him look like he would devour someone alive at any moment.

Both were Consummate Grade Warriors, and ranking higher than Black Ape was sufficient proof they were at least on the same level or even stronger than Black Ape.

A prisoner ran over and reported, “Bosses, Yang Wu already started heading over and was intercepted by Ge Hu and his company.”

Zhou Xuelong bared his teeth. “If he can’t even get through Ge Hu, then he is not worthy to face us.”

“Of the thirty tons of Scarlet Steel Rock, you take twenty tons; I only want ten!” Wang Bajin croaked weakly.

“Are you planning to conserve your strength, Brother Wang?” Zhou Xuelong asked.

“I’m old. I want to save my strength to live a few more years,” Wang Bajin replied.

“Oh, don’t pull my leg, Brother Wang. Since you don’t want to fight, I’ll teach the kid his place on your behalf. But we should stick to splitting the Scarlet Steel Rock equally; I don’t dare take advantage of you!” Zhou Xuelong said courteously.

There was no way he would believe Wang Bajin was telling the truth. They had fought before, and he was no match for the slouching man. The old man was probably only a step away from the General Realm. Perhaps one day, he would ascend to the next realm and truly leave the prison for the Death Legion.

“I’m getting older and have no use for so much Scarlet Steel Rock, but…the people under me need to eat!” Wang Bajin sighed again.

Zhou Xuelong’s face twitched. “If that’s the case, I’ll take just ten tons, and Brother Wang can take twenty.”

Wang Bajin’s half-lidded eyes opened as he laughed, “Little Zhou, you are a thoughtful one! I see potential in you.”

Deep down in his heart, Zhou Xuelong wanted to eat the old man alive, but he had to force a smile, not daring to show his dissatisfaction.

Another half an hour passed, and a prisoner rushed in with news. “The situation is bad, bosses. Ge Hu and his bunch have been defeated.”

“A bunch of useless losers!” Zhou Xuelong bellowed.

He had come alone, leaving his Twelve Guardians to intercept and kill Yang Wu’s group. Now that they were defeated, he was very unhappy.

At this point, Yang Wu had already appeared in the distance with Xu Jiaohua and Fatty Dong.

Yang Wu dragged a crowbar over the ground, holding his head high. There was fresh blood on his chest, but it came from Ge Hu, whom he dragged with his other hand.

Ge Hu, Zhou Xuelong’s strongest lackey, and another eleven were called the Twelve Guardians, all at least Medial Grade Warriors. They led hundreds of lackeys to block Yang Wu, thinking they could kill him that way. Unfortunately, they severely underestimated his strength. Yang Wu wasted no time and immediately began fighting. Although Ge Hu was a Superior Grade Warrior, he could not last more than one round with Yang Wu, beaten up within a few strikes.

Ge Hu was dumbfounded by his utter weakness when he could last more than ten moves against Zhou Xuelong.

After his defeat, the others reacted and began attacking. However, Yang Wu was like a wolf among a flock of sheep, swinging the crowbar and executing his Perfected Rainstorm Spear Art, his attacks fast and fierce, making the prisoners cry for their mothers.

Yang Wu was too strong; every strike surpassed ten cauldrons of force. He swept through his opponents with ease.

The Twelve Guardians were no match for him even when they fought him together, all defeated within a single move.

Zhou Xuelong’s men were frightened to death, losing their earlier drive.

Xu Jiaohua and Fatty Dong took advantage of this moment and charged into the enemy along with Yang Wu while the enemy was still shocked senseless and unable to retaliate.

Yang Wu did not want to waste any more time on the lackeys and headed toward the challenge grounds, dragging Ge Hu along upside down.

Wang Bajin did not order his men to block their path, but there were still many onlookers. When they saw the young man dragging Ge Hu like a dead dog, they felt anxious.

“That’s Ge Hu! How did the strongest Guardian under Boss Zhou get beaten up so badly?”

“That youngster seems to be Yang Wu, the one who challenged the two bosses. He sure is brave.”

“In front of those two, he is digging his own grave.”

“Boss…Boss, save me!” Ge Hu, whom Yang Wu was holding upside down by his ankles, cried for help upon seeing Zhou Xuelong.

Zhou Xuelong frowned at the sight of his strongest Guardian and hollered at Yang Wu, “Release him immediately or die!”

Yang Wu raised his head and called out in the direction of Wang Bajin and Zhou Xuelong, “Yang Wu is here for the challenge!”

As he finished, he swung Ge Hu toward the two like a sandbag.

“Ahhh!” Ge Hu shrieked. A yellowish-white substance soiled his pants and even spewed out. An extremely foul stench spread through the area, the stink grossing people out.

Scrunching his nose, Zhou Xuelong punched the air and sent Ge Hu flying to the side with his Profound Energy.

What a tragedy for Ge Hu to be treated like this by his boss!

Zhou Xuelong was truly a cruel, ruthless master.

Zhou Xuelong leaped down. He stared intently at Yang Wu with a murderous gaze and bared bloody teeth. “I heard that a young boy killed Black Ape. Now, it seems it wasn’t a rumor. I’m sure your blood will taste delicious when I devour you.”

“My blood obviously tastes better than yours; it’s a shame you will never get a chance to try it!” Yang Wu responded, his black hair flying behind him. He paused and looked at Wang Bajin. “Wang Bajin, Zhou Xuelong, I heard you two lead gangs. Today, I formally challenge you, and if you win, my thirty tons of Scarlet Steel Rock will be split between you two. If you two lose, you only have to give me ten tons of Scarlet Steel Rock each; everyone here bears witness!”

Yang Wu’s air of confidence had the female prisoners gazing at him with admiration.

“Hah, you sure seem confident. If you hand over thirty tons of Scarlet Steel Rock, I can allow you to become my subordinate; otherwise, don’t think about getting away in one piece!” Zhou Xuelong guffawed maniacally.

“Your breath stinks!” Yang Wu said seriously, pinching his nose.

Zhou Xuelong glared at him. “What did you say?!”

“I said, your breath stinks. Please keep your mouth shut!” Yang Wu repeated.

“It really stinks!” Fatty Dong chimed in from behind, also pinching his nose.

“It stinks so bad I’m going to faint!” Xu Jiaohua said, covering her nose and mouth.

They were not lying, as Zhou Xuelong did have bad breath, but it was taboo to mention it before him since doing so would enrage him. 6444

“Kneel or die!” Zhou Xuelong roared with rage.

“Don’t waste any more time and fight. Stop talking! It smells worse than a pile of shit!” Yang Wu could not bear it any longer.

“You can go die!” Zhou Xuelong was incensed. He let out a roar, stalking toward Yang Wu, thrusting his hands at Yang Wu’s neck.

Although it seemed like Zhou Xuelong was just reaching out with his bare hands, he had actually gathered bloody, baleful energy between his hands. They looked like a pair of bloody claws, inspiring fear.

Unfortunately, this little bit of baleful energy was nothing to Yang Wu. He faced it with the crowbar in his hands upraised, unflinching.

Yang Wu did not hold back at all, and a blinding, powerful blue light shot toward Zhou Xuelong’s claws.

Zhou Xuelong’s claws clashed with the crowbar, and blood splattered from his fingers. He yanked back his hands in pain.

“How can this brat be so strong?” Zhou Xuelong yelped. After retreating a few steps, he unsheathed his great saber to kill Yang Wu, no longer holding back.

Yang Wu did not move to stop Zhou Xuelong from drawing his saber and even glanced calmly at Wang Bajin, who had yet to join the fight. “You should fight me together; Zhou Xuelong alone is too easy.”

Before Wang Bajin could speak, Zhou Xuelong was already seething. “How dare you look down on me?! I’ll split your head in half!”

“I told you to stop opening your mouth!” Yang Wu yelled, scowling and swinging his crowbar at Zhou Xuelong’s mouth.

“Argh!”

Zhou Xuelong’s teeth shattered, and blood spilled everywhere. His mouth was a mess, proof of how hard the blow was.

“Oomph!” Zhou Xuelong covered his bleeding mouth and started backing away. It was painful even to the onlookers.

Wang Bajin, who was falling asleep, completely woke up, showing a smile uglier than a crying face. “I’m old and can’t compete with you kids, but if you are going to take ten tons of Scarlet Steel Rock away, I have to put my old life on the line and fight.”

Wang Bajin walked over, starting out slow, but his pace picked up rapidly, with no trace of his weak facade from moments ago.

“Haha, you should’ve joined in earlier!” Yang Wu laughed, readying his crowbar.

As Wang Bajin approached Yang Wu, he stomped on the ground. A deep hole appeared, sand and rocks spraying at Yang Wu.

This was a trick to throw the enemy off balance.

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Yang Wu narrowed his eyes, sweeping the sand in front of him away with his crowbar. Wang Bajin immediately attacked.

Perfect Balance!

Wang Bajin’s crowbar teetered on his hands like a balance scale, moving up and down, confusing the eye. Two clumps of Profound Energy appeared, connected to each other, a total of five meters long; the energy they contained was extraordinary.

Yang Wu did not dodge. His crowbar shone with blue light as he parried the attacks as quickly as falling raindrops in a storm.

With Xun Rui’s advice, Yang Wu had mastered the Rainstorm Spear Art to Perfection, and his combat prowess could now match a General’s, so he had nothing to fear when facing Wang Bajin.

Zhou Xuelong hung back, waiting for an opportunity with his saber unsheathed. When Yang Wu revealed an opening, Zhou Xuelong struck, attempting to cut him in half.

“Young Master, behind you!” Xu Jiaohua yelped in alarm.

Yang Wu avoided the attack as if he had eyes on the back of his head, slamming his back against Zhou Xuelong’s chest to send him flying.

At the same time, Wang Bajin curled into a ball, his slouching back helping him roll near Yang Wu’s feet. He grabbed Yang Wu by the legs and sneered, “I’ll tear you apart alive!”

He exerted more force in his arms, trying to split Yang Wu in half from his legs.

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Translated by: Ykln42 Edited by: Vampirecat Checked by: DragonInWhite