Ren Yuanhao had not revealed any true qi even when he flicked Wei Dongfeng away with a single finger, as if he possessed some superhuman strength.
Though Wei Dongfeng could still stand after this display of monstrous strength, his forehead was noticeably caved in, making him appear even uglier. A string of stars seemed to twinkle above his head as he stood dazed and bewildered.
"What, still not letting go of Shuang'er?"
Ren Yuanhao tried to light his frozen cigarette, but failed repeatedly due to the moisture, an act that filled him with annoyance. His gaze swept forward, and he saw the man who had pinned Mo Xinghe to the ground.
The two felt a biting cold wind surge past them. Ren Yuanhao, with speed that defied the naked eye, flashed to Zheng Jun's side.
"Friend, lend me a light?"
Ren Yuanhao pressed his rolled cigarette against Zheng Jun's exhaling fist. The heat instantly ignited his cigarette. He took a deep puff. As Zheng Jun was about to retaliate, he saw Ren Yuanhao flash away and appear before Han Ling Shuang.
This speed was utterly unfathomable. The cultivators cried out in surprise, realizing they had forgotten about the monster among them!
"See this cigarette? In the time it took me to go there and back, at least three seconds have passed."
Ren Yuanhao smiled faintly, but this smile was chilling no matter which angle one looked at it from.
"Kid, you're quite arrogant!"
The Green-faced Ghost's eyes flickered, and the area beneath Ren Yuanhao's feet instantly turned into a bubbling toxic zone!
"Careful! It's poisonous!"
Everyone shouted warnings, but Ren Yuanhao made no move. Instead, he held up three fingers and said coldly, "My patience has its limits."
He snapped off one finger. The Green-faced Ghost felt an overwhelming power surge towards him, striking terror into his soul. He immediately released Han Ling Shuang. Unfortunately, Ge Lin, the weakest of the eight kings, also took a flick to the face.
*Bang!*
Ge Lin was not as lucky as Wei Dongfeng. He crashed into a sharp rock, sending debris flying, and immediately spat out blood.
"Next," Ren Yuanhao kicked Ge Lin towards Zheng Jun. The sound of cracking bones followed.
"This guy is even stronger than when he entered the Dragon Pool before!"
"Indeed! He defeated all six of them, including Wu Liti and Huang Yue, and Ren Yuanhao took him down with just a single finger. His strength is simply terrifying!"
"Could he have found the secret of the Dragon Pool?"
Everyone's perception of Ren Yuanhao changed. They found it hard to imagine that this man, who had appeared as a sickly scholar when they first met, now possessed strength surpassing everyone else. He had truly slapped their faces.
"Hey, you with the fiery fist, are you sure you want to treat my friend like this?"
Ren Yuanhao, holding Han Ling Shuang, looked at Zheng Jun with eyes as sharp as swords.
"Who exactly are you?" Zheng Jun couldn't see through Ren Yuanhao and naturally dared not act rashly.
Ren Yuanhao had been acting solely on the violent killing intent surging within him. Now, he suddenly noticed the gray wolf insignia on their chests!
His heart filled with rage, and his gaze grew even fiercer. "Gray Wolf? This is interesting. You managed to get in here. It seems you've been up to something for a while. If it weren't for the fact that we're weakened after the grand competition, you mere dead fish and shrimp would have come here to die. Truly despicable behavior."
Ren Yuanhao, carrying Han Ling Shuang, walked towards the assembled cultivators. He handed Han Ling Shuang over to a disciple of the Muyun Sect and then placed his half-smoked cigarette to the side.
"Hmph, winner takes all. As long as I can get rid of you annoying people, I don't care about the method. Besides, do you think you alone can turn the tide?" Zheng Jun tightly gripped his Youlong sword and thrust it into Mo Xinghe's shoulder, saying fiercely, "This guy is more ruthless and stronger than you. And yet, he's still at my feet. What can you use to fight us?"
Ren Yuanhao pointed to the sky and the earth, then to the people behind him, even with a smile on his face, and replied, "Timing, geographical advantage, and popular support. Which of these do you possess?"
"Sorry, we Gray Wolves never believe in that. We only believe in the power flowing within our bodies!"
Zheng Jun kicked the unconscious Mo Xinghe aside and suddenly pointed his sword at Yao Yue Sheng.
Wei Dongfeng, who had regained consciousness, was about to persuade Zheng Jun not to touch his prey, but was startled by Zheng Jun's gaze.
"I advise you not to resist. I will kill one person every three seconds until you draw your sword and commit suicide."
Zheng Jun's sword was held horizontally against Yao Yue Sheng's pale neck. All the disciples of the Muyun Sect turned pale.
"Don't mind me. Take everyone you can protect and leave~"
Ren Yuanhao still wore a faint smile on his face. "Sorry, I have a bad habit. I'm stubborn, and I have no resistance towards women, especially beautiful ones."
As he said this, Yao Yue Sheng's face flushed. For some reason, his roguish smile gave her a sense of profound security.
Ren Yuanhao pointed at Zheng Jun and said, "You might have misunderstood something. Don't think you can threaten me just because you have a hostage. First, I don't like people messing with women. Second, I don't like being threatened. And thirdly, I like to slap people hard."
"Hmph, very well. Then, the first person you'll find a corpse for is this beautiful woman!"
Zheng Jun pushed his sword forward, but strangely, the Youlong Sword stopped dead in front of Yao Yue Sheng's neck, unable to move any further!
"This is bad, he's an ability user!"
As soon as he realized this, Wei Dongfeng immediately activated his ultrasonic device!
However, reality once again dealt a harsh blow to the four kings.
Not only was Ren Yuanhao completely unaffected, but he also waved his hand, and Yao Yue Sheng was as if carried by the wind, brought back into his arms in mid-air.
"My apologies, Saintess."
Ren Yuanhao released her acupoints, his smile as bright and radiant as the sun after snow, shining brilliantly.
Yao Yue Sheng bowed respectfully and then stood behind him. She understood that such a battle was beyond her intervention.
"How is this possible! You're clearly an ability user, how can you be unaffected by the instrument?"
The Green-faced Ghost checked the instrument in disbelief, but the instrument was working perfectly!
"Who said your broken iron could restrain abilities? Did I agree to that?" Ren Yuanhao spread his hands wide, incredibly arrogant.
"Impossible, we have conducted countless experiments. No one can escape the restraint of this high-tech instrument."
Ren Yuanhao wagged his finger and said, "Perhaps your experimental subjects were too weak. I'm sorry, I'm very strong, and I'm not on the same level as you dead fish and shrimp. My apologies."