Chapter 281

After Chen Hao rescued Gu Yue and the others.

He said to Man Rui, "It's not safe here, you take Gu Yue and go back first."

"Okay."

Man Rui and Gu Yue left.

Chen Hao then chased in the direction where Watanabe Yu had fled.

Watanabe Yu and the Wrist-Force King were in a standoff.

The continuous fleeing made Watanabe Yu somewhat irritable.

Watanabe Yu felt that his dignity had been insulted.

So he prepared to fight back.

Watanabe Yu silently brandished the samurai sword in his hand, his powerful aura emitting waves of killing intent.

Facing him was a massive Wrist-Force King, muscles bulging, eyes full of ferocity.

They began to clash.

The sound of flesh-on-flesh collisions intertwined with the flash of blades in the air.

Perhaps it was a fight to the death, as Watanabe Yu displayed astonishing swordsmanship and skill.

He dodged and attacked rapidly.

However, the Wrist-Force King's power was astonishing, each attack carrying devastating force.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, the battlefield filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

Watanabe Yu's sword technique became increasingly sharp, each slash bringing up a magnificent blade light that pierced the air, yet it was always difficult to seriously injure the Wrist-Force King.

After a fierce exchange, the Wrist-Force King launched a fatal blow, smashing heavily into Watanabe Yu's chest and sending him flying.

The moment Watanabe Yu hit the ground, he did not give up.

He struggled to stand up, his eyes full of determined fighting spirit.

Perhaps this was his Bushido spirit; he raised his samurai sword.

At this moment, the Wrist-Force King pounced on Watanabe Yu again, displaying soul-shaking power.

Watanabe Yu's entire body's power had reached its limit.

Although the hope of survival was slim, he still faced the Wrist-Force King without hesitation.

Their blades and fists collided, sparking huge energy fluctuations.

Boom!

The moment Watanabe Yu and the Wrist-Force King collided, the air seemed to twist and deform as if torn apart, a deafening roar spreading all around.

Debris flew everywhere, cutting everything around like sharp blades. The ground was blasted into a huge pit, the bottom of which was bottomless.

The intense shockwave kicked up a gale, uprooting trees, and the earth actually trembled slightly.

Yellow soil and dust swirled in the air, forming a thick cloud of smoke.

The Wrist-Force King's huge body was pushed back uncontrollably, its giant arms spasming, unable to control its form.

Looking at Watanabe Yu, he was like a cannonball out of the chamber, after continuously snapping several large trees.

Watanabe Yu's figure finally stopped.

He looked at the Wrist-Force King.

Cough, cough, cough!

Large mouthfuls of fresh blood sprayed from Watanabe Yu's mouth.

Perhaps because he was about to die, there was no fear on Watanabe Yu's face.

There was more mockery.

As the king, how had the Wrist-Force King ever encountered such treatment?

"Roar!"

It let out a roar and pounced toward Watanabe Yu.

The Wrist-Force King was infinitely strong, its fists smashing toward Watanabe Yu.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One punch after another.

Watanabe Yu was human after all; facing the Wrist-Force King with its giant strength, he no longer had the power to resist.

He could only let those massive fists strike his body.

All the bones in Watanabe Yu's body were smashed to pieces, and he turned into a pile of meat paste.

Even so.

The Wrist-Force King, in a state of rage, still did not stop its attacking fists.

No one knew how long it hammered for.

The entire ground was hammered into a huge pit by the Wrist-Force King.

The Wrist-Force King stopped.

Looking at the huge pit in front of it, the Wrist-Force King was panting.

It felt the stifling air pressing on its chest disappear.

Daring to offend it, the Wrist-Force King, meant one had to be prepared to be smashed into meat paste.

Boom-crack!

A very thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

That lightning, as thick as a water bucket, pierced through heaven and earth, striking the Wrist-Force King squarely.

The Wrist-Force King was hit by the lightning, its body stiffening for a moment.

Countless electric currents darted rapidly across its body, making crackling sounds.

The Wrist-Force King was somewhat confused, its bell-sized eyes staring at the surroundings.

The Wrist-Force King couldn't understand who had ambushed it.

Whoosh!

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the Wrist-Force King.

The Wrist-Force King looked at Chen Hao.

Upon seeing Chen Hao's right hand, the Wrist-Force King shrank in pain.

Its entire body began to tremble violently.

That was fear from the soul.

At this moment, Chen Hao's right hand was wrapped in a mass of white substance.

He slashed toward the Wrist-Force King's neck.

Swish!

A crisp sound came.

The Wrist-Force King's enormous head was directly chopped off by Chen Hao.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

A large amount of fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.

Chen Hao couldn't dodge in time and was soaked by the scalding blood.

Rustle, rustle!

Rustle, rustle!

A series of dense footsteps came from the jungle.

Before long, a group of Giant Wrist-Forces appeared in front of Chen Hao.

Chen Hao recognized these guys; they were the very Giant Wrist-Forces that had fled earlier.

The moment they saw the headless Wrist-Force King, all the Giant Wrist-Forces were stunned in place.

"Jiji-ji!"

A relatively large Giant Wrist-Force began to call out.

The Wrist-Force King was dead, and this tribe needed a new leader.

That larger Giant Wrist-Force stood out.

It glanced at Chen Hao.

Originally full of hatred, its gaze softened somewhat.

It actually bowed to Chen Hao directly.

Although he knew animals worshipped the strong, this was too obvious, wasn't it?

After that larger Giant Wrist-Force bowed to Chen Hao.

It led the tribe away directly.

During this time, a few guys turned their heads, wanting to memorize Chen Hao's appearance.

As a result, that Giant Wrist-Force pounced forward and gave each of them a punch.

Chen Hao ignored these guys.

He came to the Wrist-Force King's corpse, his right hand turning into a dragon claw, and poked into its chest.

He dug out the Wrist-Force King's monster beast crystal core directly.

Then Chen Hao condensed a fireball and threw it toward Watanabe Yu's corpse.

"Ding-dong!"

"Congratulations to the host, corpse collection successful!"

"Obtained SS-level ability—[Blade Samurai]!"

"Done!"

After resolving Watanabe Yu.

Chen Hao embarked on the return journey.

He returned to the villa.

By the time Chen Hao arrived, several people were already sitting in the villa.

Gu Yue and Man Rui, Lu Xiaoji and Lu Xiaobu.

Lu Xiaoji looked at Chen Hao with anticipation.

"Brother Hao, is it done?"

"I have not failed the mission!"

Chen Hao smiled slightly and said to Lu Xiaoji, "Xiaoji, I am going to refine the King Realm Pill now."

"You adjust yourself well first, later you will take the King Realm Pill directly, and we will assist you from the side."

"Okay."

Half an hour later.

Chen Hao's backyard.

Lu Xiaoji looked at the King Realm Pill in his hand and pursed his lips.

"If I die, I die."

As he spoke, Lu Xiaoji threw the King Realm Pill into his mouth.

As the King Realm Pill entered his stomach, a majestic force surged out from the pill.