Chapter 122

Click!

Along with the heavy gate opening.

The "Wu Wang" Go-Jin, over three meters tall, like a green high wall of shadow, shrouded Tang Zheng, his white beard-like hair vibrating with his breathing.

Sharp teeth extended from both sides of his mouth, and a pair of white, eerie eyes fell, forming a pressure that was indescribable to ordinary people.

"The 'Wu Wang' Go-Jin?"

Tang Zheng had to raise his head to look at the other party; overall, he looked a bit fat, but in reality, it was a manifestation of unusual strength.

Regarding the appearance of the "Wu Wang" Go-Jin, Tang Zheng was both surprised and somewhat astonished; he had no connection with the other party at all.

As for how the other party found this new address, this was not a matter worth doubting.

Boom!

As the ground shook.

Go-Jin glanced at Tang Zheng indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, his tall figure passing Tang Zheng and striding into the spacious courtyard.

Tang Zheng frowned, turned his head to look outside the gate, and didn't know when a large crowd of people had gathered.

Clearly, these people were all attracted by Go-Jin's appearance, and among them, he noticed several figures wearing standard armor.

Tang Zheng expressionlessly closed the gate again, blocking the prying eyes outside, and then looked back at Go-Jin, who had entered the courtyard.

Boom! Boom!

Every heavy step he took made the ground shake.

Go-Jin didn't care about Tang Zheng, the owner of the courtyard, at all; after observing the courtyard, he strode toward a position in the center of the courtyard.

Where is that?

So that's it, he came for this.

Tang Zheng looked in that direction, a flash of realization in his eyes: "That is my important property, Lord Go-Jin."

Hearing the voice from behind.

A red mark on Go-Jin's nose wrinkled, and he spoke coldly without looking back: "I don't like nonsense, human alchemist."

In the heavy, rough voice, there was undisguised coldness and disgust.

After saying that.

Go-Jin had already arrived in front of the weak, somewhat thin troll that was tied up in the center of the courtyard.

Compared to the over three-meter-tall Go-Jin, the troll, which was only about two meters tall, was just like a child in front of him.

"Woo—woo—"

The troll's wild, fearful gaze fell on Go-Jin; its withered spirit was startled, and it struggled to make a wooing sound, seeming to want to express something.

It was just that because its mouth was stuffed, it couldn't express any meaning in its voice.

"Weak, pathetic guy."

There was no pity in Go-Jin's white eyes, only more disgust.

Swish!

His thick arm raised, he pinched the troll's head and lifted it from the spot; the rope tied to the troll was forcibly snapped under the astonishing pulling force.

"Woo—" The troll let out a painful whine.

Click!

Go-Jin's thick green arm tightened and exerted force, and the troll's seemingly sturdy skull was crushed on the spot.

A large amount of blood mixed with milky white brain matter splashed out, spilling onto Go-Jin's body.

Bang!

The headless troll fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound, but its strong vitality still made the remaining flesh of the troll twitch constantly.

Bang!

Go-Jin raised his sole and stepped hard on the troll's chest where the heart was; as the ground sank, he crushed the troll's entire chest.

After doing all this.

Go-Jin turned around and returned toward the gate; the bloodstains on his body, coupled with his cold and fierce face, made people afraid to have any rebuttal or eye contact.

From beginning to end, Go-Jin ignored Tang Zheng, the owner of this place.

The smell of blood wafted in the air.

It even covered the fragrance of flowers wafting from the small flower garden in the noble courtyard with the faint breeze. "I said it."

Facing this scene, Tang Zheng sighed, "This is my important property; even as the 'Wu Wang' of the Imperial Arena, you shouldn't have the right to destroy other people's property, right?"

"You are not afraid of me, human alchemist."

Two copper rings hanging on Go-Jin's ears collided slightly as he lowered his head to look at Tang Zheng, and a sneer rang out:

"Is it because you can use troll blood to refine unique alchemical potions?"

"Someone will send you compensation for this troll tomorrow. And you! From this moment on, you will not be able to buy a single troll in the Imperial Capital."

"Leaving here is your best choice."

"You should be glad, human alchemist, I am not interested in weak guys."

Go-Jin looked at Tang Zheng with disgust and continued to turn and leave.

He didn't feel that those ordinary trolls were the same as him, nor did he care about the death of these guys, but Go-Jin absolutely did not allow anyone to use troll blood to refine potions.

In Go-Jin's eyes, this was an insult.

Originally, Osk had already made everyone stop the trading of trolls, but this human alchemist not only didn't stop selling alchemical potions, but instead became even worse.

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Even making the price of a bottle of alchemical potion soar to over 500 gold coins.

Having lived in human society for so long, especially in the environment of the arena, Go-Jin knew the greed of humans too well.

His purpose for appearing here was not only to destroy the troll in the hands of this human alchemist, but also to warn everyone.

Is it sympathy for his own kind?

Tang Zheng's pupils flickered; he generally understood why Go-Jin appeared here.

He now clearly realized the difference in Go-Jin!

Whether it was the content of the other party's speech just now or his style of doing things, it represented that Go-Jin possessed high intelligence and high rationality, which was worlds apart from Gu, the battle troll in the Great Forest of Tob.

This was not just a gap in strength, but a gap in the level of intelligence.

"What a pity."

Tang Zheng looked at Go-Jin's tall green figure and sighed, "'Weak guy'? Are you describing yourself?"

A mocking tone came.

Go-Jin's footsteps paused, then he continued to walk, ignoring such mocking words.

Why should the strong care about the mockery of the weak?

"Do you think I'm venting my anger because the troll was killed by you?"

"Or do you think you are a strong person? Oh, almost forgot, you are indeed the strongest Wu Wang in the history of the Imperial Arena."

Tang Zheng said the three words "Imperial Arena" with a heavier tone and opened his mouth with a light smile.

"In the Baharuth Empire, besides Fluder Paradyne, who is known as a Triple Magic Caster and Chief Court Wizard, you are indeed the strongest."

"In the field of warriors, no one is your opponent, right?"

"So, since you joined the Imperial Arena until now, six years have passed, and you have been fighting those weaklings for six years."

"Are you honing your martial arts? 'Wu Wang' Go-Jin, or do you feel happy after defeating those weaklings and then enjoying the cheers of countless humans in the arena."

"'Wu Wang'? What an amazing title."

Tang Zheng's voice had become somewhat cold and disdainful; he raised his arms and crossed them over his chest,

"Living in the 'strength' woven by humans."

"You, who have long since stopped moving forward, are no longer worthy of the title of strong; you have become the 'weak' in your own words, Lord 'Wu Wang'."

In Tang Zheng's eyes, Go-Jin was definitely one of the people with the highest potential he knew of at present.

Go-Jin's level was currently at about level 30, but this strength was entirely dependent on the two job levels of "Troll" and "Battle Troll".

In terms of job levels.

Go-Jin's job level was not high, which meant the other party had a considerable growth ceiling.

Tang Zheng thought he had at least the potential of about level 50, or maybe even higher.

This was the biggest difference between demi-humans and humans; the level cap was a chasm that the human race could not cross.

(End of chapter)