Chapter 398: The Fight Begins

How could Bai Lang not know these people? Of course he knows Ri Ben's love for the so‑called Four Heavenly Kings, Three Feathered Birds and the like, so is the Great Serpent Four Heavenly Kings strange? Is the Great Serpent's so‑called "local will" to "eradicate humanity" strange? Not at all—Japanese are that chū‑ni. Isn't Bai Lang, Bai Shaobao, already called by the Japanese the Pale Fury? Because of the existence of the White Tiger Wave, there's even one called the White Tiger Tsunami… In any case, Bai Lang doesn't understand what any of this means.

Probably the Japanese just wrote a few Chinese characters, thought the shapes looked cooler, and decided to use them.

Xia Ermi cleared the field with a single strike, wiping out half the people, and if the spouting magma kept this up, the fallen half would likely die here. So the martial artists rushed to rescue people; they were some who had blocked and evaded Xia Ermi's attacks, but they knew in their hearts they were no match, and the martial spirit isn't about fighting every opponent to the death—there are choices. In this situation they rescued people, fell back, and looked for a chance.

Ba Shen An, who was lying on the ground, began to writhe; blood gushed from his kidneys on both sides, and now it was oddly flowing back drop by drop. Bai Lang noticed this first, while the others were still confronting the Great Serpent horde. A blonde beauty who had been standing behind Ba Shen An suddenly launched an attack, her after‑image flashing repeatedly; she grabbed someone and pushed them across the ground, slamming them into the earth on one side, then sending a burst of bloody light skyward—the energy from her struck the martial artist's body and erupted.

One such blow disabled a martial artist. So the others formed a formation and pressed forward, holding the two—yes, that red‑haired woman also joined, holding the two strong women. Bai Lang, of course, along with Cao Ni Jing and Shen Le—the woman who leapt over—noticed Ba Shen An sucking blood; this one seemed to reverse time, drawing back all the blood that had slipped away. Even when lava covered the ground and the air was scorching, a scorching aura burst from Ba Shen An.

Ba Shen An's clothes didn't catch fire, but his face blackened, and he kept exhaling white vapor with a laugh, hunched over, arms hanging like a gorilla. "It's over, my brain's fried!" Bai Lang muttered, watching two blue flames flare on Ba Shen An's dark face. Er Jie Tang Hong Wan has now been taken away by Da Men Wu Lang, and Cao Ni Jing, Shen Le, the Hungry Wolf team's Te Rui of the Dragon‑Tiger squad, Ban Zaki Liang, and Jin Jia Fan faced the Great Serpent horde directly.

Oh, now they add another Bai Lang, and Bai Lang is still the first to act: "I watched TV!" the pretentious one said, raising his right hand gracefully. A hurricane rose among the three Heavenly Kings, who instantly leapt aside to avoid being swept up. The smallest, rather cute‑looking boy widened his eyes: "Whoa? Isn't that the Breath‑blowing Storm uncle's signature move? Also Great Serpent's blood?"

Bai Lang snorted, "Who says only the Great Serpent can command nature's forces? Don't forget Cao Ni Jing for fire, and don't forget Er Jie Tang Hong Wan for lightning even though he's offstage. It's just a snake head, nothing at all! Look, fight! I still insist you watch TV!"

With that, he lifted his hand, the hurricane swirled, then a reverse palm strike came down; the hurricane kept targeting Chris. After exhaling a few breaths, Ba Shen An really went mad and charged straight at Bai Lang—who happened to be close. Seizing the chance, Te Rui and the others also moved, slashing at the Great Serpent horde.

Ba Shen An's claws are fierce; a single sweep sends purple flames skimming the ground, twisting at will with tracking ability. Bai Lang also unleashed a Raging Wind Fist, then collided with Ba Shen An who was trying to pin him down. Ba Shen An's fists, feet, and claws came up, and Bai Lang, upon grabbing him, realized his strength was inferior, but the fiery force between their limbs was a truly tricky thing.

The Golden Bell Shield's Internal Force has reached Bai Lang's level; if not for this world's limits, he wouldn't fear such flames at all, now he can only lessen the damage. Bai Lang's claw style is sharper than Ba Shen An's—Ba Shen An is merely infected with the Great Serpent's crazy blood, and how can mere snake fangs compare to tiger claws? Not just in sharpness, but in power they're incomparable. Moreover, Ba Shen An's Eight Young Maidens were also unleashed by Bai Lang—Bai Lang's Eight Young Maidens are far more ferocious, a blend of leg and claw.

Their striking power is far greater, and combined with the hurricane's tearing and slicing force, the two clashed with the Eight Young Maidens; the result was a spray of blood, then Bai Lang took a hit of purple flame and was blown back, while Ba Shen An was lifted by the hurricane, slammed to the side before hitting the ground, then blasted away by an extra Light Cannon shot. Even the mad Ba Shen An could barely endure it, but he wasn't knocked down, nor was Bai Lang. When he used the Eight Young Maidens, almost every member of the Great Serpent horde let out grotesque cries.

"What a weird‑ass! I don't believe you haven't seen my past battles! You're all just putting on a show!" Bai Lang tore off his tattered suit on the fly—at that moment Cao Ni Jing was already facing Chris, Shen Le was holding off Xia Ermi, and the other Great Serpent horde members were being propped up by the martial artists. The clattering melee had already begun.

The earth still spewed lava, the ground beneath everyone was uneven, but under the protection of Qi their clothes didn't catch fire and they weren't burned. Xia Ermi's cloudless lightning cracked everywhere, even Shen Le couldn't fully contain it—though she had already suppressed Xia Ermi. Suddenly the cloud layer in the sky was torn apart, rolled into a ring, and a person drifted down from above.

It was the original version I watched on TV—Breath‑blowing Storm's Gao Ni Ci, and when Bai Lang saw the official character he smiled, "Now that's a worthy opponent." He then glided over, grabbed Gao Ni Ci, and began to slide. Wind swirled around Gao Ni Ci, forming a terrifying tearing storm, but Bai Lang's White Tiger Killing Aura also drove the gale; the two winds canceled each other as Bai Lang and Gao Ni Ci fought for control of the wind's power.

Wind is just moving air, clouds from dragons, wind from tigers; how can a mere eight‑headed Japanese snake compare in status to the White Tiger? Of course Bai Lang isn't the legitimate White Tiger, and Gao Ni Ci is only one of the eight heads. Their contest for wind control ended in a dead‑heat—neither could tame the turbulence, so they had to settle it with fists and feet. As for that, Bai Lang took no loss at all—he also has the Transport Divine Skill.

Now the power of the Transport Divine Skill lets Bai Lang's claws clamp onto Gao Ni Ci's body, and with his Domineering Body he hard‑resisted Gao Ni Ci's counter‑attacks, continuously hammering shockwaves into Gao Ni Ci's body and shoving him across the ground like a spade…