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His figure transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, carrying the force of thunder, and kicked straight at the hero's head!
"Fancy."
The hero commented dismissively.
He extended two fingers, and with lightning speed, he clamped Lightning Max's ankle with perfect precision.
"The way you use your strength is too crude and full of waste." Haojie commented on his student's work like a stern mentor.
"Let me teach you what 'martial arts' really means."
As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Max's ankle slightly.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"
A shrill scream sounded.
With a casual flick of his wrist, as if throwing away trash, Haojie tossed him into the audience on the other side, knocking over a large number of seats, and then he was silenced.
In just two moves, the two formidable A-level heroes were instantly defeated!
The remaining martial artists froze on the spot, a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Their prized martial arts skills are as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of absolute power.
Meanwhile, in the shadows of the players' seats, Bakuzan, one of the seeded players of this tournament, known as "Dark Hell Style," was watching all of this with trembling hands.
His face showed none of the fear others displayed; instead, it was filled with extreme excitement and fervor.
"So...so strong..."
He muttered to himself, "This is...this is the ultimate power I've been pursuing all along? The limits of humanity...it really is just a joke!"
The hero's gaze swept across the entire arena, finally settling on the group of trembling martial artists.
"Now, do you understand?" his voice rang out again, "Your human identity will only become a shackle."
"Come, accept my grace, become my companions, and you will be reborn and receive the power you have always dreamed of!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a cloth bag from behind his back and casually tossed it aside. The bag landed on the ground, from which rolled out more than a dozen pieces of flesh that throbbed like hearts.
"Monster cells." Haojie's voice was filled with a devilish allure. "Eat them, and you will break free of your shackles and surpass your limits."
"Will you choose to be eliminated as a weak human, or will you choose to become a powerful monster and create a new era with me?"
"The choice is in your hands."
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"Mr. King, please... be extremely careful!"
Genos, whose armor is shattered, is being urgently transported by unmanned aerial robots to Dr. Kusno's research institute for repairs.
His eyes were fixed on the billowing smoke and dust in the distance.
He used the backup power communicator to report to KING.
"That strange man was incredibly powerful. I didn't even see his movements before I passed out! His direction was—the Martial Arts Tournament!"
"I understand. You go ahead and do the repairs. I'll take care of this."
Lin Mo hung up the communicator and casually threw a punch backward.
The force of his punch instantly blasted a tiger-level monster that was trying to sneak up on him into countless fragments.
He raised his head, his deep gaze piercing through the layers of buildings, looking towards the distant martial arts tournament.
"Has he finally arrived... Hero?"
Lin Mo muttered to himself. Without hesitation, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and he transformed into a black shadow, speeding towards the Martial Arts Tournament.
Chapter 140 Abandoning Humanity
Lin Mo's speed reached its limit.
He did not choose to jump from the rooftop of the building, which, although more skillful, was more time-consuming.
Faced with absolute power and speed, all obstacles lose their meaning as obstacles.
He chose the most violent, and also the most effective, route—the straight line.
Everything along the way, whether it was abandoned vehicles, collapsed walls, or those low-level weirdos who dared to block his path, was smashed to pieces by him.
This is his current power.
He finally understood that flashy skills are far less reliable than a solid foundation.
Therefore, he invested almost every energy point he acquired afterward into the three basic attributes without hesitation.
Over time, he has become terrifyingly strong.
"System, open your personal panel," he silently commanded.
A blue light screen, visible only to him, unfolded before his eyes.
Name: Lin Mo (KING)
【Sex: Male】
【Energy Value: 19,130】
[Stamina: 600]
【Strength: 600】
【Speed: 600】
[Mind Power: 200]
[Skills: Intimidation (Dragon-level), Energy Blast (Dragon-level), Martial Arts Extreme, Sonic Movement (Demon-level)]
[Items: 1 Misfortune Coin, 2 Basic Stamina Recovery Potions, 2 Basic Healing Potions, 2 Basic Mental Recovery Potions...]
He didn't even need to exert any effort; simply maintaining high-speed movement was enough to crush everything below the "Tiger" disaster level.
"Haojie's strength is at least at the Dragon level, and may even be higher," Lin Mo analyzed in his mind.
"He was able to easily defeat Genos, and in the original work, even a genius martial artist like Suiryu was powerless against him. His strength should not be underestimated."
However, Lin Mo showed no sign of tension.
His [Martial Arts Ultimate] is a product of the system's integration and sublimation of countless fighting techniques, reaching the upper limit of Dragon-level strength.
Combined with his incredibly strong physique, it can definitely produce an effect far greater than the sum of its parts.
What may be an insurmountable obstacle for others is, for him, simply a target that must be eliminated.
Just as he was about to reach the arena, a powerful and malevolent aura made him abruptly stop in his tracks.
The source of that aura was at the crossroads not far ahead.
Lin Mo came to a steady stop, standing on a broken street lamp.
He looked up, his gaze piercing through the billowing smoke and dust, and saw that figure.
It was over ten meters tall, with bulging muscles, and four eyes that gleamed with an ominous red light.
He simply stood there, like a mountain, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.
He seemed to have noticed Lin Mo's arrival as well, and slowly turned around, with all four eyes locking onto Lin Mo at the same time.
"Hmm?" Haojie uttered a low, nasal sound, tinged with surprise. "This feeling... are you a hero too?"
His mission was accomplished.
Those martial artists he favored, such as Bakuzan, had already swallowed monster cells, completing the leap in life level from human to monster.
All he needs to do now is return to the Monster Association and report back to Monster King Orochi.
Unexpectedly, on his way home, he encountered a human who dared to block his path all by himself.
Lin Mo slowly removed the baseball cap he used to conceal his identity, revealing a calm face.
Immediately afterwards, he activated that ability that he hadn't actively used for a long time, yet which was already famous throughout the world—"Emperor's Engine".
"Intimidation, activate."
Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
In an instant, a deep and rhythmic rumbling sound emanated from Lin Mo's body. At first, it was very faint, but it quickly intensified.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, an intense pressure, so dense it seemed almost tangible, swept outwards from him in all directions!
The dust that had been drifting in the wind was instantly pressed to the ground, and the glass windows of the dilapidated buildings on both sides of the street creaked under the strain before shattering.
This oppressive aura was domineering, as if an emperor were announcing his arrival.
This sudden change quickly transformed the surprise on Haojie's face into vigilance and solemnity.
"This oppressive feeling... and this voice..."
Haojie narrowed his four eyes slightly, and the Monster Association's information on S-class heroes flashed through his mind.
"I see. S-class hero, sixth, KING."
He dropped the nonchalant, disdainful expression from his face and became focused and serious for the first time.
"I never expected to see you here, the legendary strongest man on Earth."
Lin Mo's figure flickered and landed silently on the ground.
He stood before the hero, his tiny frame a stark contrast to the hero's massive stature.
"The champion of the first Super Fighting Tournament, Haojie." Lin Mo spoke, his voice calm and even, yet clearly stating the other party's background.
"It's truly pathetic that the former king of martial arts has fallen to such a state."
Upon hearing this, Haojie was not angry at all. Instead, he let out a low, maniacal laugh, which was full of arrogance and pity.
"Pathetic? Hahahaha! You're wrong, King! I'm not falling, I'm evolving!"
His laughter echoed through the ruins, as if mocking Lin Mo's ignorance.
"I have abandoned that fragile body and reached a realm that you mortals can never comprehend!"
His gaze was fixed intently on Lin Mo. "I admit, you may be the strongest among humans. I've heard of your reputation; it's said that any monster is no match for you."