bookbashuk Chapter 197 Killing in the Blink of an Eye
Chapter 197 Killing in the Blink of an Eye
Chapter 197 Killing in the Blink of an Eye
The moment Ruan Hongxiu's head exploded, Wang Chao in the stands kept his eyes closed.
Although he didn't open his eyes, the entire stadium was on display in his mind.
The horror and excitement of ordinary viewers upon seeing a corpse, the disbelief of Japanese and Korean boxers in Beijing, the anger and shock of Southeast Asian warlords...
The emotions of nearly 10,000 people in the stadium, countless fragmented thoughts, and surging feelings were reflected in Wang Chao's heart like a clear mirror.
On the opposite side of the stands, Iga Gen, the number one martial arts master in Japan, suddenly jumped up from his seat.
At this moment, the shock in the heart of this number one Japanese man was so great that even the pure steel armrests of his chair were squeezed and deformed by the force of his palm as he stood up.
Ruan Hongxiu was killed with just two punches?
Iga Gen stared intently at the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood on the boxing ring, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.
"How...how is this possible!"
In the blink of an eye, what should have been a farcical martial arts contest turned into a one-sided massacre by Huo Ling'er.
As a martial artist who had already reached the pinnacle of the martial arts realm, he had been in contact with the other party beforehand and knew Ruan Hongxiu's strength better than anyone else.
Even if the opponent has only just entered the realm of mastery, having obtained Zhou Binglin's Tai Chi essence, ordinary brute force, even if it weighs ten thousand jin, will not be able to harm them.
Iga believed he could easily defeat Nguyen Hong Xiu, but even so, he would still need to hone his skills with dozens or even hundreds of punches, using his superior strength and power to wear down Nguyen Hong Xiu's mental and physical strength, and eventually crush him!
But what just happened?
With her first punch, Huo Ling'er shattered the arm of a Grandmaster of Internal Energy, and the power she contained even shattered Ruan Hongxiu's entire body's strength.
The second punch completely obliterated this renowned Southeast Asian master, leaving him without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, a great boxer who was his equal died.
Iga Gen gripped the deformed armrest, his knuckles turning white. Even if his martial arts were twice as strong, he could never kill his disciple so cleanly and swiftly. If his disciple was this strong, then what about his master?
Thinking of this, Iga Gen suddenly looked at Wang Chao.
Just then, a burst of chaotic bird calls suddenly erupted beside him, mixed with the crisp sound of a glass shattering.
"Impossible! How could Master Ruan be dead?!"
Beside Iga Gen, a dark-skinned, short, and thin Southeast Asian drug lord suddenly slammed his hand on the table. With a loud crash, the champagne glass on the table shattered on the floor, splattering golden liquid mixed with broken glass all over the ground.
His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, his teeth grinding so hard they seemed about to crush them: "How is this possible! I gambled hundreds of millions—how could that bastard Ruan Hongxiu die?"
He had bet hundreds of millions of RMB, fully expecting Ruan Hongxiu to easily win the competition and double his assets.
But now, this great boxer who could dodge bullets has died right before his eyes, without any explanation?!
The thought of losing hundreds of millions of dollars in gambling made his heart feel like it was being repeatedly cut by a dull knife, and even his breath tasted bloody.
"Cheating! It must be cheating!"
He suddenly stood up, pointed towards the boxing ring and roared, his voice distorted with anger, spittle flying everywhere.
"The one who should fight Master Ruan is Wang Chao, not this woman who just appeared out of nowhere! This is against the rules! You bunch of Chinese cowards, if you don't dare to fight, you resort to tricks!"
With a roar, he was like a wild beast out of control, shoving aside the bodyguards who tried to stop him, and stumbling toward Wang Chao.
In a normal martial arts competition, he wouldn't lose his temper like this; at most, he would retaliate afterward.
But at first, he thought he was just dealing with a farce and making hundreds of millions of gambling money for nothing. But no one expected that Ruan Hongxiu would be killed like a dog.
This drove the drug kingpin to the brink of madness. He angrily ran up to Wang Chao, demanding an explanation!
He had already found out that Wang Chao could dodge bullets, but if Wang Chao denied it, he would make sure that guy died without a burial place, even if it meant using snipers in China!
"You wretched Chinese pig! How dare you break the rules? I'm going to slaughter you!"
He rushed up to Wang Chao, spouting a mix of Thai and Chinese, filled with vicious curses.
But just then, Wang Chao slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was as bright as the blazing sun, instantly leaving the drug lord's mind blank.
In an instant, the clamor, like the squabbles of monkeys, froze.
The ferocity on the drug lord's face vanished instantly.
He froze on the spot, his pupils suddenly dilated, his mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist, and a strange "whoosh" sound came from his throat.
In his eyes, Wang Chao's figure was rising at a visible speed, his bluish-gray skin was like ancient black rock, the Naga spirit snake scales wrapped around his neck were shimmering, and a moon crown hung above his head, its clear light spreading across the entire dome.
Even more terrifying, Wang Chao's face was splitting and multiplying.
Countless faces emerged from his body, some showing compassion, with rubies embedded between their brows, and seemingly flowing with chanting when they lowered their eyes.
Some of them displayed a wrathful appearance, with fangs like ivory and eyes burning with karmic fire, as if they wanted to burn away all the sins of the three realms.
Others are faceless, leaving only chaos, yet they inspire awe, as if facing the void at the beginning of the universe.
These faces, layer upon layer, quickly covered the entire stadium, then broke through the roof and spread to the horizon.
The sun and moon reverse, the stars fall, and everything seems to transform into Wang Chao's avatar. The rise and fall of the universe, the supreme mysteries, and the cycle of rebirth all flow in Wang Chao's eyes at this moment.
The cosmic vowel "om" came from the depths of the void, making his soul tremble.
What he saw before him was not a boxer, but the very origin of the universe as described in the Mahabharata, the Great Lord Shiva who controls destruction and rebirth!
It is the manifestation of the "Supreme Self"!
"OMG-"
All the killings, greed, and sins in his memory were laid bare under this divine radiance.
The cries of countless innocent souls—the civilians whose villages he massacred, the prisoners he tortured and killed—resonated in his ears, causing his knees to buckle and him to collapse to his knees with a thud, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground, his whole body trembling like a leaf.
Under that gaze, almost uncontrollably, he trembled as he reached for the pistol at his waist, his fingers turning white with extreme awe.
But he pulled the trigger steadily.
"Bang!"
The gunshots were particularly jarring in the deathly silent stadium, and many spectators who were still immersed in the bloody and violent scenes inside were suddenly startled and screamed.
Wang Chao slowly lowered his eyes, his ashen skin, the serpent, and the moon-shaped crown gradually fading away, leaving only his casual clothes. All that had just happened...
It was as if the Thai general was hallucinating.
The people around were completely dumbfounded. Just a moment ago, he was a fierce and menacing drug lord who seemed ready to kill someone. How could he suddenly commit suicide in front of Wang Chao? Zhao Jun and the other princelings were speechless, as were the ordinary spectators around them. They couldn't understand what had just happened.