indianbanksassociation Chapter 156 I was beaten so badly I couldn't fight back! Di Jun: My boxing gloves are really st
Chapter 156 I was beaten so badly I couldn't fight back! Di Jun: My boxing gloves are really st
"hiss……"
Zhao Gongming couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"The rules of this world are truly utterly distorted!"
"A being at the peak of Quasi-Saint level."
"Not to mention that he can control a complete Great Dao Law on his own."
"A clone projection that was casually conjured."
"He actually possesses the combat power of a peak Quasi-Saint?!"
"How is this any different from the original? It's outrageous!"
Zhao Gongming looked up at the raging, blood-red crack in the sky.
Looking at the emperor struggling on the toilet, he suddenly understood.
"It seems that there is no true Heavenly Dao in this world."
"Or rather... these four evil gods and this emperor."
"They themselves represent the incomplete will of Heaven in this world!"
"The reason they have been fighting for so long is..."
"It's all about vying for absolute control of this world."
"Whoever wins is the true embodiment of Heaven's Way!"
Just as Zhao Gongming was pondering...
A Khorne projection in mid-air.
He wielded a blood-dripping, serrated greatsword.
A pair of crimson eyes stared intently at Di Jun below.
He still didn't take Di Jun seriously.
Even though the original body had already experienced the power of the opponent's strange magic weapon.
But as an evil god who wields power over slaughter.
The word "retreat" simply doesn't exist in Khorne's mind.
"roar!"
Khorne let out a deafening roar.
His voice was filled with tyranny and disdain.
"Outsiders, you ants who do not belong to this universe."
"They don't deserve to stay in this world!"
"I don't believe in your strange magical artifact."
"Can it be used an unlimited number of times?!"
"Die, my god! Sacrifice your blood to the Blood God!"
boom!
Khorne transformed into a streak of crimson lightning.
It carries with it a law of slaughter capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
They charged straight at Di Jun!
Seeing this scene.
An emperor sitting on the toilet.
Even though he was already holding it in until his face turned purple and his whole body was trembling.
He couldn't help but show a worried expression.
He turned his head with difficulty.
He squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
Ask Zhao Gongming.
"Zhao, young friend Zhao, hmm!"
"Is...it really okay?"
"The other party is Khorne!"
"He wields the laws of war, and his combat prowess is extraordinary!"
"Fellow Daoist Di Jun is all alone..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming calmly waved his hand.
A smile, revealing your complete ignorance of power, curls at the corner of your lips.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured."
"Within the same cultivation level, my Uncle-Master Di Jun possesses an abstract magic weapon!"
"As long as he has an abstract magical artifact, he is invincible!"
"Don't even mention a Khorne projection."
"Even if four evil gods attacked together, they'd have no choice but to stand at attention and take the beating!"
The emperor was stunned upon hearing this.
His eyes widened in surprise.
"What?! This kind of incredibly powerful magic weapon..."
"Is it just a matter of enduring the shameful side effects?"
"So it can be used an unlimited number of times?!"
"No cooldown, no mana backlash?!"
Zhao Gongming nodded as a matter of course.
"Yes, that's exactly how it is."
"As long as you're thick-skinned enough, you can keep showing off your magic weapon."
boom!
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck the emperor's mind.
It instantly opened the door to a whole new world!
He initially felt a slight sense of humiliation because of sitting on the toilet.
At this moment, it vanished without a trace.
Instead, there was a frenzied excitement!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The emperor exerted himself while letting out a hearty laugh.
"I see, I see!"
"As long as I can endure this socially unsettling side effect and sit firmly on this toilet!"
"I can do it without any cost."
"To the greatest extent possible, curb the four evil gods' control over the normal world!"
"What does the death of a company matter compared to the survival of all humanity?"
"My personal dignity is worthless!!"
"Um!"
The emperor was greatly encouraged and immediately increased the intensity of his efforts.
The golden light on the toilet shone even brighter.
They completely sealed off that gap in subspace!
……
Meanwhile, in the center of the battlefield.
Di Jun has already clashed head-on with the charging Khorne.
Faced with the overwhelming murderous intent and harsh words of terror.
Di Jun's face remained calm.
There was even a hint of excitement in his eyes as he watched his prey.
"You want to kill me?"
"Then let me show you what true cruelty is!"
hum!
The dynamic background music instantly exploded in the void.
Di Jun raised his hands, which were covered in red boxing gloves.
His body began to sway from side to side in a very rhythmic manner.
My head was nodding frantically.
At the same time, he focused his energy in his dantian.
He recited aloud the line that was etched deep in his soul.
"In 1974, I won my first Southeast Asian kickboxing championship!"
"Defeat the Cherry Blossom Heavy Gunner, Thunder Dragon!"
Look at Di Jun's ridiculous appearance.
The movements resembled those of a shaman performing a ritual.
Khorne soared into the air.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat.
A bad feeling welled up inside me.
It was an absolute sense of suppression originating from the level of laws!
"This action is clearly ridiculous."
"Why don't I feel like laughing at all?!"
"On the contrary, it feels creepy?!"
Khorne gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.
He swung his giant sword and brought it down hard.
"Die, you god!!"
However, Di Jun spoke extremely quickly.
He finished reciting the last sentence in an instant.
"Ghost Boy Da, the sole inheritor of the ancient primordial fist technique!"
"Known as the nemesis of karate!"
Nickname: Devil Muscle Man!
Swish!
The moment the words fell.
Conceptual-level laws are fully activated!
"Take this punch from me!"
Di Jun did not dodge Khorne's giant sword at all.
He met the sword's edge head-on with a simple, unadorned punch.
boom!
A dull thud that made your teeth ache.
That seemingly devastating sword strike.
The instant the red boxing gloves were touched.
It shattered into pieces as if it were made of paper!
Immediately afterwards, Di Jun's fist ignored all space and defense.
It slammed hard into Khorne's hideous face!
"puff!"
Khorne's face instantly contorted.
Several blood-stained fangs flew out.
He felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite.
It tumbled through the air a dozen times before crashing heavily onto the deck.
"That's impossible!"
Khorne covered his swollen cheek.
His face was filled with shock and disbelief.
He is a mighty war god.
His defenses were shattered with a single punch?!
"Nothing is impossible!"
Emperor Jun, having gained power, was ruthless.
My body continued to sway from side to side to the background music, getting closer step by step.
"Take another punch from me!"
boom! boom! boom!
What followed was nothing short of a one-sided, brutal massacre.
With each punch Di Jun threw...
It will inevitably bypass all of Khorne's defenses in a bizarre way.
It hit him squarely in the face.
"Ouch, don't hit my face!"
Poor Khorne was brutally beaten by Di Jun using his magical artifacts.
He was beaten black and blue, his face covered in bruises.
He was starting to question the meaning of life.
"This kind of magical artifact is illogical and completely ignores the laws and logic..."
"What kind of monstrous thing was this made of?!"
"This completely suppresses us evil gods!"