Cultivator Battle Royale

Chapter 9

Xing Wenghu began to concentrate, flexing his body in a weird and bizarre way. Dramatic music began to play, but only in Xing Wenghu's mind.

Nobody else could hear the dramatic and cool orchestra accompanying Xing Wenghu's transformation.

It was his personal battle theme after all, why did anyone else need to hear it in the first place?

He began to breath deeply, in and out slowly.

"Looks like I'll have to use ten percent of my power on you ants. Behold, the true might of a Heavenly King!"

Xing Wenghu imagined white lightning bursting all over his body, Strength was flowing all over himself.

His meridians were bursting with Heavenly Celestial Qi that had transcended all of the Daoists in the entire universe.

This was his prime, his soul. The power of his regression, incarnation and of every ancestor rising within him.

A massive white glow, only visible to Xing Wenghu exploded all over his body.

One of the thugs stopped in place, "Hey what the fuck is he doing?" Another one stopped in confusion, as they all looked at Xing Wenghu unable to understand what he was doing.

"He's not taking a shit in front of us is he?"

Xing Wenghu was flexing so strangely, everyone thought he was about to defecate himself in fear. All except Feng Peng and Fatty Wei, who placed their faith in him.

Loser Lo began to laugh, "This is it for you Xing Wenghu!" He was confident in his victory, what could Xing Wenghu possibly do against him now?

Xing Wenghu awkwardly flexed his shoulders, laughing maniacally to himself. "Heh..." was the only thing he said, as he made a face that would cause anyone to feel fear.

Everyone knew, that when a cultivator said heh...

Something bad and dastardly could only happen next.

One of the thugs gasped, starting to take a few steps back. "Hey man get this weird kid away from me!"

The thug attempted to back away from the fight, but Xing Wenghu suddenly began to move alot faster than before.

He instantly caught up to him, and grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Fool. You should have never provoked a Heavenly King. Now I will show you the wrath of the Heavens!"

Xing Wenghu somehow, managed to take a ridiculous looking stance once again while grabbing the man.

He gasped in fear, afraid of what would happen next. Xing Wenghu began to shout loudly. Triumphant and confident in his next attack.

"Four Trigram, Eye Gouge technique!!!"

Xing Wenghu crudely took his hand, spread two of the fingers wide and aggressively poked the man in both of the eyes.

To say he experienced pain was a understatement.

Xing Wenghu's fingers had contracted some of the spices from the food Feng Peng was eating earlier.

None of them at the time were aware, of how much more potent this made Xing Wenghu's finger poke.

A burning sensation filled the eyes of the thug Xing Wenghu had just attacked.

He fell back, screaming in pain as he clutched his eyes. "AUGH!!!! I can't see! I can't see!" He began to flail uncontrollably on the floor, now a weakened and defeated loser.

The rest of the thugs looked at Xing Wenghu with an expression of fear. He turned to them, smirking so widely.

"Heh....It is time for me to deliver judgement upon you!"

One tried to rush at him in desperation, but Xing Wenghu was now able to unleash his true celestial powers upon him!

He raised his palm in front of him, "Celestial Star Rope, Bind!!" He screamed loudly, focusing all of his intent on the man. Who instantly stopped in place.

"Impossible, I didn't see anything come out. How did he do that!" Loser Lo screamed, as his henchman was bound in place by a mysterious force.

"Hmph. My senior brother is very mysterious and powerful. It is your loss, and my gain!" Fatty Wei shouted happily.

The thug meanwhile was in a precarious situation, unable to withstand any part of Xing Wenghu's oddly invisible attack.

He even began to shake his arms, as if trying to escape from a actual rope. Yet nobody could see anything.

Xing Wenghu walked up to him slowly, the thug preparing to piss his pants in fear of his upcoming fate.

"You fool, none can handle the techniques of the heavens. For they are so powerful, the unenlightened cannot see them!"

Everyone gasped dramatically, now realizing Xing Wenghu's true "power".

Feng Peng only bowed his head in reverence, "Such an enlightened master. You can't even comprehend his power Fraud Lo!!!!" He screamed in fury.

This was a classical scene Xing Wenghu was so familiar with. Finally he could preform his first group face slapping.

"You should consider it an honor to fight against me...You will be some of the first faces I have slapped in here!"

Xing Wenghu then rapidly ran around the group of thugs, beating them up rapidly as he swung his fists into their faces and bodies.

They, given their destiny as side characters fell to the ground after only one or two blows from Xing Wenghu.

Loser Lo was defeated, he fell to his knees in agony and frustration. Xing Wenghu walked up to him and stood over him victorious.

"Now stupid Lo, it is time for your judgement from the Heavens too!"