The Lion King’s head was crushed under Ye Qiu’s foot in front of everyone, killed instantly.
Agatha was furious, her voice icy. “I told you to stop. Didn’t you hear?”
Ye Qiu laughed. “I used my foot. Can’t you see? Are you blind?”
“You—” Agatha slammed her staff into the ground, unleashing a terrifying aura that surged toward Ye Qiu.
But Ye Qiu stood unmoved, shouting, “Enough talk. Come face your death!”
Agatha gripped her staff, ready to act, when Bagu stepped forward.
“Let me test his strength.”
Bagu was tall, with a prominent nose and a large gold earring. Each step he took shook the ground with a loud *thud*, like a massive mountain moving.
“You’re no match for me. All of you, come at once!” Ye Qiu said disdainfully.
Bagu grinned. “I know your strength is great. I’m a power-type expert too, so I want to see whose strength is greater.”
“You’re seeking death,” Ye Qiu said.
Bagu smiled. “Don’t underestimate me. Though I’m only early King Realm, I’ve never lost in strength.”
“Is that so?” Ye Qiu sneered.
Bagu approached, stopping twenty metres from the wall, looking up at Ye Qiu.
“Ready?” Bagu asked.
Ye Qiu said arrogantly, “No preparation needed to face trash.”
Bagu’s smile remained. “Those who underestimate me pay a heavy price. You’re no exception.”
“Less talk, let’s fight!” Ye Qiu stood atop the wall, hands behind his back.
“Watch out, here I come,” Bagu said, leaping like a mountain, charging with immense force.
*Bang!*
Ye Qiu threw a punch.
“Good!” Bagu, seeing the punch, looked pleased, quickly countering with his own.
*Boom!*
As their fists met, Bagu’s face changed.
He felt Ye Qiu’s punch was like a tidal wave, vastly stronger than his own.
“Not good—”
Bagu’s fist shattered on impact, followed by a *crack* as his entire arm broke.
*Slap!*
Ye Qiu released his fist, slapping Bagu’s face, deforming it as blood sprayed.
“Come back!” Agatha shouted, sensing danger.
Bagu retreated, but it was too late.
Ye Qiu’s speed was blinding. He rushed forward, landing a punch on Bagu’s chest.
*Pfft!*
Bagu spat blood, flying backward. As he fell, Joseph flashed forward, catching him.
“Bagu, you okay?” Joseph asked.
“I…” Bagu uttered one word before his body exploded into pieces.
Joseph, caught off guard, was splattered with blood.
The remaining King Realm experts were stunned.
Bagu, known for his strength, was obliterated by Ye Qiu’s punch. Who would believe it if they hadn’t seen it?
The Prophet glanced at Ye Qiu on the wall, his white robe fluttering, his slender figure radiating an invincible aura, inspiring awe.
With the Lion King and Bagu dead, five experts remained: John, the Kenny brothers, Agatha, and Joseph. The first three were mid-King Realm; Agatha and Joseph were peak King Realm.
“I said I’d crush the nine nations’ experts today,” Ye Qiu declared. “Only five of you left. To save time, come at me together.”
He stood on the wall, beckoning them provocatively.
“Don’t be arrogant, kid. Even with your strength, you’re just Venerable Realm. Killing us is a pipe dream,” Agatha snapped, whispering to the others. Soon, John and the Kenny brothers stepped forward.
Agatha and Joseph stayed put.
“What, sending these three trash to face me?” Ye Qiu sneered. “Why don’t you come die yourself?”
“No need for me to kill you,” Agatha said confidently, believing Ye Qiu couldn’t withstand three mid-King Realm experts.
She instructed John and the Kenny brothers, “Don’t hold back. Give him no chance. The Lion King and Bagu died because they underestimated him.”
“He’s done for,” one Kenny brother said.
“Kill!” the other shouted, charging with a long blade, slashing at Ye Qiu.
The blade’s aura was overwhelming, a lethal strike filled with killing intent.
Ye Qiu, on the wall, threw a punch.
*Clang!*
The blade’s aura shattered.
His fist met the blade, snapping it.
John and the other Kenny brother attacked, unleashing powerful moves, striking together.
Following Agatha’s advice, they went all out, dragon qi swirling, killing intent everywhere.
Three mid-King Realm experts attacking together was terrifying.
Ye Qiu remained calm, throwing punches with both hands, countering their relentless assaults.
Seeing this, Agatha’s heart shook. She whispered, “Is this kid really Venerable Realm?”
Joseph’s face darkened. “He’s strange. His cultivation reads as Venerable, but his combat power far exceeds ordinary King Realm experts. Otherwise, he couldn’t fend off three mid-King Realm attacks.”
Agatha said, “I believe now he could kill Paul and Carl.”
Joseph warned, “Stay sharp. If things go wrong, we act. Only five of us remain. If these three fall, wiping out the Vatican means nothing. This kid’s tougher than expected.”
Agatha added, “Could he be hiding his true realm?”
“Possibly…” Joseph began, when suddenly, an ancient cauldron appeared in the air.
*Hum!*
The heavens trembled.
The cauldron expanded, like a mountain filling the sky, adorned with mysterious patterns, exuding a regal aura that spread in all directions.
