More than three thousand Number Eighteens were vicious, but they were only one or two times stronger than the Sovereign.
Though there were many of them, they were still far too weak for Chu Qing.
Even as he fought, he continued studying the Fierce Tiger Gang's structure.
Only now did Number Eighteen's true body realize just how terrifyingly strong Chu Qing was.
"Still, the stronger he is, the more excited I become!"
"I've already grasped his combat approach!"
"Now, it's time to end this boring game!"
Number Eighteen took a deep breath. The next second, he opened his mouth and inhaled.
The more than three thousand Number Eighteens fighting Chu Qing became like a reversing flood, all sucked back and swallowed by Number Eighteen.
Crack!
Crack!
Number Eighteen transformed into a Three Heads and Six Arms form.
He took one step and instantly appeared inside the Fierce Tiger Gang.
At the same time:
The howling Fierce Tiger Gang suddenly stopped howling. Its four claws, tail, and head detached, then all burrowed back into its body at once.
Crack!
The Fierce Tiger Gang's head landed atop one of Number Eighteen's heads. Four arms seized the four tiger claws, another arm grabbed the tiger tail, and the final hand formed a seal.
"Chu Qing, I originally only wanted to play with you!"
"And take your head while I was at it!"
"But your tenacity and arrogance made me realize that you..."
The air exploded as Chu Qing instantly charged before Number Eighteen.
At the same time, his form changed:
Four heads emerged, twelve pairs of wings spread open, and thirty-six arms burst from beneath his ribs.
The next instant, secret transmissions from over a thousand paths bloomed at once, shredding Number Eighteen.
His wings swept like great banners, rolling forth to kill.