Lightning flashed and thunder roared, blades gleamed and shadows danced.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The deafening blasts shook even the ground. The outskirts, once covered in trees, had become a complete mess. Fang Zheng wielded Frostmourne as he battled the Deviluke King.
"Ha ha ha, not bad, Earthling. I knew you had some skill before, but I never expected you to fight me to this extent!"
The Deviluke King threw a punch and burst into laughter as he looked at Fang Zheng.
"Nothing special. Third best in the world."
Fang Zheng swung his greatsword around and held it before himself, quietly shaking out his right hand at the same time—Devilukeans truly had terrifying physical abilities. Lala could throw a baseball at the speed of a cannonball, so the strength of Deviluke's strongest king needed no explanation. If Fang Zheng had been in his Dragon Race form, he might have been able to subdue him. But Fang Zheng's current body was merely that of an ordinary human. If he had not enhanced himself with Frostmourne's magic, his hand would have snapped the instant their blows collided.
But even that had its limits. Even with magical enhancement, Fang Zheng's body was still that of an ordinary human... Why was this world so obsessed with the concept of an "ordinary person"? Fang Zheng truly could not understand it. Of course, the reason he was in this situation was ultimately his own choice. If he had not tried to strengthen himself and had honestly remained an ordinary person, he might have taken a completely different path.
After all, this sort of setup was common in harem anime. Moroboshi Ataru and Tsuchimi Rin were both ordinary people, while the girls in their harems were either alien princesses or princesses of gods and demons. Even when they