Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Several miniature Solar Flare Bombardments were hurled at Ximen Lang. They certainly looked intimidating.
Unfortunately, Reina was too slow. She couldn't hinder Ximen Lang's advance in the slightest.
He dodged them with ease.
Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun also stood in front of Ximen Lang, buying Qiang Wei time.
Seeing the two brothers arrive, Ximen Lang suddenly stopped worrying about dealing with the enemy ADC.
The ADC hadn't developed yet and posed no threat to him. Besides, she was Miss Qi Lin, so it wouldn't hurt to play with her a little longer.
Thus, Ximen Lang focused his attention on the two brothers.
Facing the sword and axe cleaving toward him, Ximen Lang shook his head.
They had the momentum, but no technique at all. They were relying entirely on brute strength. Ximen Lang decided to teach them a lesson.
Ximen Lang didn't block. You like competing in strength, don't you? I'll play along and see whose strength is greater! He raised both hands slightly, and in the blink of an eye, two golden greatswords condensed from the power of the Glint Fruit appeared in his hands.
One on each side, he met the axe and sword cleaving toward him from Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun.
Bang! Bang!
Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun were instantly blasted away by the tremendous force of Ximen Lang's strikes. They had no ability to resist whatsoever.
Ximen Lang didn't rush to follow up. He crooked his fingers at the two of them and said,
"Keep going."
Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun got to their feet and exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat guilty.
"What are you standing around for? Get in there! Beat him up!"
Hearing Reina urge them on, the two had no choice but to charge forward again despite their misgivings.
At the same time, Zhao Xin launched a sneak attack from behind Ximen Lang.
"Good grief! Young people have no honor these days—they're actually resorting to sneak attacks!"
A sneak attack? Ximen Lang certainly wasn't going to let him get away with that.
Zhao Xin had only just reached Ximen Lang's back and had yet to swing his Dark Alloy Spear when Ximen Lang's huge foot was already planted on his face.
Zhao Xin was sent flying back at nearly twice the speed at which he had come.
The two golden greatswords in Ximen Lang's hands also flew free, slamming heavily into Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun.
They slammed into them rather than piercing them. Although the two had the potential to become gods, they were not gods yet.
Besides, Ximen Lang wanted to play a little longer. If he knocked them out of the fight, what would he have left to play with? "Liu Chuang, Ge Xiaolun, have you two ever been hit by a Lightspeed Kick?"
Ximen Lang gently raised his right foot, and dazzling golden light rose around it.
Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun were still somewhat dazed. They hadn't even understood what Ximen Lang meant when their bodies were already sent flying heavily.
Golden light flashed across the field, and Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun began their miserable fate of being battered.
The others also wanted to help, but Ximen Lang was simply too fast. Even Qi Lin, who had the sharpest eyesight, couldn't track his movements. The others were even more helpless.
After kicking them for a full five minutes, Ximen Lang finally felt satisfied.
"I'm done. Who's next?"
It wasn't just the others—even the silly goddess felt her scalp prickle.
As the main god of the Lieyang civilization, Reina might have been only twenty-three years old, but Pan Zhen had never neglected her combat training.
Especially in close combat. Since Reina still couldn't control the full power of the Sun God, close combat had always been the focus of his training.
Reina's close-combat ability was indeed strong, but her speed wasn't particularly outstanding!
That was lightspeed—actual lightspeed! She could accept several times the speed of sound, but this was lightspeed!
They couldn't even see him clearly. How were they supposed to fight? Seeing the frightened, silent group, Ximen Lang spoke.
"If you won't choose, then I'll call someone out."
After looking around several times, Ximen Lang finally called Zhao Xin's name.
"A Xin, I heard you're pretty fierce. How about you go first?"
Zhao Xin was practically about to cry. He waved his hands repeatedly.
"Brother Lang, Brother Lang! I'm not fierce, really. Brother Lang, you have to believe me!"
Unfortunately, Ximen Lang gave him no chance to continue defending himself.
"Ahhhhh!"
Another series of shrill screams rang out as Ximen Lang began a new round of training.
He Xi was overjoyed at the sight, and her cheers occasionally came through the Dark Plane Communication.
However, Ximen Lang ignored some of He Xi's unreasonable requests, such as paying special attention to Zhao Xin's younger brother and preferably crippling him.
It was one thing to beat him up, but crippling him would be going too far. There was no way Ximen Lang could agree to that.
This left He Xi disappointed for quite some time. I'll have to think of another way.
After another two minutes, Ximen Lang finally let Zhao Xin go and turned his attention to the others.
Zhao Xin was only a second-generation Super Soldier. His ability to withstand blows was nowhere near Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun's level. After taking such a beating, he had suffered enough. Any more, and something would go wrong.
Looking at the group shrinking back in fear, Ximen Lang couldn't help sighing.
He wasn't some kind of devil, after all. Besides, personally joining the fight wasn't particularly dignified.
"Forget it. Consider yourselves lucky. I won't do it myself."
The group was thrilled by those words, but Ximen Lang's next sentence sent them plunging into an icy abyss.
Ximen Lang raised a hand. Golden Wormholes rose one after another, instantly filling the entire Training Ground and directly surrounding everyone.
"Each of you gets a thousand wormhole attacks—fair and square! Reina, since you're a god, I've added a little something extra for you. Enjoy yourself."
Hearing this, Qiang Wei's vision went black, and she nearly fainted.
Even Suo Dun, who had lain down and pretended to be dead, was not spared. Ximen Lang took care of him as well—and gave him special attention.
Ximen Lang pulled beer, soft drinks, and peanuts out of the Dark Plane, then sat to the side with Leng.
He admired the miserable state of the group while chatting leisurely with Leng.
Huang Lao was also deeply shocked from the high platform.
"So you're saying that he was just playing around with the Xiong Bing Lian this whole time?"
Du Kao's expression was also rather unnatural.
"It's hard to say. Perhaps he's still just playing around with them now."
Huang Lao: "..."
Was Ximen Lang playing around with them?
Obviously. Wasn't it clear at a glance?
Whether it was the weapons he condensed or their firing speed, everything had been weakened by who knew how many levels. What difference was this from playing house? These were gods ranked among the Known Universe—did he really think this was child's play?
After watching for only a few moments, Leng lost interest and said to Ximen Lang,
"Go back once you're done playing. This is boring."
"Sure thing."
Ximen Lang also found it rather boring. Not only could he not attack freely, he had to control the frequency and strength of every attack at all times.
Otherwise, what if he accidentally killed them? And so, after tormenting the members of the Xiong Bing Lian for nearly half an hour—and himself for nearly half an hour as well—the battle finally ended.
Bang! A God-Slaying No. 1 Bullet was fired straight at Ximen Lang's younger brother.
Ximen Lang's face instantly darkened...
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