King Piccolo Emerges, Leaving Everyone Dumbfounded

Li Xing didn't even listen. He swung a punch at once.

Bam!

Li Xing's fist slammed into the ground where Sun Wukong had just landed.

A tremendous boom rang out, and the ground split into countless cracks like a spiderweb.

Sun Wukong's face twisted instantly.

"You bastard, calm down! Let me explain."

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you even listening to me?"

Li Xing braced both hands against the ground and launched himself into the air. His legs scissored back and forth, sweeping toward Sun Wukong.

"Bastard! You're driving me crazy!"

Sun Wukong's face flushed with anger. He repeatedly swung at Li Xing, trying to stop him from attacking.

The two exchanged punches and kicks, each blow carrying immense force.

The fierce wind from their clash swept through the unstable buildings around them, causing them to crumble. Many houses came crashing down with a rumble.

People who were already gravely injured could only watch helplessly as boulders fell toward them amid what was no different from a natural disaster.

They watched themselves fall into the cracks.

Countless people wailed and cried out.

Sun Wukong's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets.

Unfortunately, beneath the Black Armor, Li Xing's heart seemed to be made of stone.

He didn't care about anyone else. His eyes were fixed solely on Sun Wukong.

All he cared about was fighting him.

"Stop!

Stop, you bastard!"

Li Xing didn't answer. He continued launching attacks at Sun Wukong.

A few TV stations still had signal.

Seeing the booming explosions and clouds of dust in the distance, reporters who weren't afraid of death rushed over to get the latest information and broadcast it.

At the sight of this, everyone's faces fell.

"This is terrifying.

Absolutely terrifying."

The two were like human bulldozers. Even reinforced concrete couldn't withstand the shockwaves from their clash.

If the reporters went over there and got caught in the crossfire, their bones would probably be crushed.

"Damn, are they monsters in human form?"

"This is martial arts! This is martial arts—the martial arts our Aurora Group's boss has always revered.

"I'm telling you, there's a special unit within our group.

"We also have a super-powerful mechanized force and an aerospace force. They were formed to defend against an alien invasion."

Even Li Xing hadn't expected someone from the Aurora Group to be among those who had arrived.

And this person even seemed to know some classified information.

"Bullshit! If your Aurora Group really was defending against aliens, then what the hell is this Kyrieloid?

"Didn't they cause all this?

"What's your Aurora Group doing?"

"Heh, you don't know shit!"

"Bullshit. Then go on, tell us! What the hell is your Aurora Group up to?"

Bam!

The reporter had barely finished speaking when a dull impact came from the distant battle.

A stone tore through the air and struck the reporter who had spoken against the Aurora Group.

Bam!

His head exploded, leaving a bloody mess.

"Ah!"

The reporters scattered, even the Aurora Group's people among them.

Pride was one thing, but staying alive was another.

Beneath the Black Armor, Li Xing's face was tinged red.

"Sorry. I lost control."

Sun Wukong's face darkened with rage.

"You bastard! You're despicable!"

Li Xing said nothing. He kept fighting Sun Wukong.

Buildings all around them were reduced to rubble.

Their attacks grew fiercer, their blows steadily more powerful, and the destruction they wreaked on the surroundings became increasingly terrifying.

"Kamehameha!"

Seeing Sun Wukong use a ki blast in his fury, Li Xing looked delighted rather than alarmed.

He activated his Devour Ability and went straight in.

Bam!

"What?"

Li Xing wished he could swallow the whole thing.

Unfortunately,

he only managed to eat half of it before the energy erupted, striking back at Sun Wukong's attack.

"Haha, Sun Wukong, we'll continue our fight next time.

"This is interesting. This Martial Arts Tournament put on by the Aurora Group is quite interesting.

"I'll be back in a month.

"Haha, I wonder which idiot organized the Martial Arts Tournament and gave me such a great opportunity.

"Once I wipe out you martial artists, the Earth will belong to us Kyrieloids."

"Impossible! I won't allow it."

"Heh, it doesn't matter if you allow it or not. Bye-bye, little boy."

Li Xing controlled the Black Armor and shot into the sky.

"Don't run!"

"Flying Nimbus!"

Sun Wukong panicked and summoned the Flying Nimbus, chasing after him.

Li Xing's expression remained calm as the Black Armor gradually turned invisible.

As for acting all chuunibyou, he didn't care in the slightest.

At the same time Li Xing disappeared,

a group of fishermen in the middle of the sea were discussing what was happening.

"Tell me, isn't this whole thing bizarre?"

"Bizarre my ass. What's it got to do with us? That's a problem for the big shots to worry about."

"But you've got to admit, the city hosting the Martial Arts Tournament sure is unlucky. The Aurora Group's a real jinx."

"Hmph, what's the Aurora Group got to do with it? You're disgusting. Shouldn't you be blaming the Kyrieloids?"

"Exactly. This has nothing to do with the Aurora Group. It all happened out of nowhere.

"Out of so many cities, only a hundred have run into trouble."

"All the cities hosting the Martial Arts Tournament are having problems."

"You're all idiots. Can't you think about it?

"Didn't you notice? The cities where monsters appeared all have powerful martial artists.

"That whatever-they-are must be sending the monsters to places with high individual energy levels.

"They're trying to wipe out humanity."

"Enough chatting! We've got a catch. Get over here!"

The group bustled into action. They didn't care what was happening in the cities and had no intention of getting involved.

For adults, getting the job done and providing for their families mattered most.

Soon, the crew began hauling in the net and sorting through the fish.

"Strange. Why's there a rice cooker here?"

A crewman rummaged through the catch and spotted something reflective.

"Yeah. What's that stuck on top of the rice cooker?"

"That's weird."

"Yeah, some idiot must be playing a prank."

"How about it, guys? Should we peel it off and have a look?"

"Look at what? What if it's real? Hey, don't peel it off! Damn it, you've got to be kidding me. I—I—holy shit, my wife's cheating on me!"

"Holy shit, it's green! So green!"

"Ugh, my head's spinning. I'm dizzy. Why's everything going around in circles?"

"So many stars. There are way too many stars."

"Hahaha! This Demon King has finally emerged! Hahaha! Speak! You may each make one wish. No matter what it is, I can make it come true."

The crewmen were initially dumbfounded.

Then they were overjoyed.

"Wow, really?"

The old King Piccolo looked at the greedy humans.

He grinned wickedly down at the crewmen.

"Of course."

"Then, uh, I want a hundred pretty girls."

"Greedy! I want a hundred million yuan."

"I want a luxurious fishing boat."

The crewmen who had come out were all chattering away, each stating their wishes.

"I want to become king."

"Being king's no big deal."

"Exactly, being king's no big deal. I want the Aurora Group. I want to become its chairman."

Listening to the crewmen, Piccolo was completely dumbfounded.

He sneered at them, ready to wipe them out on the spot.

"Bullshit! If the Kyrieloids come, you'll all die anyway.

"You'd be better off wishing for power. Absolute power.

"If you don't like someone, just take what you want from them."