This was ⊠The leader of the Feral Dog Gang?
Xue Renâs hair had turned white and he looked much older. Lu Yuan almost did not recognize him.
[ But why did this bastard suddenly attack me? ]
The killing intent in Lu Yuanâs heart boiled, and he felt a little scared.
If he was just a little bit weaker, he would have died.
Xue Ren sent Lu Yuan flying with one punch. Seeing that Lu Yuan was not dead, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.
Even though his strength had been greatly reduced, a rank 2 Combat Master should have been dead by now.
A mere 1st rank fighter was still alive after taking a punch from him?
Why?
He took a step forward, wanting to kill Lu Yuan.
At this moment, Xue Wang stood in front of Xue Ren.
When Xue Ren saw Xue Wang, his face turned cold and he stopped in his tracks.
The two of them stood facing each other in silence.
However, it was only a moment of silence. Xue Ren knew that the black shadow could not hold Li Qinghe back for long. He did not have much time left, so the spirit energy in his body surged.
When Xue Wang saw this, an inexplicable expression appeared on his face. He pursed his lips slightly.
âAs expected, you want to make a move on me?â
Xue Ren said coldly, â
âYouâre my son. I gave you everything you have, including your life. Iâm just taking back whatâs mine.â
âHa âŠâ
Xue Wang laughed.
He silently took off his sunglasses, and his strange dark green eyes burned in the dim air.
âAfter my mother died, I knew that this day would come. Letâs end this.â
Xue Renâs eyes turned dark as he said,
âI created you. Do you think you can defeat me? â
On Xue Wangâs body, a dark red leather armor appeared. He revealed a bright smile.
âWho knows? Howl!â
Xue Wang bellowed in rage. A dark green light flashed in his eyes as his aura rose sharply.
Long silver-white hair grew out of his skin, making him look like a monster.
Combat skill-Silver Wolf Rage.
Xue Renâs face turned serious as he said,
âYour genes havenât been completely fused yet. Arenât you afraid of mutation if you forcefully activate your combat technique? â
Xue Wangâs Silver-furred face revealed a sinister smile. His eyes flashed with the determination to die, âIt doesnât matter anymore. Wasnât my purpose of inscribing the Silver Wolf gene for this moment? â
âHa, letâs start then.â
Wisps of light-red blood-red light appeared on Xue Renâs body, and there was a faint black mist in the blood-red light.
Even though Xue Renâs aura looked extremely weak at the moment, the pressure still made Xue Wangâs expression turn serious.
âI donât know what youâve done, but you seem to have become stronger. But I donât think itâs a good thing, right?â
Xue Ren didnât say anything. He took a step forward and rushed toward Xue Wang.
His fist, which was covered in a spiked glove, was covered in a thick blood-red light as he punched towards Xue Wangâs head.
Battle skill-crazed Blood Fist
Xue Wangâs face was cold as he threw a punch at Xue Ren.
Boom!
The two fists collided with each other, creating a loud boom.
Xue Wang let out a muffled groan and took a few steps back.
Xue Ren only took half a step back.
He looked at Xue Wang and said indifferently, âLooks like youâre still not my match.â
Xue Wang laughed coldly. He stomped on the ground, causing a spider web-like crack to appear. His body was like a silver light as he charged forward once again.
The two of them exchanged blows with their fists and legs, their bodies crisscrossing. From time to time, their fists and legs would land on the wall, creating large pits.
Boom!
There was another collision. Xue Wangâs body was sent flying and he crashed heavily into the wall. A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.