studiobondurri Chapter 28
Chapter 28
Chapter 28 - Blood Devouring Magic Technique
Presently, Loong Chen had no shortage of empirical value. Slaying the mutated goanna had garnered him tens of thousands of empirical points.
Investing 30,000 empirical points to max out the World Dominating skill didn't seem wasteful to him.
For most people, mastering a high-level sword skill like the World Dominating was an arduous feat. It could take them decades to even reach the fifth level.
Tyrannical Saber Devil King, for instance, had devoted twenty years to reach the fifth level of the World Dominating.
Loong Chen, on the other hand, only needed to expend his empirical points to reach the peak of this skill.
If Tyrannical Saber Devil King got wind of this, he might have been furious enough to rise from the grave and strangle Loong Chen.
“I believe the maximum level of the World Dominating should be six times my current power.”
Loong Chen started his calculations.
He currently possessed a strength exceeding six thousand kilograms. If he attained six times that power, it would surpass thirty-six thousand kilograms.
Inside the Registration Hall, all eyes remained fixed on Loong Chen.
After his previous astonishing feat, they were wary and unsure of what else Loong Chen might do to astound them.
The seconds ticked away as Loong Chen stood motionless. Everyone held their breath, nerves on edge, fearful to disturb him.
The consequences of disturbing this Level 2 Evolver could be dire - a single punch might prove fatal.
While beads of nervous sweat formed on their brows, Loong Chen finally stirred.
His fist hurtled toward the testing apparatus.
The impact resounded with a thunderous clap, punctuating the silence. The point of impact displayed a gaping hole, with white smoke issuing forth.
This testing machine boasted sturdy construction, impervious even to Level 2 Evolver strength. Yet, Loong Chen had ruptured it with a single punch.
Fortunately, the apparatus survived, albeit visibly altered. The display continued to flash numbers, only ceasing its sequence half a minute later.
A staggering figure materialized before the spectators' eyes.
“35,598!”
In the main hall, Mo Qitian let out a wild roar.
“Go to hell!”
As Mo Qitian poised for an attack, an unexpected figure materialized before Loong Chen.
This abrupt appearance left both Mo Qitian and Long Chen momentarily dumbfounded. Loong Chen couldn't identify this newcomer.
Yet, it was apparent that Mo Qitian recognized the individual.
“Zhang Qibing, what's your purpose here?”
Mo Qitian regarded Zhang Qibing with a frigid demeanor.
“Master of the Mo family, we stand within the jurisdiction of the Evolver Alliance. Your actions here constitute a breach of our peace.”
Zhang Qibing's tone carried a hint of displeasure.
“He's slain my son, Mo Lin. I intend to exact vengeance. If any collateral damage occurs, I'm willing to reimburse you at market rates.”
Mo Qitian ground his teeth as he retorted.
Ordinarily, Zhang Qibing would never dare to speak to him this way; he'd always kept him under control. However, Loong Chen remained his primary target.
“Loong Chen has recently joined our Evolver Alliance. He's now a member, not to be held responsible.”
Mo Qitian's gaze turned resolute upon hearing Zhang Qibing's words. If he couldn't discern Zhang Qibing's motives by now, he'd truly be a fool.
“Zhang Qibing, you're determined to defy the Mo family!”
Mo Qitian's voice grew thunderous. In an instant, hundreds of black-suited, sunglass-clad bodyguards converged, sealing off the Registration Hall.
These were the Evolvers from the Mo family. In Jinling City, only the Mo family could muster such a formidable assembly of Evolvers.
Zhang Qibing cast a grim glance around. He begrudgingly acknowledged that the Mo family wielded greater power than the Jinling City Sub-league.
Yet, since Zhang Qibing had chosen to shield Loong Chen, he held no regrets.
“Prepare for combat!”
Zhang Qibing commanded, rallying all the Evolvers within the sub-alliance for battle.
Those intending to register at the Registration Hall wisely retreated, keeping their distance. Approaching meant certain peril.