1112 Feel The Pain! (3)

The enormous tornado wreaked havoc. Space got torn wherever it went. It was extremely frightening as if it was a natural disaster in the universe.

"Feel the pain!" The cold voice floated out from the space tornado again.

The image of the space tornado was reflected in the eyes of the three heaven-stage martial warriors. Their pupils shrunk to a single line.

"No!"

Their souls almost left their bodies in fear. There was no time to evade. They bellowed in anger and unwillingness and released all the Forces in their body.

Boom!

The space tornado submerged them, devouring them like a giant universe Behemoth.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion occurred, strong enough to cause a vibration in the universe. The sound echoed throughout the space.

Then, there was a moment of dead silence.

Wang Teng's figure appeared in the air again. His face was a little pale, but he was standing straight and tall. His back faced the spacecraft while his black hair danced in the wind.

The frightening explosion made his back view appear even more outstanding.

In the spacecraft, the leader of martial arts and the others stared at this scene in a daze. Despite being well-prepared, this scene still made them awestruck.

Lin Chuhan stared at the back with glowing eyes. His handsome and outstanding image was etched deeply in her heart.

Lin Chuxia also stared at Wang Teng without blinking. She was filled with excitement. Her little face was red, and there was admiration and respect in her eyes.

She would have cheered if the situation allowed her to.

Dan Taixuan's gaze was complex. She sighed in her heart.

The martial warriors from the Olant Federation lost their voices. Their faces were as white as a sheet of paper.

Despair surged into their hearts!

They lost!

They lost in the end!

They lost to a celestial-stage martial warrior! What face and hope did they have to continue living?

Sheng Luo was still in disbelief. A celestial-stage martial warrior had defeated them. He was so angry that he vomited a mouth of blood.

The younger martial warriors were in a daze. Their gazes turned heavy as if they had suffered a huge blow. They had a mental breakdown.

They stared at Wang Teng's back view and saw the rise of a universe star. He was still weak now, but he was already giving off an outstanding and glamorous glow.

The Olant Federation became the first stepping stone for this up-and-rising star.

What right did they have to look down on this genius?

What right did they have to fight with him?

They remembered their contempt towards him and wished they could bury themselves in the ground. They were like fireflies showing off their brilliance to a star. It was stupid and funny.

At this moment, regret appeared in the hearts of the people from the Olant Federation.

…

Wang Teng activated Spiritual Sight as he looked at the explosion. He saw three balls of light getting dimmer and dimmer. He heaved a sigh of relief secretly.

Good, good!

This move could indeed threaten a heaven-stage martial warrior.

He was fortunate that An Lan and Flaming River managed to hold back his enemies. If not, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

In a real battle, his enemy wouldn't wait for him to execute his ultimate move.

An Lan flew over from afar and said with a complex gaze, "You sure gave me a surprise. I can't withstand that attack either."

"It's just one move," Wang Teng replied with a bitter smile.

"Hahaha, one move to defeat a formidable warrior!" An Lan teased him before lamenting, "This is good enough. Mind you, you're only at the celestial stage!"

Wang Teng shook his head. He kept quiet and didn't acknowledge what An Lan said.

"The Olant Federation wanted to bully someone weaker than them, but they met the wrong guy. They found a monster like you," An Lan gloated. He was thrilled.

After some time, the explosion in front finally died down. Peace resumed. Only the dimensional rifts were still scattered around, bearing evidence to what had happened.

Three distorted figures appeared, floating in space. They were the three heaven-stage martial warriors.

They were in a tragic state. Their limbs were either chopped or broken, and they were drenched in blood. They looked like dolls that had been forcefully torn apart.

"Tsk, how miserable!" An Lan said involuntarily.

"Huh? They're not dead?" Wang Teng exclaimed in surprise.

"They're not dead?" An Lan was stunned. He stared at the three crippled bodies in astonishment and commented, "They're not dead even at this stage?"

"They have one last breath left." Wang Teng sneered. "The vitality of a heaven-stage martial warrior is really strong!"

"Let's take a look."

They flew over and observed the three broken bodies.

The two martial warriors from the Olant Federation were unconscious. Only Cao Hongtu had a bit of wit with him.

Fear welled up in his eyes when he saw Wang Teng flying over. His voice was hoarse like a piece of metal scraping on the ground. "Don't… kill me!"

"Senior Brother Cao, you should have some dignity when you die. Don't be a coward," Wang Teng said indifferently.

"I…" Cao Hongtu wanted to curse, but he was too weak. He had no extra energy left.

"You're a devil!" An Lan felt speechless.

"Really?" Wang Teng asked.

"You should know it yourself." An Lan touched his chin. He sized up the three of them. "Indeed, they only have one last breath left. It looks like they resisted your attack together by gathering all their Forces in one spot. That's how they managed to survive."

"A heaven-stage martial warrior is indeed scary."

"Why does it sound weird when you say it?" An Lan choked.

"I'm serious. Can't you see I've exhausted so much of my energy?"

"What do you plan to do with them? Kill them now?" An Lan rolled his eyes and asked.

"Bring them back. They shouldn't die so easily. Let's get some benefits from them before killing them in front of all the citizens of the Olant Federation," Wang Teng contemplated and said.

"I think they will suffer more in your hands than if they die immediately." An Lan clicked his tongue.

"You're mocking me." Wang Teng rolled his eyes.

"No, I'm complimenting you."

Silence.

Wang Teng and An Lan dragged the three heaven-stage martial warriors back to the spacecraft.

The leader of martial arts and the others felt cold sweat pouring down their foreheads when they saw the three lifeless people. They had personally witnessed how strong they were a moment ago. Yet, they couldn't be more miserable now. The contrast was stark.

The muscles on the faces of the people from the Olant Federation started vibrating. All of them were in a panic.

Three heaven-stage martial warriors!

They were beaten to death like dogs. This was…

Terrifying!

Their gazes changed when they looked at Wang Teng again. They didn't even dare to meet his eyes when he glanced over.

"We… won?" the leader of martial arts and the others asked in disbelief.

"Unless they have more heaven-stage martial warriors, we have won," Wang Teng knew that they couldn't believe the scene, so he smiled and replied to them.

"Sigh, that's good." The leader of martial arts heaved a long sigh.

Wang Teng lifted up the three heaven-stage martial warriors and threw them in front of Sheng Luo. They landed on the ground with a loud bang.

Sheng Luo felt his eyelids jumping.

This was too much!

Can't you be gentler since they're already injured?

They're still heaven-stage martial warriors. Please show them some respect!

But no one dared to speak. They couldn't even save themselves now. They pretended that they didn't see anything.

With a smirk, Wang Teng said, "Round Ball, let's head to Saint Star Pagoda."

"Haha, sure!" Round Ball's eyes lit up. It felt that Wang Teng wanted to stir up more trouble so it chuckled with excitement.