Chapter 1158: Subdue the demonic power with will

Wakatsuki Samurai and the monster fought hard, two humanoid creatures whose bodies could directly reach the speed of sound, so that the entire mountain trembled slightly under the impact of this force, as if nature was in awe and uneasiness about this battle.

Wakatsuki Samurai exuded an indescribable hostility, and the beast-like hostility was like a raging fire, gushing out from the pores, dyeing the surrounding air red, and making the surrounding air seem to be ignited, hot and twisted.

On the opposite side, the demonic aura emanating from the monster's body showed that it was no longer an ordinary creature.

Facing the oppression of the Wakatsuki Samurai, it was like a frightened little animal, with its muscles tense, and instinctively wanted to escape from this battle that was doomed to be inescapable.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind broke the original balance.

The wind was so strong that even the solid steel plates inside the base that were used to resist the impact of fighter jets began to make deafening clanging sounds, as if they could be torn apart at any time.

Wind is not only an element of nature, but at this moment, it is more like an extension of Wakatsuki's will, foreshadowing the fatal blow he is about to launch.

Faster than the strong wind is Wakatsuki's right hand, which has been clenched into a tiger claw.

At this moment, when he exerted his full strength, even the high-density particles in the air were squeezed into milky white air waves by this force, as if even the space was distorted at this moment.

When Wakatsuki's tiger claws finally touched the monster's neck, the air seemed to solidify for a moment, and then, those long-accumulated air waves suddenly exploded like a long-suppressed volcano.

This force is not only a collision between flesh and blood, but also a direct confrontation between two completely different power systems - the collision between the human limit of martial arts power and the ancient monster power.

The air wave contains high-frequency vibrations, making a deafening roar, and the sound waves are stirred back and forth in the closed indoor space, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, as if even the space itself is trembling.

The entire interior space shook violently under the surge of this airflow, and the lights on the ceiling swung violently, making a harsh metal friction sound, as if the entire building could not withstand the impact of this force and was about to collapse.

Micro cracks appeared on the wall, indicating that the limit of structural strength was about to be broken.

And those spectators in the direction of the air wave, whether they were investors in suits and ties or other curious bystanders, seemed so small in front of this sudden force.

They were like fallen leaves blown up by the wind, some were blown against the wall, making a dull impact, and then sliding down powerlessly; some rolled on the ground, squeezing each other, and the scene was out of control for a time.

Screams and shouts intertwined to form a chaotic movement.

"This destructive power... missiles?"

An investor who was standing in the distance and barely standing on his feet shouted in horror.

There was disbelief in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on the center of the fight between the Wakatsuki samurai and the monster, which seemed to be a small eye of the storm, swallowing everything around.

Indeed, the blow of the Wakatsuki warrior, whether in terms of speed - almost beyond the limit of human visual capture, power - enough to shake objects weighing several tons, or the destructive effect - the entire indoor space seemed to have experienced a small earthquake, is comparable to a small missile.

The sudden pressure was as heavy as a mountain, hard and thick, making it impossible to imagine that this was the power that a flesh and blood body could release.

Every muscle of the Wakatsuki warrior seemed to be filled with invisible power, "Bang!" With a dull bang, the monster finally couldn't bear the pressure on his neck and knelt hard on the floor.

The monster's huge body smashed a deep dent in the floor, and the surrounding steel plates were like glass hit by a giant hammer, and the cracks spread around like a spider web, which was shocking.

The steel plate ground with a radius of ten meters was directly smashed into a spider web-like dent under this blow, and the cracks spread out, as if it was a scar on the earth.

After the monster's flesh and blood were transplanted, the body of the warrior Wakatsuki changed dramatically.

He controlled this strange power with his own will, subdued the monster's power, and used it for his own benefit.

The already terrifying superhuman physique became even more incredible with the strengthening of the monster's power.

His skin became as tough as iron, and his muscles contained explosive power. Even the jagged spikes on the monster's body could not penetrate his defensive barriers.

There was only the madness of a beast in the monster's eyes, and his spirit had long been eroded by the beast in his flesh and blood, leaving only the most primitive instinct.

Facing such an opponent, the warrior Wakatsuki seemed extremely calm, and his movements did not hesitate at all, as if he was performing a carefully choreographed dance.

He was like Wu Song fighting a tiger, punching the monster's face accurately with one punch after another, and each blow was accompanied by the sound of broken bones and the monster's painful roar.

The sonic boom air wave at close range can make the brain of ordinary humans tremble and the eardrums shatter and bleed.

This is the backdoor Luther left for the demons, or a gift to the strong.

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Only with a strong enough will can one conquer the demon power and bestiality and become a true demon, rather than a demon who has lost his mind.

This is something that those big men cannot do. Although they have power and wealth, they are often unable to maintain their inner purity and firmness when faced with the temptation of monsters, and eventually become puppets of monsters.

Similarly, those death row prisoners, in despair and fear, were unable to resist the erosion of demonic power, and eventually turned into monsters who only knew how to kill.

However, Samurai Wakatsuki is different. As a fighter who devotes his whole heart and soul to martial arts, his spiritual will is naturally strong enough.

He can clearly distinguish the boundary between himself and the outside world. Even in the ocean of demon power, he can stay awake and not be swallowed up by it.

As the battle progressed, the Wakatsuki warrior's moves became more and more powerful. Each attack seemed to be carving a work of art, dismembering the monster's body bit by bit.

In the end, the monster died under the fists of the Wakatsuki samurai and was beaten to a pulp.

"What is the success rate of this demon potion?"

The shocked investors were led to the conference room by President Gu Hai. They adjusted their mentality on the way and finally recovered.

"The demonic power is not out of control, and the success rate is probably over 90%."

President Kokai opened his mouth to come. After all, the only successful demon power user now is Samurai Wakatsuki.