Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 1679 1674: Destruction Triplet Returns

"Have you said enough yet? If you're gonna make a move, hurry up, or I'll be the one making a move."After Baseth went Berserk, Su Chen definitely felt it; he was clearly threatened as well.

He cautiously didn't launch the first attack, instead preparing to gauge Baseth's strength from a defensive stance first.

After losing his memory, Su Chen no longer had that old glib tongue, nor all those bad habits from before.

But the instincts that belong to a warrior were deeply branded into his very bones.

He would never be careless facing any enemy, always bringing out his utmost focus and power.

That was respect for himself, and also respect for his opponent.

Baseth might be his enemy, but just for the sake of this level of strength, Su Chen still had to treat him with caution.

"...You're asking for death!"

Su Chen didn't show the fear and panic he'd expected; the rampaging factor triggered by Baseth's Berserk immediately started to churn and began affecting Baseth's mind.

"Baseth, stay calm!"

Although after going Berserk Baseth had obtained even greater power,

Casey still couldn't help but speak up with a reminder.

In his view, Su Chen's realm might not be high, but the strength he possessed was way too bizarre.

He couldn't help feeling a bit worried inside.

"Hmph." Mishel snorted coldly at the side in warning.

But that was all.

After all, since Casey hadn't directly stepped in to help, Mishel couldn't go too far in sheltering Dean and his people either.

Casey Wolf King was not some pushover.

Casey acted as if he hadn't noticed; at this point, him not stepping in was already giving Baseth face for having the upper hand.

Otherwise, the situation absolutely wouldn't be as calm and smooth as it was now.

Casey even thought to himself that if Third Brother were here today, don't say this brat who forced Baseth to use Berserk—

even Mishel Wolf King wouldn't be leaving here in one piece!

Baseth, who had regained a sliver of calm and clarity, saw Su Chen showing no sign of backing down and immediately swung his fist and charged in.

The Werewolves' attack methods were fairly limited.

Just those few moves, but what they had going for them was sheer strength and speed.

The stronger the Werewolf, the more exaggerated these aspects became.

The speed and strength of a Wolf King were terrifying enough to make one's scalp tingle.

At the same realm, if an ordinary human tried to compete with a Werewolf in speed and strength, they'd absolutely be beaten so badly they wouldn't know which way was up.

Uh… of course.

The situation before them was a different story; Su Chen… he wasn't a normal person.

Even though Su Chen had already anticipated Baseth's attack,

this punch from Baseth still came extremely suddenly.

Su Chen crossed his arms in front of his chest to block.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

That punch was like granite slamming into an iron bell.

The dull thud made everyone feel their teeth ache.

The second muffled sound was from Su Chen's foot slamming hard onto the floor.

Under that terrifying force, Su Chen couldn't help but be shoved back a step.

If he hadn't taken that step to unload the force,

Su Chen's pair of arms, even if they didn't directly break, probably wouldn't be far off.

That footprint was extremely eye-catching on the whole arena.

The Blood Trace Platform.

The reason it was called the Blood Trace Platform naturally had its origins.

Generation after generation of Werewolf grudges had been settled and dispersed on this platform.

At first this arena wasn't called the Blood Trace Platform.

But because of the accumulated bloodstains on it, it was later given that name.

It was covered in Werewolf claw marks and blood.

But this footprint from Su Chen was uniquely one of a kind.

Werewolves balanced strength and speed.

But precisely because their speed was fast enough,

direct, head-on clashes of pure power like this were actually rare and somewhat freakish.

Su Chen possessing strength on par with a Werewolf drew all kinds of sideways glances.

"He actually took it head-on?!" Johnny Wolf King had always seemed quite friendly.

But even he hadn't anticipated the scene before his eyes.

Su Chen had actually eaten that punch!

The shock he showed was genuine.

Ever since Baseth went Berserk, the scales of victory in his heart had already tipped toward Baseth.

Yet with this punch,

Su Chen used reality to defend his own right to speak.

Dean also secretly let out a breath of relief.

The powerful strength Su Chen had displayed earlier was no less than a High Rank Wolf King's, even though that was with the aid of a secret technique.

But that was still a part of his strength, wasn't it?

...

"He blocked it!"

"My god! Is he still a Level Seven Werewolf? He actually managed to clash head-on with a Wolf King!"

Someone immediately cried out in such astonishment.

But he was cut off by the person next to him.

"Bullshit, look closely, he stepped back. I suspect that even though he blocked that punch, he's probably crippled."

"He's a Level Seven Werewolf? Which eye of yours saw him as a Level Seven Werewolf? How come I didn't see him Transform?"

"You must be blind. His body size just now got bigger, just like Transforming…"

"You're the blind one, how come I don't see any fur on him?"

"Say that again, who's blind?"

"..."

The scuffle caused by that quarrel beneath the arena made people both want to laugh and cry.

Johnny Wolf King, somewhat displeased, waved his hand, and the two huge Werewolves behind him immediately strode out to go "resolve the dispute."

They went fast and came back fast; in just the blink of an eye, the two Werewolves who'd gone to handle the problem had already returned.

As for the spot where the commotion had been, it had already fallen silent.

The two Werewolves who had Transformed and started fighting each other still hadn't canceled their Transformations,

yet were already lying on the ground, faces swollen black and blue.

Clearly they'd both taken quite a beating.

The way those two burly Werewolves "resolved" the problem was simple.

They just beat both troublemakers up together!

That might not have been Johnny Wolf King's original intent…but then again, who knew.

Back on the arena, Baseth's pair of eyes, red like rubies, stared dead at Su Chen.

No one knew what he was thinking; maybe he was wondering why Su Chen hadn't gone down after taking his punch?

Su Chen took advantage of that brief daze to catch his breath.

He lowered his guard.

He lightly swung both arms.

They hurt.

Though they weren't shattered, a kind of indescribable agony was drilling straight into his bones.

But he didn't care.

Instead, he muttered to himself,

"Not bad, your strength is pretty heavy, but… I'm still stronger than you!"

"Explosion!"

"Rising Dragon Fist!"

Even with both hands completely injured,

Su Chen leaped into the air and directly unleashed the second move of the Destruction Triplet, the Explosive Secret Technique!

Power multiplied twenty-fivefold!

A flash of sharp light flickered through Dean's eyes beneath the platform.

This was the punch!

But the momentum didn't seem as overwhelming as last time?

However, Dean thought it over and realized it made sense—last time, when Su Chen used that punch, his strength had already been boosted to an Initial Rank Wolf King's level.

Right now he was only at Level Seven Werewolf.

Thinking of that, Dean was no longer so surprised.

But the might unleashed by this punch was still no less than the power of an Initial Rank Wolf King.