Muscular Rabbits Legion: 'No one can escape from the novice village!'

Chapter 350: Chapter 340: These Old Sixths! Chapter 350: Chapter 340: These Old Sixths! “Damn it, they definitely aren’t Level 4! As Level 4s, the gap is just too big… wah…” Iron-Blood’s mouth was covered again.

However, the rest of the group deeply agreed with Iron-Blood’s words.

At this moment, Xun Long said, “Don’t forget, they’re BOSSes! Have you ever seen a game where the BOSS has the same attributes as players of the same level? Where the BOSS’s attributes aren’t freakishly overpowering, instantly killing top-level equipped players as if they are just playing around?”

The crowd thought about it and became reconciled.

Still, they felt that Yi Zheng and Ren Woxing were somewhat monstrous. With such strength, they shouldn’t exist at Level 4, it wasn’t even about instant killing anymore.

In other games, no matter how monstrous a same-level BOSS is, players could defeat it with sufficient numbers, but for these two, it seemed numbers meant nothing to them. Especially that rabbit, with a single bite restoring 855 million Blood Volume and Shield, unless you could instant-kill it, it was essentially undestroyable!

Indeed, having nine million attributes really shouldn’t exist in Level 4, but these two freaks—one in Demonic State, the other having drawn countless skills from around the world, both equipped with Level 4 S-grade equipment—it’s natural they shouldn’t be seen with ordinary eyes, right?

In the sky, Yi Zheng and Ren Woxing were intensely battling, blinking an eye they executed dozens of martial arts, using Fist Palm, Finger Technique, Leg Technique, and Sword Technique, waves of Gang Qi clashed continuously, forcing the spectating crowd to retreat and eventually only be able to watch from tree tops two kilometers away.

Even people like Madman could only stand a kilometer away to enjoy the show, any closer and they would be in danger as well.

The crowd clenched their fists tightly, eager to know who would emerge as the winner.

Alas, all they could see were two fleeting shadows.

“Seems like a tie.” someone murmured.

The crowd nodded slightly, agreeing.

However, nobody knew that although Ren Woxing appeared to be evenly matched with Yi Zheng, he was suffering more severe pain with every hit. Although both used the same Cultivation Technique, Ren Woxing’s method of execution decided the power level of each hit.

For example, a Level 3 Cultivation Technique was Attack Power*60 in damage, and that was the damage he caused.