Pretending To Be A Boss

Although the Nvwa Snake stance had been activated, all of this still looked like slow motion in the eyes of Akasi and Xi He.

Fortunately, the difference in distance had been calculated by Tang Xian with extreme precision.

He had done such things many times before; whether it was dealing with the Nvwa Snake or the Zudun Giant, he always relied on calculations to snatch victory, so he was rich in experience.

The speed of Xi He, the speed of Akasi, his own speed, and the distance were all taken into account.

As long as Xi He did not change his intent to attack, Tang Xian would be able to touch him.

Xi He had not taken Tang Xian seriously, so his punch was unstoppable.

Tang Xian had calculated everything, and so had Xi He.

He was confident that such calculations were meaningless in the face of an absolute gap in strength.

The onslaught of the punch blew Akasi's body away, the terrifying force injuring his internal organs.

But the punch's power was not as massive as Akasi had imagined.

Because the fist had not yet reached.

Because before the punch could land, Tang Xian had caught the fist.

Xi He looked at Masked Chopper Hero in astonishment.

He had ignited all of his talents, and his combat power was now such that he could fight a Tier-Orange Thousand Beast.

Yet his full-force blow was actually intercepted by the Masked Chopper Hero.

In the instant, he was about to kill Akasi, he found his own fist difficult to advance further or to retreat.

Tang Xian's left hand caught Xi He's fist while his right hand slowly took off the mask.

The face beneath the mask was finally exposed to Xi He's view.

Being well acquainted with the most wanted criminal in the world and the number one enemy of the Federation, the Demon Child of Eden, Xi He was certainly familiar.

This time, it was Xi He who truly experienced fear from the depths of his soul.

"You... you're the Demon Child of Eden? How is this possible? How?"

"Are you surprised, delighted?" Tang Xian's tone was very calm.

He now knows, looking back on these years, that he had survived thanks to Li Xiaoyu.

The weird incident during the exam when he was framed for cheating, those bizarre talent data did not get leaked, all thanks to Li Xiaoyu's going with the flow to bribe the school teachers.

Otherwise, Xi He and the others would have known of his existence long ago.

Because of this, he had the room and time to grow strong.

Xi He tried to break free but was completely unable to do so.

He had originally thought that Tang Xian must have injected some kind of serum into himself to dare to confront him.

He wasn't wrong, in a sense, Tang Xian did indeed possess a certain serum.

But what he never expected was that it was a bloodline surpassing that of the Hundred Beasts' Zang Lin.

How could the Cataclysm-level Zang Lin suppress the Apocalyptic Demon Child of Eden?

Fear began to grow, like a row of fuzzy spiders slowly crawling up his back.

For the first time, Xi He experienced such extreme negative emotions.

And Tang Xian's only thought at the moment was one thing.

"Although it's been many years, we have nothing to reminisce about."

He did not have the bad habit of issuing victory speeches at critical moments.

Having restrained Xi He, the thought of tearing him apart became even stronger.

"Farewell, Xi He!"

"Do you think that with this bloodline, you can do as you please? Constantine and the others are much more than I..."

Xi He's voice abruptly stopped; under the activation of the Nvwa Snake stance, only the afterimages left by Tang Xian's fist could be seen.

From the fight between Xi He and Akasi, Tang Xian was convinced of Xi He's incredible healing ability.

He held nothing back, as continuing this battle would only bring about variables that were not in his favor.

Clean and decisive, Tang Xian killed Xi He.

The protracted battle suddenly ended at this moment. Xi He's body didn't even twitch once, and the being that Akasi couldn't kill no matter what, ultimately died.

Xi He died with an expression of anger and pain, and whether his final words contained some important message was unknown.

Tang Xian didn't pay attention to these details, knowing that clues would eventually emerge, so he wasn't overly concerned.

Silently watching Xi He, he then did something exceedingly shocking and insane—he tore Xi He apart.

Amidst the spraying blood, Tang Xian stood like a Shura emerging from a blood pool.

He stood there, determined, originally planning the next mission and wondering if he should make some preparations.

But at that moment, Xi He's smartphone began to ring, like an urgent call from someone.

Tang Xian wiped the blood off his face unhurriedly before reaching for Xi He's smartphone from the corpse.

Seeing the caller's name, Tang Xian froze.

Contact—Constantine.

(Tomorrow should be the end of the volume. I can't guarantee the word count, but I will try to write more.)