Chapter 688 - 682: The Miserable Beast King

In the stands, the previously roaring crowd instantly fell dead silent. Shen Haoran and the Beast King had clashed head-on, and it had ended with the Beast King being forced back? How was that possible? The Beast King was the very symbol of strength in the Underground Boxing Market, yet he couldn’t overpower that kid? The boy looked so scrawny; he didn’t seem like someone who possessed immense power at all.

The shock in the Beast King’s heart was fleeting, immediately suppressed. The crimson glow in his eyes deepened as his aura erupted with even greater ferocity. ’I am the Beast King! I am undefeated! I only used less than fifty percent of my strength just now. Next, I’ll make this kid in front of me understand the true meaning of despair.’

"ROAR!"

The Beast King let out a furious roar as a crimson shockwave of energy instantly radiated out from him. The violent aura continuously battered the protective barrier around the Martial Arts Arena. Even from a great distance, one could feel the baleful energy coming off the Beast King.

"The Beast King’s power has increased again! So he wasn’t using his full strength earlier. No wonder he was knocked back by that kid!"

"It looks like the Beast King is truly furious this time. That kid is in danger!"

"Beast King, destroy him!"

Seeing the Beast King erupt with power again, the crowd in the stands roared once more. It was as if they were the ones standing on the arena, necks straining and faces flushed red, looking utterly ecstatic.

"Kid, you’ve thoroughly enraged me! Ten moves! I swear I’ll grind you into a pulp within the next ten moves!" The Beast King slammed his massive fists together, making a loud THUDDING sound and sending out faint shockwaves. Yet, facing the Beast King whose power had just surged, Shen Haoran remained utterly indifferent. He simply raised his hand again and beckoned to his opponent.

The sight of this gesture sent the entire audience into an uproar once more. It was one thing to provoke the Beast King when he was holding back, but to dare make such a gesture now that he had unleashed his full power? This kid clearly had no respect for the Beast King at all!

"Kill!"

The Beast King was utterly consumed by rage. ’I’ve been provoked again! I’ve never been this humiliated since the day I arrived at the Underground Boxing Market! If I don’t torture this kid to death today, I’m not worthy of the name Beast King!’

The Beast King’s figure blurred as he shot toward Shen Haoran. Despite his massive frame, his speed at full power was nothing to scoff at. In the blink of an eye, he was before Shen Haoran, his hand a blade edge chopping down at his neck. The sheer force of the blow was enough to decapitate him.

Shen Haoran watched the imposing Beast King, his eyes narrowing slightly. At the last possible moment, he leaned his body back, and the Beast King’s fierce strike passed straight through his afterimage.

Having missed his strike, the Beast King brought his rapidly moving arm to an abrupt halt. The transition from extreme motion to absolute stillness was incredibly fluid. The next instant, his hand became an elbow, striking toward Shen Haoran’s waist!

Seeing this, Shen Haoran raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by the Beast King’s technique. ’Looks like I underestimated him,’ he thought. ’After all, this is a man who managed twenty-five consecutive wins here. It’s no exaggeration to call him battle-hardened. His combat skills aren’t to be taken lightly.’

However, these combat skills were nothing to Shen Haoran. His leaning body twisted unnaturally in mid-air. The Beast King’s powerful strike grazed the hem of his clothes and slammed viciously onto the bluestone slabs of the Martial Arts Arena, the terrifying force instantly pulverizing the stone into dust.

Having dodged the attack, Shen Haoran pivoted at the waist, his right leg lashing out at the Beast King’s head. The timing was perfect, catching the Beast King in the awkward moment between attacks, when his old momentum was spent but new power had yet to be generated. He had no chance to counter! When it came to combat skills, the Beast King was like a three-year-old child before Shen Haoran. They weren’t even in the same league.

Feeling the vicious force of Shen Haoran’s incoming kick, the Beast King was shocked. His opponent’s timing was terrifyingly precise. He had no choice but to cross his arms in front of his head and take the blow head-on.

"BAM—"

A dull thud rang out. The Beast King felt a savage power pour into his arms, which instantly went numb. His body, completely out of his control, was sent flying backward, skidding several meters across the ground before coming to a stop.

Seeing this, the Martial Artists in the stands all gasped, staring in shock at Shen Haoran, who still held his kicking pose. For a moment, they were speechless. The Beast King had unleashed his full strength, yet he was still sent flying by a single kick. This guy wasn’t nearly as fragile as he looked. If they couldn’t see that by now, they were complete fools.

"Where did this kid come from? He seems really strong!"

"He must be a scion from some major family, and a genius at that!"

"So, can the Beast King even beat him?"

"He should... be able to, right?" the crowd murmured among themselves, but their tone was filled with uncertainty.

Back on the Martial Arts Arena, Shen Haoran retracted his right leg, still standing there with a look of utter indifference. He looked down at the Beast King sprawled on the floor and said, "Get up. That kick wasn’t enough to kill you. I’ll give you one last chance. Show me your full strength. Otherwise, next time, it won’t be as simple as just lying on the ground."

Shen Haoran’s voice was quiet, but to the crowd, it boomed like a clap of thunder. Shen Haoran was giving the Beast King a last chance? Wasn’t this supposed to be the Beast King’s show, a one-sided slaughter? How had the roles reversed so quickly?

Hearing Shen Haoran’s voice, the Beast King slowly climbed to his feet. Trickles of blood now ran from the corner of his mouth and his nose; the immense power of that last kick had caused some internal injuries. But now, the Beast King’s eyes were filled with a crazed light. He finally understood that Shen Haoran was no ordinary challenger. This opponent was powerful—powerful enough to threaten his very life!

"You’re strong," the Beast King said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Shen Haoran, his gaze venomous. "But for forcing me to use this move, you can die with honor!"

"ROAR!" The next moment, the Beast King let out a furious roar as the muscles on his body began to writhe. Veins bulged all over his skin, making him look utterly hideous. A moment later, the already massive Beast King swelled, growing a full size larger. As his body expanded, his aura skyrocketed, and in an instant, he broke through to the Spirit Emperor Level!

"ROAR!" The Beast King threw his head back and roared at the sky. The writhing of his muscles stopped as hair began to sprout and grow at a visible rate, quickly covering his entire body until he resembled a massive gorilla. At that moment, his aura stabilized completely. Tier One Spirit Emperor!

"This... this..." Seeing the transformation of the Beast King, the crowd was once again too shocked to speak...