King's Awakening

White Mitchell looked at Kylin, the two exchanged smiles, and then Kylin spoke: “Superior, let me entertain him for a bit!”

Upon hearing this, White Mitchell nodded and advised, “Such opponents are scarce; be patient, become more familiar with the power inside you.”

“Understood!” Kylin responded and walked over to Wu Lao.

With a loud bang, as if something had exploded, Kylin’s fist collided with Wu Lao’s Tiger Claw and the two swiftly drew back.

Huh!?

Wu Lao looked surprised, then turned towards White Mitchell, “White Mitchell, is this all you’ve got? Sending people to their deaths?”

White Mitchell laughed off his comments. He then walked to a nearby rock and sat down, “No rush about fighting with me. First, win against him. I’m keen to see how much weight the so-called Hundred Year Noble Families of Capital City carry.”

“Hehe…” Wu Lao laughed when he heard what was said, “Indeed, you won’t get to see that. The strength of you two young lads is nowhere near enough to make me give it my all. Don’t assume that just because your man managed to receive one of my moves, he can stand up to me. The foundation of the noble families of Capital City is nothing like you can ever imagine. I only used 30% of my strength, and yet your man blocked it, he’s got some skills.”

Upon hearing this, White Mitchell smiled lightly and looked towards Kylin, “Tell him, how much strength did you just use?”

Kylin smirked, “I’d barely say 10 percent. I wanted to play a bit longer with him, so I didn’t want to injure him just yet, otherwise, there’s no point.”

The words turned Wu Lao’s face green with fury. But soon he said with a malevolent smile, “Braggart! Do you even know my strength? And you dare to brag here? Let me tell you the truth: I’m a Titled War God. My title is—Wu Tiger! You two boys, if you witness the strength of a Titled War God today, even in death, you can be proud!”

Obviously, in Wu Lao’s view, the talk about using only 10 percent strength was mere boasting.

In his eyes, the aura that White Mitchell’s man gave off was nothing more than a Major Achieved War God. He was nothing in front of him, the Titled War God.

He probably used over 60 percent of his strength to counter his attack earlier.

He just bravely stated 10 percent to save face.

Understanding this, an expression of derision crossed Wu Lao’s face, his gaze upon White Mitchell and Kylin as if he were looking at two weakling chicks.

Titled War God?

On the other side, White Mitchell and Kylin laughed when they heard Wu Lao’s words. Their smiles seemed to hide something meaningful.

“That’s good, I know a few Titled War Gods too. Let’s see how wide the gap is between you and them.” Kylin stepped forward with a smile, his eager demeanor indicating his readiness for a fight.

“You know Titled War Gods too? Hehe…” Wu Lao laughed again, more convinced that White Mitchell and his assistant were merely trying to save face.

Young people are so eager to show off and can’t stand being provoked.

Did they think that Titled War Gods were as common as cabbages in the market?

Ridiculous!

Little did they know, at my current level, I’m basically an existence akin to a hermit, rarely interacting with others.

And yet these two greenhorns had the audacity to claim they know Titled War Gods?

Ridiculous, truly ridiculous!

“I suggest you two attack together. Don’t waste my time.” Wu Lao advised with a look of arrogance.

But at this moment, Kylin had already charged to his front.

“Momentum can only suppress the heart, it can’t suppress the offensive. As long as your assault is fierce enough, even if the opponent’s realm is higher than yours, you can still hold the advantage.” As Kylin prepared to make his move, White Mitchell coached from the sideline.

“Ridiculous! You have no idea how formidable a Titled War God is!” Upon hearing this, Wu Lao sneered coldly. He was amazed they even believed that this last-minute effort would work.

Isn’t this pointless?

No sooner did Wu Lao’s laughter fall, he moved swiftly, charging towards Kylin like a cannonball.

“Boy, this time I’m only using half of my strength, if you can withstand this, I’ll admit defeat!” Wu Lao taunted as he formed his fist.

But at this moment, Kylin was highly focused and didn’t pay attention to his words, directly countering with a punch against Wu Lao.

Bam!

Another loud noise followed as their figures were again flung apart.

Wu Lao was staring at Kylin, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How is this possible? This boy only possesses the strength of a Major Achieved War God, how could he withstand a punch with half of my power?

Just as Wu Lao was befuddled, White Mitchell sitting in the back once again offered advice, “Once the offensive is launched, it should be like a torrential rainstorm, none stop. Charge again!”

Upon hearing this, Kylin nodded heavily and once again charged towards Wu Lao.

Wu Lao regained his senses and hastily resumed his attack.

The two engaged in a back-and-forth battle. At first, Wu Lao managed to suppress Kylin with the momentum of a Titled War God.

However, he gradually discovered that Kylyn’s offense was wildly aggressive, recklessly fighting as if he didn’t care for his life.

He had only seen such a method in those freaks from the War Department.

Ordinary people, once they reach the realm of War God through martial arts practice, who would really fight to the death? This is impossible.

After all, everyone only has one life. Qualifying into the War God realm isn’t easy. If you lose your life, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Wu Lao was taken aback, but as a result, Kylin was able to suppress him even more in terms of momentum.

“Keep the pressure on! Don’t stop! The deeper your understanding of strength when you’re highly focused, the better!” White Mitchell’s voice echoed like rolling thunder in Kylin’s ear.

Kylin, now totally immersed in the invigorating battle, continued to escalate his momentum.

“Madman! Madman! Madman!”

Wu Lao’s face gradually turned grave as he realized he couldn’t suppress Kylin anymore.

How is this possible?

I’m a Titled War God for god’s sake!

I’ve been suppressed by a Major Achieved War God kid?

If this gets out, I won’t have anywhere to hide my face.

With this in mind, Wu Lao, driven by anger, roared, “Think you can beat me? Not that easy, die!”

As he roared, something seemed to awaken within him, and a heart-stopping aura rapidly gathered around his fists.

At that moment, his fists were like two red-hot branding irons, emitting an overwhelming presence.

“Forcing me to go all out, among the Major Achieved War Gods, you can be considered extraordinarily gifted, but unfortunately, you ran into me today, bad luck for you!” With a fierce look, Wu Lao instantly neutralized Kylin’s offense and launched a punch directly towards Kylin’s chest!