Wang Longhu felt a pang in his heart upon seeing it. That crack was clearly made by a blade, not by Ma Bomeng himself right now.
As Ma Bomeng rummaged around, he pinched out a small plastic-wrapped package from the crack with two fingers.
With lightning speed, just as Wang Longhu wanted to intervene, Ma Bomeng threw the blood-stained plastic package into his mouth. With a dry swallow, that thing slid smoothly down his throat into his stomach.
Seeing this spectacle, Wang Longhu unexpectedly felt an ominous premonition.
"I didn’t plan to try this easily, the Heaven and Earth Alliance’s latest secret drug ’悟道H-12’. The side effects are hard to guarantee, but you forced me. If we’re going to die, we’ll die together! I’ll drag you down with me before I go!"
Ma Bomeng laughed hysterically, and in the next second, his entire skin turned a ghostly purple, rapidly transforming to a jet-black hue like ink at a visible pace.
For ordinary people, this change would be terrifying.
But for Wang Longhu, he was all too familiar with Ma Bomeng’s transformation.
It was the manifestation of the human body’s meridians being engorged to the extreme, with Dark Force spreading throughout every part of the body.
This level of Dark Force was exceedingly taxing on both physical stamina and mental strength, and couldn’t be sustained for long.
However, in such a state, a Martial Artist’s endurance and power would surge to a remarkable extent.
"悟道H-12? It’s the mischief of the Heaven and Earth Alliance again," Wang Longhu frowned.
The next second, his entire body also began to darken, veins bulging until even they turned black.
More exaggerated than Ma Bomeng, Wang Longhu’s body expanded and swelled, resembling the mutation of a Hulk, with a stance more exaggerated than Ma Bomeng who had taken 悟道H-12.
Suddenly, the hall was populated with two black figures.
Ma Bomeng was utterly stunned, unable to fathom that Wang Longhu could achieve this without any drugs.
It’s noteworthy that despite decades of martial arts training, he couldn’t engorge his meridians without the help of the Heaven and Earth Alliance’s medicine.
"You, you damn..." Ma Bomeng was momentarily dumbfounded.
He thought his hidden trump card was something few could unleash at will!
Wang Longhu stepped forward, the ground unable to withstand his force, collapsing in an instant. The next second, Wang Longhu, like a descend of the Giant Spirit God, strode forward to Ma Bomeng.
Raising his arms, he unleashed a fierce punch.
Streams of energy as thick as chopsticks appeared out of thin air, swirling and dispersing around Wang Longhu’s fist.
Ma Bomeng felt an invisible pressure enveloping his entire body, holding him stationary, unable to move his legs even an inch.
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"Go to hell!" Ma Bomeng gritted his teeth, both palms striking out simultaneously, unleashing his full force at that moment.
Wang Longhu’s punch, the Five Elements Shattering Force, might not be fully absorbed by his Toad Horizontal Training Cover.
Once Wang Longhu’s Inner Strength overflowed in his body, it would instantly destroy all his meridians, leaving him with no chance of survival.
In the silent night, the hall erupted with a thunderous explosion, startling all the Martial Artists within the Four Poison Hall.
They all stared in disbelief towards the direction of the hall, their eyes filled with shock.
"Did someone throw a grenade in the Four Poison Hall?"
"The noise is too loud; let’s go check it out."
With smoke lingering, Ma Bomeng lay in a shattered pit, all his bones broken. His abdomen was filled with numerous cracks of varying sizes, like a balloon that had exploded.
A series of footsteps approached. Wang Longhu, his face flushed, walked over to Ma Bomeng, looking down at him from above.
"Kid, seriously? Training martial arts properly in this country can really get you this far?" Ma Bomeng asked with the last of his strength, his voice hoarse.
"Definitely not, I’m cheating. How can a normal person compare with me," Wang Longhu responded unabashedly.
"Ha... ha ha... ha ha ha... You speak rather oddly... pfft pfft... what a pity... you won’t walk out of Zhiming City alive... I said..."
Ma Bomeng’s voice grew fainter until it completely ceased.
"That’s not for you to worry about. Rest assured, Qiao Qichong will soon accompany you down there,"
Worried that the guy might fake his death, Wang Longhu directly stomped on his head.
Ma Bomeng’s entire head shattered instantly. Without looking back, Wang Longhu dashed out of the hall, swiftly escaping the Four Poison Hall under the cover of night, disappearing into the darkness.
In less than two minutes, a Martial Artist arriving first rushed into the hall.
Before his eyes lay a gruesome scene, as if struck by artillery, and the headless corpse of a man.
"Master Ma! Master Ma has been killed!"
Across the street from the Four Poison Hall, in a seven-story high-rise.
No one noticed a man wearing a fisherman’s hat, watching the entire event unfold through binoculars from the sixth-floor window.
"Someone dared to kill in the Four Poison Hall; this person has a grudge against them. Perhaps we could collaborate," the man set down his binoculars, gazing in the direction where Wang Longhu disappeared like a ghost.
"The Four Poison Hall has plagued Southeast Asia, its Hall Masters being highly skilled and closely tied with the local government, making it difficult to wipe them out. However, there’s a rumor that Tan Yuejin has died recently, which might mean someone is preparing to target the Four Poison Hall. This could be a tremendous opportunity for us."