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Chapter 337 The Warriors from the West!

“F*ck! I can’t put up with it anymore!” The strong man who came there with Chu Xun and the others flew into a rage. He had an ordinary name, Le Dayong. “Bastard, you are in no position to talk so arrogantly!” he said angrily.

Seeing that someone accepted his challenge, Hoffmann grinned and said loudly, “I’ve thought that all of you are cowards, and I didn’t expect there to be a brave man among you. To show my respect, I’ll cut off your head.”

The golden sword shone brightly as it pointed straight at Le Dayong.

Le Dayong, who was more than two meters tall, rushed over with bare hands, like a moving iron tower.

Hoffmann’s golden sword became dazzling, and he waved it toward Le Dayong fiercely.

Although Le Dayong was tall and burly, he was very swift. He bent over and avoided Hoffmann’s attack, and then he punched back at him.

Hoffmann laughed with disdain. He withdrew his sword to defend himself.

Clang!

There was a crisp explosion as Le Dayong punched the golden sword, causing everyone’s eardrums to tremble.

Thump! Thump...!

Le Dayong’s expression changed dramatically. The horrible power coming from the huge sword threw him back again and again.

Hoffmann grinned hideously as he slashed at Le Dayong’s neck with his sword quickly and fiercely.

The crowd was shocked; the move had shown who was the stronger one. Le Dayong was no match for Hoffmann, and there was a huge gap between their strength.

Le Dayong was panic-stricken. His opponent had easily knocked him back, and the sword was so swift and fierce that he could not dodge it at all.

Just as Hoffmann’s sword was about to cut off Le Dayong’s head, Yan Wushuang made his move. He unsheathed his sword and slashed forward in one breath, causing the sword radiance to shine brightly.

The hissing and whooshing sounds sent a chill up Hoffmann’s spine. He hurriedly withdrew his sword, turned around, and struck out with it.

Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions, and Yan Wushuang’s sword radiance was split open while Hoffmann was forced to step back again and again.

“Who is it that dared to attack me from behind?” Hoffmann was furious.

“It’s me, your grandfather.” Yan Wushuang flashed sideways, looked at Hoffmann with disdain, and said, “You’re just a candidate of the Son of God, aren’t you? You really think too highly of yourself. In Huaxia, a candidate is the same as a back-up. It’s almost impossible for them to become the chosen one.”

Although Hoffmann could speak Huaxia language, he was not very proficient in it. He turned around and asked his companion what a back-up meant. After getting the answer, he was enraged.

“You little monkey, you not only launched a sneak attack against me, but also dared to humiliate me. I will kill you on behalf of the Holy Temple of the Sun.”

Yan Wushuang burst into laughter with a face full of disdain. “You look like a golden-haired puppy, yet you continuously repeat that you’re the Son of God of the holy temple. Want to kill me on behalf of your holy temple? Well, I’m going to kill you on behalf of the moon.”

Le Dayong’s face was full of shame. He lowered his head and said, “Deputy Chief Yan, thank you for saving my life.”

Yan Wushuang patted him on the shoulder and said, “You’re a man. Though you’ve lost, your courage is commendable. You’re much better than those good-for-nothings who stood by and watched it happen.”

What Yan Wushuang said scolded all the Huaxia warriors present. However, he ignored the angry eyes of the crowd for he looked down on them.

Yan Wushuang, of course, had his own pride.

“You golden-haired puppy, come over here and I’ll cut off your head,” Yan Wushuang pointed at Hoffmann with his sword.

“Deputy Chief Yan, awesome!” someone on Chu Xun’s side praised him.

“Deputy Chief Yan, come on. Cut off his head and let’s see if he could still be so arrogant.”

“Come on, brother, I have faith in you.” Yi Xiaosu was also very happy. The Dragon-slaying League finally stood in limelight.

“Damn you, Huaxia monkey, I’ll cut your head off and show the world with your blood that the holy temple can’t be humiliated.”

Yan Wushuang laughed loudly, and his one-meter-long green sword trembled. “Holy temple? Bullshit! You are just a bunch of swindlers.”

Hoffmann couldn’t restrain his anger, and charged at Yan Wushuang, waving his huge sword, with his entire body emitting blazing red light.

Chu Xun’s eyes flickered slightly. “Is this the power of the sun?”

Yan Wushuang brandished his green sword to meet Hoffmann’s attack. His sword moved, aiming straight at Hoffmann’s throat, like a snake aiming at its prey.

Yan Wushuang’s sword was so fast that Hoffmann was forced to use his sword to defend.

Clang!

The tip of Yan Wushuang’s sword hit Hoffmann’s big golden sword, causing sparks.

With a booming sound, his clothes fluttered without wind, and his Internal Breath started running frantically, causing Hoffmann to continuously step back.

As Yan Wushuang’s wrist shook slightly, his sword slid across Hoffmann’s sword, bringing about a string of sparks. The two passed by each other.

Yan Wushuang tapped the ground lightly with his tiptoes, turned around rapidly, and struck out with his long sword.

Woosh!

Hoffmann roared angrily as blood kept gushing out from his back. He was slashed at the back by Yan Wushuang.

“You damned monkey. How dare you hurt me, the Son of God?”

Red flames shot up around Hoffmann, and even the temperature of the surrounding area rose high. It was the magic power of the sun of the Holy Temple of the Sun.

The ground under Hoffmann’s feet made a cracking sound; it was burned and cracked under the power of the sun.

Hoffmann let out a roar of anger, and his golden sword turned red all over. He pounced on Yan Wushuang and swung his sword to slash at him.

Yan Wushuang showed a look of disdain and swung his sword to meet Hoffmann’s blow head-on.

Clang!

There was another ear-piercing and booming sound of metal on metal. Hoffmann was knocked back again and again.

Yan Wushuang’s one-meter-long sword slipped out of his hand, from where smoke kept rosing. The sword kept shaking and turned red all over, and its tip thrust into the ground.

“Deputy Chief Yan got injured!” Le Dayong exclaimed in shock.

Yi Xiaosu said in a low voice, “It’s the power of the sun. It’s really weird and horrible.”

Everyone could tell that Hoffmann was at most a sixth-grade Human King, and he was no match for Yan Wushuang in terms of cultivation. However, he had possessed the strange power of the sun and was able to fight above his level. He could even injure his opponent.

Yan Wushuang’s face was sullen, and his hands were trembling slightly. If he hadn’t been quick to react, his entire right hand would have gotten burned.

“Damned monkey, now, you know how powerful my power of sun is, right?” Hoffmann was extremely proud to see that he had injured Yan Wushuang.

“You golden-haired puppy, do you really think that I won’t be able to kill you?” Yan Wushuang was really annoyed. His Internal Breath ran wildly around him, causing the air to be distorted and make crackling sounds.

Boom!

An extremely powerful Internal Breath chain rushed toward Hoffmann.

Hoffmann waved his sword and slashed at Yan Wushuang. With a boom, a storm rolled over, and Hoffmann was forced to retreat dozens of meters backward.

However, the expressions of all the Huaxia warriors changed slightly, because when Hoffmann hit Yan Wushuang’s Internal Breath chain, the sun power that his sword carried actually refined part of Yan Wushuang’s Internal Breath, weakening his attack.

The power of the sun was truly astonishing that it could weaken the battling power of the opponent. In this case, Yan Wushuang’s attacks would be greatly weakened, and he wouldn’t be able to exert his full strength.

Yan Wushuang was also stunned. With killing desire flashing in his eyes, he rushed forward with a whoosh and raised his hand to send out a palm, his powerful Internal Breath charging at Hoffmann.

Clang! Clang...!

Blasts of terrifying Internal Breath hit the huge mace, making ear-splitting booming sounds.

Hoffmann retreated again and again. His cultivation was much lower than Yan Wushuang’s. If it weren’t for the power of the sun, he would have been defeated long ago.

Yan Wushuang was very clever that he only attacked Hoffmann from a distance and didn’t approach him, which left Hoffmann no chance to use his power of the sun.

Clang!

Hoffmann’s big sword was knocked out of his hand, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Yan Wushuang sneered, stepped to Hoffmann, and slapped him on the head.

However, all of a sudden, Yan Wushuang shot out horizontally.

Shoo! Shoo...!

Three Ice Arrows shot where Yan Wushuang had been standing just now.

Everyone was shocked because these arrows had shot into the ground. With the arrows as the center, ice stretched away and covered the area within three meters.

Crack!

The entire ground was frozen and cracked, and cracks stretched away.

Even Chu Xun couldn’t help looking at it twice. If a human being got shot by such an arrow, he would be frozen inside out in an instant and would break with a gentle touch.

Yan Wushuang looked in the direction of the arrows with a cold look and found that these arrows came from a beautiful woman of Country M.

She was shapely and showed her perfect figure to others generously. Golden-haired and blue-eyed, she held an ice bow in her hands.

Seeing that Yan Wushuang looked at her, she licked her red lips in a flirting manner and blew him a kiss. Then, as she spread out her palms, the ice bow melted immediately, and a mass of fog rose from her hands.

Seeing this, all the Huaxia warriors were stunned.

“This is supernatural power.”

Someone exclaimed.

Chu Xun was also curious. He had long heard that there were people with supernatural abilities in the western world and that they could control natural sources, like wind, fire, thunder, and lighting.

“Hoffmann, you lost. Come back!” the woman said with a Huaxia accent.

Hoffmann groaned, muttering that the woman was nosy, but he still picked up his golden sword and returned to their camp.

“My handsome Huaxia warrior, I have to admit that you’re very strong. I take back what I said before. Not all Huaxia people are cowards. At least, you deserve my respect,” the woman bowed slightly, then raised her head, and said, “Please allow me to introduce myself. I’m Alice Karen. You can call me Witch of Ice and Fire.”

Chu Xun’s eyes flickered slightly. As the name suggested, the woman could control not only ice but also fire. Chu Xun suddenly became interested in this woman. As known to all, fire and water couldn’t be compatible with each other, so he wanted to know how the woman made it.

Yan Wushuang also realized this and felt it very rare.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled, not because of the earthquake, but because of the movement of a western warrior.

The warrior was in a sitting position just now, and now, he stood up. He was about 2.5 meters tall, broad-shouldered, and solidly-built, as wide and strong as a buffalo. If Le Dayong stood with him, he would look very thin.

The weapon that this man held was even more astonishing. It was a wide broadsword about three meters long and one meter wide.

He stepped forward with the broadsword in hand. He pulled the other people away with his broadsword gently.

“Krebs, what are you going to do?” Witch of Ice and Fire asked.

“Woman, go away. We’re on a battlefield, so cut the crap. I must kill this bunch of eastern monkeys and let the whole world remember our name, Knights of Circular Table.”

Everyone was shocked to hear that this man was actually one of the most powerful Knights of Circular Table in the west. They didn’t expect a Knight of Circular Table to come there.

“You, get the hell over here to die.” Krebs pointed at Yan Wushuang and showed a hideous grin.

Yan Wushuang was enraged and said, “Who do you think you are? Knights of Circular Table? I think it should be Knights of Circular Pig.”

Before Yan Wushuang could finish his words, his eyes widened, and he rushed forward quickly.

Krebs raised his sword, slapping down towards Yan Wushuang.

Boom!

The soil was blown away, and a horrible crack stretched afar on the ground. If Yan Wushuang hadn’t dodged quickly enough, he would have been smashed into meat pulp by the blow.