Chapter 87 - 69: The Ruyi Jingu Bang Shakes the World, Four Great Stewards Are As Insignificant as Clay Chickens and Pottery Dogs
At this moment, facing the formidable power of the Black Tiger Gang’s Four Great Stewards, Hu Shuo and the others had already retreated at great speed. Hu Shuo, the red-faced Steward, was indeed kind-hearted. Seeing the pie-seller Old Zhang had fainted on the ground, he picked up the old man and urged his disciples to carry the other unconscious civilians, continuing to retreat further back!
At the street entrance, the Black Tiger Gang members who had retreated tens of zhang were initially filled with fear. But seeing the Four Great Stewards approaching, their expressions relaxed, and they looked on with hope.
Li Hu Wu Sanlang walked towards Lin Xuankong. The other three followed closely, circulating their Qi and Blood as they surrounded him. Among them, Li Hu Wu Sanlang and Shihu Hu Qing both began to emit low tiger roars from within their bones. Their already tall statures suddenly grew even larger. Wu Sanlang became over four meters tall, his entire body swelling enormously, and his fierce claws extended over sixty centimeters, pitch black as ink! Beside him, Hu Qing’s aura was equally ferocious. Their Mad Roar Bone Technique had clearly reached a profound level, vastly more formidable than Bearded and Zhao Dalong!
Sima Liuyun took a deep breath, his abdomen inflating like a balloon. Pang Hu Daxiong’s whole body swelled up. He was already round and balloon-like, and now, using his Fierce Roar Technique, he became as round as if drawn with a compass, his limbs retracting! His Celestial Tiger Ferocious Roar Skill of the Transcendence Realm was evidently even deeper than Sima Liuyun’s.
Standing not far away, Ma Jiang observed this scene with deep apprehension. He couldn’t defeat any of these four Grand Chief Stewards individually. A careless mistake could lead to certain death! He looked worriedly at the Conical Hat Guest. Even if the guest is at the Early or Mid-grade of the Fourth Layer, this time will be hard to handle without expertly using his Twin Vine Demon Pearl! Otherwise, he will be defeated in an instant! Unfortunately, I came too hastily and should have notified the Chief Steward first...
At this very moment, "ROAR! ROAR!" Two terrible tiger roars exploded. Countless ripples instantly assaulted Lin Xuankong. If Lin Xuankong hadn’t recently gained a fortune and replaced all his clothing with black python skin, merely these two tiger roars would have shattered all his clothes, mask, and conical hat, leaving him stark naked on the spot!
Simultaneously, Wu Sanlang and Hu Qing charged towards Lin Xuankong, each step they took leaving large pits in the ground! The Four Great Stewards’ eyes showed determination. The Conical Hat Guest indeed had a great reputation, but his power and speed just now were only at the Late Stage of the Third Layer, not the Fourth Layer as the Hall Master had guessed. With such strength, if not for his Twin Vine Demon Pearl, any of the four were confident they could defeat him alone.
Charging forward, Wu Sanlang’s leopard-like eyes widened. He swung his claws towards Lin Xuankong’s already raised iron rod, shouting, "Die!"
At that exact instant, he saw the iron rod in the Conical Hat Guest’s hand, over four chi long, suddenly extend, becoming fully five zhang long, its head swelling to the thickness of a waist! It smashed down on him like a giant mountain or a falling star, sending countless ripples through the air!
"Damn—" Originally over a zhang tall and formidable, Wu Sanlang’s pupils contracted violently. He only had time to utter one word before the five-thousand-jin Ruyi Golden Cudgel smashed down on his head! His strong defense and the terrifying power of his Fierce Tiger Roar Bone offered no resistance whatsoever... He simply disappeared from the spot!