I became Superman

Chapter 97 A Power Contest Against Superman? (Thanks to Remnant Dragon for the donation)

"presumptuous!"

"You dare!"

"You bastard!"

The gods were immediately thrown into chaos. They never expected Zhou Ming to act so suddenly and kill their descendant.

Even Minglou, though he already knew that Zhou Ming intended to execute these people, thought that he should at least negotiate with the gods who came first.

As a result, Zhou Ming did not give the gods a chance to negotiate at all.

This clearly shows a complete disregard for the gods; the reason they were summoned was simply to let them witness the execution process.

The gods immediately understood Zhou Ming's intention.

Compared to the execution of their descendants, this blatant contempt enraged them even more.

They were all gods over a hundred years old, who had witnessed countless killings. The deaths of their descendants were nothing to them.

But to die in this way, to be used as a tool to kill chickens and make monkeys, and they are the monkeys.

This is an unforgivable offense to the high and mighty gods.

The proud Long Canghai transformed into a dragon in the blink of an eye.

The enormous body, tens of feet thick, swept towards Zhou Ming.

As if sensing his anger, the dark clouds in the sky began to churn wildly, and thunder brewing within them roared simultaneously.

The entire Shu capital trembled slightly from the thunder.

The people in the city looked up in horror at the clouds in the sky that seemed to be going mad, and felt their hearts pound with fear.

Compared to ordinary people, those who are different live in constant fear.

They couldn't see what was happening in the clouds, but they could feel a powerful force surging overhead; even the slightest leak of it could bring annihilation to the entire city.

"Hold your guns, let's talk this out!"

Minglou shouted loudly.

"What else is there to say? This kind of madman deserves to die!"

Hongming Wang roared, and at the same time, he joined Long Canghai in pouncing on Zhou Ming.

Flames burst forth from every pore of his body, and he quickly became a human torch. The brilliance of the flames drove back the dark clouds, as if a sun had suddenly appeared in the sky.

Zhou Ming sneered, "If they could understand language, the world would have been at peace long ago."

He stared at Long Canghai, who was charging towards him.

His dragon eyes were merciless and cold, like the lofty Heavenly Dao, which could manipulate the fate of all living beings at will.

Zhou Ming remained unmoved.

When Long Canghai rushed in front of him, a dragon claw reached out to grab him. He dodged the claw and appeared in front of the dragon's head, staring at Long Canghai.

He clenched his right fist and slammed it down on the dragon's head.

Long Canghai sensed the power contained in the punch, and a hint of horror flashed in his cold eyes. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The terrifying force tore the dragon's head apart completely, then its body, and then its tail.

The entire dragon, seemingly sculpted from sand, was shattered into pieces, turning into a rain of blood that sprinkled across the entire city.

Zhou Ming's fist force broke free from the dragon's body and continued to rage and roar, suppressing all the thunder in the sky.

The force of the punch surged forth, carving a massive, canyon-like opening in the clouds.

At that moment, Hong Mingwang rushed up behind him, and Zhou Ming turned around and grabbed his throat.

Hongmingwang unleashed all his energy, and the temperature of the flames around him rose rapidly.

The flames seemed to come alive, frantically devouring Zhou Ming.

The entire city of Chengdu felt as if it had returned to the scorching heat of summer.

People stared in disbelief at the giant fireball in the sky, then at the sun, which was emerging slightly to the west from the breaking clouds, and were all stunned.

Are you good with fire?

Zhou Ming said coldly, his eyes flashing red light as his heat gaze entered Hong Mingwang's body.

Zhou Ming kept increasing the power, and soon the energy of the thermal vision exceeded Hong Mingwang's tolerance limit.

Hong Mingwang felt like he was an inflated balloon, with Zhou Ming's energy seemingly inexhaustible, pouring into his body.

He seemed to see a vast ocean of energy pouring down from the sky, and the only thing that could receive it was a wooden bucket.

What powerful energy!

Why does it possess such powerful energy?

Hongming Wang was like a mayfly, suddenly looking up at the blue sky, only to be stunned by its incomprehensible vastness. He cried out in his heart, but could not utter a single word.

Zhou Ming threw him high into the air with all his might.

boom!

Hong Mingwang exploded tens of kilometers above the ground, and the energy in his body turned into a stream of fire that stretched for hundreds of miles in the air, like a sunset hanging on the horizon.

"Stop it, all of you!"

The voice of the Tower Lord, tinged with anger, rang out.

The other gods who were about to attack Zhou Ming suddenly felt an immense pressure on them. It was as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, and they could barely maintain their flight. With each turn, they felt exhausted.

"Master of the Tower, what do you mean by this?"

Guan Jiang shouted.

The tower master said, "Since you invited me out, you should have made the decisions. How could you act on your own?"

Guan Jiang said, "Zhou Ming is going too far. Could it be that the Tower Master is biased towards him?"

Du Huangting, dressed as a Taoist priest, said, "I know that the tower master has always cherished talent, but you saw what happened just now."

"This madman kills even gods without hesitation. How arrogant he is! No matter how powerful such an unruly person is, he is no blessing to mankind."

The tower master frowned slightly. He felt that these people were a bit too excited today, which was not in line with their composure as gods.

He said, "I have my own ideas, you don't need to say anything more."

He looked at Zhou Ming, frowned, and said, "I've heard you're very strong, but it seems you've exceeded my expectations."

"At our level, words are meaningless; everything ultimately comes down to skill. Since I was entrusted with this mission, I cannot leave empty-handed."

"But if you and I take action, the repercussions will be too great, and it will ultimately not be a blessing for the empire."

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "Just tell me what your idea is, and I'll agree to it."

"I have never hesitated to let the enemy fully display their strengths."

"I'll make sure you lose so badly that you have no more illusions left."

The tower master said, "You're quite arrogant. Since you've put it that way, why don't we have a contest of strength? If you win, I will no longer interfere in your affairs."

"But if you lose, you must strictly abide by the laws of the Empire from now on, and you must not violate them in the slightest."

No sooner had the tower master finished speaking than Guan Jiang asked, "Is that all?"

"That's too lenient on him. He killed many divine descendants, even Brother Long and Brother Hong died at his hands. How can we let him get away with it so easily!"

The tower master sighed and said, "You are all the cornerstones of the empire. Today's losses are already painful enough. Why create more bloodshed?"

"Zhou Ming, what do you think?"

Zhou Ming looked at him with amusement and said, "You want to compete with me in strength?"

The tower master nodded and said, "That's right, do you dare to agree?"

Zhou Ming smiled and said, "Since you're interested, I'm naturally happy to oblige."

I've never seen a request like this before, wanting to compete with Superman in strength.

After a brief discussion, the two decided to hold their contest at the Chengdu Center for Extraordinary Beings.

The group then collectively landed at the center of the alien species.

The people at the center of the aliens had never seen so many gods gathered before, and they watched with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.

Zhou Ming asked, "How will the competition proceed?"

The tower master laughed and said, "If we hold hands, whoever can pull the other towards themselves wins."

Seeing that Zhou Ming had agreed to his competition method, the tower master felt a sense of relief.

Strength is his most prominent ability.

If we're talking about fighting prowess, how many gods in this world could surpass him?

But when it comes to power, below the ancient gods, no deity can compare with him.

Even the emperor cannot do it.

As long as he stands on the ground, he can connect himself with the hundreds of miles of land, turning the weight of the earth's crust into his own power to press down on his opponent.

This immense force is something that no god can resist.

This young fellow is incredibly strong at such a young age, but unfortunately, because of his youthful arrogance, he easily underestimates the world's strongest.

Making him suffer this loss today will allow him to go further in the future.

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