Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

Wang Jia'ao and Wang Jiahao's figures collided for the third time in the rain.

This collision was more intense than the previous two. Instead of sparks, the clash between fists created a visible ring of air.

The ground cracked, water exploded, and the wreckage of abandoned vehicles within a radius of tens of meters was flipped over several times by the shockwave.

With the help of the vortex, the entire Masked Squad retreated to a distance of over a hundred meters, gazing through the rain at the battlefield that had been reduced to ruins.

Are these two people really human?

Tianping swallowed hard and couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Mian's voice was full of complex emotions, "Now his strength is no less than mine... no, it should be said that it far surpasses mine."

"Captain, you've only been at the Klein level for a few days."

Rose whispered, "This guy's growth rate can no longer be measured by normal logic."

"Normal logic?"

Whirlpool couldn't help but interject, "Do you think these two Jiahaos can be judged by normal logic? One is a rookie from our Masked Man, and the other is a madman from the Ancient God Church, yet these two fight like gods are battling! I feel like I'm no different from someone standing on the street."

Everyone fell silent.

Because the vortex speaks the truth.

"No rush."

Master Chen's voice came from behind the crowd, still carrying that composure.

The old man, who had been tied up for half a day, was now sitting cross-legged on a relatively clean cement slab, with his eyes closed, seemingly unconcerned about the earth-shattering battle outside.

"If the fight continues, the outcome will be revealed."

"Master, can you tell who has the upper hand?" Wang Mian couldn't help but ask.

Master Chen turned his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the rain to the area where shockwaves were constantly exploding. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke:

"They seem evenly matched, but that kid Wang Jia'ao doesn't seem to have pushed himself to the brink yet."

"What do you mean?" Whirlpool was taken aback.

"It means he still has the capacity."

Master Chen said calmly, "Although Wang Jiahao is still holding back, Wang Jia'ao is holding back even more, so their fight isn't in a hurry to end."

Master Chen did not answer the question, but instead gave a meaningful look at the shadows in the distance:

"Because the real enemy has not yet appeared."

In the center of the battlefield, Wang Jia'ao and Wang Jiahao's fists collided again, the dull thud of flesh exploding in the rain.

The two retreated simultaneously, creating a distance of more than ten meters between them.

Wang Jia'ao shook his slightly numb right hand.

The performance is almost over.

All I can say is that if it weren't for the acting, the battle would have ended right from the start.

He felt a surge of satisfaction as he watched the numbers rapidly changing on the system panel.

With the double bonus from Hero in the Rain, the double stacking of Jiahao's own power, and the simultaneous harvesting of both the clone and the main body, Jiahao's value has already exceeded 10,000 after this battle.

[Current Jiahao Value: 11680]

"Wang Jiahao," Wang Jia'ao said, his voice exceptionally clear through the rain.

"Um?"

"You're definitely got some skills."

"What a coincidence, I also think you're quite something."

Wang Jiahao chuckled, "However, this fight should be coming to an end soon."

"You have the same idea?"

"Of course. It'll get boring if it drags on too long. It's time to start the second half." Wang Jiahao tilted his head slightly, glancing at the shadowy area in the distance.

Finally, it's time to close the net.

He slowly clenched his right fist, and the power of his perfected Ancient Sacred Body began to flow faster. Golden light emerged from the surface of his skin, like a golden lamp lit in the rain.

"Let's settle this with one decisive blow."

"Just what I wanted!"

Wang Jiahao also clenched his left fist, lowered his center of gravity slightly, and the water under his feet was shaken away by the invisible force, revealing the cracked ground.

The air between them seemed to freeze.

The entire Masked Squad held their breath. Han Shaoyun, who was in the distance, clenched his fists unconsciously. Even Yiyu, who was hiding in the shadows, narrowed his eyes slightly.

The next second, the two of them moved at the same time.

The two figures, like golden and gray lightning bolts slicing through the rain, collided head-on in the center of the open space.

"boom!!!!!"

The explosion was deafening.

The ground of the entire factory area trembled violently at that moment, and cracks radiated outward from the point of impact, extending for more than 100 meters before finally stopping.

The shockwave whipped up rubble and water from the ground, creating a circular water curtain tens of meters high that enveloped the entire area in chaos.

The water curtain lasted for a full five or six seconds before gradually dissipating.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Wang Jia'ao's figure was the first to appear.

He stood on a cracked patch of ground, the hem of his black short-sleeved shirt still fluttering slightly. His breathing was a little more rapid than before, but he still stood ramrod straight.

Opposite him, Wang Jiahao was kneeling on one knee.

The outcome is decided.

"You win."

Wang Jiahao raised his head, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but his face still held that calm smile.

Wang Jiahao was silent for two seconds, then slowly exhaled: "You're not bad either, Wang Jiahao."

"It's just a minor setback."

Wang Jiahao scoffed, then struggled to his feet. "You win this time. But next time, I won't lose so easily."

"Next time?" Wang Jia'ao raised an eyebrow. "You think there'll be a next time?"

"You only narrowly defeated me. If I really want to leave, who can stop me? As long as I want to leave, the road is right under my feet."

Wang Jiahao tilted his head. "I, Wang Jiahao, am destined to become a new god of the Ancient God Church. Next time we meet, I will come back with even greater power."

After saying this, Wang Jiahao used the Void Space to teleport away, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.

Outside the factory, Han Shaoyun watched the figure disappear into the rain, his face turning extremely grim.

"He lost..."

Han Shaoyun gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Jiahao actually lost! He could even kidnap Master Chen, yet he couldn't beat a mere Wang Jia'ao?!"

The snake woman's eyes were filled with astonishment. "Just what kind of monster is that Wang Jia'ao?"

Dan Huai remained silent for a long time. "Now is not the time to dwell on this. Wang Jiahao lost, our hostages are still inside, and Wang Jia'ao has already left. What's our next step?"

Han Shaoyun gritted his teeth. "Retreat! Let's retreat before Wang Jia'ao has a chance to deal with us!"

Without hesitation, the three turned and disappeared into the shadow of the unfinished building.