Is this okay?

"..."

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel more sorry for Sheila.

They're incredibly strong, yet they're so shameless.

Chapter 117 He was punched so hard he ended up pigeon-toed.

For a moment, Najendan felt a strange mix of emotions. The other side was an enemy, and precisely because they were enemies, she couldn't possibly pity them, but for some reason, she just felt strangely sorry for them.

With mixed feelings, Najendan stared silently at Leng Mo and Sheila in front of her, saying nothing.

At this moment, Leng Mo and Xila had completed their exchange, and the arrogant Xila and the shameless Leng Mo reached an agreement.

This includes, but is not limited to, letting Leng Mo punch him three times, letting Leng Mo know how powerful Xila is, and letting Leng Mo know how gentle Xila is.

"Well, I'm about to begin. Be careful not to get killed by one punch."

Leng Mo raised his fist and stood in front of Sheila, looking like he was thinking of her, full of reminders.

"Hahahaha! Come on, hit me wherever you want! You can hit me wherever you want!"

Across from her, Sheila clasped her hands in front of her chest and laughed magnanimously, standing still and watching Leng Mo without the slightest worry.

Upon hearing this, Leng Mo took a deep breath and revealed a happy smile, a smile that looked like a ghost.

"You're such a kind person."

As he spoke, Leng Mo's clothes were instantly torn apart by his muscles.

Hiss!

The sound of shattering echoed all around, and the muscles of his upper body were exposed in that instant. Even more terrifying was the fact that the muscles of his back resembled a ghostly face.

At this moment, Ghost Back was activated at full power.

When this man gets serious, his aura is terrifying; it's as if just looking at him makes people tremble.

Gulu!

Sila, who was opposite, sensed Leng Mo's drastic change and suddenly became aware of it.

Did I make a stupid decision?

Is it too late to regret now?

However, it's too late to say anything now. If he backs down at this point, how will people around him view him?

Is someone who is clearly strong going back on their word? Is someone who is clearly strong resorting to despicable and shameless means against their enemies truly strong?

But it doesn't matter!

Sheila was quite confident in herself, knowing that with the help of the system, no one, no matter how powerful, could surpass her.

He is so confident!

After all, Esdeath was powerless against him, let alone this clueless idiot who appeared out of nowhere.

"Come on! Let me see what power you have that gives you the courage to stand before me!"

Sheila exuded an invincible aura, standing arrogantly in place with no intention of backing down.

Leng Mo on the other side clenched his fist, preparing to deliver a fatal blow!

"Then you have to take it."

As soon as Leng Mo finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He had no room for mercy towards the guy in front of him.

He aimed a full-force punch at Sheila, targeting her crotch!

That's right, that's the legendary, utterly inhuman secret technique!

God of Slaughter Strike - Deadly Chicken Smash!

Whoosh! !

The fist moved in the blink of an eye, so fast that it was invisible, even to Sheila, who could only hear a violent whooshing sound.

then……

bump--!!

The fist struck Sheila mercilessly in a spot she couldn't defend against.

hiss!

Those who witnessed this scene from behind couldn't help but gasp and tremble.

This is a move that no human could possibly use.

The moment Sheila was hit, her eyes bulged, her mind went blank, as if time had stopped for her.

Whoosh!

By the time everyone came to their senses, Sheila had already been sent flying backward, crashing into the city wall behind her, then passing through the wall and continuing to fly backward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The immense force propelled Sheila like a cannonball, leaving ruins in its wake.

After a final, massive impact, it crashed into the palace.

Then they disappeared amidst a violent collapse and ground tremors.

Rumble, rumble...

In the blink of an eye, the imperial palace of the thousand-year-old empire collapsed.

Countless screams and cries of panic echoed throughout the capital.

Leng Mo gazed at the collapsed palace, confidently blew on his smoking fist, and turned to give the person behind him a crooked smile.

“Let’s not even mention the mere Shirah.”

"..."

"..."

When Esdeath, Night Raid, and the others saw Leng Mo's dashing crooked smile, they were at a loss for words.

This doesn't look like a fight at all, does it?

It looks like you're bullying a kid because the other side doesn't know your strength, right?

Please, have some decency...

What shocked them even more was that the palace, which hadn't collapsed for a thousand years, collapsed at this moment—it was terrifying.

Is Sheila still alive?

Brand stared at the collapsing palace, his face ashen, and asked tremblingly, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little hopeful that Sheila was still alive.

"Who do you think could withstand the force of that punch?"

Najshitan, standing beside her, trembled slightly as she held a cigarette. She had never witnessed such a terrifying battle; a single punch could shatter the royal palace.

"Wait, someone's coming!"

Esdeath sensed something, frowned, and stared intently.

Swish!

As expected, the next second someone appeared in front of Leng Mo was Xi La.

He glared at Leng Mo through gritted teeth and said angrily, "You bastard..."

His voice was filled with a fury that seemed to want to devour Leng Mo, and his legs, which were turned inward, were radiating boundless rage towards Leng Mo.

Although everyone understands his feelings, it just looks ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

That's terrible. A perfectly healthy man was punched and ended up with pigeon-toed legs.

How is your OO doing?

Faced with Sheila's roar, Leng Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he retorted, "You're really strange. You were the one who asked me to throw a punch. You couldn't catch it yourself, so you blame me."

Is this what they call the guilty party filing a false accusation first?

Sheila, however, decided to give up entirely. She glared at Leng Mo through gritted teeth, her legs turned inward, and her fists clenched as she prepared to attack.

"Asshole! I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing that Leng Mo on the other side understood things, he had nothing more to say.

He took a deep breath with no other choice, and at the same time, his eyes flashed with a sharp light. He was going to fight with all his might!

"Since you're going to kill me, don't blame me for showing no mercy! Let me tell you, there are four others as strong as me! Teammates! Attack together! This guy is a formidable enemy!"

"..."

"..."

After a strange, brief silence, Kaneki, Kazuma, Tatsumi, and Sheer stepped forward simultaneously, displaying their muscles with utterly inhumanly friendly smiles.

Then, with heavy steps, he walked towards Leng Mo and Xi La.

Boom! Boom!

The ground trembled slightly at that moment, as if it were shaking.

"..."

Is it too late for me to regret it now?

Sheila was dumbfounded by what she saw. She stood there with her toes pointed inward, completely bewildered, as if she were dreaming.

What do you mean by saying there are four more people as strong as you?

What do you mean by "I am a formidable enemy, come at me together"?

What have I done to deserve such treatment from you?

For some reason, Sheila's inner voice was RNM high, and her speed was 70 miles per hour.

He was completely baffled by this absurd situation.

Damn it! Why?!

Chapter 118 A Meteor - Tatsumi!

But it doesn't matter!!

Despite the immense pressure ahead, Sheila did not give up the struggle, but instead came up with a way to turn the tide.

Imperial Arms!

My Imperial Arm is a spatial teleportation ability; as long as I can successfully activate it, everything will be fine!

In an instant, a glint flashed in Sheila's eyes, as if he had already seen a way to break the deadlock. He looked warily at Leng Mo in front of him and the people who were constantly approaching him.

The next second, while Leng Mo was waiting, he quickly reached into his open pocket.

"Teigu Shangri-La activated!"

In the blink of an eye, he took out his Imperial Arms and pointed it at everyone in front of him, a look of excitement on his face.

Success! !

Swish!

Just then, a loud whooshing sound came from beside him, and he felt his hand go empty, and the Imperial Arm he had been activating stopped instantly.

Eh?

Sheila stared in astonishment at Leng Mo in front of her, only belatedly realizing that her Imperial Arm was in Leng Mo's hand.

"When?" he asked incredulously.

I didn't see anything just now, but it suddenly appeared in the other person's hand.

"Are you ready then?"

Leng Mo did not answer Xila, but stood there expressionless, watching him in a fashionable manner.

"What...what are you going to do to me?!"

At this moment, Sheila recalled the fear of being treated arbitrarily by the powerful. His eyes widened and he took a half step back. Although he was pigeon-toed, it did not affect his movement at all.

"What are we doing? Upholding justice, of course!!"