Chapter 655: Strength of Nine Bulls
Suddenly, Zhang Yiming glanced up at Zombie King Li Mucheng.
A huge sense of crisis enveloped Zombie King Li Mucheng.
His dead heart palpitated violently, and his brain was about to explode.
This sharp gaze, accompanied by faint brainwaves, left him completely dumbfounded...
Fear, deep fear.
He almost wanted to flee from here quickly, but without the emperor’s orders, he could only stand in place.
The emperor was terrifying.
Zombie King Li Mucheng dared not look up at Zhang Yiming, already resigned to his fate.
Either the emperor kills him, or he commits suicide under the emperor’s brainwaves.
Great, just great.
He could die by himself later!
He begged the emperor not to do it personally, or else he’d be scared half to death before actually dying!
"Hehe, Brother Zhang, no offense!"
Bai Yifan grinned sneakily, ready to take action at any time.
"Xiao Fan, hit the soft flesh of the belly, that’s a place that won’t hurt your hand."
Leng Yebai was advising on the side, secretly pleased.
Zhang Yiming: ...
Zombie King Li Mucheng: ...
For a moment, Zombie King Li Mucheng felt that the zombies were doomed.
The emperor of the zombies was being "bullied" by humans like this, they might soon be wiped out by humans!
But it was just a thought; he clearly knew how powerful the emperor was.
By now, he roughly understood the position of the Bai Family in the emperor’s heart.
He vowed that if he survived, he would never raise humans to drink their blood again.
Nor would he covet the sweet aroma of the Bai Family’s flesh.
Suddenly, Zombie King Li Mucheng thought of something.
Could the emperor be fond of Bai Xiqin’s... blood?
After all, just the smell made him want to raise that girl as his personal blood bank!
Actually, Zombie King Li Mucheng only guessed half right.
"Don’t overdo it, just make a point,"
Bai Xiqin felt a bit guilty when she saw Zhang Yiming’s pitiful expression looking at her.
He was an exemplary student and an outstanding class leader.
Bullying a good student so openly made Bai Xiqin feel a bit guilty.
"Right, classmate Xiao Ming has never suffered much, don’t make things too hard for him," Leng Yebai added.
Meaning Zhang Yiming is a "pretty boy", not very resistant to hits, so Bai Yifan should take it easy.
"It’s okay, I can handle it," Zhang Yiming smiled.
"Alright then."
Bai Yifan scratched his head, failing to sense the tension between Zhang Yiming and Leng Yebai.
He thought that he was actually just a newbie; even though his sister said his fists were powerful, he didn’t think he could hurt Brother Zhang.
Brother Zhang commanded thousands of zombies effortlessly, easily the toughest zombie Bai Yifan had ever seen.
Such a strong zombie, a single punch probably wouldn’t matter to Brother Zhang at all!
Bai Yifan didn’t hide his intentions, silently wrapping his fingers with superpowers.
He also wanted Brother Zhang to guide his strength and did not want him to think his punches were weak and impotent.
He put quite a bit of strength into it when the time came.
Zhang Yiming stood calmly, waiting for Bai Yifan to punch him.
He was regaining his senses now, his heart beating again, but his blood was still black.
It would definitely hurt.
Zhang Yiming was never afraid of pain; getting punched by Bai Yifan was just something he had to endure.
He had already decided what kind of expression to put on later.
Pained, pitiful...
He would surely get Xiao Niu’s care.
He was even looking forward to Bai Yifan’s punch in a vague way.
Zombie King Li Mucheng secretly glanced at Bai Yifan’s feet, watching him take a quick step back, then charge towards Zhang Yiming.
Good grief.
Punching the emperor, and even getting a running start!
If it were a real fight, within a flash, the emperor would’ve killed him.
Zombie King Li Mucheng’s heart didn’t beat, but he was terrified, his body shaking violently.
He thought the emperor was too... indulgent with the Bai Family.
The emperor, who could destroy everything with a wave of his finger, foolishly stood there letting a First Rank Superpower User punch him.
Truly... a once-in-a-lifetime sight.
He felt like he was witnessing a piece of zombie history.
"Boom!"
The sound of a fist hitting a body rang out.
Zombie King Li Mucheng felt, for a moment, that the emperor’s brainwaves had disappeared.
Like the emperor was briefly dazed.
What was going on?
Zombie King Li Mucheng quickly looked up at Zhang Yiming, only to see a faint smile on his face.
Warm sunlight.
What the heck.
Was this his emperor?
Zombie King Li Mucheng complained a bit in his heart, feeling relieved. It seemed like the emperor was fine, and the momentary disappearance of brainwaves was just his illusion, right?
"Brother Zhang, do you think my punch is okay?"
Bai Yifan watched Zhang Yiming’s smile, embarrassedly retracting his hand.
It seemed like he was still quite weak.
Brother Zhang didn’t react at all to being punched, smiling so gently, not looking pained at all.
He was really, pathetically weak.
"It was about the force of a nine-bull strength, your superpower has tempered your body, and using your superpower greatly increases your strength. Keep absorbing superpowers, and you could become a very strong person in the future."
Zhang Yiming continued to smile gently.
"Oh, Brother Zhang, are you okay?"
Bai Yifan just wanted to nod but suddenly widened his eyes at Zhang Yiming.
"I’m fine!" Zhang Yiming shook his head.
"But you’re spitting blood!"
Bai Yifan pointed at the black blood seeping from Zhang Yiming’s mouth, utterly shocked.
"I was too vigorous suppressing the surrounding zombies, so I got an internal injury," Zhang Yiming stated.
"Oh." Bai Yifan believed him.
Bai Yifan waved his fists aggressively toward Zombie King Li Mucheng, "Don’t cause any trouble, or I’ll punch you to death!"
"I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare."
Zombie King Li Mucheng’s pupils slightly contracted, silently hugging himself for warmth.
Terrifying.
His emperor was punched to the point of spitting blood, yet to save face, he lied about suppressing the village zombies.
Wah wah wah—
Zombies will never rise again!
The Bai Family members, what freaks they all are; he should never have coveted that cup of blood back then!
Karma, it’s all karma!
"Are you alright?"
Bai Xiqin was also startled, quickly handing Zhang Yiming a crystal core.
"I’m fine!"
Zhang Yiming took the crystal core, casually spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
The black blood spattered onto the ground like ink.
Zhang Yiming even had the mood to joke, "Doesn’t it look like a bellyful of ink?"
"More like a bellyful of bad water!" Leng Yebai quipped.
Bai Xiqin: ...
Zombie King Li Mucheng: ...
Zombie King Li Mucheng no longer knew what expression to show the emperor.
A mixture of shock and disbelief, or perhaps he should just die on the spot to avoid being blamed later by the emperor.
The crystal core instantly turned to dust in Zhang Yiming’s hand, and the black blood at his mouth had reduced significantly.
With ranks increasing, the zombies’ defense capabilities also improved.
But Bai Yifan’s superpower-encased fingers seemed specifically designed to break through that defense.
Zhang Yiming’s first thought was, damn it, it hurt!
If he’d known, he wouldn’t have eaten the Ganmu, not only failing to become human but also inexplicably regaining all sorts of sensations.
It seemed like evolution, but getting punched—really hurt, terribly.
If not for losing face, he would’ve cried.
Bai Yifan still didn’t realize how powerful his superpower-ed punches were.
He only thought Brother Zhang got injured mentally while battling with Zombie King Li Mucheng, giving Li Mucheng several furtive glares.
Zombie King Li Mucheng could only silently look at the sky.
Unable to express his suffering.
Could he say he was already crushed to pieces the first time he encountered the emperor’s brainwaves?
"Behave yourself in the future, don’t think about harming Brother Zhang!" Bai Yifan said fiercely.
"Uh-huh." Zombie King Li Mucheng nodded honestly.
Too weary to complain anymore.