156: Chapter 156 This is the power of a sixth-grade rank
Wang Pingan's kick looked light and airy, without a hint of worldly aura.
Like a naughty child playfully stepping lightly on a stone beneath his feet.
There was no earth-shattering momentum.
No dazzling special effects.
Not even a single ripple of energy leaked out.
However.
It was this seemingly casual kick.
The moment it landed on that colossal Thunder Dragon head...
Crack—!!!
An extremely crisp sound of shattering rang out with a bang!
The indestructible black scales covering the Thunder Dragon head were as fragile as a thin sheet of glass under that ordinary-looking foot!
Centered on Wang Pingan's sole, fine cracks like spiderwebs spread frantically across the entire dragon head at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Roar... woo..."
The Three-Headed Demonic Dragon's Thunder Dragon head let out its final cry of its life, a wail filled with pain and resentment!
The light in its massive, lava-like eyes quickly dimmed.
It felt an indescribable power explode from beneath that tiny human's foot!
That power ignored all its defenses and its powerful Rank Six physical body.
It acted directly on its skull and its brain!
Boom—!!!
Under the completely petrified and utterly horrified gazes of everyone...
...that colossal, once-unbeatable Thunder Dragon head, along with its indestructible skull and the complex brain structure within...
...shattered with a bang!
Red, white, and liquids of various colors gushed out from the shattered head like an erupting volcano!
The scene was bloody to the extreme!
And... shocking to the extreme!
One kick!
Just one single kick!
A genuine Rank Six Three-Headed Demonic Dragon, capable of destroying a city, had its most powerful central Thunder Dragon head... crushed like that?!
"..."
The entire world fell into a dead silence once again.
Whether it was the members of Xuanyuan University or the Students of the Federal First Military Academy...
...everyone's brains completely short-circuited at this moment.
They stared blankly at the youth who still maintained his stomping posture, with not even a single wrinkle on the hem of his clothes.
Their minds were a total blank.
"Gulp."
Someone swallowed hard with difficulty.
This imperceptible sound was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the dead silence.
"I... holy shit... what... what did I just see?"
Shi Lei's voice became stuttering and incoherent due to extreme shock and fear.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, unable to believe everything he saw.
"One... one kick... and it was... crushed just like that?"
Lei Qian's mouth was wide open, enough to fit a fist.
His eyes, flickering with lightning, were filled with confusion and self-doubt.
He remembered.
Not long ago, he had taken the initiative to challenge Wang Pingan because of his "arrogance."
Now it seemed...
...what was the difference between his behavior then and an ant jumping around in front of a Tyrannosaurus Rex?
Lin Zhan's perpetually frozen, ice-cold face finally cracked completely.
His hand holding the spear was trembling uncontrollably and violently.
It wasn't fear.
It was a kind of... tremor and excitement from witnessing a higher level of unattainable power!
He looked at Wang Pingan's back, and in those pitch-black eyes, a flame called "desire" burned like never before!
Meanwhile, Qin Wushuang had completely slumped onto the ground.
He looked at the youth who had crushed the Rank Six demonic dragon's head with a single kick.
At this moment, his Dao Heart, which had just reconsolidated, shattered with a "crack" even more thoroughly than that dragon head.
He knew he was finished for the rest of his life.
He would live forever in this man's shadow.
Never to rise again.
...
"Roar—!!!"
After seeing their "brother" brutally crushed by a single kick, the other two dragon heads...
...in their massive eyes, there was no more anger or tyranny.
Only endless fear remained!
They were afraid!
They were completely terrified by the human before them!
Without a second thought, they dragged their heavily injured bodies and turned to flee!
Was this a joke?
Even their leader had been crushed by a single kick; wouldn't the two of them just be throwing their lives away?
As long as the green hills remain, one need not worry about firewood!
However.
They wanted to run.
But Wang Pingan had no intention of letting them go.
"Want to leave?"
Wang Pingan's voice drifted down leisurely from above their heads.
"Did you get my permission?"
The moment the words fell.
Wang Pingan's figure vanished once again from atop the shattered dragon head.
When he reappeared...
...he had silently arrived in front of the right dragon head that controlled the power of flames.
"No—!"
When that Fire Dragon head saw the devilish face with a warm smile right before its eyes...
...it let out one last shrill roar filled with despair and fear!
It opened its mouth, wanting to spew out all its remaining Dragon Flame to take the opponent down with it!
But how could Wang Pingan give it that chance?
He raised his hand.
Facing that bloody maw preparing to breathe fire...
...he slapped it casually.
He didn't use any martial techniques.
It was just a seemingly ordinary, even somewhat casual, loud slap across the face.
Slap—!!!
A crisp, loud slap that echoed through the entire canyon rang out with a bang!
The next second.
Under the completely numb gazes of everyone...
...that colossal Fire Dragon head, comparable to a heavy truck, was slapped so hard it... flew into the air!
It spun seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air.
Then, with an unparalleled, tragic, and miserable posture...
...it slammed heavily into the hard canyon rock wall hundreds of meters away!
Rumble—!!!
The entire canyon shook violently!
The hard rock wall was smashed into a massive pit over twenty meters in diameter by the terrifying impact!
The Fire Dragon head slid down from the pit like a pile of mud.
Its skull had been completely shattered by that slap!
Brain matter and blood flowed all over the ground.
It couldn't be any deader.
One kick, one slap.
Two of the Rank Six Three-Headed Demonic Dragon's heads were gone.
Only the last one remained, the left dragon head that controlled the power of frost.
At this moment, it was frozen in place.
Trembling.
It looked at the youth slowly walking toward it.
Its massive ice-blue eyes were filled with tears.