Du Fei wasn’t that fast, but compared to Shan Shou, he had the advantage. Shan Shou was just too clumsy and awkward, running around slowly and punching just as lamely. She was at it for a while but she couldn’t even touch him.
“God, the jig is up.” Mo Yu held his face.
Shan Shou’s defense was godlike, quite literally, but her attacks were childish.
Xin Xiaowei was dumbstruck.
She regretted it so badly right now. If only she did the same as Du Fei, she might’ve won.
“She’s as dumb as a rock. She knows no martial arts, nor magical arts. S***…” Mo Yu cursed.
Shan Shou punched and moved like an amateur. Oh, she did gave her all, but nothing seemed to connect with Du Fei.
Mo Yu jumped, “Fool, if you can’t beat him then don’t even think of asking for my help!”
Thunder frowned at him.
Mo Yu sensed it and sat right back down.
This was an election to choose the charge of China division. If Shan Shou was indeed elected, Mo Yu’s words would hold a whole nother meaning.
Mo Yu egged Shan Shou on. She roared and charged.
She wanted to grab Du Fei.
Du Fei flashed now and then, blinding her. Shan Shou’s power wasn’t bad, but her speed left much to be desired. She raved but couldn’t get him within reach.
“A dumb pig like you is only useful in a pen!”
Mo Yu cursed under his breath, knowing Shan Shou had no way of winning now.
And that was the truth of it.
Du Fei found his chance and kicked, sending Shan Shou out of bounds.
Shan Shou got to her feet and was about to chase Du Fei, but the referee stepped in.
The match was over.
Thunder applauded, “Great, having both brawns and brains. Du Fei, right? I expect great things from you.”
With victory in hand, Du Fei was now in charge of China division.
The other Asian divisions executives copied Thunder, and even Akita Jiro did the same.
Shan Shou panted, watching Mo Yu helplessly.
“You goddamned fool!”
Mo Yu started raining blows on Shan Shou.
“What are you doing?”
Du Fei kicked him away.
“What are you doing? She is under me. I can kick and curse her however I want! What’s it to you?”
Du Fei snickered, “She’s under you? Mo Yu, you dare say that when you know what this election is all about?”
Mo Yu reeled.
Thunder nodded, “Correct. This election is to choose the man in charge of China division. Mo Yu, you sure have a black heart.”
“No, never. I just got carried away is all.”
“Ho~.”
A dozen meters away, Thunder flashed and Mo Yu spurted blood before collapsing.
“Oops, guess I got carried away as well.” Thunder said.
“Ahhh~”
Mo Yu’s death sent Shan Shou into a mad dash at Thunder.
Thunder flashed, living up to his codename. Shan Shou had no chance of catching him.
Thunder kept on flashing around and striking Shan Shou over twenty times, but no matter how easily he killed Mo Yu, it was another matter for Shan Shou.
“Such freakish power. I am one of the twelve strongest in Thunderstruck yet I can’t even scratch you.”
Thunder sighed, “Shan Shou, I don’t know what went on between you and Mo Yu, but I can tell he had no intention of holding his end. He only used you. Forget about him. What he promised, I can as well!”
Shan Shou had truly lost it, still raving at Thunder.
“What can a hideous freak can do, anyway?”
Thunderstruck Enterprise Asia headquarters’ Akita Jiro snorted as he unsheathed the treasure sword at his waist.
“Ha!”
“Clang!”
Akita Jiro held his position thanks to power. He and his weapon were one while also reaching the peak of fifth level as early as twenty years ago. His Focused Strike had reached the emptiness stage.
Clang!
The blade stopped on Shan Shou’s body, to Akita Jiro’s shock. He just couldn’t accept his proud Focused Strike turning useless.
Completely useless…
‘How is this possible?’
“Maybe..”
But Shan Shou now got a hold on Akita Jiro, using her two hands to tear him in two…
Gore and blood pooled on the ground…
Everyone was appalled.
He was the Thunderstruck Enterprise Asia headquarters’ leader. He, who was invincible for twenty years, died just like that?
Shan Shou threw away his remains and went for Thunder.
Thunder was cautious now. He no longer approached her and used his speed to his advantage.
“Stop her!”
Thunder shouted, “F*ck, anyone who can stop her will become the next Asia headquarters’ leader!”
Thunder was one of the twelve elites in the Thunderstruck Enterprise’ headquarters. He was the son of Thunderstruck Enterprise’s big boss and could back up such claims.
At his words, the crowed jumped in. They all wished for a quick jump to power and it clouded their judgment.
Bang!
Pff…
Pff…
Pff…
No matter who got close to Shan Shou, they’d ultimately fall to pieces. Her speed and attack speed were horrible, but her power left one shaking in his boots. No one could escape being ripped in twain.
In the middle of this chaos, Shan Shou caught on her next victim, a middle-aged man who shined golden. She tried many times to rip him off, but the guy held it together. She tried harder this time, planting his head under her foot and using both hands on his legs.
Once, twice, trice…
And the golden glowing man’s neck gave…
“Ahh~, she just ripped apart Zhang Dayong, the expert in Golden Armor. “
“Zhang Dayong trained in the Golden Armor for fourty years, yet… yet.”
Now they all scurried away, no longer charmed by the fabled promise of power.
The blood soaked Shan Shou noticed Thunder among them and roared.
“F*ck, f*ck!” Thunder curse, but even he had no choice but to run in the face of the berserk Shan Shou…
“You’re telling me there’s no one in Asia that can kill her?” Thunder ran and cried.
“Not just one, but many. I will stop her!”
In a flash of white, Du Fei barred Shan Shou.
