A farm that breeds gods and demons
Chapter 771 - 589: Chosen

Chapter 771: Chapter 589: Chosen

Among these five major forced, the most arrogant was Ah Kuang, who had just been punched so hard that his nose bled. The lion-headed and minotaur groups also constituted one faction, led by a blond lion-headed man. Another faction was led by a long-haired man, who was only half-clothed and lying on a bed.

At this moment, the scar-faced lion-headed man had stunned everyone with his audacious proclamation to be the one and only boss here. He had demonstrated an incredibly powerful prowess.

The man who resembled a bamboo stick was already in shock. Su Yu noticed that despite the silver shackles on his feet, the scar-faced lion-headed man showed outstanding power. Su Yu deduced that his power surpassed the Bronze Warrior of the Ninth level. Although the "Sacred Eye" couldn’t gauge his true strength, Su Yu felt it was beyond the Bronze Warrior’s level.

No wonder he dared to make such a bold claim. The scar-faced lion-headed man did possess the arrogance, as was made evident when twenty A Kuang’s men rushed up, only to be swiftly knocked down. The remaining men revealed astonished expressions. Suddenly, a roar echoed from behind: "Get out of the way!"

Then there was "rumbling", and there came Ah Kuang, wiping the blood off his face, with his eyes burning with rage, staring at the scar-faced lion-headed man, advancing towards him.

Ah Kuang was clearly thoroughly enraged. Su Yu could even faintly sense a terrifying energy erupting from him.

The other lion-headed and minotaur factions fell silent as the scar-faced lion-headed man’s arrogance had upset them, they saw no reason to get involved nor defend him.

Laughing wildly, the scar-faced lion-headed man taunts, "In my heyday, I dominated the world. But for a dose of sleeping draught, I would not have been captured and placed here. And yet, you dare give me orders?"

In order to assert himself as the sole boss here, he knew he had to establish his authority with his overpowering strength. Ah Kuang, seemed like the perfect example to make his point. The scar-faced lion-headed man revealed a sinister smirk on his face as Ah Kuang began walking towards him. He eyed the men and decided they were ideal for becoming his subordinates.

The scar-faced lion-headed man, watched the approaching Ah Kuang with a malevolent grin. Despite the heavy shackles on their feet, which limited their power and speed, their movements elsewhere remained unaffected. As Ah Kuang slowly walked forward, a surge of energy erupted from his body. When he reached within three meters, he suddenly extended his arm and swung his fist at the scar-faced lion-headed man.

The scar-faced lion-headed man chuckled scornfully, finding Ah Kuang’s action childish. Just as he readied himself to sidestep and counter, he realized the heavy shackles on his legs prevented any deft movements.

Dread filled his heart too late to defend himself. He was instantly hit in the chest by Ah Kuang’s fist, whose fingers had transformed into sharp claws. Ah Kuang roared, his muscles began to bulge, and silver armor-like metal appeared on his right arm. The scar-faced lion-headed man was lifted into the air and thrown violently.

With a deafening crash, the scar-faced lion-headed man was hurled against a wall, screaming in agony.

The impact was so powerful that Su Yu estimated it could have dented a steel wall but the walls of Prison No. 5 were seemingly unaffected thanks to mysterious charms on them. The scar-faced lion-headed man, however, was spewing blood and was violently thrown back.

Ah Kuang let out an angry howl, his eyes filled with bloodlust, he raised his foot and forcefully stomped down.

With a loud snap, the scar-faced lionheaded man screamed as the bones in his left arm ruptured. His left arm was instantly rendered useless.

Ah Kuang laughed cruelly and stomped his foot down again, breaking the right arm of the scar-faced lion-headed man.

The scar-faced lion-headed man’s anguished screams sent shockwaves through the silent crowd. The long-haired man, who had been lying on the bed in his underwear stirred, and sat up. Upon witnessing the defeat of the scar-faced lion-headed man, he chuckled lightly, softly said "Another fool who overestimates himself. How is this world full of idiots who think they are invincible?" and laid back down.

Naturally, the fool here referred to the bruised and battered scar-faced lion-headed man.

After breaking the arms of the scar-faced lion-headed man, Ah Kuang stopped. The silver armor-like pieces that had been formed on his right arm retracted and disappeared. He pointed to the bleeding, screaming scar-faced lion-headed man on the ground and said sternly: "Drag him to the back and take good care of him tonight. Just don’t kill him."

The men who the scar-faced lion-headed man had injured earlier, surged forward. They dragged him, with his nonfunctioning arms and cumbersome shackles, to the end of Prison No.5, leaving a long trail of blood in their wake.

Soon, the lion-headed man who was dragged to the back let out a sharp, fearful, and desperate howl. This night, the lion-headed man spent in such terrifying shrieks of fear until dawn when his throat was completely hoarse, unable to make even a slight sound.

As soon as Su Yu and the three newcomers entered Prison No.5, they faced provocations. Likewise, Qin Jiagui and the other newcomers faced a similar situation when they entered Prison No.18.

Just like Su Yu, Qin Jiagui was also a Seventh Order Bronze Warrior, and due to his fair and handsome figure, he immediately caught the attention of the boss in Prison No.18.

This Prison No.18 held more inmates than Prison No.5, with over one hundred and fifty people. Although the prison was also divided into five or six factions, there was a boss whose orders were never questioned. And that boss singled out Qin Jiagui.

This boss was a bald man with an Azure Dragon tattooed on his left cheek. He appeared calm and gentle, but everyone in Prison No.18 knew his methods were terrifying.

As soon as Qin Jiagui walked in, the bald man approached him.

Those who were initially blocking Qin Jiagui, quickly moved away. Anyone who understood this bald man’s tastes knew that Qin Jiagui had caught his eye.

Without Su Yu by his side, Qin Jiagui was already on edge, had resolved not to cause trouble during the half month, but as soon as he entered Prison No.18, trouble found him. A group of seemingly powerful men surrounded him. Just when Qin Jiagui’s hair stood on end, the group dispersed and then he saw the bald man with the Azure Dragon tattoo approaching.

This bald man looked at Qin Jiagui with a gentle smile, reached out his hand and said, "I am Song Rong, brother, what’s your name?"

"Qin Jiagui." Seeing the bald man’s gentle demeanor, Qin Jiagui relaxed a little, he reached out and shook Song Rong’s hand, only to feel his hand being gripped like it was clamped by an iron post. Suddenly, the bald man’s other hand rested on his shoulder and with a grinning smile, Song Rong said, "Qin Jiagui? Nice name, young brother, you’re very good looking, this delicate skin and..." As he spoke, he stretched out his long, reddish tongue and licked Qin Jiagui’s face.

Qin Jiagui immediately felt a rush of nausea as he angrily exclaimed, "What are you doing?" He flexed his arms, trying to push Song Rong away, but Song Rong just tightened his grip, holding Qin Jiagui even firmer.

Qin Jiagui was horrified, realizing that Song Rong’s arms were like steel posts, he couldn’t move them at all.

"Hey guys, come help," Song Rong called over a few more men with a strange smirk on his face. A few brutish looking men approached and proficiently started to hold down Qin Jiagui’s head, and clutch onto his arms and legs. Everyone’s strength was far beyond that of a Ninth level Bronze Warrior, and as a Seventh-Order Bronze Warrior, Qin Jiagui was no match for them and was forced to bend over.

"What are you doing?" Qin Jiagui asked, his voice a mix of surprise and anger. The bald man, Song Rong, had already started to take off Qin Jiagui’s pants.

"Damn it—" Qin Jiagui felt a surge of rage as he finally realized what they were going to do to him. He had only ever seen this kind of thing in television and novels, and couldn’t believe he was now experiencing it.

"Get off, you sick bastards—" Qin Jiagui shouted in anger while violently shaking his body. Instantaneously, his skin turned to a bronze metallic color and the power within his body began to erupt.

"Huh?" The four men who held him down exclaimed in surprise at the formidable force that was suddenly erupting from Qin Jiagui.

"Two more, this kid’s got something strange—" someone yelled. The other men also started to release their terrifying power. Song Rong calmly rubbed his bald head and chuckled. The Azure Dragon on his left cheek glowed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the glow extended to his arms and fists.

With a "bam", he landed a punch on Qin Jiagui’s chest.

Qin Jiagui, who was struggling to break free, suddenly felt like his chest was hit by a tremendous force, as if it was about to explode, the strength drained from him, and Song Rong was already there, giving a relaxed smile, then striking his neck with the back of his hand. (To be continued. Please visit www.qidian.com for more Chapters. Support the author, support official reading!)