Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 1235: Determine the Winner

Chapter 1235: Chapter 1235: Determine the Winner

"That was close, that was close; the materials from the ancient Super Civilization are indeed useful, otherwise..." the masked man quickly recovered, then shook his head, "Sorry, I overestimated myself just now. It won’t happen again."

"Is that so?" Before the words were out, the big boss punched the masked man.

"You rascal!" The masked man, having been hit, immediately struck back with twice the power, but the big boss dodged it.

"Knowing what you’re capable of, you think I’d be that foolish?" the big boss said as he landed a second punch on the masked man’s side, sending him flying again.

With a heavy blow to the head, the masked man fell to the ground, feeling dizzy and very uncomfortable. Sensing the big boss was coming to finish him, he quickly stood up and threw a punch, but it missed its target.

The big boss couldn’t help but laugh, landing a third punch on the masked man’s jaw, sending him into the air.

However, the big boss’s movements were lightning-fast as he caught the flying masked man and slammed him hard into the ground.

At a disadvantage, the masked man was trying to get up when the big boss struck him hard on the back of the head again, taunting, "How does it feel? Not very pleasant, is it?"

With a roar, the masked man exploded with power, managing to send the big boss flying, finally easing the dire situation.

Seeing the masked man counterattack, the big boss chose not to meet force with force but to move around, dodging the assaults and letting the masked man’s punches miss.

Leng Le, watching from a distance, inwardly praised the big boss for his intelligence, knowing that taking hits only made the masked man stronger. Thus, the big boss dodged those strikes, letting the masked man’s power dissipate before seizing the moment to counterattack.

"How about that? I told you, having mastered the Immortal Body, I’ve had several masters die by my hands, and you are about to be next," the big boss punched the masked man solidly and immediately pulled back to avoid a direct confrontation.

The masked man touched the spot where he had been punched and massaged it, saying, "You indeed are tougher than Zhuo Hang, but no matter; you probably haven’t encountered Zhuo Hang, otherwise you would have known of my existence and my other skill."

"What, you have other abilities." The big boss wasn’t sure if his opponent was just bluffing. If the masked man could truly defeat Zhuo Hang, who possessed perfect immortality, he might also defeat the big boss.

The masked man added faintly, "My power is running low; the effect of the Immortal Body significantly declines, which you could foresee."

"Exactly, it’s because of such characteristics of Martial Arts that I didn’t pursue it; having perfect immortality is sufficient." Saying that, the big boss continued his aggressive attacks, maintaining his previous strategy of letting the masked man expend power, then pressing the attack.

The battle between the two was closely matched in attack, defense, dodging, speed, and explosiveness. It was an extraordinarily fierce fight. As time went on, however, the masked man’s power kept decreasing, his defense weakened, and his ability to retalize diminished significantly.

"What’s the matter, you seem to be getting weaker," the big boss laughed boisterously, seizing the opportunity to break one of the masked man’s arms, then sent him flying with another punch.

At this moment, in the mind of the big boss, the victory was already decided. He possessed perfect immortality and could stand up countless times, while the masked man, now with his power severely diminished and an arm broken.

Leng Le also felt the outcome was clear at this moment and even prepared to flee once the masked man was finished off.

Yet, the resolve of the masked man was not diminished; he slowly stood up, his body slightly trembling and unstable, but he showed no sign of giving up.

This time, the big boss crossed his arms, watching indifferently as his opponent stood up again, then arrogantly remarked, "I admire your resilient spirit, but sadly you’re no match for me. You might as well surrender to me..." His statement was abruptly cut off because he was shocked to see the masked man’s injuries healing, the broken arm gradually restoring.

"How can you... could it be..." the big boss couldn’t believe it. Judging from the aura, the opponent wasn’t a vampire, yet he possessed such powerful regenerative abilities.

Only to hear the masked man give a faint smile, "That’s right, Zhuo Hang had the same expression when he saw my recovery ability."

The big boss’s face darkened, "You also possess perfect immortality, tell me, where did you get it from?"

The masked man pointed towards the direction of Dark City, causing the big boss to become puzzled, "Impossible, if there was a way to obtain perfect immortality there, they wouldn’t just be vampires."

"You’ll know if you go there." The masked man’s injuries fully healed, and he took a deep breath, "Alright, we can continue now. Zhuo Hang has already fallen to my hands, it’s about time we decide who indeed holds the strongest claim to perfect immortality."

"A fine title, isn’t it obvious? It has to be me," the big boss growled and charged forward.

The masked man charged as well, no longer relying on his Martial Arts but solely on the power of perfect immortality to determine the outcome with the big boss.

The two exchanged punches and kicks, neither willing to back down, engaging in a fiercely intense battle.

The entire street, including shops and cars, was heavily damaged, but they were oblivious and uncaring, solely focused on defeating their opponent to prove who was the strongest.

Leng Le watched with a pounding heart, continuously cheering for the masked man, hoping he could defeat the big boss.

In the meantime, a lot of security personnel also arrived, but seeing the inhuman level of their fight, none dared to intervene.

The fight lasted an entire hour, with the big boss gradually showing signs of fatigue, while the masked man became invigorated, bringing his power back to its peak and using the Immortal Body to repeatedly knock the big boss to the ground.

Ultimately, like Zhuo Hang, the big boss could not withstand the masked man’s formidable strength and was knocked unconscious.

The masked man stood erect, indifferently watching his opponent laying at his feet, then grabbed the big boss’s collar and dragged him away, his cold and invincible presence intimidating all the onlookers.

Seeing the masked man victorious, Leng Le finally relaxed, relieved she had chosen the right master. Now she could rest easy, though she wondered why the masked man was taking the big boss away.