Chapter 299: Overbearing Qi Covers The World, Even Farts Are Powerful
As the saying goes, when you show off for too long, you tend to attract even more ostentatious individuals.
And here I am, currently showing off like a goddamn maniac.
In the distance, the teleportation channel of the Sato Clan suddenly flashed with an incomparably dazzling light. Immediately afterward, a roar like thunder echoed through the sky;
“Bold scoundrel! How dare you cruelly kill my Sato Clan members? You deserve death!”
Before the roar even faded, a burly middle-aged man in magnificent attire shot out of the channel like lightning. The moment this person appeared, he instantly exuded an immensely powerful and unparalleled Overbearing Qi, which began to contend with my own. The two auras clashed head-on, like two invisible ferocious giant beasts fiercely battling, neither gaining the upper hand for a time.
My brow furrowed slightly, and I stared intently at this unexpected challenger who had appeared out of nowhere.
I saw him flex his arms, and a powerful spiritual power pressure directly merged into his Overbearing Qi.
When he finished doing this, the strong individuals who had been paralyzed by Big Brother’s Overbearing Qi began to regain their ability to move again as they felt this new force intervene. With expressions of pleasant surprise, they hurriedly cupped their fists in salute towards the middle-aged man and shouted in unison:
“Clan Leader!”
“Lord Clan Leader!”
“Lord Sato Fumio!”
Hearing the foolish cries of this group, I didn’t even need to think to know that this unwelcome old fellow was definitely no ordinary person; he was the damned Clan Leader of the Sato Clan, Sato Fumio himself!
Damn it, Big Brother here hates it when idiots interrupt my showing off. So, killing intent flickered in my eyes, and my gaze remained fixed on him.
This is because a look can actually kill; it’s just that if you’re strong enough, the person being stared at will feel a chill from the bottom of their heart, perhaps even break out in a cold sweat, or worse, get sick from fear.
However, the prerequisite for this kind of technique is that the person being stared at must be vastly, vastly weaker than oneself.
And this guy clearly wasn’t among that group.
The look he gave me wasn’t any less intense than my killing intent. If my Killing Aura wasn’t strong enough, he could have completely suppressed me with his own powerful spiritual power, rendering me unable to breathe. After all, how long have I been cultivating?
Whereas this old fellow has existed for who knows how many years; his control over spiritual power clearly surpassed my imagination.
But so what? I don’t cultivate spiritual power, I cultivate Mysterious Power. Although I can’t match him in terms of strength, don’t forget, my real strength has never been Mysterious Power, but my innate and continuously growing Overbearing Qi.
Moreover, my Overbearing Qi is vastly different from that of ordinary people. My Overbearing Qi has grown through countless instances of being oppressed; it’s not something formed after achieving a high position like theirs. Therefore, Young Master’s Overbearing Qi inherently possesses the function of growing stronger when facing stronger opponents, as well as the trait of never yielding.
This bastard, after suppressing my Overbearing Qi, didn’t waste any more words. Seeing that those affected by me had recovered, he laughed mockingly, filled with rage, and said; “You brat rely solely on your powerful Overbearing Qi to dare act so savagely. Now that your Overbearing Qi is neutralized, let’s see what other tricks you have!”
I raised my eyebrows nonchalantly, my expression clearly daring him to try.
Seeing my reaction, after a brief display of bravado, he waved his hand. The other strong individuals, like a swarm of wasps, charged at me once again.
Unlike the situation over there, my brothers behind me all became tense when they saw that their opponent’s Clan Leader could suppress my Overbearing Qi, but they remained silent.
Only Xue Pan, that brat, showed his uncertainty and couldn’t help but ask me; “B-Big Brother, what do we do?”
I still didn’t turn my head, and said coldly; “What do we do? What else can we do? Nothing but fight! Let’s take them down!”
As soon as I finished speaking, Jin Buque, Gouzi, Lesser Bodhisattva, Mingyue, and Xiong Shan, who had only recently awakened, charged towards the surrounding strong individuals.
Since Xue Pan only had his small cannon between his legs remaining as a weapon, his defense was pitifully low, and he stayed close behind me, not rushing forward recklessly.
I turned back with a wicked grin, my crimson eyes startling him greatly.
He quickly stammered out towards me;
“B-B-Big Brother… I…”
I rolled my eyes at him impatiently; “What ‘I’? If you can’t charge, just watch. Watch as I teach you what it means to have Overbearing Qi that covers the world, so powerful that even farting can blow people away. Just watch.”
After hearing my ridiculously casual words, his gaze towards me improved slightly.
I reached out and patted his shoulder; I arranged it, saying; “I’ll be the main assault, you provide support.”
Xue Pan nodded subconsciously, and then I saw Big Brother arch his butt towards the wasps in the sky, clenching my fists, gritting my teeth, and giving a mighty push;
“Bang bang bang bang bang~!”
“Bang bang bang bang bang~!”
Countless farts were released continuously, like compressed air cannons, bursting forth from me. Besides the lingering taste of the leeks I had eaten that morning, over eighty percent of them were Overbearing Qi and Killing Aura.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Dozens of slightly weaker strong individuals were blown into bloody mist after receiving the divine fart attack from Laozi.
Some of the stronger ones became dizzy and immediately froze in place, swaying uncontrollably.
Witnessing this scene, the brothers rejoiced.
They were shocked and spoke out one after another;
Lesser Bodhisattva; “Holy crap, Big Brother!”
Jin Buque; “Damn, Big Brother is indeed Big Brother. Even his farts are extraordinary.”
Gouzi; “Old Ghost, teach me this move when you have time, so I don’t have to rely on my own shit.”
Mingyue rolled her eyes upward and patted her forehead; “Brother, do you ever fight with any dignity?”
Xiong Shan, Xiba, and Bìlán, the three who had just sobered up, began to imitate me as they fought;
“Pfft, pfft.” However, their strength was slightly inferior, only managing to push the strong individuals in front of their buttocks to cover their noses.
Xue Pan, seeing that the strong individuals who were hit by my farts but didn’t explode immediately were still milling around in a daze.
He raised his small cannon and decisively began to follow up with shots;
“Aduh!”
“Pew pew pew”
“Brrrrrt brrrrrt brrrrrt……”
Lao Gou, after releasing a few farts, felt it wasn’t as effective as the shit he could produce, so he started to defecate and throw at the same time;
While throwing, he loudly shouted; “Fire in the hole!”
Sato Fumio saw this, his brow furrowed. Witnessing the heavy casualties among his subordinates again, he retracted his pretense of being cool. He drew a Red Tassel Spear, as thick as a thirty-meter-long electric pole, from his storage ring, intending to give Big Brother’s butt a good poke to promptly plug the source of my continuously releasing Overbearing Qi-infused farts.
