His Physical Body Constitution received a spike of 10 billion points to reach a shocking 34 billion points, while his speed and defenses also underwent a dramatic change.
A spike in physical strength!
A spike in speed!
A spike in defenses!
The change between one moment and the next was the most clearly felt by Meng Lei, the one currently being beaten up.
What Meng Lei felt just a moment ago when he was facing Mond Aston’s beating had been severe, intense pain. His whole body had been close to breaking apart. But now, the pain had reduced significantly to become a normal level of pain that was completely within an acceptable range.
What did that imply?
It implied that despite how Mond Aston’s attacks hadn’t eased up, his pain had instead been reduced. This could only mean that... Meng Lei’s endurance had increased.
His defenses had been greatly enhanced!
“To what extent has my speed reached?”
Meng Lei’s eyelid twitched. He ducked the instant Mond Aston’s fist came smashing toward him. With a flash, he was already 100 meters away.
Mond Aston’s punch landed on thin air, and he stumbled forward, almost falling onto the ground. His expression changed as he looked at Meng Lei, who was standing 100 meters away.
He’s... actually managed to duck!
He clearly couldn’t just now, yet he has managed to now!
“Your attacks are extremely sharp. In particular, your speed is the fastest among all the opponents I’ve faced.”
As Meng Lei floated in mid-air and took in the endless strength pumping through his body, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
“It’s just a pity that I’m even faster!”
Whoosh!
His voice was still reverberating in the air when a series of afterimages flitted by. By then, Meng Lei was already behind Mond Aston.
With a bend of his elbow, his hand balled into a fist and went flying out.
His series of actions reached the absolute pinnacle of speed. It was so fast that his fist struck Mond Aston before he could even react.
Boom!
It held great impact and a heavy force that broke through everything.
“Ugh!”
Blood sprayed from Mond Aston, and he doubled over at once, the impact almost causing him to throw up the beef brains that he had eaten earlier.
A single punch alone had heavily injured him!
“Why has your strength suddenly spiked so much?”
Stunned by the change, Mond Aston was shocked and horrified.
“This...”
“How did that happen?”
The audience at the Dragon God Cathedral was close to breaking down. Was that a battle or a goddamn roller coaster ride? Could they finish it in one go instead of having so many twists and turns?
Their hearts couldn’t take it!
...
Up against Meng Lei, whose physical strength and speed had undergone a dramatic spike, Mond Aston’s outcome had long since been destined—in other words, to be beaten up!
Whoosh!
As though a ghost, Meng Lei appeared at one place one moment and another place the next. He was like an afterimage constantly striking at Mond Aston.
A punch, two kicks, three elbow jabs...
A series of attack combinations later, Mond Aston was reduced to a punching bag and pummeled by Meng Lei once more.
And this time round, it was different from the previous time. Not only was he unable to make a comeback, but he instead started to suffer injuries—and serious ones—the kind getting more and more serious, too—at that!
As they watched Mond Aston, who was heavily injured and throwing up blood, the audience’s wishes at the cathedral finally came true.
The battle didn’t undergo any more twists and turns.
But... They simply couldn’t rejoice at all.
“He’s lost!”
“Mond Aston has actually lost!”
“Oh my dragon god! Is that guy the devil? He’s only 16 years old, yet even Mond Aston is no match for him?”
“Isn’t Mond Aston a double bloodline-holder? His transformation just now was only for one of his bloodlines, right? He still has another bloodline that he hasn’t used. Why isn’t he using it?”
At the spectators’ words, President Luke instead gave a wry chuckle. Mond Aston indeed held two different bloodlines, and the other one—the White Tiger bloodline—was, in fact, even stronger than the Netherworld White Tiger bloodline.
However, how would the heavily injured Mond Aston possibly be Meng Lei’s match, even if he activated his White Tiger bloodline?
“The outcome is clear!”
Frederick the 32nd sighed a little emotionally and said, “Mond Aston has lost the battle!”
“How brilliant, Your Majesty!”
President Fred bowed slightly.
“President Fred, your academy’s Meng Lei is indeed extremely outstanding!” Frederick the 32nd marveled, and then, he asked in puzzlement, “But there’s something I find rather odd—why did his speed suddenly spike just now?”
“That... I wouldn’t know!” Fred shook his head lightly. “Perhaps he was hiding his strength. There’s also a chance that he had derived a greater degree of comprehension of some kind of laws of nature at the critical moment.”
“Is that so?”
Frederick the 32nd’s brows drew together lightly, clearly not quite satisfied with such an explanation. Regardless, he didn’t press any further but continued to watch the magic screen instead.
And like what he had said, the outcome was clear.
A few rounds later, the heavily injured Mond Aston wasn’t able to make any sort of effective attack at all, and at last, he collapsed from his wounds.
“I’ve finally settled the case.” Meng Lei heaved a sigh of relief.
That fellow was indeed a difficult one to deal with. If he hadn’t spent 10 Laws of Nature Origin Crystals to raise his Gods-Slaying Rat bloodline assimilation rate, he might just really have flopped unexpectedly and gotten pummeled by him.
“The Dragon God Empire has many talents in hiding, indeed.” Meng Lei was rather emotional as he muttered to himself, “I’m already cheating so much, yet there are still people
