Chapter 3234 Overwhelming
Chapter 3234 Overwhelming
Chapter 3234 Overwhelming
Bodhi...
His skin was dark and his feet were particularly large. He still stood at three meters tall, a height that was shockingly huge for someone who was a pure-blooded Human. And yet, it only seemed natural on him and his long legs.
Tenzin...
His skin was practically the opposite of Bodhi's, reflecting white light. He was short and his belly seemed built like an iron wok. Every breath he took moved his diaphragm up like a weighted anchor, shaking the space in the surroundings.
He might have been just 5'7" or so, but his presence was suddenly much larger than anything he had displayed until now... There was nothing fat and jovial about him at this moment.
Mirae...
A delicate beauty who looked like she would much rather be sowing something rather than standing on a battlefield. Her fingers were covered in rings, and her temperament was the most reserved of all three. Yet... she felt no less dangerous. All three of these young men and women were bald, their hair shaved down to the point even their follicles were no longer visible. And every one of them radiated the same dangerous aura.
Leonel slowly lowered his spear. And then, in a sight that no one could quite understand, he put it away.
"Don't bother to speak." Leonel stopped them as Bodhi opened his mouth to say something. "I've been trying to work on my temper, and I have a feeling if cowards like you and your people start speaking now, I'll lose control of it. That won't be a good showing for my kids, now would it? Don't you think?"
Leonel shook out his wrists and the large sleeves of his robes flared outward. There was a crackle in the air and it suddenly sounded as though countless firecrackers were going off in Leonel's body.
What no one here understood was that Leonel's body had been a warm engine before. It was revving up... but it was only that. He had still yet to reach his peak.
After years without battle, the rust was falling off slowly, and the flow of his Force was only growing smoother.
Plus, one also had to factor in the fact that he had only just now had a great and sudden breakthrough. He still had to get used to the new power that was at his fingertips as well.
But if there was anyone in the world that could quickly get a hold of their body... it was Leonel Morales.
Right now, however... he would have much preferred to feel the faces of these people deforming beneath his own knuckles and flesh.
If he was going to rank a hierarchy of those that had pissed him off the most on this Idol Battlefield, number one would be the Regulator, but a close number two would be the Ancient Humans who had triggered its existence to begin with.
The fact that these Ancient Humans had also gone off into hiding while the rest of their Race was treated as the shit to scrape off the bottom of every other Race's shoe all this time only filled Leonel with more fury,
Leonel raised an eyebrow. "Am I too strong? Or are you just too weak? The Idol
Battlefield chose you?"
Leah blinked in the distance. "Daddy's being mean again, mommy."
Aina chuckled.
This time, Leonel had no choice but to ignore his daughter's words. The last time was
too embarrassing.
In the end, he shook his head. He knew what the problem was here.
All anyone saw was his usual attack, but what he saw was...
Another world was wrapped around Leonel. A violet dragon wound its way around his
fist, hidden from sight, and yet bolstering his fist's strength nonetheless.
This was the path of his father, the strength of [Final Destruction]... matched with
[Final Creation].
The latter of these two was self-created by Leonel as a mirror to his father's technique and he had yet to pick apart all the details just yet.
But the short of it was that he wasn't overwhelming Tenzin in terms of fist skill. Instead, he was overwhelming him in a way that Leonel had rarely experienced since he left the Dimensional Verse. In fact, even while he was in the Dimensional Verse, he rarely if ever had this feeling.
Rather than overwhelming his enemy with his intelligence or his skill...
He was overwhelming them in raw power.
He hadn't had to show off his real skills yet... because he was crushing them without relying on it at all.
Bodhi...
His skin was dark and his feet were particularly large. He still stood at three meters tall, a height that was shockingly huge for someone who was a pure-blooded Human. And yet, it only seemed natural on him and his long legs.
Tenzin...
His skin was practically the opposite of Bodhi's, reflecting white light. He was short and his belly seemed built like an iron wok. Every breath he took moved his diaphragm up like a weighted anchor, shaking the space in the surroundings.
He might have been just 5'7" or so, but his presence was suddenly much larger than anything he had displayed until now... There was nothing fat and jovial about him at this moment.
Mirae...
A delicate beauty who looked like she would much rather be sowing something rather than standing on a battlefield. Her fingers were covered in rings, and her temperament was the most reserved of all three. Yet... she felt no less dangerous. All three of these young men and women were bald, their hair shaved down to the point even their follicles were no longer visible. And every one of them radiated the same dangerous aura.
Leonel slowly lowered his spear. And then, in a sight that no one could quite understand, he put it away.
"Don't bother to speak." Leonel stopped them as Bodhi opened his mouth to say something. "I've been trying to work on my temper, and I have a feeling if cowards like you and your people start speaking now, I'll lose control of it. That won't be a good showing for my kids, now would it? Don't you think?"
Leonel shook out his wrists and the large sleeves of his robes flared outward. There was a crackle in the air and it suddenly sounded as though countless firecrackers were going off in Leonel's body.
What no one here understood was that Leonel's body had been a warm engine before. It was revving up... but it was only that. He had still yet to reach his peak.
After years without battle, the rust was falling off slowly, and the flow of his Force was only growing smoother.
Plus, one also had to factor in the fact that he had only just now had a great and sudden breakthrough. He still had to get used to the new power that was at his fingertips as well.
But if there was anyone in the world that could quickly get a hold of their body... it was Leonel Morales.
Right now, however... he would have much preferred to feel the faces of these people deforming beneath his own knuckles and flesh.
If he was going to rank a hierarchy of those that had pissed him off the most on this Idol Battlefield, number one would be the Regulator, but a close number two would be the Ancient Humans who had triggered its existence to begin with.
The fact that these Ancient Humans had also gone off into hiding while the rest of their Race was treated as the shit to scrape off the bottom of every other Race's shoe all this time only filled Leonel with more fury,
Leonel raised an eyebrow. "Am I too strong? Or are you just too weak? The Idol
Battlefield chose you?"
Leah blinked in the distance. "Daddy's being mean again, mommy."
Aina chuckled.
This time, Leonel had no choice but to ignore his daughter's words. The last time was
too embarrassing.
In the end, he shook his head. He knew what the problem was here.
All anyone saw was his usual attack, but what he saw was...
Another world was wrapped around Leonel. A violet dragon wound its way around his
fist, hidden from sight, and yet bolstering his fist's strength nonetheless.
This was the path of his father, the strength of [Final Destruction]... matched with
[Final Creation].
The latter of these two was self-created by Leonel as a mirror to his father's technique and he had yet to pick apart all the details just yet.
But the short of it was that he wasn't overwhelming Tenzin in terms of fist skill. Instead, he was overwhelming him in a way that Leonel had rarely experienced since he left the Dimensional Verse. In fact, even while he was in the Dimensional Verse, he rarely if ever had this feeling.
Rather than overwhelming his enemy with his intelligence or his skill...
He was overwhelming them in raw power.
He hadn't had to show off his real skills yet... because he was crushing them without relying on it at all.