AbyssalDevourer

“Shameless Xia Ping, not only did you steal my martial arts manual and medicinal pills, you even took my fiancée! We’re not finished!”

“There’s nothing that he won’t do. Not only would he not help an old person cross the road, he would even steal the lollipop of a three year old.”

“He causes problems everywhere. All of the geniuses of those big families have been beaten up by him before. Now, he’s no longer tolerated by either humans or gods!”

Countless martial arts experts of Yanhuang Star hated Xia Ping down to the very bone. They were just itching to completely crush him into pieces.

As for Xia Ping? Facing the hatred of so many people, he just calmly pulled up the interface of the “Grand Hatred System” and looked at all the wonderful things there. He rubbed his chin, “I’ve already saved up so many Hatred Points. What should I exchange for now? Saint-grade medicinal pills? Or perhaps that Primordial Pill? The peerless martial art skill, Tathagata Palm also seems pretty good too. But then there’s that divine weapon, the Cosmic Cauldron. It really is too difficult to choose!”

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God Level Villain

At the moment the competition started, HD cameras scattered all over the simulated city were activated, recording the scenes in the 16 areas.

The images captured by the HD cameras are broadcasted live, so that countless people in Skywater City and even the whole Yangzhou Region can see them. These images can be seen on the TV and even the Internet.

In the first moments, the audience noticed that Feng Hetang and them are fighting with Xia Ping.

"Look, people started fighting the moment they went in."

"For them to start fighting the moment the competition began, there must be a feud between the two sides."

"That damn fatty is something else. He actually learned the high-level martial skill the Heartbreaker Palm. Using this martial skill, you can destroy a person's heart with a palm strike. The momentum alone is enough for someone with weaker willpower to pee their pants."

One Punch, Five Forms