Chapter 42: Super StrongmenHuh?
Chapter 42: Super StrongmenHuh?
Lampard never expected that Alexander’s request would be this.
During such a critical moment, the first thing he thought of was not his own safety, but had this top expert protect the weak girl Angela. This surprising performance immediately made Lampard raise his internal evaluation of this amazing young man by a few points.
But only a few points.
Because Alexander’s decision to take the initiative and leave the city to attack made Lampard’s evaluation of Sun Fei drop by dozens of points again.
Anyone with a brain could see that in this situation, taking the initiative to attack was undoubtedly a foolish choice.
Doing so would only waste the precious lives of the soldiers of Shampoo City and give the numerous, well-equipped enemy, who held an absolute advantage, an easy chance to win the battle in one stroke.
Lampard admitted that Alexander had indeed shown incredible bravery during the previous siege—far beyond what he had expected. But in a meat grinder-like war, without the power of a Moon-level Expert or higher, individual bravery, no matter how great, couldn’t solve the problem. Lampard didn’t want Alexander to become arrogant after just a few victories in battles.
“If we launch a sneak attack, maybe I could go destroy those few Giant Stone Catapults, so… you don’t need to rush to your death.”
For the sake of his old friend whose soul had ascended to heaven, and for that kind and beautiful girl Angela, Lampard finally made up his mind. Even if it meant his old injury flaring up, he would take the risk to go out and dismantle those Giant Stone Catapults that posed the greatest threat to Shampoo City… He hoped there were no experts protecting the catapults.
“Uncle Lampard, this isn’t just about those few Giant Stone Catapults. Under the current circumstances, even if you really destroy the catapults, I’m afraid Shampoo City still won’t last much longer… Don’t worry, someone as afraid of death as me would never do something uncertain.”
Sun Fei said this, then suddenly put on a serious expression, stepped closer, and whispered, “Besides, you must stay on the city wall because only you can make that hidden snake show some restraint.”
Lampard’s expression suddenly changed.
“You noticed it too?”
Sun Fei’s lips curled into a mysterious arc, and he nodded almost imperceptibly. “Yes, unfortunately, I only caught a slight clue and still can’t confirm exactly who it is… But I can sense that in Shampoo City, perhaps only you can temporarily restrain him.”
Lampard nodded.
The next moment, his gaze turned sharp. He looked Sun Fei up and down, then suddenly, blue Battle Qi flames flashed around his body, covering his entire right arm. Without a word, he took a step forward, energy bursting forth, and threw a lightning-fast punch at Sun Fei’s chest.
The overwhelming pressure exploded with the punch.
Everyone around was shocked that Shampoo City’s top expert would suddenly attack King Alexander. Exclamations erupted instantly.
But Sun Fei seemed to have expected it and showed no fear.
Boom!
He also threw a punch to meet it.
This punch had no tricks; it relied purely on raw physical strength. On his body, there was no trace of Combat Energy Flames, but his fist left an afterimage in the air, tearing through it.
Crack—!
The two fists collided head-on.
Immediately, energy like a giant wave exploded, as if a strong whirlwind had swept across the ground. Soldiers standing closer shut their eyes and staggered back in exclamations, unable to hold onto their weapons.
The blue Battle Qi flames on Lampard’s arm shattered and vanished instantly. His whole body swayed a few times before he barely steadied himself.
Sun Fei also stumbled back two or three steps before regaining his footing. He was breathing heavily, his fist numb, and his arm sore.
“Good, not bad!”
Lampard nodded, a trace of relief in his eyes as he looked at Sun Fei, but more than that, there was uncontrollable surprise and shock.
This top expert of Shampoo City finally agreed to Sun Fei’s decision. With a complex expression, he said, “With this level of strength, you can protect yourself. Alright, I’ll stay on the city wall. You go out to face the enemy… But be careful. When the situation gets dangerous, don’t push yourself. Destroy those few Giant Stone Catapults, teach the enemy a lesson, and come back quickly. As long as we hold on a bit longer, the Zenit Empire might get the news, and reinforcements should arrive soon.”
This was almost the most Lampard had spoken in nearly ten years. Though it was only a few sentences, Sun Fei could feel the deep concern between the lines.
“Yes, don’t worry. I know what’s important.”
After saying this, Sun Fei bowed, then turned and headed toward the watchtower on the city wall.
Actually, the moment Lampard struck, Sun Fei knew this top expert of Shampoo City was testing his strength. Only after feeling assured of his strength would Lampard agree to let him leave the city to fight.
This exchange also confirmed Sun Fei’s earlier speculation. A level 12 Barbarian could defeat a Two-Star Warrior without a problem, but facing a Three-Star Warrior would be much more difficult.
Just now, Lampard threw a casual punch, while Sun Fei countered with all his strength, yet only managed to shatter the Battle Qi flames on his arm. Instead, Sun Fei himself was forced back several steps, losing the initiative.
“I need to improve my strength quickly!”
Sun Fei was determined. Once Shampoo City’s crisis was resolved, he must quickly return to the World of Diablo to level up and enhance his power. In this war-torn Azeroth Continent, to survive and protect those close to him, strength and influence were the foundations.
When he returned to the city wall, Brook was already waiting there with over twenty tall and strong men.
These guys were all huge, each over two meters tall, shirtless, with sturdy muscles that looked like they were cast from rock and steel, full of explosive power. Their dark, wild body hair grew thickly, making them seem like savage beasts, intimidating in every way—truly humanoid giants from the wilderness.
These were the twenty strongmen Brook had carefully selected according to Sun Fei’s requirements.
Thump—! Thump—!
Sun Fei nodded, then suddenly punched the chest of a big guy standing next to him, smiling as he asked, “Warrior, tell me, what’s your name?”
“Drogba, Your Majesty. I’m Didier Drogba!”
“Good. Show me how strong you are, Warrior Drogba.” Sun Fei asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Drogba showed a simple, honest smile.
The big man looked around, then turned to the front of the watchtower’s stone wall. He crouched down, grabbed a broken piece of stone wall about four to five meters square, and with a burst of effort, the muscles in his arms and upper body bulged explosively. Using the strength from his waist, he hoisted the stone wall up, swaying it slightly.
Sun Fei’s eyes lit up with delight.
This piece of stone wall weighed at least six or seven hundred pounds, yet Drogba lifted it without much effort. Seeing that he still had some strength to spare, it seemed he was holding back a little. Sun Fei had to admit that the physical constitution of ordinary people on the Azeroth Continent seemed far superior to that of people on Earth in his previous life. This big man named Drogba, if placed in his previous life, could have participated in the World’s Strongest Man competition, easily crushing those world champions.
“Great! Truly an unbeatable warrior!”
Sun Fei laughed heartily in praise, then walked over and grabbed the stone wall with one hand, taking it from Drogba. With a slight exertion of his arm, he threw the stone wall far away with a loud ‘thud,’ raising a cloud of dust and sending stones flying everywhere.
This seemingly effortless display stunned the twenty strongmen.
Drogba was recognized as the strongest among them, but the stone wall he lifted with both hands was thrown aside by King Alexander with one hand as if it were a small chicken. What kind of strength was that? It was simply unimaginable.
The big men were completely convinced, their eyes filled with fervent admiration as they looked at Sun Fei.
This was exactly the effect Sun Fei wanted.
After entering Barbarian Mode, a level 12 Barbarian currently possessed at least five thousand pounds of strength. This seemingly endless physical might was the Barbarian’s specialty. Only by shocking these muscle-bound big men in the area they excelled in could he win their unwavering loyalty.
“Among all my soldiers, when it comes to strength, you are the best. But I wonder if your courage matches your strength?” Sun Fei still needed to motivate these strongmen and boost their morale.
As soon as he finished speaking, the big men’s eyes turned red with excitement. Each of them rubbed their hands, beat their chests, and prepared to prove themselves.
“Haha, very good. I want to go out and give those bastards a lesson they’ll never forget. So, are you brave enough to go out with me and fight them a dozen times over?” Sun Fei suddenly turned around, pointing at the enemy below the city, coiled like a giant black snake on the Stone Bridge, and asked with a murderous tone.
“Your Majesty, I’ve long wanted to charge out and teach these cowards a lesson,” the big man Drogba shouted, waving his fist.
“Your Majesty, let me be the vanguard, let me charge at the front.”
“I can take down ten of them by myself, haha, why would I fear them?”
“I’ve already twisted off twenty-one heads; I wouldn’t mind twisting off twenty-one more.”
Upon hearing Sun Fei’s decision, the big men showed no fear at all. Instead, they were eager and excited, itching to charge down and fight right away.
Just then—
“Your Majesty, everything you requested is ready.”
The white-haired tough guy Pierce said from a distance. He led a group of soldiers up from below the city wall. Everyone on the wall looked over and saw over forty soldiers following closely behind Pierce, sweating as they carried sets of impressive-looking Heavy Knight Armor up to the top.