THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Tire 417. Against the Monkey King - I

Sam's wand left a deep gap on the statue. The top half of the statue is almost entirely filled with cracks and holes in its contact points.

Sam's wand was completely broken, his metal stick was almost broken like a rotten wooden stick.

Sam didn't stop his attack there. He stepped forward and then held the broken stick tightly before stabbing the broken side straight into the hole made by the punch.

The pieces of stone flew to the back of the statue and the statue collapsed.

Sam took a step back and he gasped.

He consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Its main purpose when cultivating the refinement of the body was to increase its defense. Not for the purpose of attacking. But it must be useful when needed.

Sam jumped high into the air and grabbed the spiritual energy bubble. As soon as he touched it, the bubble disappeared and he caught five strands of hair in his hand. He threw them straight into the divine dimension without a second thought.

After dealing with that, he got off the stage.

He did not deactivate the transformation of his body. Instead he placed the space jade in his mouth and began to absorb spiritual energy continuously.

Even though he won, he also sustained some injuries. But this time, he could not heal directly. The other candidates were watching him carefully.

Sam felt his internal organs tremble. It was a shock from the baton punch he dropped just before breaking.

He sat cross-legged and stabilized himself. He remained that way for a few seconds and after realizing that others were still staring at him. He frowned in displeasure and took out a pill. He had a lot of pills that he got from the old one. There were even healing pills that could cure a Perfect realm cultivator.

Some low-level cultivators might even die just by taking such healing pills.

Sam started digesting the pills.

In his mind, he thought that he had to defeat these people when he got the chance. Because of them, he had to take these disgusting pills. According to him not only, they were bitter and tasted bad, they were unfair to the precious herbs that were put into them.

In fact, he preferred dishes cooked with the potion over pills. That was why he would not take it unless it was an emergency or absolutely necessary. But because of these people, Sam had to take these pills.

His anger could be felt from his aura and Arman further confirmed that it must be Sam.

Because only he would have such a reaction while taking the pill. And how did he know about it? It wasn't a fun thing to remember when Sam beat him all out because he saw him taking a pill in one of their sessions.

He somewhat understood why Sam had such a reaction when he attributed the disguise and did not use the other elemental powers.

He felt it would not be good for the others.

Sam opened his eyes and walked towards the next platform. Scroll eye technique.

Sam did not develop any eye techniques and from what he knew, the genuine Golden Gaze fiery eyes could see through good and evil, hidden things, thoughts, and, and many other things. So, he thought that this lower version might be similar to the original even though it was not that powerful.

The person near the eye technique scroll was actually Arman himself. He chose it because there was nothing else he could take.

When Sam was nearby, he secretly gestured for him to target the next platform that had a wine gourd.

At this moment, the 'man' of the herb garden was still healing himself and the platform for the wine gourd was already empty.

"Just do. Don't preserve anything." He whispered and dropped the space jade at his feet.

Arman took it without arousing suspicion.

And entered his spiritual senses only to see the lightning sword within.

This is the same sword that was completely subdued by Sam. But since Sam gave him permission and the spirit was alive and also familiar with Arman, he could use it. But the full strength of that sword could not be shown.

Arman is satisfied.

Next time, he entered who was carrying a wine gourd and took out a sword. He began to concentrate his energy on his blade and a huge lightning sword formed. With a single slash, Arman made a devastating attack.

The fight was almost over after the attack. The statue became very weak and Arman began squeezing his energy reservoir dry.

Bloody battle at least, Arman was covered in blood while the statue was filled with cracks.

Slowly, Arman was able to gain victory and the wine landed in his hands. 'The 'man' of the herb garden was speechless. He did not think that his platform was the first to be targeted.

Sam nods at Arman's appearance and climbs onto the next platform. He took out another stick and spiritual energy roared around him.

The same scenario is almost repeated. Except this time, as soon as Sam broke the statue's wand and stabbed it inside, he felt a stabbing pain in his left abdomen.

The statue also stabbed him back.

But Sam didn't let go. He had just committed an offense, completely ignoring the pain he was feeling.

After the fight was over, he lowered the reward and kept it in his storage.

He went down and leaned his back against a nearby tree.

He lifted his shirt to see what the damage was like. Something's wrong with the wound. He could sense that the staff was not just passing him by. It was stabbed diagonally up and hit the ribs.

His ribs and staff were broken. The stone fragments of the stick were stuck inside and some of them even pierced through his lungs.

He took off his shirt completely. When the candidates saw the scars on his body, they felt a chill.

Sam's body looked perfectly sculpted, any warrior would have such a great body of course, all of their bodies were not aesthetically pleasing, but Sam's bone structure made him look great.

But scars are like the art of a madman who wants to ruin the look of the body and fail. All that gave him was a very handsome look. The men are jealous except for one 'man'.

But when they thought of the battles that they had to go through to get what Sam got on his body, they abandoned the ideas.

They were watching closely what Sam was doing.

To their surprise, he did not hesitate before pulling the staff out like nothing, his eyes still cold and heartless. No one saw the slightest pain from him.

When they see the edge of the staff, then only they understand that the injury is more than they think.

The archive that was acquainted with Sam earlier stepped forward to see if he could help. But as he approached Sam, he felt a dangerous feeling crawling his spine. He felt that if he took one more step, he would die.

At this moment, Sam was emitting killing intent and if they really came here, he would probably kill them.

He was upset because he was badly injured.

After all, if not for the fact that he had to maintain his disguise, he would not have had to worry about using all the attacks in his arsenal. He was confident that he could defeat the statue without sustaining this severe injury.

He was angry at the great power. If the great powers stopped being nosy and thought about their own business, he would come to the inheritance Palace without a care in the world.

But now, he had to disguise himself so that the war did not start prematurely. If the Beast faction was involved because of him, he would have to intervene.

Sam shook his head to remove these thoughts from his mind.

He took out a dagger from his storage and began to cut his wound. He made a big incision. It would fit into his entire palm without any problems.

He cut the flesh and placed his palm inside. When it passed through the internal organs, he felt a soul-burning pain, but he made sure that he had as little contact as possible.

He reached the lowest part of the lungs, where fragments of stone sticks were pierced.

He carefully held one of the shards and plucked it out. He felt like the air was actually being pumped out of his lungs forcefully.