God-Like Extraction Chapter 148 - An “Intense” Battle!

Chapter 148: An “Intense” Battle!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

News has come so quickly?

Su Jingxing raised his eyebrows and immediately dialed Shen Qian’s number.

The call connected.

“Senior.”

“How many Energy Gathering Stones does the other party have?” Su Jingxing asked.

“Two pieces,” Shen Qian replied. “The other party said that they were pa.s.sed down from their ancestors. One piece is big and one piece is small. The big one is 15 centimeters long and the small one is about 10 centimeters.”

“Sure, I’ll take it all. Ask when the other party wants to close the deal.”

“Well, the other party mentioned it in advance. If Senior wants it, then we’ll do the transaction tomorrow night at the South Bank Bridge in the Western District,” Shen Qian quickly replied. “It’ll be at 11:30 PM.”

“Sure. I’ll wait at the bridge. Tell the other party to come on time.”

“Yes, Senior.”

Su Jingxing hung up.

Completing the transaction at 11:30 PM at the South Bank Bridge.

Is the seller of the Energy Gathering Stones being cautious, or do they have other ideas?

Su Jingxing chuckled and put his phone away.

No matter what, given his current strength, he had nothing to fear.

The price that Su Jingxing offered for the Energy Gathering Stones was calculated according to its weight.

Five million Great Yu dollars for one kilogram!

This price was significantly high, but Su Jingxing was not short of money. What he lacked was time, so he deliberately set a high price to lure out the people with the Energy Gathering Stones.

And a ten-centimeter long, palm-sized Energy Gathering Stone weighed a kilogram.

In other words, if the two Energy Gathering Stones to be traded tomorrow night were real, the seller would be able to get more than 12 million Great Yu dollars.

For ordinary people, it was equivalent to becoming rich overnight, and it was the kind where they did not have to pay taxes.

For Su Jingxing, it would speed up the ripening of the Concentration Fruit Tree.

As such, he hoped that they were real.

…

There was no need to test Thunderbolt’s abilities.

After all, there were only a limited number of times they could be used.

He could test out the might of the Five Elements Ring he had obtained from the s.h.i.+ Family’s treasury vault.

After taking out the Five Elements Ring, Su Jingxing first condensed his soul power and used the method of controlling the ring to sense for the energy attribute of this wondrous object.

And…

“It’s actually frozen?”

Su Jingxing was shocked.

Five Elements Ring, aren’t the five elements supposed to refer to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth? Why would it have an ice attribute?

Or does this ice attribute belong under the water attribute?

In essence, that could be the case.

When ice melts, doesn’t it become water?

When water freezes into a solid state, isn’t that ice?

With these thoughts in mind, Su Jingxing didn’t pursue the matter any further. Instead, he used his surging soul power to carefully sense this frozen ring.

A moment later, he frowned slightly.

After a thorough examination, he received two pieces of news, one good and one bad.

The good news was that although this frozen ring was damaged, it could still be used.

The bad news was that because the ring was damaged, it would disintegrate after three uses at most.

If the process of transferring energy was too intense, then there was only one chance to use it!

It was equivalent to using it as a trump card.

Su Jingxing felt that it was a pity, but he didn’t take it to heart.

After all, it was free.

Having one to three chances of using it was already making a killing.

Correspondingly, Su Jingxing also gave up on testing the might.

These trump cards could only be used as trump cards for now.

…

In the afternoon.

Su Jingxing continued to move corpses.

In fact, now that his extraction range was more than a hundred meters. No matter where Su Jingxing was in the crematorium, he could extract cards.

He was still doing the monotonous job of moving corpses because he had not gotten an opportunity.

An opportunity to reveal that he was a martial artist!

However, even after a few days, it did not come up.

Su Jingxing was patient so he was not anxious.

Unexpectedly, when it was almost time for dinner in the evening, his chance came!

…

Clang!

A loud noise suddenly came from the farewell ceremony hall, startling everyone in the hall.

“What’s the situation over there?”

“I don’t know.”

“I think a crematorium employee dropped the corpse.”

“Huh?”

…

Amidst the discussions.

Pa!

A loud slap sounded from the north corner of the farewell ceremony hall.

What followed was an angry roar. “How do you work? Did your eyes not grow well, or did your hands not grow well? You don’t even know how to move corpses. Did you grow up eating s.h.i.+t? Did the crematorium recruit you to drop corpses? Ah!”

Pa! Pa! Pa!

The slapping sounds did not stop.

“Stop hitting, stop hitting. He didn’t do it on purpose.”

Voices begging for mercy rang out.

“Old thing, get lost!”

The person who had struck out was furious and continued with the slaps. “How dare you throw my dad on the ground? I’ll cripple you!”

“Stop!”

With a shout, Su Jingxing rushed into the farewell ceremony hall at a speed slightly faster than ordinary people. Kong Dabao followed behind him.

The first thing Su Jingxing saw when he rushed into the hall was a ferocious-looking young man kicking Feng Tiejian who was on the ground.

“Enough, stop!” Su Jingxing sped up again and rushed over.

“Stop my a.s.s!”

The young man ignored Su Jingxing and continued to kick Feng Tiejian. He increased his force and raised his foot high in an attempt to break Feng Tiejian’s palm.

Hu!

Bam!

A m.u.f.fled bang resounded as the young man’s figure retreated backwards. He stepped back repeatedly on the ground, and almost lost his footing before falling to the ground.

It was Su Jingxing who “arrived” in time and kicked him away.

He did not use much strength, less than a thousand catties.

Even so, the young man still felt an excruciating pain in his chest, as if a few of his ribs were broken.

“A ninth-grade martial artist?”

The young man with an ugly expression endured the pain and glared angrily at Su Jingxing. He growled, “So what if you’re a ninth-grade martial artist? I’m one too!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he used footwork that alternated between flas.h.i.+ng left and right as he pounced towards Su Jingxing.

“Mountain Splitting Palm!” The young man roared.

“Stacking Waves Fist!” Su Jingxing also shouted in “cooperation”.

Using the first few moves of the Hundred Steps Reigning Fist together with his footwork, he started an “intense” battle against the young man in front of dozens of people in the farewell ceremony hall.

Bang! Bang!

Pa! Pa!

Bang! Bang!

After ten exchanges, Su Jingxing suddenly sped up and struck the young man’s arms that he had hastily crossed in front of his chest.

With a cracking sound, the bones in the young man’s arm were broken. Under the heavy hit, he was pushed back more than 10 meters and collapsed onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and groaned incessantly. He lost his arrogance and superiority from before.

Due to the suddenness of the exchange, the fight ended quickly.

Everyone was stunned. Some were shocked, some were confused, and some were dumbfounded.

It was only when Wu Shouhan hurriedly led his men into the main hall and shouted for them to stop that everyone came to their senses.

Then——

“Amazing!”

“This young man is not bad. With such strong combat ability, I think he will reach the eighth-grade soon.”

“Yes, yes. He’s definitely not in the ninth-grade given how outstanding he was. The key is that this brother looks too young. I wonder if he’s even 20?”

“20? You’re thinking too much. I know this young man. His name is Su Jingxing. He’s not even 16 this year.”

“What!?”

…

The hall was noisy.

Wu Shouhan and the others, who had just entered, were stunned.

“What’s going on?”

Wu Shouhan patted the dazed Kong Dabao on the shoulder.

“Little… Little Su is… is a ninth-grade… no, eighth-grade martial artist!”

Kong Dabao stuttered as he answered. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, “Little Su is an eighth-grade martial artist!”

“What!”