Not a speck of ash remained where Tu Qian had disappeared, as if this Titled Douluo had never existed.
A silence deeper than before enveloped the entire valley.
The Evil Soul Masters stood frozen in place, the color completely drained from their faces.
Their eyes were wide, and their pupils reflected the figure of Arthur—that Two-Word Battle Armor shimmering with cyan-gold light, that longsword radiating a holy aura, and that terrifyingly calm face.
Skeleton Douluo Mo Shang stared intently at Arthur, his withered fingers clenching into fists beneath his black robe.
He could sense that the power emanating from this youth was far more than what had just been displayed. That pure light attribute was something that extremely suppressed him.
Mo Shang took a deep breath, and the black-red mist around him surged. The pressure of a Rank 98 Super Douluo was released without reservation, causing the valley floor to tremble violently and then collapse.
Arthur watched with interest. It just so happened that he also wanted to see exactly what the power of a Rank 98 Douluo was all about.
In the next second, the Skeleton Douluo appeared before him. His three-word battle armor had been donned at some unknown point, and he was striking out with a lethal blow.
Mo Shang's three-word battle armor was entirely pitch black, its surface covered in twisted skeleton patterns. Every line flowed with a black-red evil light. With the pressure of a Rank 98 Super Douluo combined with the amplification of the three-word battle armor, his strike was at full power.
He punched hard, and bone spikes emerged, erupting with a blinding green light. They spat out a black-red pillar of light accompanied by a shriek. Wherever the light pillar passed, the ground cracked inch by inch, and space itself shattered.
"Wait..."
Arthur didn't have time to react and could only watch helplessly as the attack poured onto him.
Alright, he admitted he had gotten a little ahead of himself just now.
"Rumble..."
The moment the black-red light pillar slammed into him, Arthur felt a world-destroying force flood into his body through the battle armor. His bones let out an overburdened creak.
His internal organs felt as if they were being repeatedly crushed by a heavy hammer. A sweetness hit the back of his throat, and another large mouthful of blood sprayed onto the armor's surface, blooming into a stark, eye-catching red.
The light of the Two-Word Battle Armor dimmed, and several pieces of the armor flew off, revealing the red-hot paneling underneath that had been scorched by the shockwave.
Arthur was sent flying like a broken kite, pushed by the light pillar through several large mountains before finally being buried deep within a mountainside. The kicked-up dust blotted out the sun.
"Cough, cough..." Arthur coughed with difficulty as he propped up his upper body. Blood foam continued to pour from the corners of his mouth, yet his eyes remained startlingly bright, even carrying a hint of excitement.
At this moment, he had already activated his Dragon Transformation. Centered on the mountain dragon king torso bone, the powers of the Four Great Dragon Kings began to circulate.
As Arthur crawled out, he hissed through his teeth, "Hiss, ow, ow, ow..."
Mo Shang looked at Arthur, who could still move and seemed largely fine, with eyes full of disbelief.
This strike of his had concentrated the dual amplification of his Rank 98 cultivation and his three-word battle armor, and it had even carried the power of the valley's formation. Even a Limit Douluo taking it head-on would find it difficult to bear, yet this boy could still move?
"Just what kind of monster are you?" Mo Shang roared. The black-red mist around him churned even more violently, and the skeleton patterns on his three-word battle armor lit up with an eerie red glow.
He stomped his foot suddenly, causing the ground to collapse into a massive crater. Countless bone spikes drilled out from underground, stabbing toward the mountainside where Arthur was like sharp blades. "I'll see just how long you can hold out!"
The bone spikes pierced through the rock, whistling as they tore through the air, swarming toward Arthur in a dense mass.
Arthur could only barely turn his body, allowing several bone spikes to pierce through his shoulder, back, and thigh. Blood instantly stained his clothes red.
He gritted his teeth, stubbornly resisting the piercing force of the bone spikes as he thrust the Excalibur into the ground to support himself and keep from falling.
A cyan-gold light shield flickered weakly around him. Every time it was hit, the shield would tremble violently as if it were about to shatter the next second, yet it somehow held on. it blocked the lethal, sinister forces, only allowing the physical impact and a portion of the Soul Power to penetrate.
"It's not over yet!" Mo Shang acted like a madman as he formed hand seals. The thousand soul bone staff appeared in his hand, and the skull at its head spat out a black-red pillar of light even thicker than before. This time, the pillar was also filled with the silhouettes of countless vengeful spirits, which bit and crashed frantically in an attempt to break through Arthur's defense.
Arthur was pinned firmly against the mountain wall by the light pillar. His battle armor shattered, and his exposed skin was covered in gruesome wounds. Blood flowed down the rock face, gathering into a pool on the ground.
However, as he breathed, the power of the Red Dragon was rapidly restoring him.
It was all sweat and hard work.
In the end, the only thing that got hurt was the battle armor.
"How can such a thing be possible!"
Watching this scene, Mo Shang, who was already an Evil Soul Master, fell completely into a frenzy.
He had never seen an opponent so resilient to being beaten!
Clearly, the boy's strength was far inferior to his own, and he couldn't even keep up with the reactions to his attacks, yet he just wouldn't die or break. No matter how much force was used, the opponent just kept holding on.
"I don't believe it! I'm going to kill you! I must kill you!" Mo Shang roared, his Soul Power erupting without reservation. The amplification of his three-word battle armor was pushed to the maximum as he turned into a black shadow. Holding the thousand soul bone staff, he smashed it fiercely toward Arthur's head. "Die!"
Arthur watched as the bone staff grew larger before his eyes, even seeing the evil light flickering in the eyes of the skull on the staff. He actually wanted to test just how tough he was now, just how iron-headed he could be.
He suddenly closed his eyes, and the light shield instantly contracted, clinging tightly to his skin and emitting an unprecedented light.
"Clang—!"
With a deafening boom, the thousand soul bone staff smashed violently against the light shield. The shield trembled fiercely, nearly being crushed inward. Several of Arthur's ribs snapped instantly, blood gushed from his seven orifices, and his entire body went limp.
But that layer of cyan-gold light shield still flickered tenaciously, unbroken.
Mo Shang looked at the slightly bent thousand soul bone staff in his hand, then at Arthur on the mountain wall, who looked like a man of blood but was still not dead. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
Had he lost? He held the absolute upper hand, beating the opponent to the point where they couldn't fight back.
But had he won? He had exhausted all his strength, even pushing his three-word battle armor to the limit, yet he still couldn't completely kill this youth.
Just then, the figures of Hu Jie and En Ci appeared at the valley entrance. Seeing the tragic scene before the valley, both of them frowned deeply.
"Arthur?"
Earlier, Arthur had said he wanted to test the power of a Rank 98 Super Douluo himself. Thinking of Arthur's strange methods, the two of them had agreed.
But they hadn't expected this kid to be so iron-headed as to directly take it head-on.
So he really was just "testing" the power, huh?
Now, seeing him beaten until he was covered in blood and embedded in the mountain, how could they possibly remain calm?
En Ci was the first to move. He had exchanged blows with the opponent several times before, and the other was completely no match for him.
However, if the opponent was intent on fleeing, En Ci wouldn't be able to keep him there.
Now, with Hu Jie's help, they would definitely be able to keep him here!
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