Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 219 - 198 Activate!

Chapter 219: Chapter 198 Activate!

The fog was dense.

Wu Xiaode emerged from the boiling mist.

He was wearing that robe thoroughly manifested by dark light, and step by step, he approached the monster over three meters tall.

"Give it to me," he said.

The three-meter-tall monster shook its body reluctantly and shifted to the side before turning away.

Wu Xiaode said, "I’ll say it again, that ’person’ was brought by me, give it to me!"

As he spoke, he impatiently kicked the monster.

The monster still turned away, ignoring him.

Outside the arena.

The Demon Gods standing on the surrounding wall quietly watched the scene unfold.

"What’s going on here? Why can he talk to that monster without any problems?" said the burly man with a black eyepatch.

The other Demon Gods remained silent.

The middle-aged man pondered, "According to ancient records, he should be a Death Demon known as ’Bright Ghost.’

"What is Bright Ghost? Is it powerful?" the cold beauty asked.

"It is a kind of Law entity. If it is seen, it will trigger the luck in one’s destiny. But if it is harmed or annoyed, extreme bad luck will descend," the middle-aged man explained.

"Really?" the tall man asked.

"Throughout the endless years of Death World, countless beings have confirmed this. That’s why you’ll see the Death Monster hiding underground, which is extremely powerful and dares not provoke it, fearing misfortune of its own," explained the middle-aged man.

"So, he might not be very strong, but provoking him ensures disaster. Is that it?" the blonde man asked.

"Yes," the middle-aged man replied.

The cold beauty asked, "What is meant by ’misfortune?’"

"At least a thousand years of bad luck. Nothing goes right, and always be prepared to be eliminated—note that I said ’at least a thousand years,’" said the middle-aged man.

There was a moment of silence among the Demon Gods.

"How on earth did this man attain such a title? You know, if the Law of Destiny’s requirements aren’t met, even the Laws of the Holy City wouldn’t gather such power for him," said the girl in the maid costume.

In the meantime, there was another change in the arena.

The monster, unable to resist any longer, reluctantly opened its body and spat out a skeleton.

"Wow, you really are cruel. In such a short time, you’ve completely devoured the person I brought. Where is the soul? Hand over the soul as well!" Wu Xiaode demanded.

With no other choice, the monster spat out again.

A wisp of white shadow fell upon the skeleton.

Slowly, the skeleton started to move.

"Is this..."

It spoke in Xu Shihu’s voice as it slowly stood up.

The entire arena, inside and out, fell silent.

Everyone quietly watched the scene, feeling a chill rise up their spines.

Could this all just now be considered a fight?

No, this had stepped beyond a normal fight.

Who would dare to fight him now!

"You have already died," Wu Xiaode said.

The skeleton looked at its own body, then towards the three-meter-high monster in the distance.

Now it knew that the monster was actually the tip of another monster’s tongue.

Death Monster.

"It seems you’ve won; I have never come across such a being as you," said Xu Shihu.

"Now you can’t use your Name Skill, right?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I am indeed already dead," Xu Shihu sighed deeply, speaking in a tone filled with solitude.

The wind blew.

The monster, without looking at the two, silently walked away into the distance.

Wu Xiaode loosened his body and took a boxing stance on the spot.

"What is this for?" Xu Shihu asked.

"It’s rare for someone to cultivate boxing to this extent, so..." Wu Xiaode said, "I’ll give you a chance to fight me as a martial master."

"I’m already dead, and you won’t even let that go?" Xu Shihu queried.

"Are you convinced?" Wu Xiaode countered.

"Convinced my ass! I don’t even know what happened, and I was killed by a monster," Xu Shihu shouted.

"With your title, you’re not qualified to fight me, but seeing your moves, your boxing deserves respect, so..."

"The last chance to fight me, without Name Skill, just touching and stopping," Wu Xiaode said.

"You too?" Xu Shihu asked.

"I’ll just maintain this world’s existence. After all, if it disappears, so will you," Wu Xiaode explained.

Xu Shihu fell silent for a moment, then took a boxing stance.

"I’ve nothing left but this boxing that I’ve practiced all my life, so why not have a round?" he said.

"Come," Wu Xiaode said.

Xu Shihu rushed forward with a flurry of punches.

Wu Xiaode countered with his own punches, dodging, blocking, and striking.

The two exchanged blow for blow without hesitation, attacking each other back and forth in a matter of seconds.

Thud.

Wu Xiaode landed a punch that sent Xu Shihu flying.

Xu Shihu flew several tens of meters, knelt down on one knee, and fell to the ground.

"Thanks for the bout,"

Wu Xiaode said.

"...I have a question I’d like to ask you," Xu Shihu said.

"Go ahead," Wu Xiaode replied.

"Do you feel that fighting me was unnecessary?" Xu Shihu asked.

"Speaking of boxing, are you convinced now?" Wu Xiaode countered.

Xu Shihu was silent for a moment before he spoke, "I am convinced."

Wu Xiaode said, "Then this fight was not unnecessary."

The scenery around them began to darken.

"What do you plan to do after becoming the City Lord?" Xu Shihu asked.

"Make everyone happy at work. If people aren’t happy, what’s the point of working?" Wu Xiaode said.

Xu Shihu suddenly said:

"The laws of Holy City are strong, but they must operate according to rules, so I originally planned to defeat you and then find a way to absorb the power of various laws to reach a level above the Name Skill."

"At that time, I would be able to stand equal with the Demon Gods and no longer be controlled, free to pursue the ultimate heights of Martial Arts."

"It seems now I have failed."

"If you want to deal with a powerful entity like the Demon God, you must continue to explore above the Name Skill—"

"I think you are already very close."

Wu Xiaode listened quietly, nodding, "Thank you."

"So, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The entire world, along with the skeletal figure of Xu Shihu, gradually blurred and dissipated with the wind.

On the stage, everything returned to normal.

Endless power of laws converged, focusing entirely on Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode stood still.

His gaze was directed at the six individuals on the wall.

—Six Demon Gods.

"It seems you are looking for me, why not come up and try your hand?" he asked.

"No need, although we are powerful, killing you is as simple as crushing an ant, but we cannot survive in the Death World," the middle-aged man said.

"Then why don’t you leave?" Wu Xiaode asked.

The middle-aged man smiled, saying, "I know many magic techniques, so I just activated several tracking spells and found out about your origin."

"You must have many relatives and friends in parallel world 1666, and I guess your relationships must be good."

He raised his hand.

A sphere emitting a terrifying aura appeared in his hand.

"Add my power," said the burly man with a black eyepatch.

"And mine," the cold beauty said.

"Can’t miss out on threatening people," Ulysses said.

"I contribute my power too," said the girl dressed as a maid.

"I’m in too," the tall young man said.

As they spoke, the sphere rapidly expanded, its power fluctuations pushing everyone in the vicinity outwards.

The middle-aged man spoke gently, "Our combined power could destroy seven or eight parallel worlds, wiping out parallel world 1666 is no problem... You wouldn’t want your relatives and friends to die meaningless deaths."

Wu Xiaode’s eyelid twitched, his face expressionless.

"Of course, perhaps you are a cold-hearted person, indifferent to everything around you, but no matter—"

"Once we destroy parallel world 1666, we can discuss other terms with you," the middle-aged man said and lifted his hand.

The sphere radiating destructive energy floated high, ready to be released.

"Wait!" Wu Xiaode suddenly called out.

The Demon Gods on the wall all showed a smile.

—Got the weak spot of this kid.

"You seem to have something to say? Are you thinking of joining us?" the middle-aged man said gently.

Wu Xiaode paused for a moment, sighed, and said, "I have always known that Demon Gods are not easy to deal with... if you weren’t together, perhaps I might have a chance."

"Impossible," the middle-aged man interrupted, "if any of us is in trouble, it will immediately alarm a terrifying presence you don’t know, and you will be devoured as the most delicious soul—I’m telling you the truth, don’t dream."

"I see," Wu Xiaode said.

"Give you the last five minutes, submit, or watch your friends and relatives die—choose," the middle-aged man said.

Wu Xiaode shook his head, "Normally, I don’t accept threats."

"Oh? So you decide to let them die?" the middle-aged man asked.

"That’s not it either," Wu Xiaode replied.

"Do you want to fight us? It’s useless, our speed is very fast, at least my speed is enough to break free from typical World Covering Skills," the middle-aged man said.

Wu Xiaode’s face showed a strange expression, speaking softly, "I hope you remember, today you threatened me."

The middle-aged man showed a look of weariness.

"Normally, I don’t like threatening you martial people because you love to revenge hysterically, but this time, I have everything in control," the middle-aged man continued.

"Just say it," the middle-aged man continued, "you have only one choice, no other way—I’ve got you completely figured out today, kid."

Wu Xiaode nodded silently.

He looked up at the sky.

It seemed the old woman had something she wanted to say to him.

—Forget it, next time.

Wu Xiaode placed his hand on his chest and said softly, "Activate the second Scale Armor."