Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 234 - 210 I am XX

Chapter 234: Chapter 210 I am XX

"I refuse,"

Wu Xiaode bluntly said.

The middle-aged man was startled and explained:

"You might not be quite aware—actually, once you become a Demon God, it means you have gained our approval, you become part of us."

Wu Xiaode sneered inwardly.

The Enchanting Demon at the fourth layer plotted against the Ulysses brothers at the third layer.

The Ulysses brothers, in turn, were scheming for the crown of the One-eyed Giant.

The One-eyed Giant wanted to deal with the Black Dragon.

The reason the Enchanting Demon plotted against the Ulysses brothers was to steal the gemstone named "Eye of Slumbering Truth" on the crown, hoping to use it to break invisibility and deal with the Invisible Demon God at the fifth layer.

Everyone harbored ulterior motives.

You want me to join you so you can slowly probe my background?

Dream on.

Furthermore, the One-eyed Giant could hold the first layer, constantly devouring all beings—

I couldn’t!

Am I to stay here, fight everyone that comes by, and then devour them?

I only have a mere 21 points of Soul Power.

Millions of reserved Soul Power must last for three days.

No, we can’t play like this.

As Wu Xiaode was thinking this, he suddenly saw a small pattern beside the middle-aged man.

—It was two hands arm wrestling.

This expression...

Could it be that he wanted to spar with me?

Wu Xiaode’s expression became serious.

He saw the middle-aged man throw a cigarette butt on the ground and stamp it out with his foot, then said, "Of course I can’t force you, but we at least need to know each other’s strength in order to continue our cooperation, don’t we?"

—He really did want to spar!

Such ancient beings couldn’t just be dismissed with a few words.

Thus, better to take the initiative—

"That’s fine, but let’s keep it friendly and have a slight spar, how about that?"

Wu Xiaode said.

His eyes flickered towards the Book of the Dead, his thoughts moving along.

Rows of ice crystal letters suddenly appeared:

"Sigh Wall is ready."

"Current Merit: 950,000."

"Current Death Skills: Fog Shadow, Thousand Hands, Dual Polarity."

"Please choose one or several for skill upgrade."

—No time to think it over!

To gain the other party’s respect, hiding is useless, must attack first, preferably with a significant achievement.

Fog Shadow lacks persuasiveness.

Dual Polarity requires a combo, it must hit the opponent to work.

That leaves only—

Thousand Hands.

Thousand Hands was also a perfectly evolved skill.

"Consume all Merit to upgrade Thousand Hands, immediately!"

Wu Xiaode silently commanded.

The middle-aged man cheerfully asked, "This place is a bit too cramped, does your honor mean—"

Wu Xiaode looked around.

A row of ice crystal letters appeared:

"950,000 Merit consumed, equivalent to 950,000 likes."

"’Thousand Hands’ beginning evolution."

"Note, for a flawless level skill, adding Merit will enhance the skill’s spirituality."

"Would you like to add it?"

Spirituality?

Does it mean more flexible, or something else?

—No matter, I want it all!

"Add in Merit, a total of five points," Wu Xiaode said.

After killing the One-eyed Giant, his own Merit had reached 10 points.

He had to leave 5 points for the Chi Xiao Sword Spirit.

The remaining 5 points of Merit, Wu Xiaode poured all into the new skill this time!

No way around it, the Demon God opposite was unbelievably strong.

The Black Dragon could only meekly submit before it.

"5 points of Merit added."

"Three,"

"Two,"

"One."

"Evolution completed."

"Congratulations."

"Your Death Skill ’Thousand Hands’ has evolved into ’Eternal Fall Demon Hand’."

"Silent Demon Mist can now materialize a thousand bronze hands at any time to provide defense or offense, each hand’s strength no less than your own."

"The cost to deploy them is only the Soul Power for one attack or defensive move."

"Now the dirty magic hand can participate in the defense or offense of Thousand Hands, it will hide among the numerous bronze arms, awaiting the opportunity to launch a skill more powerful than those deployed by Thousand Hands."

"Element Detection: The dirty magic hand’s spirituality enhanced, can defend against lethal damage elements or attack the enemy’s vital points."

"When people fearfully discuss the dirty tricks in battle, you simply say—"

"—’I am the agent of dirt.’"

All the letters flashed by.

This was several notches stronger than "Thousand Hands."

"Thousand Hands" has three modes, among which the dirty magic hand only had two, and if it launched an attack, it would consume all Soul Power.

Now it only consumed the skill’s Soul Power.

Moreover, the really powerful part was one of the dirty magic hands hidden among the Thousand Hands.

No matter what Thousand Hands deployed—

The power unleashed by the dirty magic hand was even greater.

Great.

Wu Xiaode pulled out the Desert Sword from the Void.

"Care for a move?" he said with a carefree smile.

"Sure, you are the guest, it’s only right that you make the first move," the middle-aged man responded, arms folded.

Wu Xiaode’s eyes flickered.

Although he no longer had to consume all his Soul Power to deploy Thousand Hands, facing such a terrifying opponent—

A row of ice crystal letters appeared before him:

"You have expended the stored 4.1 million Soul Power to launch the next sword attack."

Boom—

Mighty Sword Qi burst forth from the Desert Sword, sweeping across the entirety of Death Demon Cave.

The sword was raised.

"Seems like a decent Swordsmanship, I’m starting to get excited," the middle-aged man laughed.

"Don’t rush to compliment yet," Wu Xiaode said.

"Indeed a good Swordsmanship, worthy for me—"

The middle-aged man’s voice gradually halted.

Behind Wu Xiaode, a dense mass of bronze hands appeared one after another, each hand forming a sword and releasing a torrent of Sword Qi.

A thousand hands.

A Thousand Secret Swords - Long Moon Sparse Shadows.

This was far stronger than the sword that had slain the Black Dragon.

A noise emanated from within the cave of the Death Demon Cave.

It was the suppressed exclamations of the other Demon Gods.

Wu Xiaode said with a gentle smile, "Receive the sword."

He pointed the long sword forward.

The multitude of bronze hands followed, each pointing forward.

The gigantic sword shadow that filled the entire Death Demon Cave flashed and disappeared.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The middle-aged man erupted in bursts of roars.

He emitted Dark Ice Frost from his body, forming spinning shields, blocking the endless sword shadows from all directions.

The wind swirled chaotically.

The entire Death Demon Cave shook violently and numerous bricks and walls turned to glimmering sand, flashing past in the Sword Qi.

The air, rubbed by these sand glimmers, emitted bursts of mournful wails.

Boom—

Amid the intense explosive noise, the middle-aged man’s feet dragged across the ground, leaving behind deep marks tens of meters long.

The Black Ice Shields kept shattering.

"Block!"

He roared as his hands gestured in the air.

Boom, boom, boom.

The shields were continually disintegrated by the Sword Qi then regenerated again and again.

Finally—

All the Sword Qi vanished.

The middle-aged man stood tens of meters away, his clothes tattered, his face excited:

"Not a bad Swordmanship... I really want to keep fighting you. Why don’t I make a move as well?"

"You’re making a move too?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Yes, now it’s my turn."

The middle-aged man’s eyes turned blood-red, his body bursting with intense, hurricane-like fluctuations.

"But—my sword move isn’t over yet," Wu Xiaode said nonchalantly.

The middle-aged man paused.

Sensing something, he suddenly looked down.

Beneath him, a bronze hand was quietly suspended in midair.

This hand was also formed into a sword.

A Sword Intent even more sharp than all previous sword styles had burst forth from this bronze hand.

—It seemed to have been waiting there for a while.

How had this hand gotten so close?

...He hadn’t felt it at all.

"Damn—"

The middle-aged man cursed, but his voice abruptly stopped.

Another bronze hand had stuffed itself into his mouth.

The same intense Sword Intent erupted—

Boom!

Under the covert gaze of all Demon Gods, the middle-aged man shot up to the ceiling like a rocket.

"Mmm mmm mmm—"

Enveloped in the sword shadow, he struck a big hole in the ceiling, roaring as he swept away.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Hidden in the shadows, the Ulysses brothers subconsciously touched their own butts.

The Black Dragon’s face turned deathly pale.

Enchanting Demon’s beauty faded.

The other Demon Gods all bore gloomy, soul-destroying expressions.

Wu Xiaode stood opposite, cold sweat also breaking out on his forehead.

He had thought a 4.1 million Soul Power sword strike would be his strongest attack.

Now, dirty magic hands had slashed with even stronger Sword Intent.

And from the two most soft spots.

...He hadn’t beaten the opponent to death, had he?

What am I thinking?

It would be good if he died.

Wouldn’t the surrounding Demon Gods be stunned and dare not confront him anymore?

As he thought silently, he saw a figure drift down from the big hole in the ceiling.

—It was that middle-aged man.

"Mind if I ask, do you always fight like this?" he asked with a smile.

"Since it’s our first meeting, I was too shy to engage in underhanded tactics, so it ended up like this," Wu Xiaode responded.

"What, you were too shy to use underhanded tactics?" the middle-aged man laughed.

"Yes, since it wasn’t a life-and-death fight, I had no choice but to make a straightforward strike, haha," Wu Xiaode also laughed.

All around was silence.

You call that straightforward?

The Demon Gods thought to themselves.

"Alright, you don’t have to join in, but here’s the Token anyway. You’re welcome to visit anytime for a drink and a chat about the outside world," the middle-aged man said.

That Token appeared again in front of Wu Xiaode.

This time, Wu Xiaode didn’t refuse.

Because he was not constrained by the other party.

"Thank you very much, and um, do you know the condition of my companion?" he asked.

"It looks like she has considerable talent... the power of the Divine Beast of Law merely grazed her, yet awakened her power. I estimate she will wake up soon," the middle-aged man said.

"I see."

Wu Xiaode felt relieved and waved his hand:

"Then we’ll take our leave now."

"Go on, come back tomorrow—remember our deal. I’ll prepare new stakes to exchange for the agreed item," the middle-aged man said.

"Alright."

Wu Xiaode cradled Nina in one arm and wielded the Chi Xiao Sword with the other.

Magpie Bridge Returning Path!

Whoosh—

He disappeared from the Death Demon Cave.

The middle-aged man stood for a few moments to make sure he had really left, then shouted into the Void:

"Alright, get lost, stop watching."

With those words,

he too entered the Void and vanished.

After a moment.

In a deep chamber of the Demon God temple,

a palace covered in Black Ice,

the middle-aged man curled up on the ground, rolling back and forth, occasionally emitting painful groans:

"Unless absolutely necessary, I never want to fight that guy again..."