Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 289 - 257: That’s My Style in a Fight!

Chapter 289: Chapter 257: That’s My Style in a Fight!

All around was silent.

The Demon Gods had never imagined a human would dare to threaten them.

But this wasn’t a dream.

——The One-eyed Giant was already dead.

What next?

Satan stretched out his hand and lightly scratched an itch on his face.

"Gentlemen, actually, this scene is quite rare — listen to me carefully, I advise you to cherish this moment."

Wu Xiaode stood in the ring, quietly looking at this Satan.

The Demon Gods surrounded Satan, all posing as if to listen closely.

Only then did Satan speak:

"Any one of us Demon Gods, when pulled out at random, is an existence of hundreds or even thousands of levels."

"Humans can hardly reach level one hundred."

"So, in the history of countless parallel worlds, this scene has never happened before —"

"That a human actually defeated a Demon God!"

He shifted gears and continued, "Of course, this is a rather unusual thing under the suppression of Sin Prison."

"And so we have this scene before us —"

"As the most outstanding among humans, but definitely without more than 30 points of Soul Power, he thinks he has a chance at saving the world."

Satan went on, speaking calmly and forcefully:

"Humans, they are a species that fall very much into Illusion and hopes, and they are very easily moved by themselves."

"This excites me particularly —"

"I can’t wait to completely snuff out the hope in this human’s heart."

All the Demon Gods burst into laughter.

"Boss, how do you want to play with him to death?" the Enchanting Demon chuckled.

"Little Ulysses was once the Sunshine Angel, skilled in Martial Arts and healing, especially his Healing Skill, which always heals far more than the damage dealt, making him an undying existence in equal-level combat."

"His first skill on the role card in this parallel world just happens to be Healing Skill."

"According to the battle data just now, this human can’t break through Little Ulysses’s excessive healing."

"So —"

Satan took out a newspaper, flipped through a few pages, sat down on a chair nearby, and said without even lifting his head:

"This round, Ulysses is sure to win."

"——I’ll come over to watch when that human screams in despair."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The Demon Gods looked towards Little Ulysses.

Little Ulysses stepped forward from the crowd, spread his arms, and said with a smile, "Don’t worry, boss, I will let the human know what despair is."

He walked step by step onto the ring, about to scoff, but he paused and pointed at Wu Xiaode, asking:

"What’s with that expression?"

Wu Xiaode looked somewhat sad.

"Do you have to eat humans? Do you have to destroy our world?" he asked.

"There’s no way around it," Little Ulysses sighed on purpose, "Survival of the fittest is the rule for all species, and we must obey the orders of that Prisoner Lord so that we can gain His Power."

"Have you never thought that when you bully others, you might also be killed by someone else?"

Wu Xiaode asked seriously.

Little Ulysses paused, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, human, you are too arrogant!"

"The One-eyed Giant was so suppressed that he could only use one move, which is why he was defeated by you, but I’m different, I can use just one move to ensure you’ll never kill me!"

"——And my Martial Arts are much stronger than yours."

He loosened up his body, ready to throw a punch.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaode shouted:

"Wait a minute!"

Little Ulysses was taken aback.

Below the ring, all the Demon Gods burst out in laughter.

"The human has already despaired!"

"Boss’s analysis is never wrong; after all, data doesn’t lie."

"Isn’t that so? Now none of us have high-powered attack methods, and under such circumstances, to think of killing a Radiant Angel with Healing Skill? Dream on!"

"It’s over!"

Little Ulysses also showed a mocking smile, tilted his head towards Wu Xiaode, and asked, "Are you ready to despair? If so, I’m going to call the boss to watch your death."

"Not at all, I just think some things are best dealt with once and for all," Wu Xiaode said.

"Once and for all?"

"Yes."

Wu Xiaode lowered his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a roar that shook the entire prison:

"All Demon Gods listen —"

"Come on!"

"Demon Gods who want to kill, all roll into the prison cafeteria!"

"——Your daddy is waiting here to take you down one by one!!!"

Little Wu’s voice roared out, like thunderclaps exploding, causing even the vents to buzz.

All the Demon Gods changed color, looking surprised and at each other in confusion.

As he read the newspaper, Satan huffed, disdainfully remarking:

"Presumption, arrogance, self-importance, all are the original sins of humans."

In just a few moments.

One Demon God after another appeared.

They looked down at their role cards, with complicated expressions looking towards the ring.

"One-on-one?"

The Demon Gods felt an odd sensation in their hearts.

A human dared to provoke them so.

Did he not know how to spell death?

Wu Xiaode looked down from the ring to see the Demon Gods swarming and bustling, nearly filling the entire cafeteria.

——Almost everyone had arrived.

He raised his hand and waved to the Demon Gods below, shouting:

"Please pay attention, this is not the site of a concert."

"We are not acting, because in a moment, some Demon Gods will die."

"In any case —"

"I hope you will leave parallel world 1666 in a peaceful manner, or I will simply have to kill all of you."

"That’s all I have to say."

"Alright, now the fight begins."

He turned his gaze back to Little Ulysses, readied his stance.

Little Ulysses looked at him blankly, a smile gradually appearing on his face, and he said:

"How should I put this —"

"I’ve never seen a human as arrogant as you, but since you’ve called everyone here, after I kill you, I’ll publicly divide your corpse, throw it to those below to eat — any objections?"

The Demon Gods immediately burst into laughter, cheering nonstop.

In the midst of this rowdy din, Little Ulysses thrust from the ground, his form suddenly drifting forward.

It began!

He rushed forward to Wu Xiaode and swung his hand straight for the face.

Wu Xiaode blocked with his elbow while his other hand changed from fist to palm, striking toward the Void.

Just as Ulysses had drawn a dagger and was about to stab it forward, he was immediately hit by the palm strike, and the dagger fell from mid-air.

He reacted extremely fast, kicking the falling dagger in mid-air.

Whoosh!

The spinning dagger shot towards Wu Xiaode’s chest, aiming for the heart, but Wu Xiaode dodged it with lightning speed, stepping aside.

He took a half step back, sidestepping the dagger, then spun around and struck Ulysses’s arm with a sideways kick.

Crack.

The arm was kicked and broken!

Ulysses’s face turned pale, and stepping back a few paces in annoyance, he chanted softly,

"Oh Holy Light!"

"Have mercy on all suffering lambs, wash away their wounds."

After the spell was recited, a trace of Holy Light appeared from the Void and fell upon his arm.

His previously distorted arm gradually returned to its original shape.

Pleased, Ulysses shook his hand and then pointed at Wu Xiaode, "Don’t be smug, you’re injured too."

There was a small cut on Wu Xiaode’s chest, from which a trace of blood seeped out.

"Yes, that dagger of yours does have a trick or two."

Wu Xiaode admitted.

——With the help of divination, although he could predict the opponent’s moves, he could not know the power of the opponent’s weapon.

The dagger was reinforced with multiple shadow damage effects.

Ulysses tilted his head and said in a teasing tone, "I managed to wound you with just any dagger I grabbed, while you couldn’t even scratch me—"

"I assure you, the rest of the fight will be the same."

"Now, do you still think you have a chance? Do you still think you can beat me?"

Wu Xiaode did not speak but assumed a martial arts stance on the spot, concentrating and remaining motionless.

Ulysses gave a slight bow to the Demon Gods below the stage and smiled, "Excuse me, next I shall dismember him—"

"The scene might get a bit bloody."

A murderous intent suddenly appeared on his face, and he charged forward like an arrow.

The next instant.

The two engaged in combat.

Ulysses met Wu Xiaode’s advance with dozens of fist shadows.

Wu Xiaode did not counterattack; he just defended and steadily retreated.

The sound of rapid-fire punches and kicks colliding started to ring out.

Ulysses became more aggressive as he fought, and his power increased with each strike. He shouted fiercely,

"Hahaha, die! Die, human!"

He suddenly punched, pushing Wu Xiaode back, then pursued him, leaping high into the air with his arms spread like eagle wings—

This was the most graceful move in an Angel’s close combat technique!

He wanted to kill this kid in front of all the Demon Gods!

The sound of his hands cutting through the air whistled with force, aiming straight for Wu Xiaode’s ears.

Taking advantage of the moment, Wu Xiaode finally found the opening he had been waiting for.

Indeed, there had been no need to retreat earlier; he could have kept exchanging blows—

But the opponent had Healing Skills!

Wu Xiaode had waited so long to find an opening at that spot.

In the blink of an eye—

Ulysses’s move was caught by Wu Xiaode as he covered his head with his hands.

Even though he caught it, the impact shook his entire body.

He blocked it!

Almost at the moment of blocking, Wu Xiaode’s legs forcefully propelled him into the air like a ferocious tiger.

"You—" Ulysses tried to defend himself but realized his hands were caught and he couldn’t move.

He was completely exposed!

Damn it!

Was the kid going to use a headbutt? A throat lock? Strike the heart?

It didn’t matter; he could just heal.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Ulysses’s mind.

But he guessed wrong.

Wu Xiaode leapt up forcefully, grabbing the other’s arms, pulling them towards his chest.

At the same time—

He violently lifted his knee.

—It was the knee!

"Aaaaah!" Wu Xiaode let out a roar.

The knee slammed full force into Ulysses’s midsection!

"Bang!"

A sound that was both dull and sharp echoed throughout the arena.

Even the Demon Gods accustomed to grand spectacles couldn’t help but gasp at this moment.

This knee had struck right at the junction of Ulysses’s legs—

It was the groin!!!

The force was so fierce that even Wu Xiaode couldn’t hold on to him, and he was sent flying, crashing hard against the other end of the ring.

"Agh—hiss—agh—" Ulysses clutched his lower abdomen, rolling on the ground, uttering sounds of agony.

There was complete silence all around.

Wu Xiaode stood at the other end of the ring and said calmly, "That area has a very rich nerve distribution, and because of its size and corresponding constraints, it can’t easily deform to cushion the blow, so I guess you must have really ’enjoyed’ that hit—"

He touched his fists together, his voice turning colder,

"Stand up!"

"Our battle has only just begun!"

Suddenly, a Demon God in the audience roared in anger,

"Human, that was a disgraceful way to fight, don’t you know?"

Wu Xiaode displayed a proper smile and said softly,

"Yes, that’s my fighting style—so long as you stay in Parallel World 1666, I will have countless ways to make you unable to live or die, although in the end I will still kill you."

His voice was fine, devoid of emotion, as though stating something that was obvious.

Across the stage.

Ulysses finally stood up, his chant interspersed with pain,

"Holy Light—hiss—grant me—heal my wounds—"

Beneath the stage.

The female Demon Gods, such as Enchanting Demons, Black Dragons, and the like, couldn’t help but cover their mouths.

Ulysses saw it, of course.

His face twisted as he glared at Wu Xiaode, his expression gradually turning frantic.

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