Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 307 - 273: Face

Chapter 307: Chapter 273: Face

"I’ll ask you one more time, who the hell are you, and why are you invading our world?"

Wu Xiaode stood in the sea and shouted loudly.

In the sky.

The black skull stood upon the ridge of the Flying Dragon, holding up its staff with a cold laugh:

"Me? It should be ’we’!"

Around the staff, the Void brimmed with a dense swarm of black skulls, their eye sockets blazing with soul fire, covering the sky as they looked down upon Wu Xiaode.

Pupil Skill·Luohoutu Manluo!

Thousands of dark threads shot down, weaving an impenetrable net towards Wu Xiaode.

The moment the first dark thread came shooting, Wu Xiaode moved.

He pressed down on the Ying Yuan Sword and skimmed across the sea.

Thousands of rays kept coming, but were blocked by bronze hands that emerged in the Void.

Whenever a bronze hand missed a dark thread, Wu Xiaode would swing his long sword during his rapid charge, sending the thread flying away.

Boom!!!

A ray was slashed into the sea, exploding a towering wave, and even the earth began to shake.

Not only that, the bronze hands that blocked the rays also unleashed fierce shockwaves, blasting out like a hurricane in all directions.

Wu Xiaode’s pupils shrank, and before he could react, he was already blown away by the chaotic wild winds.

——Such power!

Seeing this, let’s see you handle my bronze One-eyed Giant—

Wait.

This won’t do. A mere 40 points of Soul Power can’t release the Deep Red Beam.

But the opponent can unleash such powerful moves, as if the upper limit of 40 points of Soul Power is just for show.

——How is this possible?

As he pondered, a woman’s voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Boss, hurry up and kill it, otherwise this sea area is going to start having large-scale earthquakes and tsunamis."

The cold beauty is right!

Wu Xiaode, like a drifting leaf, dodged the wildly shooting black rays all over the sky, while looking down below.

The ocean could no longer withstand such attacks.

If he allowed the opponent to continue attacking, even the coastal cities might not be spared.

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and whispered:

"I entrust myself to the mortal realm, with snow upon my head."

A strand of dark ray approached—

Seven or eight bronze hands held Wu Xiaode aloft, lifting him to evade the rays.

At that moment.

He opened his eyes and drew the Ying Yuan Sword.

With a sweep of the sword, runes etched on the sword, fueled by his Soul Power, screeched shrilly and high-pitched in the wind.

Thunder Light surged along the blade, materializing into a fiery arc as intense as flames.

Saber Skill, Snow Slash—the second form!

——Blade of Thundering Fury!

"I’ve been quite polite with you, yet you keep attacking me over and over again. Don’t blame me for not being nice," said Wu Xiaode coldly.

"You think you can hit me?" the black skull sneered.

The next instant.

Wu Xiaode suddenly disappeared from the sky.

He was completely gone.

The black skull was stunned.

The Flying Dragon beneath him looked around and growled, "I can’t find him either."

"Damn it, use an area attack," the black skull said fiercely.

It raised the staff again——

Suddenly.

A shrill and crazed screeching seemed to echo in its ears, followed by Wu Xiaode’s voice:

"I guess you can be hit after all."

With one swing of the long sword—

Saber Skill, Snow Slash—the second form!

The black skull felt a whiff of death and shouted hurriedly, "Dragon Palace!"

In the blink of an eye.

An inexplicable aura emanated from the Flying Dragon.

The world seemed to be covered by something.

At the same time.

The black skull and the Flying Dragon disappeared together.

Wu Xiaode fell heavily towards the sea surface.

Splash!

He crashed into the ocean, only to be pulled up by seven or eight bronze hands, standing on two hands, looking around.

"Strange... What’s going on..." Wu Xiaode murmured softly.

A flicker of light.

The sea turned into a gloomy black.

A dragon, glowing faintly, emerged from the sea, speaking rapidly to him,

"You can’t beat it unless you can save me—its Power relies on mine."

——That was the Flying Dragon.

Somehow it had managed to build this space temporarily.

"How can I save you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I don’t know; I’ve been locked here by its contract for far too long. If you can save me, I will help you; if you can’t, it’s going to use my Power to kill you!" the Flying Dragon said.

Contract!

Wu Xiaode sharply caught onto that word.

But in this era, in this world, with only 40 points of Soul Power, even summoning a Demon God would only grant 40 points of Soul Power.

What’s the solution?

"Be careful, it forced me to summon the Dragon Palace world to block your attack. Now we’re about to jump back to the original world. The next move will forcibly strip the entire battlefield of Soul Power. Have you figured out how to deal with it?" the Flying Dragon said.

As its voice fell.

Everything around suddenly returned to normal.

Wu Xiaode stood amidst the sea, looking up to see the black skull and the Flying Dragon still in mid-air.

Everything that just happened seemed to be only an illusion.

"You can’t hit me," said the black skull coldly.

"Hey, I don’t understand why we have to attack each other, can we stop fighting and make peace?" Wu Xiaode shouted loudly.

The Flying Dragon emanated a halo, which landed on the black skull’s staff.

The Magic was then completed!

Endless light radiated, shining upon Wu Xiaode.

He was hit!

The black skeleton leaped down from midair, crashing into the knee-deep seawater with a loud laugh:

"How about that? You’ve lost all your Soul Power. Although I’m in the same boat, I still have a dragon tens of meters long."

"Hahahaha, the outcome has been decided!"

Wu Xiaode said nothing, his gaze fixed on the Book of the Dead.

Row after row of ice crystal characters appeared on the pages:

"The opponent has drawn all of your Soul Power."

"Attention!"

"Since you possess 2 points of Eternal Soul Power, these two points will always remain with you and cannot be taken away."

"Current Soul Power: 2/2."

"Moreover, the Power of Demon God is a force especially bestowed upon you by Sin Prison to reward your contributions. It is unaffected by any current magic and is only influenced by the settings of Sin Prison, with a fixed Soul Power of 40 points."

The ice crystal characters flashed by.

Wu Xiaode glanced at them, then looked back toward the black skeleton.

The skeleton, full of pride, waved its long staff.

"...what an idiot."

Wu Xiaode muttered under his breath before stepping back.

In a flash.

He disappeared.

Triple Death Skill—

Dreamer, Eternal Fall Demon Hand, Taiji, don’t consume any Soul Power at all!

Wu Xiaode simply hid in the mist, lightly beckoning with his hand.

Thousands of bronze hands appeared from all directions, assembling rapidly to form a giant bronze One-eyed Giant.

Thirty-six bronze hands gently came together, morphing into a curvy bronze Enchanting Demon.

Wu Xiaode extended his hands and patted the backs of both the Enchanting Demon and the bronze One-eyed Giant.

"Go," he said softly.

The bronze Enchanting Demon suddenly came to life, opened its eyes, and giggled, "Since they’ve both lost their Soul Power... Leave the dragon to me, go dismantle that skeleton first."

"I’m particularly good at dealing with these bony scraps," muttered the bronze One-eyed Giant in a deep voice.

It reached out, and from the Void summoned a massive battle hammer constructed entirely of skeleton heads.

—At this moment, they were still shrouded in Silent Demon Mist.

The bronze One-eyed Giant took a step forward, charging towards the black skeleton—

The black skeleton still had no idea.

The bronze Enchanting Demon turned her head back, and the moonlight danced in her copper eyes as she whispered, "Master, they can’t see me at all; this makes it hard for me to cast my charms."

"Go," Wu Xiaode waved his hand.

The Silent Demon Mist disappeared from the bronze Enchanting Demon.

At the same time, the bronze One-eyed Giant also stepped out of the range of the Silent Demon Mist.

The giant war hammer in its hand was already raised high—

Only then did the black skeleton notice it.

"What is this!"

Ghostly fires flickered in its eye sockets as it hurriedly patted the Flying Dragon, "Up! Block it!"

The Flying Dragon didn’t move.

Not far across from the Flying Dragon, the bronze Enchanting Demon’s hands were wrapped in a Dragon Soul whirling back and forth.

"Master, this dragon just tried to deceive you. In fact, it’s a part of that skeleton; they are one and the same," said the Enchanting Demon.

"How strange. It clearly doesn’t look the same as that skeleton," Wu Xiaode shrugged.

Thanks to the Enchanting Demon.

This dragon was truly cunning, actually trying to deceive him into wasting effort trying to save it!

"I found it strange too, but it seems it doesn’t have just one soul. Rather, it’s made of many souls pieced together, which isn’t so strange after all," said the Enchanting Demon with a giggle behind her hand.

Soul fusion?

A thought flashed through Wu Xiaode’s mind.

...Why does that sound so familiar, and what exactly is it?

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

On the other side.

The bronze One-eyed Giant, swinging its massive skeleton war hammer, kept pounding the seawater.

After seventeen or eighteen blows, it finally crouched down, scooped up the black skeleton from the water, and held it high in midair.

"Does Master have any more words for it?" asked the One-eyed Giant in a buzzing voice.

"Yes."

Wu Xiaode waved to the nearly lifeless skeleton and shouted from afar, "Hey, can we shake hands and make peace now?"

The black skeleton glanced at the immobile Flying Dragon, then at the giant made entirely of bronze, and finally said with difficulty,

"Let’s stop fighting, let’s shake hands and make peace."

Wu Xiaode burst into a smile, clapping his hands, "That’s what I’m talking about. If you had agreed earlier, we wouldn’t have had to come to this—come on, Giant, put it down."

"Understood," the One-eyed Giant said in its buzzing voice.

It gently placed the black skeleton back into the seawater.

The black skeleton gasped for air and stood up again.

"You okay?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Not dead yet," the black skeleton responded coldly.

"Fantastic," Wu Xiaode snapped his fingers, the smile on his face suddenly vanished as he uttered three words:

"Get ready—"

The One-eyed Giant stood to one side, and upon the command, slowly raised the war hammer.

Mournful wails erupted from the mighty war hammer.

—Clearly, the One-eyed Giant had channeled all 40 points of Soul Power into this strike.

In a situation where everyone else had no Soul Power, a summoned being was about to deliver a lethal blow!!!

"Hey—I’ve already agreed to stop fighting, what are you doing?" the black skeleton spoke hastily.

"When I shouted, stop, you insisted on fighting, not giving me any face—at all. So, who do you think you are? You say stop now, and I should give you face?"

Wu Xiaode spoke lazily.

He made a downward swipe with his hand.

"—Take it out."

As the words fell.

The One-eyed Giant unleashed an angry and brutal roar:

"Aaaaah, die!!!!"

The massive war hammer whistled down toward the black skeleton.

Boom—

The war hammer struck the ground.

The world became silent.

Water from the entire sea surface leapt into the air, flew to the sky, and then fell back down as a torrential rain.

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