Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 445 - 398: Human Emperor vs. Outstanding Figures!

Chapter 445: Chapter 398: Human Emperor vs. Outstanding Figures!

Without knowing when it began, the fog around became even denser.

Qiong immediately sensed something was amiss.

Because she could no longer see anything clearly.

"Where are you?"

She asked anxiously.

A female voice rose from the midst of the fog:

"Stop looking for Arian, he’s fighting with Siang."

Audrey appeared quietly.

"Who are you?" Qiong asked warily.

"I’m his Shadow Follower, from the Death World," Audrey said with a smile.

Shadows of ghosts began to emerge around her.

"Undead... It’s the first time I know there is such a strong undead like you," Qiong said, looking at her.

——Since she was Arian’s follower, it was not surprising after all.

The fog all around was also Arian’s.

It seemed he had other cards up his sleeve.

"Why am I here? Let me out, I can help Arian," Qiong said, confused.

"You cannot leave, you must stay in my Ghost Country to ensure you won’t be discovered, you are safe here," Audrey said.

"But why?" Qiong asked.

"Because Arian needs to borrow your Soul Power to fight; once you are killed by Siang, his own Soul Power is too little, and he won’t be able to use various ’End’, ’Advent’, and ’Tao Power’ anymore," Audrey explained.

This reason convinced Qiong.

"You’re right, if his Soul Power isn’t enough and he overexerts his body, I won’t be able to fight Siang either..."

After pondering for a few moments, Qiong added, "When will you let me out? When Arian wins?"

"Not necessarily, if they both end up injured and need you in the fight, then I will let you go," Audrey said.

Qiong let out a long sigh of relief.

Not having to fight Siang.

This made her nearly snapping nerves relax, so much so that she began to feel an illusion as if she were dreaming.

Outside.

On the square.

"Three minutes... there’s not much time left."

Wu Xiaode said, then suddenly moved, charging towards Siang.

But Siang controlled his shadow steed to retreat.

His title was "End Knight," and the speed of this battle steed was truly as quick as lightning, so much that Wu Xiaode simply couldn’t catch up.

"Hey, why are you running?" Wu Xiaode stopped, feeling helpless.

"I know the strongest Ends of the entire Council, and among them, there is no one like you who can copy someone else’s End," Siang said cautiously, his face showing a hint of reminiscence.

"I am the new generation of the Shangmo family, this End is new as well," Wu Xiaode replied.

He casually opened his crimson cloak.

Countless Blood Shadows surged out from the cloak, turning into human forms, overwhelming and densely packed, and launched an attack on Siang.

"Child’s play!"

Siang shouted, also pulling open his own crimson cloak.

An equal number of Blood Shadows surged from his cloak, confronting the other human forms.

The same techniques.

The same strength.

The same power.

——However, the blood-colored figures belonging to Siang were defeating Wu Xiaode’s one by one.

"For centuries, I’ve honed each of their skills, mastered their Ends; even if you’ve copied this ability, how can you fight me!"

——"All of you, attack. Kill that impostor over there!"

Siang commanded loudly.

After all, this was his End.

Whether it was skill or experience, he was stronger!

The Blood Shadows from both sides collided like a tide, one side dwindling ever more, and the other growing increasingly stronger, clearly winning by more than a notch.

Suddenly, Siang felt an unease rising in his heart.

——Where was Arian?

He had vanished!

Behind those numerous Blood Shadows, Arian had disappeared without a trace!

"Guardian Blood Shadow Group, appear——"

Siang roared.

His crimson cloak shook and thundered, and what followed were ten Blood Shadows.

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred——

Around them, a sudden flurry of bronze fists like a violent storm, sent those Blood Shadows flying.

"Come guard me again!"

Siang ordered.

He unfolded his cloak, continuously summoning Blood Shadows.

Only to see Wu Xiaode already emerging from the Void, wearing a pair of black boxing gloves, like an arrow shot straight from behind at himself.

His fists struck like lightning, and all the Blood Shadows in their path were no match for a single blow.

"Get out of the way!"

Wu Xiaode bellowed, his fists, along with the Sealing Fists around him, relentlessly pounding at those Blood Shadows, charging through them like a juggernaut.

Watching this, Siang suddenly came to his senses.

Although the opponent had copied his own End, the strategy had been to use it as a cover.

This guy really wanted to rush through the multitude of Blood Shadows and kill me in one fell swoop!

The image of being hit by the opponent’s "Divine Bite" during the previous battle re-emerged in Siang’s mind.

Since his strongest point is close combat—

Then let’s give it a try!

Let’s see who kills who!

With this thought in mind, Siang urged his warhorse, instantly breaking away from the melee and quietly appearing hundreds of meters away, clapping his hands together:

"Corpse Pile Mountain · Specter!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

Streaks of bloodlight soared into the sky, then descended, one after another merging into his body.

"What’s the matter? Want to change the stance?"

Wu Xiaode squinted, saying discontentedly.

He was a bit too slow with his sneak attack before, if only he could have gotten his Netherworld Grotto Heaven · Sealing Hand in, this guy would be nothing but bones now.

Now look.

This "Specter" was about merging all the Blood Shadows into one’s body, effectively having hundreds of people stacking together.

Unless he killed the eight hundred-year-old remarkable souls attached to him, there was no way he could reach Siang’s true form.

Wu Xiaode clenched his fist.

Boom—

All the Blood Shadows also transformed into streaks of light and flew back, merging into his body.

"Corpse Pile Mountain · Specter!"

The same move again!

Seeing him act this way, the corner of Siang’s mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Still too young after all.

This move was about gathering all the combat skills and strength of every person, fully concentrated in one, a secret skill to fight against thousands.

It abandoned the use of various magics and ends, but it’s the strongest defense!

He had trained for hundreds of years before he gained a little from it.

This kid actually dared to use this move!

Siang softly clapped, sitting on the warhorse and looking down at Wu Xiaode, saying:

"Do you have any last words?"

"I died a few days ago, and now I only want you to taste it too." Wu Xiaode said.

"Is that so..."

Siang spurred his warhorse, suddenly disappearing from the spot.

The next instant.

He appeared in the void in front of Wu Xiaode, pulling the reins with one hand—

Yet a Blood Shadow clung to the surface of his body, helping him tighten his grip on the spear with his other hand and thrust at Wu Xiaode.

A faint blue light rippled around him and the warhorse.

—Tyrant Body · Charge Breakthrough Beheading!

This move was from a remarkable individual of the Shangmo family who was best at mounted combat!

It emerged from Siang, controlling his body and making him launch this killer strike!

Who knew that Wu Xiaode would just stand still, taking a boxing stance.

He faced the spear, suddenly turned with a spin, deftly avoiding the point, and without waiting for his opponent to recover, he flipped onto the shaft and charged toward Siang.

Siang’s pupils shrunk abruptly, his mind going blank for a moment.

He dodged it?

How is that possible?

—This was the Riding Spear Skill that was invincible in the battle at Wanchao Mountain, renowned in all directions!

Regaining his senses, he saw Wu Xiaode already charging at him.

Siang abandoned the spear, striking Wu Xiaode with boxing techniques.

Wu Xiaode "huh"’d, parrying the incoming fist and countering with a punch that hit Siang’s chest.

Siang didn’t retreat an inch, only grunting.

A Blood Shadow faded away behind him.

—Eight hundred-year-old remarkable individual, just one killed by Wu Xiaode.

And there were still hundreds, thousands more from the Shangmo family!

Unless they were all dead, Siang would not truly be killed!

"Grappling? We both have undying bodies now, but a punch still hurts all the same." Siang said, grinning.

Suddenly, a brand new set of Battle Armor appeared on him.

"This you can’t copy, can you!"

He drew his short sword and slashed at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode sidestepped the blade, his leg whipped out like a thunderclap against Siang’s Battle Armor, kicking him staggeringly back.

Another Blood Shadow flew up from Siang’s body and vanished.

Human Emperor’s Martial Arts · Divine Bite!

"Good martial arts, but what can that do? I possess all the martial arts of the eight hundred-year-old worthies, do you think you can win against every move?" Siang said with disdain.

Even he dared not imagine such a thing.

Throughout the eight hundred years, how many heroes there were, many of them actually far surpassed himself in strength.

He had also used methods of scheming and treachery to get their heads.

Hearing this, Wu Xiaode stopped, surprise showing on his face.

"Eh? Family Head, pretty smart, huh?"

He sincerely praised, then continued walking toward the other, speaking:

"The Human Emperor isn’t home today, so I’ll stand in for him and have a good fight instead, after all, I’ve received his legacy, and over there, they always like to say I’m good at fighting—"

"Watch me today as I smash through all the martial arts of your eight hundred-year-old worthies, and then take your head."

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