Dugu Bo's Winning Hand, Chrysanthemum Ghost Numb

"Wait till I start pounding you—this old man will go easy. I guarantee you'll just be dizzy, sore all over, but I won't cripple your foundations!"

Hearing Dugu Bo's words.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were utterly speechless.

"Haven't seen you in a few months, Old Poison, and your cultivation hasn't grown much, but your bragging skills sure have. This old man wants to see how you make me dizzy!"

They'd been fighting their whole lives—who didn't know who?

I wasn't putting on airs with you, but you're putting them on with me.

Yue Guan indicated he wasn't about to indulge this.

Today, he had to teach Old Poison a lesson, make him know who the real boss was.

"Hahaha, you Chrysanthemum Pass alone aren't enough for this old man to handle. Come on, Old Ghost, you join in too. That Two Elements Still Domain of yours—this old man's been itching to experience it for a long time. Never had the chance before, but today you two have to let me broaden my horizons!"

Facing Chrysanthemum Pass's attack.

Dugu Bo took a step forward.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure, to the extreme, erupted from within him without restraint!

The aura of a ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo instantly burst forth fully.

The wind and clouds changed color at that moment.

The surrounding trees trembled under this pressure, countless leaves instantly turning to powder!

The presence of a ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo, like majestic heavenly might, instantly enveloped the oncoming Yue Guan and the yet-unmoved Gui Mei!

At this moment, feeling that unrestrained aura.

Yue Guan, charging forward, was completely stunned.

Standing on a thick tree branch, Gui Mei, who hadn't yet acted.

His ghostly qi, always shrouding his body, nearly failed to hold steady from the shock.

Both of them widened their eyes at the same time, staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar old rival as if they'd seen a ghost.

"How... is this possible?"

"This—this aura—"

"It's the same as the Grand Guardian's—a Limit Douluo aura?!"

"Old Poison, how could you have this kind of presence?!"

Yue Guan slammed on the brakes mid-air.

Screaming at Dugu Bo like he'd seen a ghost.

Just a few months ago, this old poison was still a ninety-first-level Title Douluo gatekeeper.

Aside from his tricky poison skills.

There was nothing unusual at all.

But now, only a short few months had passed.

How had he become this terrifying figure who, with a single move, blasted Limit Douluo aura across the entire scene?

This wasn't even how cheats worked!

Dugu Bo looked at their clueless expressions, feeling an exhilaration that beat even drinking iced sour plum soup on a scorching summer day.

He twisted his neck, joints cracking with a sharp pop.

"Chrysanthemum Pass, stop your nonsense. Today, you and Old Ghost are definitely getting a beating—no escaping it!"

"But don't worry, I, Dugu Bo, keep my word. I said I'd only rough you two up, and I won't leave any hidden injuries."

"Come on, taste this loving iron fist from your old man!"

Before the words faded.

Dugu Bo's figure vanished instantly.

When he reappeared, he was right in Yue Guan's face!

No soul skill used.

Just a simple, unadorned punch!

But on that fist, it condensed the vast, ocean-like terrifying soul power of a ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo!

Good thing Chrysanthemum Pass was homegrown.

If he'd come from that little island nation.

Facing this punch, he'd definitely be screaming "Yamete"!

No, wait—Chrysanthemum Pass was pretty effeminate.

But he was still a man, after all.

Yadie wasn't right for him.

He should've called out to Yamalou.

Unfortunately, Chrysanthemum Pass wasn't produced on that side of the world.

So, facing Dugu Bo's punch, he instantly activated his Martial Soul True Body, boosting his defenses.

At the same time, he shouted urgently—"Old Ghost, save me!!"

Over on Gui Mei's side, the moment Dugu Bo made his move, his soul power had already surged into motion, ready to strike.

But unfortunately, just as he was about to unleash his support, he realized with regret that he'd already been locked in place by a terrifying, boundless aura.

That feeling made his skin crawl.

Like facing a ten-thousand-year soul beast in his youth.

Every hair on his body stood on end in an instant.

So—thud!

A dull impact rang out.

Yue Guan's effeminate face twisted instantly under Dugu Bo's fist.

His whole body flew backward like a cannonball, snapping over a dozen towering trees in succession before slamming viciously into a small hill, stuck so deep he couldn't be pried out!

At that moment, seeing this, Gui Mei's scalp went numb.

One punch!

Just one punch!

Yue Guan, at level 94, had been beaten into this state!

Had Old Poison really broken through to the Limit Douluo level?

Gu Changge and the others gasped at the sight.

Brutal!

Truly brutal!

Chrysanthemum Pass was utterly pitiful!

Taking that punch, the five labors and seven injuries went without saying.

But he definitely wouldn't be getting up for three to five days.

"Satisfying!"

After knocking Chrysanthemum Pass flat with one punch, Dugu Bo felt like he was flying from the sheer pleasure.

"Let you, Chrysanthemum Pass, bully me back in the day—now you know my power, don't you!"

Dugu Bo withdrew his fist, blowing on the nonexistent dust.

Savoring the full flavor of vengeful mischief, he taunted Chrysanthemum Pass, who'd been beaten nearly incapable of living on his own.

Then, he turned his head to look at Gui Mei, who was frozen in place.

"Old Ghost, now it's your turn."

Gui Mei shuddered all over, the ghostly aura around him churning violently in that instant.

That punch!

If he took it, he'd probably end up black and blue all over.

No way, no way!

Absolutely not!

The grudge between Old Poison and Chrysanthemum Pass

was born from mutual disdain and grudging respect.

It had nothing to do with him.

Back when they were constantly bickering, he was always the one mediating, turning their relationship into one of rivals and friends.

He had no reason to pay for the mess Chrysanthemum Pass had stirred up.

That punch—he absolutely couldn't take it.

Then—

Gui Mei wasted no words. Without a second thought, he decisively sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"I'm not fighting. I concede!"

"Your business—you two settle it yourselves!"

"I'm not getting involved!"

"Whatever you want to do, I'll go along with it!"

"But you, Old Poison, don't you dare take the chance to get back at me and drag me into a fight too!"

"All those times you two went at each other—I was the one mediating, keeping the peace, and that's why you've got this love-hate relationship today!"

"Old Poison, you can't bite the hand that fed you!"

Gui Mei struck the firmest pose—

and uttered the most cowardly words.

The moment those words landed—

Gu Changge: "..."

Dugu Yan: "..."

Even Dugu Bo himself stood frozen in place.

Was this still that aloof Ghost Douluo?

Was this still one of Martial Soul Hall's infamous pair that made people tremble in fear?

Where was his dignity?

"Really not fighting?"

Dugu Bo rubbed his hands together, asking with a look of regret.

"Definitely, absolutely, and one hundred percent—not fighting!"

Gui Mei refused without hesitation.

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