What should he do?
Thunder Emperor had exhausted his strength; it was too late for him to throw another punch.
He could only cross his arms before Lude's blade.
The blade wreathed in black flames struck Thunder Emperor's arms solidly.
Lude's face was filled with excitement. This was the first time he had truly struck Thunder Emperor since the real battle began!
Yet the moment the blade touched Thunder Emperor's body—
Sizzle, sizzle—Lude's gaze froze slightly.
The blade smoothly cut through Thunder Emperor's coat, and black flames instantly crawled over it.
The blade sluggishly cut into Thunder Emperor's flesh, like a dull knife sawing through cowhide.
Then—the blade was stopped.
It was stopped by Thunder Emperor's bones.
"What—
Could a mortal's bones really be this hard?!
The next moment, Thunder Emperor had already recovered his breath.
With a thought, Thunder Emperor released a shockwave from the surface of his body, blasting Lude away.
Immediately afterward, Thunder Emperor grabbed his collar and tore it apart.
His tie, shirt, and overcoat were all ripped from his body.
Only a tank top remained on his upper body.
Then, he looked at his wounded arm. Black flames still burned silently within the wound.
"Hmph."
Thunder Emperor snorted and flicked a finger at the wound.
The black flames on the wound, along with the flesh cells around it, were flung away.
Even a layer of bone was scraped away by the shockwave.
Yet after this bone-scraping treatment, Thunder Emperor merely raised a hand and pressed it against the wound.
A surging vitality instantly welled up from within him.
When he removed his hand, a layer of pink new flesh had already grown over the wound.
"You're very good."
Thunder Emperor turned to Lude and spoke in a low, grave voice.
"Since reaching this level, you