Battle Yun Ming

'Su Jiu' drew his fingers across the edge of the Phantom Night Horizontal Blade. A layer of void tides surged across the blade's surface, instantly staining the entire weapon in amethyst.

The next moment, he lunged forward in a burst of speed. Ripples appeared in the spatial barrier as he transformed into a crimson afterimage. With a fluid motion, he brought the Phantom Night Horizontal Blade to his waist, the opening thrust aimed directly at Yun Ming.

As for Yun Ming, he was surprised to find that the eight void light waves were merely feints. They struck his Four-Word Battle Armor without dealing a shred of damage.

'Su Jiu's' actions were no different from poking a tiger in the rear—the damage was negligible, but the insult was immense.

The last shred of hesitation in Yun Ming's heart vanished. If he had to bully the young with his seniority, so be it!

He would make this brat from the Leng Family pay in blood to learn the meaning of status and the weight of being the continent's number one.

The intent of the Sky-Propping Spear flared violently. With a flick of his wrist, a silver bolt of light shot forth, locked onto Su Jiu.

Void Leap!

With a shift of will, 'Su Jiu' swapped places with the Needle-Bee Sentry, allowing the sentry to slip into the void and narrowly escape the blow.

Yun Ming frowned, instantly realizing that as long as this sentry existed, all long-range attacks were futile.

He recalled the Sky-Propping Spear with a wave of his hand, lighting up his first, third, and fourth soul rings. His aura surged like a rising mountain.

A sharp, world-dominating edge ignited in his eyes. Carrying the confidence and battle intent of the world's strongest, he concentrated everything into the spear tip and thrust forward with ferocity!

'Su Jiu' knew exactly how terrifying this strike was. With a flick of his blade, he intercepted the spear at an angle of extreme precision and cunning, using a subtle force to perfectly parry and deflect the momentum!

Yes, Yun Ming's eyes widened in disbelief; his peerless, ferocious strike had actually been deflected!

But 'Su Jiu's' follow-up slashes and horizontal cuts arrived immediately. Yun Ming barely managed to parry these two strikes by flicking the butt of his spear.

The opponent's offense did not cease. Another upward strike aimed directly at Yun Ming's throat.

Yun Ming retreated rapidly to maintain a safe distance, yet a shallow scratch appeared on the battle armor covering his chest!

He locked his gaze onto the figure before him. Every strike from his opponent was eerily precise, so perfect that every move seemed beyond the reach of human capability.

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless! Steady! Swift! Fierce! Cold! Toxic! Absolute!

It was no exaggeration to say that in a pure physical brawl, he, Yun Ming, would likely lose more than half the time!

Yet, his current cultivation was that of a peak quasi-god, a holder of a demigod position!

Seventh Soul Skill: Heaven-Propping Avatar, activate!

Yun Ming's aura surged once more, leaving him only one final step away from true godhood.

The intent of the Sky-Propping Spear expanded, sweeping across the sky. A crescent moon appeared—a moment of absolute slaughter. The finishing move was unleashed!

Void Leap was triggered again in the blink of an eye, and this time, one of the sentries was completely destroyed.

When 'Su Jiu' reappeared, his blade traced circles, shattering the surrounding violent spear intent. Then, with a fearless posture, he charged at Yun Ming once more!

Yun Ming raised his spear to parry, absorbing the rain of strikes. Sparks flew, obscuring their vision.

Seizing the moment, he threw a punch. 'Su Jiu' deflected the force and countered, and as his body flew backward, he landed two slashes on the hand Yun Ming hadn't yet retracted.

Yun Ming felt two cold gusts pass by. When he checked his hand, he found two gashes in his gauntlet. Blood gushed through the cracks—the opponent had struck with perfect timing once again!

Blood drawn!

Clearly, he had fallen slightly behind and lost the first exchange.

Yun Ming did not like this feeling at all!

Eighth Soul Skill: Space-Breaking Divine Spear!

Yun Ming's formidable spiritual power spread like a net, locking onto 'Su Jiu' as he entered the state of man and spear as one. His will and the spear's edge merged completely, leaving no gap between them.

Their speed reached its limit. Like a lock being broken, they shot toward 'Su Jiu's' position, triggering a series of sonic booms.

Seeing this, 'Su Jiu' triggered Void Leap again, and in an instant, another sentry was destroyed.

Yun Ming pressed his advantage. Six explosions rang out in succession. Under the state of his Martial Soul Avatar, using the eighth soul skill seven times in a row consumed a massive amount of soul power. He was down to thirty percent, while 'Su Jiu's' sentries were completely depleted!

You can't escape now!

However, 'Su Jiu' could slip into the void at any time to dodge attacks; he was simply waiting to land a heavy blow on Yun Ming!

The moment of victory had arrived; Yun Ming felt as if he had grasped the future!

Heaven-Propping: Sun-Shooting!

The Sky-Propping Spear pierced through the abdomen of the Phantom Night Wanderer. But the feedback from the spear felt wrong. Yun Ming looked closely and saw that it was empty inside!

Does that mean he has been fighting Su Jiu's Four-Word Battle Armor all this time?

Then where is he?

A sudden change occurred!

A heart-wrenching, agonizing pain erupted from Yun Ming's right arm, piercing straight to his crown.

The pain was like being consumed by fire, or suffering the erosion of annihilation—it was unbearable.

He instinctively reached out with his left hand, only to grasp empty air!

He looked down and saw his severed right arm still tightly gripping the Sky-Propping Spear as it fell!

"Pavilion Master Yun, it seems you have lost!"

Yun Ming intended to continue the battle, but a sudden, intense warning of biological crisis pierced straight through his crown.

In the distance, Su Jiu's right arm had just been reset after being dislocated; the dull ache had yet to dissipate, and the entire limb was trembling slightly.

The Flame Demon Roar remained braced in his arms, its pitch-black muzzle gleaming with a forbidden and ominous aura. This time, the crosshairs were locked onto the center of Yun Ming's brow, not wavering by a single millimeter.

If this shot fired, Yun Ming would surely die!

"Yun Ming, I have already spared your life once; do not waste my mercy on you!"

Su Jiu's words were transmitted to Yun Ming word for word through A-Qi, pulling him back from the brink of a desperate, final stand.

He, Yun Ming, now belonged to the collective of Shrek Academy; he no longer belonged to himself. Shrek needed him, and it could not afford to lose him. He could not die yet!

In this battle, Yun Ming had lost—lost in a complete mess, and even in a state of utter confusion!

He did not even know that the one who had been fighting him all along was the AI A-Qi of the Sharp Bee Hunting, and that Su Jiu had handed over full control of both the Sharp Bee Hunting and the Phantom Night Wanderer to A-Qi, which was how he achieved the simultaneous use of his two martial souls.

Su Jiu himself put away the Flame Demon Roar and stepped in front of the Phantom Night Wanderer controlled by A-Qi. Fortunately, only the chest armor was damaged; it was not a major issue.

"Yun Ming, you, the number one person on the continent today, I, Leng Wuduan, shall take that title."

Having said that, he paid no further attention to the shift in Yun Ming's emotions and turned to walk into the auction house. With Leng Yaozhu holding down the fort, no one dared to tear off their masks and attempt a robbery.

Seeing that Su Jiu was unharmed, Leng Yaozhu smiled slightly, her eyes filled with infatuation and pride.

So her A-Jiu had already become this strong; the promise from the past—to defeat Yun Ming and become the number one person on the continent—had already been fulfilled!

"Sister, I will leave this place to you."

"A-Jiu, go up and get some rest. Leave the rest to me."

After Su Jiu left, she immediately withdrew the gentleness from her face, reverting to the stern Sky Phoenix Douluo.

"There was a minor interlude just now. First, let me share some good news with everyone: my Leng Wuduan has defeated the limit quasi-god Yun Ming while at the Super Douluo cultivation level, becoming the number one person on the continent today. Seven days from now, the Leng Family will host a grand banquet, and we cordially invite everyone present to attend!"

"The auction continues!"

In the end, the Three-Word Battle Armor of the Dark Hummingbird was purchased by the War God Temple for one hundred tons of rare metals. The Dark Hummingbird himself and his Three-Word Battle Armor were packed up and taken away on the spot, happily securing a life of ease in his next one.

In the auction box.

"Little Bell, come and knead my shoulders."

"Yes, yes, Master..."