Su Jiu's fingers swept across the edge of the Phantom Night Horizontal Blade. Layers of spatial tides surged across its blade, and in an instant, the entire weapon was dyed purple as crystal.
The next moment, he burst forward in a quick dash. Ripples appeared in the spatial barrier, and his whole body became a crimson afterimage. As he moved, the Phantom Night Horizontal Blade was already poised at his waist, its opening thrust aimed straight at Yun Ming.
As for Yun Ming, what he hadn't expected was that all eight waves of spatial light had been feints. They struck his Battle Armor, yet did not cause the slightest damage.
Su Jiu's actions were no different from patting a tiger on the backside: hardly any damage, but intensely insulting.
The last trace of hesitation in Yun Ming's heart vanished completely. So what if he bullied someone younger? He'd bully him!
He would make this green young man from the Leng Family learn, at the cost of blood, what respect for rank meant—and what it meant to be the greatest person on the continent!
The Sky-Propping Spear's intent surged. With a lift of Yun Ming's hand, a streak of silver light shot from his grasp, its target none other than Su Jiu.
Void Leap!
As his will shifted, Su Jiu exchanged places with the Needle-Bee Sentry. The Sentry slipped into the void, evading the attack with ease.
Yun Ming frowned. He instantly understood that while the Sentry was present, all long-range attacks were useless.
With a lift of his hand, he summoned the Sky-Propping Spear back through the air. His first, third, and fourth Soul Rings lit up, and his aura soared like a mountain.
A disdainful sharpness burst from his eyes, bearing the confidence and fighting spirit of the greatest man of the age. He poured it all into the spear's tip and thrust with ferocious force!
Su Jiu already knew how terrifying the force behind this strike was. His blade rose and fell, sweeping out in front of him at an impossibly precise and cunning angle. With a deft application of force, he met the Sky-Propping Spear and perfectly parried and redirected it!
Yun Ming's eyes widened, filled with disbelief. His own fierce, unstoppable strike had actually been deflected!
But Su Jiu's overhead chop and horizontal slash followed close behind. Yun Ming raised the butt of his spear just in time to block both blades by the skin of his teeth.
His opponent's assault didn't stop. Another rising slash came, this time aimed straight at Yun Ming's throat.
Yun Ming retreated sharply, quickly putting some distance between them and maintaining a relatively safe range. Yet his Battle Armor had still been scored with a shallow line across the chest!
His eyes locked onto the figure before him. Every one of his opponent's strikes was so precise it was almost uncanny, every move perfected beyond what a human body should be capable of.
Fast! Precise! Ruthless! Steady! Swift! Fierce! Cold! Vicious! Unrelenting!
It was no exaggeration to say that in a purely physical brawl, Yun Ming would have more than a fifty percent chance of losing!
And yet, his cultivation was at the peak of the quasi-god level. He was the holder of a demigod position!
Seventh Soul Skill: Heaven-Propping Avatar, activate!
Yun Ming's aura surged once again. He was only one final step away from becoming a true god.
The Sky-Propping Spear's intent swelled, its edge sweeping across most of the sky. A crescent moon flashed—one instant, one fatal strike. His killing move was unleashed!
Void Leap activated again in the blink of an eye. This time, one of the Sentries was completely destroyed.
When Su Jiu appeared again, his blade swept out in a circle to either side, slashing apart all the raging spear intent at close range. Then, with a fearless, death-defying air, he struck at Yun Ming again!
Yun Ming raised his spear to block the continuous slashes, which came down like a sudden shower. Sparks erupted at once, obscuring both their vision.
He seized that instant to fire off a punch. Su Jiu raised his hand to redirect the force and countered. As his whole body was knocked backward, he slashed twice at Yun Ming's hand before it could be withdrawn.
Yun Ming felt two cold gusts brush past. When he raised his hand to inspect it, he found two cracks in his gauntlet. Blood gushed through them. Clearly, his opponent had struck with perfect precision once again!
First blood!
Clearly, he had fallen slightly behind and lost the initiative.
Yun Ming hated this feeling!
Eighth Soul Skill: Space-Breaking Divine Spear!
Yun Ming's formidable spiritual power spread like a net from heaven, locking tightly onto Su Jiu. In an instant, man and spear became one. His will and the spear's edge merged completely, without the slightest separation.
They moved at the utmost speed, as if all their restraints had been unlocked, hurtling toward Su Jiu's position. Sonic booms exploded one after another.
Seeing this, Su Jiu activated Void Leap again. In an instant, another Sentry was destroyed.
Yun Ming pressed his advantage, unleashing six consecutive explosions. Under the Martial Soul Avatar, using the Eighth Soul Skill seven times in succession clearly consumed a tremendous amount of Soul Power. He had only thirty percent left, while Su Jiu had exhausted all his Sentries!
Now you can't escape!
However, Su Jiu could slip into the void at any moment and evade every attack. He was simply holding back until he could land one devastating blow on Yun Ming!
Now that victory was within reach, Yun Ming felt as though he had seized the future!
Heaven-Propping: Sun-Shooting!
The Sky-Propping Spear pierced straight through the abdomen of the Phantom Night Wanderer. Yet the impact transmitted back through the spear felt wrong. Yun Ming looked closely—and found it was empty!
So he'd been fighting Su Jiu's Four-Word Battle Armor all along!
Then where was Su Jiu?
A sudden change erupted!
A heart-rending pain shot through Yun Ming's right arm, stabbing straight into his skull.
The pain was like being burned alive, or eaten away by annihilation—impossible to endure.
He instinctively reached for it with his left hand, but grasped only empty air!
He lowered his head and looked closely. His severed right arm was still tightly clutching the Sky-Propping Spear as it fell!
"Pavilion Master Yun, it seems you've lost!"
Yun Ming wanted to keep fighting, but a sudden, intense biological threat alert stabbed into his mind.
In the distance, Su Jiu had just dislocated his right arm and forcibly set the bone. The dull pain had yet to fade, and his entire arm trembled faintly.
The Flame Demon Roar was still braced in his arms. Its pitch-black muzzle radiated forbidden menace, and this time its sights were trained on the center of Yun Ming's brow, without the slightest deviation.
One shot, and Yun Ming would die!
"Yun Ming, I've already spared your life. Don't waste my mercy!"
Su Jiu's words were transmitted to Yun Ming, one by one, through A-Qi, pulling him back just as he was about to fight to the bitter end.
Yun Ming now belonged to the collective of Shrek Academy. He no longer belonged to himself alone. Shrek needed him and could not afford to lose him. He couldn't die yet!
Yun Ming had lost this battle—lost utterly, and in a complete daze!
He didn't even know that the one who had been fighting him all along was A-Qi, the AI of Sharp Bee Hunting. Su Jiu had handed A-Qi full control of both Sharp Bee Hunting and the Phantom Night Wanderer, allowing him to use both his Martial Souls at the same time.
Su Jiu put away the Flame Demon Roar and stepped in front of the Phantom Night Wanderer under A-Qi's control. Fortunately, only the chest armor had been damaged. It wasn't a big problem.
"Yun Ming, you may be the greatest man on the continent, but I, Leng Wuduan, will take that title from you."
After saying this, he paid no further attention to Yun Ming's reaction. He turned and walked into the auction hall. With Leng Yaozhu holding the fort, no one dared to risk a falling-out and snatch the prize by force.
Seeing that Su Jiu was unharmed, Leng Yaozhu smiled faintly, her eyes full of wonder and pride.
So her A-Jiu had already grown this strong. He had fulfilled the promises he'd made long ago: defeat Yun Ming and become the greatest person on the continent!
"Sis, I'll leave things here to you."
"A-Jiu, go upstairs and rest. I'll take care of everything here."
Once Su Jiu had left, she immediately let the warmth fall from her face, once again becoming the stern Sky Phoenix Douluo.
"Something unexpected happened just now. First, let me share some good news: my Leng Wuduan, with the cultivation of a Super Douluo, has defeated Yun Ming, a peak quasi-god, and become the greatest person on the continent. Seven days from now, the Leng Family will host a grand banquet. Everyone here is cordially invited!"
"The auction will continue!"
In the end, the Dark Hummingbird's Three-Word Battle Armor was bought by the War God Temple for a hundred tons of rare metals. The Dark Hummingbird herself and her Battle Armor were both bundled up and taken away on the spot, securing a worry-free life for the rest of her days.
Auction hall, private room.
"Little Bell, massage my shoulders."
"Yes, yes, Master..."
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