Fang Le's attack had originally earned nothing but Di Tian's disdain.
His arms were weak, his legs were limp, and his eyes were unfocused. He didn't look like a strong man in the slightest.
Di Tian could almost predict how feeble that punch would feel when it landed. It even seemed to him that Fang Le was using the chance to humiliate him.
But reality and imagination always differed, if only by the tiniest bit.
"Wait, what!? This power? What's going on? He actually hurt me?"
When Fang Le's fist landed on Di Tian,
Di Tian's spirit jolted.
His defenses had been breached! And that wasn't all—he'd been knocked back, too!
The distance was less than half a step, but he had still been forced back.
He was the 890,000-year-old Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, the Beast God of New Dou Forest and the number one Ferocious Beast. And he had just been injured and knocked back by a mere level-fourteen weakling!
What's more, though the attack looked feeble, it had undeniably hurt Di Tian.
And the damage it dealt was very, very wrong.
With the force Fang Le had used, it should have been absolutely impossible for him to hurt Di Tian.
Yet the moment his hand touched Di Tian's body, some inexplicable force traveled through it and inflicted damage.
The attack didn't feel like energy breaking through Di Tian's defenses. It felt as if Di Tian simply had to suffer that damage.
It was the difference between damage that could be completely negated by defense and having a little chunk forcibly shaved off his health bar.
It completely ignored defense.
The feeling of being knocked back was the same.
An attack landed on him, and he was knocked back!
If Fang Le swung a few hundred thousand more attacks like that, even Di Tian would die.
It was simply unbelievable.
Di Tian's thoughts raced.
"Hold on a moment. Scarlet King, come here! You, kid—attack him!"
Faced with Fang Le, who still wanted to attack him, Di Tian hurriedly called for a halt.
At the same time, he pointed at Scarlet King, who was standing off to one side watching the show.
"Oh!"
Fang Le said nothing. He simply turned and kept throwing punches.
Then Scarlet King wore the same utterly shocked expression as Di Tian.
The two beasts stared straight at Fang Le, speechless for a long while.
"Uncle Scarlet King, Uncle Di Tian, what's wrong? Is there something strange about Fang Le's attack?"
The Auspicious Beast tilted her head and asked in confusion as she looked at the two stunned beasts.
But they were still silent and paid her no attention, leaving her hopping around in a panic.
In the end, unable to contain her curiosity, she turned to Fang Le.
"Fang Le, hit me with your attack!"
"Don't!" x2
"Ow!"
"You brat! Why did you hit so hard? That really hurt!"
The Auspicious Beast curled up in Fang Le's arms, repeatedly nuzzling him with her little head.
She cried and fussed, making her protest clear.
That attack was too strange! After it hit her, she couldn't even tell where it hurt. She only felt as if her whole body had been beaten.
And it hurt like crazy.
Waaah!
She was the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, the Emperor Auspicious Beast. She had lived for 10,000 years and never suffered such a grievance~~
"So what exactly is going on with your attack?! Is this the ability you gained after completing the First Divine Trial?!"
By now, Di Tian had forgotten all about the dignity of a powerful being. He questioned Fang Le urgently.
He had originally assumed that such a simple God Trial would grant an ability that was, at most, unusual—and probably not very powerful.
But he truly hadn't expected Fang Le to unlock such a bizarre ability.
That attack was far too strange! It was practically a dimensional strike.
"Attack materialization. My attacks currently deal a fixed amount of damage: one."
Fang Le tried to explain the ability he had gained, but his words came out jumbled.
The main problem was that he hadn't figured it out yet, either. Who could have guessed that unlocking an ability wouldn't even come with an instruction manual?
He would have to explore it all on his own.
That was Minecraft for you.
"???" x3
Fang Le's vague answer left all three beasts with question marks over their heads.
"Could you explain it in more detail? I can't understand a thing from just those few words!"
Scarlet King had always been impatient, and he was blunt in both word and deed. Since he couldn't understand, he simply asked Fang Le to explain in more detail.
His gong-like voice, impatient expression, and constantly shaking head gave him the air of a comedian.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion and Di Tian both nodded in agreement with Scarlet King's suggestion.
"Right! In my eyes, you all have health bars! Wait a moment. You should be able to see them now, too.
"They match your age in years: Di Tian has 890,000, Scarlet King has 390,000, and the Auspicious Beast has 15,000. My attacks deal one damage.
"That means that if you can't recover, I only need to attack Di Tian 890,000 times to kill him outright."
Fang Le thought for a moment, summoned his Martial Soul, and activated his domain.
A strange light flashed.
Then, to the three beasts' astonishment, three green bars labeled with their names and health appeared above their heads.
Di Tian: 899999/899999
Scarlet King: 398762/398762
Three-Eyed Golden Lion: 15809/15809
"This..."
"How amazing!"
The three beasts looked at the health bars above their heads and couldn't help reaching out to touch them, but their hands found nothing.
They found it incredible, but also more or less understood what Fang Le's ability was.
Amazing!
A monster!
The chosen one!
They didn't know how to describe the fellow before them, but all of those words fit.
He was a being who simply shouldn't exist in this world!
That was right. In their eyes, Fang Le wasn't even human anymore. He was some kind of strange species wearing human skin.
"That's more or less how the ability works. My attack power also increases with my level: one for a Soul Master, ten for a Soul Grandmaster, one hundred for a Soul Elder, and then one thousand, ten thousand, and so on.
"And there's this... Anyway, I haven't figured it all out yet."
Before they could finish being shocked, Fang Le kept putting on a show.
He treated the campfire before him as one whole object, then began waving his arm through the air.
Cracks gradually appeared in the campfire, growing more numerous until they reached a certain point.
"Crack."
The campfire, which had still been burning a moment earlier, turned into a tiny object that gleamed silver.
It looked like a little ornament, but the flames on it were still burning.
"I can pretty much break anything and turn it into a block like this, then collect it."
He put the campfire back where it had been and demonstrated on things like wood and dirt as well.
Some things he could dig up and collect, while others disappeared after he dug them up.
Di Tian and the others were left dumbfounded.
This guy absolutely wasn't a species that belonged in this world.
At last, they understood why fate had said Fang Le was the Soul Beasts' one glimmer of hope, and why it had sent them to cling to him.
Never mind his other strange abilities.
His damage was quantified, and it increased with his level.
And each major level increased it tenfold.
Even without Fang Le becoming a Titled Douluo, the moment he reached Soul King, he would already be invincible beneath the heavens.
One million fixed damage per punch.
Given the state of Douluo Continent now, perhaps no creature besides the Silver Dragon King could withstand one of his punches.
Once he broke through to Titled Douluo—or even godhood—
A hundred million, a billion damage per punch. Even a true god wouldn't be able to take it!
And this was only his first Soul Skill.
It was impossible to imagine how powerful he would become later.
"Then what was the second skill you unlocked earlier like?"
"The second one?!!!"
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