Deity Fight? Nostril Offense and Defense Battle!
Seeing this incredible beating he was receiving, Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth gaped open in an "O" shape, feeling as if his jaw might have dislocated.
Tuoba Xi rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe what he was seeing, and muttered unconsciously.
"Is this... a person fighting with themselves?"
Dai Tianfeng was completely dumbfounded. He thought he had seen all the storms at the Maple Dye Pavilion and his mentality was already as stable as an old dog.
Now he realizes that he was too young.
God, is he really this... bizarre?
Meanwhile, on the other side, the expression on Bibi Dong's flawless new face was crumbling bit by bit.
She admitted it.
Watching the Angel God and the Rakshasa God fight like dogs inside her unwanted old body was indeed satisfying.
I even felt a little like laughing.
If her senior had sunflower seeds for sale, she would easily eat two pounds of them, praising them as she ate.
But she can't smile now.
I can't laugh even a little bit!
Those two idiots are wearing Bibi Dong's face!
She stared at "herself" and poked "herself's" nostrils with her finger!
He even used an unbelievable "flat-ground fall," landing squarely on the back of his head.
The dull thud felt as if it had struck not the floor, but her dignity as the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong's temples throbbed violently.
She could clearly sense that the gazes directed at her by the titled Douluo around her, as well as those unsophisticated bumpkins from the Star Luo Empire, were becoming increasingly strange and intriguing.
Only one thought was roaring wildly in her mind.
Get out!
You two crazy, brain-dead women, get out of my old body right now!
It's not that she's still reluctant to part with that old body.
If she weren't too weak, she would have ripped that body apart with her Spider Spear right now!
After a brief "halftime break," the body on the ground shakily stood up.
"Rakshasa! You filthy madman! Get out of this body!"
A holy yet furious voice rang out; it was the Angel God.
As soon as he finished speaking, the left half of the body was instantly enveloped in a blinding, holy golden light, which then frantically began to erode the right half.
"You're the one who should get out!"
Another hoarse and arrogant voice followed immediately, filled with disdain.
"I was the one who got in here first, why should I leave!"
Boom!
An even more sinister and domineering purplish-black demonic energy surged up from the right side of his body, clashing fiercely with the holy golden light.
In an instant, the woman in the arena was precisely cleaved in two.
The left side shone with golden light, exuding sacred majesty.
The right side is filled with overwhelming demonic energy, eerily sinister and unsettling.
Two completely opposite divine powers engaged in a tug-of-war within the same body, neither willing to give in.
The golden light and purple aura clashed and burned against each other, producing a sizzling sound, as if they were about to ignite the air itself.
Just as this force reached its peak...
Click.
A very faint yet incredibly clear crisp sound suddenly rang out.
The sound was faint, like a thin crack appearing on a block of ice.
Yet, in the deathly silent hall, it clearly penetrated into everyone's ears.
"Angel Rakshasa Dong," who was locked in a fierce battle, suddenly froze.
At this moment, the wills of the two goddesses achieved an unprecedented synchronization.
They simultaneously withdrew their divine power, abruptly lowered their heads, and their gazes fell upon those fair hands.
A hair-thin crack appeared in the palm of his hand, like a flaw on perfect white jade, particularly glaring.
The entire restaurant fell silent.
Angel God: "..."
Rakshasa God: "..."
The two goddesses, who were just moments before wanting to shake each other's brains to pieces, were now completely dumbfounded.
They were like two huskies wreaking havoc on the house, having a blast, when suddenly they realized the floor beneath their feet... had cracked.
"You... look what you've done!"
The Angel God's voice trembled slightly, a tremor that could not be concealed.
"Bullshit! You were the one who used force first!"
Without a second thought, the Rakshasa God roared back, but his arrogant tone clearly lacked conviction.
However, their argument did not stop the situation from worsening.
Click! Click, click!
More and more intense cracking sounds followed!
The crack seemed to come alive, spreading rapidly from the palm of my hand towards my arm, shoulder, and eventually my entire body!
One, two, three...
In just two or three seconds, his entire body was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, like a porcelain doll about to shatter into pieces!
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"
"Stop! My body's going to explode! If it explodes, we'll all be annihilated!"
Two terrified screams, for the first time in a harmonious voice, came from the same mouth.
Bibi Dong was taken aback when she saw this scene.
Immediately, a strange expression appeared on his face, a mixture of astonishment, absurdity, and a hint of ecstasy.
Fry!
Explode it now!
It's best to fry them until there's not a crumb left!
Bibi Dong's red lips opened and closed silently, and deep in her eyes, there was even a glimmer of "excitement".
She could already imagine these two idiots with her face on their bodies turning into a dazzling firework in the next second, and then transforming into two homeless, wandering ghosts.
Just thinking about that scene made her feel refreshed!
Unfortunately, Bibi Dong's wish was ultimately destined to be in vain.
She was even ready to beam with joy, just waiting to witness that earth-shattering "human self-destruction."
Then, an untimely voice suddenly rang out.
"Ancestor!!"
Qian Daoliu's eyes turned red, and he jumped three feet high in the air in a panic, letting out a loud shout.
"Quickly use your divine power to repair the crack! Otherwise, you'll be gone again!"
This roar finally snapped the two goddesses out of their panic.
That's right!
The body is cracked!
It can still be repaired!
We are gods!
At this moment, the two goddesses once again demonstrated amazing chemistry.
"Buzz--!"
The sacred golden light and the sinister purple aura no longer attacked each other, but instead reversed direction, surging wildly towards the terrifying cracks that covered the entire body!
The two divine forces, like the most professional super glue, fused together in an unbelievable way, rapidly filling in the shattering bodies.
The cracking sound abruptly stopped.
The spiderweb-like cracks were repaired and smoothed out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu out a long sigh of relief and slumped into a chair.
Thank goodness, the souls of our ancestors have been preserved.
However, while some are happy, others... want to kill.
Bibi Dong, who was all ready to applaud and cheer, waiting to see the "fireworks," was completely dumbfounded.
No?
Is this... the end?
Where are the fireworks?
What about my huge fireworks display?
Why did it stop exploding?!
The next second, Bibi Dong's amethyst-like eyes glared at Qian Daoliu, her heart already pounding with rage.
A thousand streams!
I'm so angry! (Undecipherable telegram tone)
Can you do **** (rapid, all-paced rhythm) without speaking!?