Two staffs and a tail struck Yang Ming!
A flicker of delight immediately appeared in the eyes of Golden Crocodile Douluo and the two brothers, Qian Jun Douluo and Dragon-Subduing Douluo.
"Boom!"
An enormous crash erupted, like a pile driver hammering the ground. Deafening waves of sound raged through the air, powerful enough to rupture eardrums. Had everyone present not been highly leveled and promptly sealed their ears with Soul Power, they might already have gone deaf.
But they had underestimated Yang Ming's defenses far too much!
The pitch-black armor formed from Kagune blocked the vast majority of the damage for Yang Ming. Less than thirty percent of the attack's power remained, enough to cause him only a faint twinge of pain.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Spiderweb cracks spread across the pitch-black battle armor, and dozens of fragments even fell away, exposing the powerful body beneath, as though cast from steel. As Yang Ming poured in his Soul Power, however, Kagune continually emerged, swiftly sealing the damage to his armor.
Yang Ming raised a hand and wiped away the trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. A chilling gleam moved through his Rinnegan as he surveyed his surroundings. Upon seeing his old acquaintances, Dragon-Subduing Douluo and Qian Jun Douluo, the corners of his mouth curled slightly into a mocking smile.
"You two again. Rats who are always ambushing people from behind. This time, I won't let you off!"
"Limbo! Border Jail!"
Three clones stepped out of Yang Ming's body. Even if each clone had not inherited his full strength, each possessed at least eighty percent of it.
These clones could not be seen with the naked eye. Only Spirit Masters whose spiritual power had reached a certain level could detect their presence.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other