What Exactly Are You Trying to Do?

The entire room fell silent instantly.

"You... you..."

Yan Shaozhe's pupils contracted. Song Que's attack was too fast; even he hadn't had time to stop him.

His body tensed slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back, his gaze fixed on Song Que.

"Song Que, what else do you want to do?"

Song Que did not answer; the manic rage in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

He looked up at Yan Shaozhe, who was blocking his way, his body surging with black and red spiritual energy. He suddenly raised his arm holding the sword, and spiritual energy swirled and flowed along the surface of the black longsword before slashing down.

Yan Shaozhe's heart skipped a beat.

In terms of strength, he is Super Douluo and has no reason to fear a Soul Emperor.

But Song Que was in a completely different state at this moment. His attacks were completely unpredictable, driven only by the instinctive killing power of a wild beast.

The attack speed and explosive power, far exceeding the limits of Soul Emperor, combined with that captivating and ferocious aura, caused Yan Shaozhe to lose his focus for a brief moment, momentarily pausing.

This brief moment of vulnerability was enough to be fatal.

Song Que suddenly flicked his wrist, and the pitch-black blade energy burst forth, transforming into a thick black crescent moon that tore through the air and shot straight towards him.

Black Getsuga Tenshō!

Yan Shaozhe hastily erected Soul Power barrier to block the attack.

"Bang!"

The black crescent moon slammed into the defensive light barrier, and the violent spiritual pressure exploded instantly. The sturdy barrier was torn in Ikkaku, and the residual impact swept over his body, causing Yan Shaozhe to sway. His robes on his shoulders were torn, and a long, narrow wound was cut into his skin by the aftershock.

Yan Shaozhe's face darkened, and he finally became completely serious.

A mere Soul Emperor actually managed to injure himself.

He stared intently at Song Que, his entire Soul Power ready to be unleashed, fully on alert.

The next second, Song Que swung his blade again, and a second black crescent moon formed, whistling through the air as it flew out.

Watching the crescent-shaped light and shadow with its clear trajectory and extremely fast speed, Yan Shaozhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered inwardly.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an even more condensed barrier of Soul Power immediately appeared in front of him.

"I was just careless just now. Did you really think I couldn't handle it?"

But just as the crescent moon was about to crash into the barrier, a bizarre scene suddenly appeared.

With a flash, Song Que merged directly into the dark crescent moon light and shadow, his body completely concealed within the sword energy, disappearing into thin air.

Yan Shaozhe was startled; he had never seen such a bizarre fighting style before.

Before he could adjust his response, the black crescent moon collided with the light barrier and exploded with a deafening roar.

In the instant that the sky burst forth with pitch-black light and mist, a figure burst forth from the point where the sword energy was at its strongest, moving at an astonishing speed.

A hand suddenly reached out, grabbed Yan Shaozhe's neck, and pushed him backward.

Yan Shaozhe was forced back by the immense force of the close-range attack, and the ice on the arena beneath his feet cracked layer by layer.

He immediately activated his Soul Power to forcefully shake off Song Que and stabilize himself.

But for a dignified Super Douluo to be choked at close range by a Soul Emperor, he had already lost all face.

His face darkened, and nine Soul Ring his body instantly rose, as he prepared to unleash his full power to suppress Song Que.

Just then, the eerie Visored on half of Song Que's face suddenly shattered, turning into specks of white light that scattered and fell in all directions.

The raging black and red spiritual energy instantly subsided.

Song Que was slightly taken aback, then quickly withdrew his hand. The frenzied rage in his eyes faded rapidly, and his gaze returned to its clear state.

Looking at Yan Shaozhe, who was close at hand, furious and on guard, and Dai Yueheng lying in a pool of blood on the ground, he snorted coldly, sheathed his sword, and retreated.

Yan Shaozhe's expression softened slightly, but he was both angry and wary inside.

They were furious at Dai Yueheng's foolish recklessness, but even more afraid of Song Que's unfathomable potential.

Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and said in a deep voice:

"Song Que, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Song Que glanced at him and said coldly, "What do I want to do? Why don't you tell me what you want to do?"

"That shot just now almost killed me right there on the stage!"

Yan Shaozhe's expression was grim as he coldly said, "But you survived, and even turned the tables and killed Dai Yueheng."

Song Que smiled coldly, looked up at the high platform, and spoke loudly, his voice resounding throughout the entire venue.

"White Tiger Duke!"

Do you think Dai Yueheng deserves to die?

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

On the high platform, Xu Jiawei's expression changed slightly. He turned to look at Dai Hao beside him without saying a word.

Dai Hao's face was gloomy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Although Dai Yueheng is my son, he openly violated the rules and committed a despicable sneak attack. He deserves to die, and this is the punishment he deserves."

Upon hearing Star Luo Empire, the people in the audience nodded in agreement.

They fully approved of the White Tiger Duke's actions.

Dai Hao paused, then continued, "However, he is, after all, my son..."

"I won't take advantage of you... In the future, after you break through to the Soul Douluo realm, I will still ask you for guidance as your father."

Seeing that Song Que was unharmed, Du Busi laughed loudly in mid-air.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Talk is cheap!"

"I really didn't know that the White Tiger Duke's Mansion and Virtue Hall had become so close?"

"They're even using Virtue Hall's specially made Fixed-Installation Soul Guidance Cannon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jiawei and Dai Hao's expressions changed slightly. They exchanged a glance but remained silent.

Jing Hongchen cheerfully stepped in to defuse the situation, saying, "Hahaha, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. We at the Virtue Hall are just pure business people."

"By sheer coincidence, I sold some of the products to Dai Yueheng."

Dai Hao frowned slightly and fell silent.

It is common knowledge that the relationship between the Star Luo Empire and the Sun Moon Empire has always been tense.

Virtue Hall has never sold high-level soul-guided weapons to the Star Luo Empire.

The fact that this Tier-Eight Piercing Cannon has now appeared in the hands of the Duke's Mansion inevitably raises many questions.

Xu Jiawei smiled slightly, "Hehe, Hall Master Hongchen, there's no need to sow discord."

"The Star Luo Royal Family has absolute trust in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, there is no doubt about that."

Jing Hongchen smiled and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. I, Jing Hongchen, am merely stating the facts and have no other meaning."

Xu Jiawei nodded and said nothing more.

Dai Hao didn't bother to argue, he just snorted coldly and said nothing more.

In the VIP section, Princess Xu Jiujiu's expression was much more solemn than Xu Jiawei's.

Although she believed in the character of the White Tiger Duke.

However, it is an indisputable fact that the people in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion had private dealings with the Sun Moon Empire.

She looked at Dai Hao on the high platform with a complicated expression, her eyes flickering slightly.

On the arena, Song Que didn't care about any of that.

His body swayed slightly, and a strong feeling of weakness swept over him.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, "It seems my Soul Power is almost completely depleted."

He still retained some consciousness after his outburst.

He could feel the warm current flowing from the Hōgyoku, and he could feel the process of becoming Hollowfication.

However, he was very puzzled, as he had no Hollow Power within him, so why was he still able to trigger Hollowfication?

"Never mind, perhaps it's still because of the Hōgyoku..."