After casually swatting Kai away, Toji Fushiguro continued:
"Summon your Demon Armor! Let me see how powerful it is."
"Yes, Your Majesty, the Tyrant!"
Kai answered, and azure armor covered his entire body.
Then he charged straight at Toji Fushiguro, dragging his great blade behind him.
The blade scraped across the floor tiles with an ear-piercing screech.
Almost instantly, Kai reached Toji Fushiguro.
His great blade slashed straight at him.
Toji Fushiguro still did not dodge. He simply extended two fingers and lightly pinched.
Crack!
Just like that, he caught the blade between his fingers.
"Boom!"
The floor beneath Toji Fushiguro's feet instantly cracked outward like a spiderweb.
That alone showed how much strength Kai had put into that slash.
If an ordinary Soul Saint had taken that blow head-on, they would likely have been crippled or gravely injured, if not killed outright!
However, despite how effortless Toji Fushiguro's movement looked, he had actually used twenty percent of his strength.
Twenty percent of a Super Douluo's strength was terrifying indeed.
This also served as proof of just how powerful Kai was after summoning his Demon Armor.
Clang, clang, clang!
What followed was a relentless barrage of slashes from Kai, with Toji Fushiguro blocking them at an unhurried pace.
"Not bad! After summoning your Demon Armor, the destructive power of your attacks alone
has already reached the level of a High-Rank Soul Saint, or even a Low-Rank Soul Douluo."
Toji Fushiguro praised him, his hands never stopping as he continued to block.
As he blocked, he kept explaining combat techniques to Kai, along with how to control every muscle in his body so that each swing could unleash its greatest power.
Not only did Kai gain a great deal, even the spectators felt they had benefited immensely.
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