"Brat, are you going to keep dodging forever?" Bone Douluo was beginning to lose face. He actually couldn't land a hit on a Soul King.
Sword Douluo would surely give him an earful after seeing this. Hadn't he just handed him something else to hold against him? Who knew how long he would be mocked for it.
"Then try this move, Senior Bone."
Su Ling used the Eight Desolations Fist, going straight to the eighth punch, which could unleash 3.5 times his own punching power in a single strike.
Su Ling's strength was already at the level of a newly advanced Soul Saint. Multiplying his punching power by 3.5 was no small matter, and the attack also carried his unique soul power.
Thus, the power of this punch was already more than 3.5 times his usual strength.
Seeing Su Ling's punch come at him, Bone Douluo thought, Finally! He threw a powerful punch in return.
But the instant their fists met, Bone Douluo thought, This is bad.
An immense force surged toward him. Bone Douluo hadn't initially put enough strength into meeting Su Ling's attack, and its power caught him completely off guard.
Although Bone Douluo increased his strength in an instant, he was still a little too late. He was forced several meters backward before coming to a stop.
Su Ling remained standing where he was. Bone Douluo had been driven back.
Silence fell over the scene. Su Ling hurriedly said, "You truly live up to your title as a Titled Douluo, Senior Bone. That was my full-strength attack, yet you still neutralized it with ease."
Of course, Bone Douluo wasn't injured. That unexpected blow had merely left his arm aching a little.
"Mm, you're very good."
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