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"Titled Douluo!!"
Roderick turned pale with fright. He could feel the monstrous killing intent emanating from Fang Xuan's body, and his entire body trembled involuntarily. He had only felt such terrifying pressure from a Titled Douluo before!
Could it be that this kid...
No! Impossible! This kid looks like he's only twenty years old. How could he be a Titled Douluo?
Roderick's expression was grim. He couldn't believe that Fang Xuan was a Titled Douluo!
"What kind of killing intent is this? It's terrifying!"
"I can't take it anymore. I'm going to die!"
"Ah! Help!"
Many of the golden-armored guards couldn't withstand the immense pressure and collapsed to the ground one by one. They foamed at the mouth and fainted on the spot. Some of the weaker ones even exploded and died. The scene was horrifying!
The killing intent swept in all directions, causing countless people to tremble with fear!
Fang Xuan had already become a Titled Douluo. His aura alone made many weaker spirit masters prostrate on the ground. After the Deathgod Domain was formed, his aura increased tenfold, becoming even more terrifying.
Just releasing his killing intent was unbearable for those around him.
"Brat! Don't be too arrogant. You have no right to be arrogant in front of me, the Kunpeng Spirit Douluo, Roderick!"
Roderick let out an angry roar, and a huge black shadow slowly appeared above his head. Its wings were like clouds in the sky, and its body stretched across the void, covering the heavens. It was incomparably massive—the legendary ancient divine beast, Kunpeng!
Roderick had the Kunpeng martial spirit and was very talented since childhood. Ever since reaching Rank 89 as a Spirit Douluo, he could even battle a Titled Douluo with Kunpeng's extreme speed. He was famous throughout the Douluo Continent.
So, he wasn't intimidated by Fang Xuan's intent to kill. Instead, he summoned his martial spirit and used his Kunpeng True Body, transforming it into a massive Kunpeng. His eight spirit rings shone as he charged towards Fang Xuan with killing intent.
"Look, that's the Imperial Tutor's Kunpeng True Body!"
"He's too strong. Even a Titled Douluo can't do that!"
"The Kunpeng's speed is unparalleled! Whether attacking or escaping, it's unmatched!"
Fang Xuan released his spirit rings. Everyone gasped in shock as they looked at the ferocious beast in the sky.
"Seven hundred-thousand-year spirit rings—how is this possible?!"
Many people's jaws dropped. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. A single person with seven hundred-thousand-year spirit rings? It was simply outrageous.
"You're just a Spirit Douluo. Who do you think you are?"
Fang Xuan snorted coldly. His black hair fluttered in the wind as he stood still, calmly watching the Kunpeng swooping down from the sky. The corners of his mouth curled up as his right fist became enveloped in purple electric arcs. Waves of terrifying thunder power radiated from him. Finally, he aimed at the Kunpeng in the sky and punched out!
"Qilin!"
He activated the spirit skill of his Thunderous Right Arm Bone. The hundred-thousand-year spirit bone's power was unleashed, and the terrifying strength of his fist transformed into a Lightning Qilin surrounded by thunder. It galloped wildly through the air, carrying an overwhelming aura as it collided violently with Roderick's Kunpeng True Body.
"Boom—!"
An earth-shattering sound rang out!
More than half of the massive Kunpeng True Body was shattered, and large amounts of blood splattered from the sky. Roderick screamed shrill as he was sent flying by the punch. He flipped several times in the air, looking utterly disheveled.
"He defeated the Imperial Tutor with a single punch! This is terrifying. Who is this young man?!"
Roderick, who was at the peak of Spirit Douluo and had even unleashed his Kunpeng True Body, couldn't withstand a single move from Fang Xuan. Defeated in just one punch, many people gasped in shock and grew more curious about Fang Xuan's identity.
Someone with the fighting strength of a Titled Douluo couldn't be a nobody!
"That figure looks so familiar... Yes! I remember now!"
At that moment, someone suddenly realized and exclaimed, "That's Fang Xuan, the one who wreaked havoc in the Spirit Hall back then!"
"What? It's that freak!"
"I heard he could fight Pope Bibi Dong to a draw back then. Now that three years have passed, I wonder how freakishly strong he's become."
"Our Balak Kingdom's peerless genius, Prince Douglas, died at his hands..."
A burst of discussion broke out once someone recognized Fang Xuan's identity. The golden-armored guards were stunned, all staring at Fang Xuan without blinking. The fear and wariness in their eyes intensified.
"Fang Xuan? Fang Xiaoniu is actually that Fang Xuan!" Ilya's eyes widened in shock, no less stunned than the surrounding soldiers.
In the sky,
Roderick used all his strength to stabilize himself. The massive Kunpeng floated in the air as he warily watched Fang Xuan. That punch hadn't killed him, but it had done significant damage. He was now weighing whether to continue fighting or seize the chance to escape.
As he listened to the murmurs around him, Roderick suddenly turned and fled without a word.
"Damn it, it's that freak! How is he still alive? And why did he suddenly come to Balak Kingdom?"
Upon hearing Fang Xuan's name, Roderick didn't hesitate momentarily and chose to run. He knew just how terrifying Fang Xuan was. Fighting him no longer would mean death, so he sought to escape quickly.
"You think you can run?" Fang Xuan snorted coldly. A flash of cold light shone from his eyes as golden spirit power surged from his body.
"Hahahaha, Fang Xuan, don't be too arrogant. I know your strength, and I admit I'm no match for you. But if I, Roderick, want to escape, no one in this world can stop me…"
"Kunpeng's Extreme Speed!!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Roderick flapped his Kunpeng wings with all his might. His colossal body turned into a streak of golden lightning as he shot toward the northern horizon.
"Bluesilver Domain!"
A vast blue domain spread beneath Fang Xuan's feet at that moment. The domain locked onto Roderick, who had been attempting to flee using Kunpeng's Extreme Speed. He found himself completely immobilized.
Long before the battle began, Fang Xuan had quietly set up his Bluesilver Domain to prevent Roderick from escaping. If Roderick had managed to use Kunpeng's full speed, even Fang Xuan might not have been able to catch up.
"God's Bestowed Blade, Copy!"
Fang Xuan stood on the ground, calmly raised his right hand, and aimed at Roderick in the sky. A golden blade shot out from his palm, directly piercing through Roderick.
This trip to the Balak Kingdom to help Ilya ascend the throne had been a mere convenience. Fang Xuan's true goal was Roderick's Kunpeng Martial Spirit. This ancient Martial Spirit, renowned for being the fastest in the world, was something he was determined to obtain!
[Copy Successful. Congratulations on obtaining the Kunpeng Martial Spirit!]
Fang Xuan's lips curled into a satisfied smile as the system notification echoed in his mind. Glancing at the colossal Kunpeng figure in the air, a cold glint flickered in his eyes. With a final strike of his Thunder Qilin, he clenched his right fist and finished off Roderick.
The Balak Kingdom's Imperial Tutor, once known as the fastest man in the world, was dead.
After completing this, Fang Xuan strode up the jade steps and fixed his cold gaze on Queen Alice, standing at the hall's entrance. She was already paralyzed with fear, her entire body trembling. The murderous aura surrounding Fang Xuan sent chills down her spine.
"No, please, don't kill me! I'm willing to submit to you! I'll follow all your commands; just spare my life!" Alice collapsed to the ground, desperately begging for mercy. Even her lover, Roderick, had been effortlessly killed by Fang Xuan. How could she possibly resist this monster?
But Fang Xuan merely spat a single word, "Die!"
A powerful surge of killing intent erupted from him, tearing Queen Alice to pieces. Her blood stained the Purple Sun Palace.
Fang Xuan stood at the top of the hall with cold composure, surveying the dumbstruck crowd below. Pointing at the beautiful young man in a skirt, he declared, "From today onward, Ilya is the new King of Balak! Does anyone have any objections?"