Chapter 464: Gaining the Spot
Boom!
A surge of overwhelming blood-red light spread across the square, and everyone could see that Bloodthorn's pair of Blood Demon Fangs had begun to swell and wriggle within the glow.
Hiss hiss!
The sound of the bloodfangs tearing and rapidly regenerating echoed sharply throughout the square, making it particularly ear-piercing.
However, those familiar with Bloodthorn couldn't help but have serious expressions, clearly dreading this change in him.
"It's really the Bloodlight Demon Fangs," Shui Muqing murmured, biting her lip as she watched the blood-red fangs on Bloodthorn swell and wriggle.
"It's said that these Bloodlight Demon Fangs were created by an ancient powerhouse. This killing technique not only strengthens the power of the bloodfangs but also makes them nearly indestructible. Below the level of a Dou Zun, few can resist it," said the elderly man in the blue robe, Shui Cang, with a grave expression.
"This time... Mo Yu is in for a tough battle."
The surrounding Shui family members also nodded solemnly, fixing their eyes on the center of the arena. The fate of their family's qualification for Wanshe Island now rested entirely on whether Mo Yu could emerge victorious.
"So that's the Bloodlight Demon Fangs, the legendary technique Bloodthorn inherited. We're finally seeing it today," murmured Wu Mang from the Wuwei Clan, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the scene in the arena with a faint smile.
"It's quite impressive," said Wu Jun, standing beside him, also watching the blood-red figure in surprise.
"The Bloodfang Clan truly lives up to its reputation as one of the top powers in our Sea Clan. If he fully unleashes the Bloodlight Demon Fangs, no one in our Wuwei Clan, except for me, could withstand it. It seems that kid won't even qualify for Wanshe Island. I overestimated him."
Wu Mang sneered and nodded, "Since he has a grudge with the Prince of Jiaolong, after this competition, the Shui family will likely suffer as well."
Wu Jun smiled coldly, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze fixed on the arena. "That is... if he even survives this fight against Bloodthorn."
Boom!
The immense blood-red glow in the arena suddenly exploded outward like a storm. A deep, raspy roar echoed from within.
As the blood-red light dissipated, a pair of massive bloodfangs, each about ten feet long, appeared in the middle of the arena. These bloodfangs were dark red all over, seemingly covered by layers of crimson horn-like structures. Blood-red light shimmered on the fangs, exuding a faint, eerie aura, and they were covered in sharp, dark red bone spikes.
At this moment, Bloodthorn resembled a demon from ancient times—ferocious, terrifying, and emanating a towering killing intent.
Mo Yu stared at the transformed Bloodthorn, his expression growing serious. The so-called Bloodlight Demon Fangs were indeed a powerful trump card.
"I told you, your life is mine to take!"
Bloodthorn's eyes glowed with a crimson light as he slowly clenched his fists, feeling the explosive power surging within him. A bloodthirsty desire rose in his heart as he gazed at Mo Yu from afar, a sinister smile forming on his face.
Whoosh!
Before his words even finished, Bloodthorn stomped hard on the ground, and a violent gust of wind erupted.
Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly as his arms crossed in front of him, and a multicolored lightning aura surged up instantly.
Bang!
Bloodthorn's massive figure moved at blinding speed, appearing right in front of Mo Yu. His giant bloodfang, covered in a dark red shell, punched violently at Mo Yu's crossed arms.
A wave of violent power exploded, turning the ground beneath Mo Yu's feet into dust.
Boom!
Mo Yu's body was sent flying by the tremendous force, but he quickly regained his balance with a swift palm strike, cracking the air behind him and dissipating the deadly energy.
Glancing at his arms, he felt a sharp pain. His eyes narrowed—Bloodthorn's Bloodlight Demon Fangs were indeed powerful.
"Oh, you have some skill after all, to be able to block my Blood Demon Fangs!" Bloodthorn was slightly surprised that Mo Yu had survived without serious injury. Any other peak Dou Zong fighter would have had their arms pierced through by his attack.
"But how many times can you withstand attacks like this?"
Bloodthorn grinned. His whole demeanor now embodied raw power, each movement carrying a force capable of shattering mountains.
Huff.
Mo Yu rubbed his injured arm, exhaling slowly as a smile crept onto his face.
"Your power and piercing strength aren't bad… but…"
Suddenly, radiant lightning surged from Mo Yu's body, forming a majestic and oppressive suit of lightning armor. His voice echoed powerfully.
"But… you're facing me!"
As soon as he spoke, Mo Yu's aura began to climb rapidly, like a rollercoaster, until it peaked at the level of an Eight-Star Dou Zong!
"What kind of secret technique is this, allowing him to increase his strength by two stars?!"
The crowd gasped in shock as they watched Mo Yu's aura soar, their faces filled with disbelief.
Even the previously indifferent Prince of Jiaolong now wore a serious expression. Mo Yu's current aura gave him a slight sense of danger.
"Sister, Brother Mo Yu actually has such a powerful technique," Shui Muxue said in astonishment, her beautiful eyes fixed on the silver-eyed youth in the arena.
"It seems we've underestimated Mo Yu's true capabilities. His background must be more impressive than we can imagine," Shui Muqing murmured softly.
In the arena, Mo Yu smiled as he clenched his fist, feeling the surge in his power. Initially, he had thought his Six-Star Dou Zong strength would be enough to defeat Bloodthorn, but after their intense fight, he had to reveal some of his hidden cards.
However, with his current Eight-Star Dou Zong strength, it was more than enough to beat Bloodthorn. Thus, Mo Yu didn't summon his Thunder Wings, preferring to keep some cards close to his chest.
Seeing Mo Yu's strength increase so dramatically, Bloodthorn's cold eyes flashed with surprise. But before he could make a move, Mo Yu took the initiative.
Boom!
Wielding his divine black thunder spear, Mo Yu unleashed a dazzling burst of black light. A loud dragon's roar echoed through the sky, causing countless eyes to tremble. Moments later, an enormous, towering black dragon began to materialize within the swirling black light.
As the light spread, the crowd gasped in unison when they saw the massive creature that emerged.
"A dragon?!"
Shocked voices and gasps filled the square as many people's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the gigantic black dragon coiled in mid-air, hundreds of feet long.
The sheer power and pressure radiating from the dragon's body, which was characteristic of a true dragon, caused many eyes to constrict.
"It's not a real dragon… it's a weapon spirit, the spirit of an eighth-grade weapon," Shui Cang said gravely, eyes full of surprise.
Shui Muqing nodded slowly, her beautiful eyes fixed on the massive black dragon in the sky. Its serpentine body was strong and majestic, with black lightning flickering across its dragon scales. Its form was nothing short of perfect.
"Damn it, how is this guy's weapon spirit so powerful…"
Bloodthorn's crimson eyes stared at the enormous black dragon in mid-air, a hint of fear in his heart. From the black dragon's body, he felt an incredibly dangerous energy.
Under the gaze of the black dragon's lightning-filled eyes, even the violent power surging within Bloodthorn seemed somewhat suppressed.
"Let's see whose strength is greater—your eighth-grade weapon spirit or my Bloodlight Demon Fangs!"
Bloodthorn's eyes gleamed with a vicious light as he erupted in a torrent of blood-red energy. His body transformed into a streak of dark red light, resembling a curved blade with his terrifying bloodfang at the tip, ripping through the air and leaving a black trail behind.
"Bloodfang Demon Slash!"
The dark red light tore through space with a low, rumbling growl as it charged straight toward Mo Yu.
In the square, Mo Yu's expression remained calm. With his strength now at the Eight-Star Dou Zong level, he held his black spear firmly as the black dragon coiled around him. The dragon's eyes gazed at the oncoming bloodfang slash with the indifference of a deity looking down upon an ant.
"Earth-tier advanced Dou Technique, Black Dragon Howling Spear!"
As the spear was thrust forward, the massive black dragon's claws extended, radiating a vast wave of black light. It carried with it a world-shattering energy, exuding a peculiar and mighty aura.
Boom!
The Black Dragon Spear collided with the dark red bloodfang slash, and in that instant, the world seemed to pause.
Boom!
But the stillness only lasted for a moment. Then, the crowd's eyes shrank as they watched the Black Dragon Spear plummet like a falling meteor, smashing the bloodfang slash into the ground.
Rumble!
The entire square collapsed at that moment. The Black Dragon Spear seemed to hold a power capable of suppressing all things.
As the square crumbled, the Black Dragon Spear quickly disappeared. The giant black dragon spirit in the sky also shrank before returning to Mo Yu's Thunder Spear.
The square fell into utter silence as everyone stared at the slender figure floating in mid-air, then slowly lowered their gazes.
In the collapsed square, a blood-covered figure struggled to stand but ultimately collapsed powerlessly. The dull thud of his arm hitting the rubble caused everyone's hearts to skip a beat.
Bloodthorn, who had unleashed the Bloodlight Demon Fangs, had been completely crushed by Mo Yu with a single spear!
The once noisy square grew silent as astonished gazes locked on the ruined battlefield.
At the Shui family's seats, Shui Muqing and the others stared in disbelief. A moment later, joy began to spread across their faces.
"Such tremendous power," Shui Cang said with a solemn expression. He could sense the terrifying energy contained within the Black Dragon Spear that Mo Yu had unleashed, a power that completely overwhelmed Bloodthorn.
"So this is the strength of an eighth-grade weapon. Even in Zhongzhou, eighth-grade weapons are extremely rare. I wonder where he comes from…" Shui Muqing murmured softly.
Hearing this, Shui Cang's face showed a thoughtful expression. He looked at Shui Muqing and spoke meaningfully.
"They say even heroes have a weakness for beautiful women. If we want Mo Yu to keep protecting the Shui family, it will depend on you and Muxue."
Shui Muqing was momentarily stunned, but then her delicate face flushed with embarrassment as she realized what Shui Cang was implying…
"Damn brat, he's stronger than I thought," muttered the Prince of Jiaolong, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the crumbling square and then at the thin figure hovering in the air. His cold gaze darkened.
At this moment, the disdain he had once held for Mo Yu had vanished entirely. After witnessing Mo Yu's earth-shattering spear attack, the Prince of Jiaolong knew it would be foolish to underestimate him any longer.
Standing next to him, Ao Guang furrowed his brows slightly and muttered, "Who is this guy? With such strength, he couldn't have remained unknown in Zhongzhou."
Ao Guang pondered for a moment but couldn't come up with an answer. He then spoke coldly, "Regardless, since he dares to look down on our Twin-headed Jiaolong Clan, he must be taught a lesson. And I suspect he's only helping the Shui family for the chance to enter Wanshe Island. Once there, you, Ao Jiao, can teach him a lesson. You could even eliminate him quietly. After all, not everyone who enters Wanshe Island comes out alive…"
Upon hearing this, the Prince of Jiaolong paused, then looked toward Mo Yu in the arena, nodding with a sinister smile.
Though Mo Yu had demonstrated impressive strength in defeating Bloodthorn, he was still slightly weaker than the Prince, who was on the verge of breaking through to the Dou Zun level. If he could quietly kill Mo Yu on Wanshe Island, even if Mo Yu had a powerful background, there would be no evidence left behind.
Floating in mid-air, Mo Yu looked down at the collapsed square and the weakened Bloodthorn, a slight smirk forming on his lips.
With his increased strength, even the battle techniques he mastered in his previous life, though not yet fully practiced in this one, could be unleashed in an instant.
The Black Dragon Howling Spear, combined with the Black Dragon Spirit, carried such overwhelming power that nothing could stand in its way. But the energy it consumed was equally immense.
Fortunately, Mo Yu's current strength, enhanced by his Thunder Armor to reach the Eight-Star Dou Zong level, was enough to crush Bloodthorn with a single strike.
As the battle came to a close, Xuangang Zunzhê slowly stood up. His eyes filled with surprise as he looked at Mo Yu and announced:
"The final spot on Wanshe Island belongs to the Shui family!" (Chapter End)
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