Wudao Tian was furious. Several of his tentacles intertwined and began rotating rapidly, one transforming into a drill that shot towards Jun Linseng.
A parry, a sidestep, a slash.
The steaming tentacle drill fell to the ground. Jun Linseng shook his head. "Haven't I taught you not to always rely on brute strength? Skill is very important."
"What a joke! If you can't win with strength, then why cultivate the Power Dao at all?" Wudao Tian shouted.
The original tentacles fused. The enormous octopus head began to shrink, revealing a humanoid monster resembling Wudao Tian, but with two extra pairs of arms on its back.
"Interesting. Have you directly transplanted Three Heads and Six Arms?" Jun Linseng asked, intrigued.
Wudao Tian's expression gradually grew serious. "Master, the real fight is only just beginning."
The previously severed tentacles surprisingly transformed into weapons such as sabers, spears, swords, and axes, now held by Wudao Tian's six arms.
