Chapter 175: Weak Spot: The Face!
As the Sect Master of the Black Emperor Sect, Mo Tianxing possessed numerous high level Dou Techniques, including some secret trump cards he rarely revealed.
"Kid, if I'm not mistaken, your current form is the result of some sort of body refining Dou Technique, isn't it?" Mo Tianxing sneered, his laughter echoing ominously. His body was now covered in a layer of black gold armor, as though cast from metal. A terrifying surge of energy erupted from within him, radiating outward.
"Let me see how much strength your body can withstand against my Black Emperor Body!"
With a thunderous burst of Dou Qi, Mo Tianxing's once brawny figure shrank unnaturally, leaving him emaciated to the point of appearing skeletal. Yet his aura grew exponentially more fearsome and oppressive.
"Careful now, brat. With one strike, I'll rip your heart out!" Mo Tianxing grinned maliciously, his teeth gleaming coldly against his ink black skin.
Lu Bu's eyes narrowed. In the original story, Mo Tianxing rarely fought, so Lu Bu didn't have much knowledge of his combat techniques. He had assumed Mo Tianxing's expertise in spatial manipulation would leave him at a disadvantage against someone with Ancient Void Dragon bloodline powers. But he hadn't expected the old man to have such a trump card.
Suddenly, Mo Tianxing stepped forward, vanishing in an instant.
A split second later, a razor sharp gust of wind roared toward Lu Bu, aiming straight for his heart.
Bang!
A hand with a metallic sheen snapped upward, catching the skeletal black gold claw mid strike.
Lu Bu smirked coldly. Trying to rely on speed in front of a seventh tier alchemist? Do you think my soul perception is just for show?
"What?!" Mo Tianxing's pupils constricted in disbelief. The boy had managed to keep up with his speed?
"This Black Emperor Body has a major weak spot… Do you know where it is?" Lu Bu sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Swish!
Before Mo Tianxing could reply, a massive fist tore through the air, creating a deafening sonic boom as it hurtled directly toward his face.
The weak spot: the face!
The air howled with the force of the punch, its momentum relentless.
Boom!
The explosive sound reverberated as ripples of shockwaves spread outward. Mo Tianxing let out a pained scream as he was sent flying, slamming into a rocky outcrop with enough force to shatter it into dust.
Lu Bu shook his fist, blowing lightly on its back as he grimaced. "Damn, that guy's face is tough as hell."
With a clatter, Mo Tianxing emerged from the rubble, clutching his nose. His ink black face now carried a strange expression, evidence that Lu Bu's punch had done more damage than he cared to admit.
"Roar!"
With a guttural growl, Mo Tianxing lunged forward, his bone spiked fists tearing through the air with deadly precision. Each strike radiated sharp, murderous intent as he aimed to envelop Lu Bu in his frenzied assault.
Lu Bu roared back, his body glowing with purple gold light. He didn't dodge or retreat but charged straight at Mo Tianxing.
Boom!
A purple gold silhouette collided violently with a black gold one. The sheer force of their clash sent visible shockwaves rippling outward like a tidal wave.
The recoil from their impact sent both figures hurtling backward, carving deep trenches into the ground as they skidded to a stop.
Mo Tianxing's eyes lit up with glee. This brat doesn't know his limits. He dares to trade blows with me head on? This is how I'll bury him.
But Lu Bu simply clenched his fists and let out a furious roar, charging forward once more.
He wanted to test the limits of his Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Technique, and Mo Tianxing had conveniently presented himself as the perfect punching bag. Losing? Not a concern Lu Bu still had his trump card.
"Courting death!" Mo Tianxing's eyes flashed with a cold light. With a furious snarl, he threw a punch into the void, causing the space to warp and shimmer.
As Lu Bu's figure reappeared within striking range, he didn't dodge. Instead, he let out a tiger like roar and threw a punch aimed squarely at Mo Tianxing's face.
Boom! Boom!
The muffled sound of fists colliding with flesh echoed as both their attacks landed squarely on each other.
Thud, thud, thud…
Mo Tianxing staggered back three steps, his breathing heavy. Black gold light flickered erratically across his face as he forcibly absorbed the blow from Lu Bu.
But Lu Bu stood firm. His golden dragon like eyes blazed as he let out a resounding roar. Purple gold light surged around him as his foot stomped the ground, sending up a plume of dust. Not retreating an inch, he charged forward again.
He had abandoned all defense, relying solely on his body to endure the damage while launching an all out assault on Mo Tianxing.
"Let's see how many punches you can take!" Mo Tianxing's eyes glinted with rage as he roared back, throwing himself headlong into the clash.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each collision of their fists sent shockwaves rippling outward, their ferocious battle shaking the very ground. The terrifying aftershocks made even the Dou Wangs fighting Zi Yan pause to watch in awe.
"Gulp… Isn't that guy a Dou Wang? How is he holding his own against the Sect Master like this?"
"Damn it… How are both of these students from the Jia Nan Academy so ridiculously strong?"
"That guy's physical strength alone is probably stronger than that puppet…"
The Dou Wangs couldn't help but feel chills. The aftershocks of such a fight would have been enough to kill them outright. If any of them were to face that pretty boy in combat, they wouldn't last a second.
Zi Yan's large, dark eyes reflected the purple gold figure of Lu Bu. Her little eyebrows furrowed. Lu Bu can't be a magical beast, so where is this energy coming from?
Could this be the technique he mentioned for helping him cultivate?
But why… Why does it feel so different from mine? And why does it smell so good on him?
Zi Yan frowned, confused. For someone whose brain mostly revolved around food, these thoughts were far too complicated.
"Forget it, I'll think about it later. Let's beat up these guys first!" With a glint in her eye, Zi Yan turned her attention back to the Dou Wangs, letting out a battle cry as she charged back into the fray.
Boom!!
A loud explosion sent the purple gold and black gold figures hurtling apart. Blood splattered onto the soft, sandy ground.
Lu Bu crashed to the ground with a heavy thud, his scales peeling and curling off, blood seeping from beneath them.
Cough, cough… Clutching his chest, Lu Bu coughed violently, blood splattering with each breath.
In a direct clash, he had lost. For now, the Azure Sky Dragon Transformation Technique was still no match for Mo Tianxing's full powered four star Dou Zong strength.
"Guess I'll have to ask Zi Yan for more blood essence…" Lu Bu sighed inwardly, already formulating his next steps.
Cough, cough… "Hahaha, kid, you've got guts, daring to go head to head with me!" Mo Tianxing wiped blood from the corner of his mouth, laughing wildly, though his eyes burned with anger and darkness.
Despite his boasting, Mo Tianxing wasn't unscathed. His chest bore a large, sunken bruise, evidence of the damage Lu Bu had inflicted.
Even with his Black Emperor Body, Lu Bu had caused considerable harm. Without his deep cultivation, he might have fallen to that barrage of punches.
If this boy reached the Dou Huang level, Mo Tianxing knew he would no longer stand a chance.
Cough, cough… "You're dead, kid. No one can save you now!" Mo Tianxing growled, blood dripping from his mouth.
With a booming step, he leapt forward, summoning a massive black blade shaped like a demonic head. Laughing maniacally, he raised it high and swung it down, its chilling aura radiating death.
"Hmph…" Lu Bu staggered to his feet, his lips curling in disdain.
"Hahaha… Have you accepted your fate already?"
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Suddenly, a burst of multicolored light erupted from Lu Bu's chest. Mo Tianxing's maniacal grin froze in place.
In that radiance, he sensed a familiar yet far more powerful presence than before.
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