Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 538 - 425: Flowers and Youngsters (Part 2)_2

Chapter 538: Chapter 425: Flowers and Youngsters (Part 2)_2

She said in a gentle voice:

"Brother Wu."

"In boxing, it’s oneself that you compete against. If you don’t possess a sufficient self, your punches won’t show flair."

Wu Xiaode got up from the ground and gasped, "What is your self?"

Shen Xiujun said proudly:

"My self is purer, greater, and more irresistible than that of all beings."

"It is destruction."

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded and said:

"I kind of understand now."

"A punch is an extension of all the energy one possesses, and this energy is not just reckless violence, but all that a person is as a flesh and blood entity."

"Boxing is using all that you are to take hits from, or to hit, another."

Shen Xiujun smiled silently.

Thinking carefully, how many beings have I slain?

I can’t remember.

But among all the forgettable killings and destruction, the person before me could truly be considered of genuine talent and beauty.

Only such a person—

Is worthy to drag me into this mission.

With this thought, she couldn’t help but nod inwardly.

However, she didn’t know that earlier Wu Xiaode

"Brother Wu, can you still go on? One last exchange?"

asked Shen Xiujun.

"Bring it on," Wu Xiaode said.

Shen Xiujun giggled and stuck out her tongue, "I’ll go first this time."

She slightly bent her knees and lightly tapped the ground.

Boom!!!

A deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground.

In an instant.

Her fist infinitely enlarged in front of Wu Xiaode’s eyes.

Time seemed to slow down again.

Wu Xiaode felt as if he was back in that dark, boundless underground tunnel again.

The air was filled with despair and fear.

Wu Xiaode let out a roar, his spirits lifted, and he suddenly threw a punch.

"Eh?"

Shen Xiujun’s voice sounded.

She withdrawn her punch and lifted her arm in a reverse motion, elbowing straight towards Wu Xiaode.

In a flash.

The dark tunnel disappeared.

Wu Xiaode’s whole body was drenched with sweat, as heavy as if he had just been pulled out of water, barely able to raise his hands.

An elbow strike?

Bring it on, my energy—

I’ll put it all out there to contend with this strike!

Wu Xiaode brought his hands together, confronting the elbow strike like a cannon hammer.

"Interesting."

Shen Xiujun simply stated, her elbow strike suddenly turning into a soft palm touch on Wu Xiaode’s doubled fists.

She leveraged herself up, revealing her long legs clad in black silk.

A knee strike!

Wu Xiaode’s pupils dilated.

It was indeed a knee strike!

The force of the knee was mighty, efficient as a weapon for attack, defense, and counterattack, whether on the streets or in the ring!

Her consecutive changes in strategy flowed like clouds and water, as if she had been waiting for him.

And each time, the force was greater than before.

—As she said, it was a naturally born move that subdued all beings, an innate method growing ever more overwhelming until the opponent could no longer resist.

"No! I can’t lose to her!"

Wu Xiaode hastily lifted his sharp elbow—

He suddenly froze.

Everything around him vanished.

He found himself standing amidst boundless long hair.

In the infinite Void, a massive monster stood immovable, looking down at him, and he stood in the palm of its hand.

Powerless to resist.

—The understanding of power was completely on a different level.

As she said, boxing is using all of oneself in the fight.

But her "self" was far too powerful.

Thud—

Wu Xiaode was thrown back, rolling out seven or eight meters.

Shen Xiujun’s knee strike hit him squarely on the cheek and the bridge of his nose, sending him flying, and only then did she cover her skirt, gracefully landing back on the ground.

"Brother Wu, are you alright?"

Shen Xiujun asked with concern.

Wu Xiaode lay on the ground, his face covered in blood, his nose bridge shattered, gasping for breath.

He seemed to have even lost the strength to lift his hands.

Shen Xiujun glanced up and felt that the repressed fury from the past several days was finally being released.

"Should I help you heal?"

She asked.

Wu Xiaode said, "No need, I’m reflecting on that last strike here, don’t bother me."

As his voice faded,

a loud "clang" resonated and above Shen Xiujun’s head, another star emerged.

Three stars now.

Just one more star and she would reach "Respect"!

Shen Xiujun’s face lit up with delight as she cheerily said:

"Brother Wu, I’ll prepare a drink for you. Once you’re rested, come back to the bar, okay?"

"Okay, we’ll continue fighting tomorrow," Wu Xiaode said.

"I’m fine with that, Brother Wu." Shen Xiujun agreed on the spot.

If they kept this up, her reputation would soon reach the level of "Adoration," and then a final showdown would ensue.

"Hmm, get me something to drink, I want a cocktail," Wu Xiaode said.

"As you command, Brother Wu!"

Shen Xiujun turned and headed towards the bar.

She entered the bar.

The bar door closed.

There was no one else on the street.

Ulysses quietly appeared, one hand holding a gold bar and the other emitting a soft holy radiance, shining on Wu Xiaode.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a brutal fight, I know a shattered nose bridge is a particularly painful experience."

Ulysses shook his head and commented.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaode got up, pulled out the Desert Sword, and plunged it into his chest.

Heavenly Ghost!

In an instant.

He left the world of the living and was transported to a random Death World.

"Audrey."

He softly called.

The Ghost Queen crossed from the Void and looking at his condition, exclaimed:

"How did you get so injured?"

"Give me the World Skill immediately, I want to go to your world," Wu Xiaode demanded.

The Ghost Queen, accustomed to such sights, sensed something unusual right away.

She pressed her hand on Wu Xiaode and commanded:

"Ghost Country."

In an instant.

The two appeared inside the spire of an ancient castle.

Wu Xiaode waved his hand, releasing boundless Demon Mist.

This was the Death World not favored by calamity demons, and he was transported here randomly.

Audrey used a rare Death Skill—

The World Skill released by the power of ghosts.

Plus—

The continuously enhanced Demon Mist.

Triple protection.

Even if Shen Xiujun came, she would need at least some time.

Taking advantage of the moment—

Wu Xiaode pulled the Book of the Dead from his chest, flipping to a specific page.

A row of ice crystal small characters had already emerged on the page:

"In seven minutes and fifteen seconds, the blessing of the Death God will run out."

"With the blessing of the Death God, you released ’End’: The Judgement Angel Seal of the Double Angel Curse."

"When you said, ’You take the first shot, I’ll try to receive it’, the opponent injured you while you did not counterattack during this battle."

"Condition for activation met."

"Judgement Angel Seal activated successfully!"

"Effect: Immediately judge the opponent, select one of the opponent’s abilities to copy unto yourself as medicinal compensation and damages."

"Attention!"

"This is an unprecedented copying; you have no choice!"

"You have gained Infinite Tribulation Power!"

"But you might not be able to contain such a terrifying force!"

Wu Xiaode’s body erupted with a mighty blood mist.

He lay on the ground, bursting into fits of wailing.

The Book of the Dead automatically turned to the Wishing Wall page.

Countless Heroic Spirits emerged from the Wishing Wall, all shouting in unison:

"Hold on!"

"Such a thing has never happened before!"

"This is the only time to grasp their power—"

"Wu Xiaode, you must hold on!"

Wu Xiaode rolled and wailed continuously on the ground, as if tormented by an invisible force.

His agonizing screams echoed throughout the castle.

Blood water, following the movement of his body, smeared obscure patterns on the ground.

—Like a blood rose blossoming upon his body.