330: Black Hole Kick

Everyone present was fully focused, holding their breath in tension.

They even used peeping and recording skills, wanting to clearly see this battle between the two.

"You will be the thirty-seventh person to be defeated by me."

Qing Wushuang said indifferently, his tone carrying an arrogance that looked down on the world.

He waved the short blade in his hand.

Within his Domain, clear and slender green blade lights appeared, crisscrossing. Wherever they passed, whether it was a hard iron mountain or the corpse of a mechanical demon, everything was split in two.

But when the green blade lights landed on Jiang Yuan's battle armor, they were instantly bounced off, leaving only streaks of white marks.

"Clang clang clang clang clang!!"

From beneath the faceplate of the black battle armor came the young man's light chuckle:

"Are you polishing me?"

Qing Wushuang's face sank.

This level of defense... it's really troublesome.

The next Moment.

The black warrior spatial leaped without warning, appearing before him, his right hand forming a claw and reaching forward.

A brilliant green light flashed in Qing Wushuang's eyes, and green qi and blood erupted from his body. The terrifying transparent energy evolved into a swirling black hole.

The black warrior's claw collided with the black hole vortex.

"Boom!"

The air vibrated violently, countless electric arcs surged and intertwined, and shockwaves swept uncontrollably like a tide in all directions!

Even hundreds of meters away, the incoming shockwave forced the Faceless Guild members back several meters.

Wu Su: "Hiss... this is truly terrifying."

Seeing that the black warrior's right hand was about to penetrate the black hole vortex formed by the Star Dome Cracking Energy, Qing Wushuang frowned slightly, sensing a hint of danger.

He could even break through the perfected Star Dome Cracking Energy, just how high was this guy's attack power?

"Whoosh!"

His figure instantly blurred, leaving an afterimage, and exchanged positions with a phantom on a certain mountaintop.

Unexpectedly, a shadow enveloped him from behind.

That elusive black warrior also followed closely, arriving in an Instant.

Qing Wushuang's pupils contracted, and he switched positions again.

Reappeared.

Switched positions again.

Again...

The two figures constantly dodged and weaved.

Every time Qing Wushuang just created some distance, the opponent would instantly appear behind him again.

As if deliberately being half a beat slower than him.

Carrying a hint of playfulness...

"What kind of joke is this... can that spatial leap ability be used infinitely?" Drunken Swordmaster wiped his face, somewhat doubting life.

Perverted defense combined with spatial leap and aura concealment, if this were used for assassination and sneak attacks, warrior shields might be okay, but if targeting squishy targets, who could react in time? Who couldn't he kill?

Qing Wushuang was enraged.

"Bastard!"

His brow glowed, like a green lotus blooming in the void, unleashing a powerful mental shockwave.

This was clearly also a kind of top-tier mental visualization technique.

It belonged to the heritage of the Emperor Capital's Ten Great Clans.

Jiang Yuan, wearing the black battle armor, ignored the mental shockwave, his figure flickered, flashed in front of Qing Wushuang, and kicked out.

Qing Wushuang's pupils contracted, and he didn't even have time to make any defensive moves before the up to seven layers of defense shields on his body were kicked apart.

His waist was sunken, and his handsome face was deformed by pain.

Bang—!

A huge sonic boom cloud ring appeared in the air. Qing Wushuang, at a speed approaching ten times the speed of sound, slammed straight into the ground like a meteor.

"Whoosh—!"

"Boom!!!"

The ground caved in from the center, collapsing outwards layer by layer!

Rumble!

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

They had thought it would be an intense battle.

The result was so... one-sided!

Was Qing Wushuang too weak?

No!

He was already strong enough. In terms of physique, mastering the perfected Star Dome Cracking Energy was comparable to a ninth-order pure Martial Artist. His speed was also astonishing, and he had no weaknesses in the mental aspect. He wore an epic-grade set and held legendary-grade weapons in his hands...

It could be said.

At the same level, he was definitely a T1 level hexagonal warrior, a level where it was difficult to find an opponent.

But...

"Gulp."

Many people looked at the sky and swallowed.

That black warrior stood quietly in the air, mysterious and powerful. Against the backdrop of the scorching white halo behind him, he was like an unfathomable demon god.

It wasn't that Qing Wushuang was weak, it was simply that his opponent was too strong!

Whether it was speed, wrist strength, defense, or combat experience, he was above Qing Wushuang in all aspects.

He hadn't even shown his own talent or used skills.

How could they fight like this?

"He... what exactly is his background?"

For a Moment, the same question flashed in the hearts of Wu Su and You Mian.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently.

A figure rushed out from underground. Qing Wushuang's mouth was bleeding, and cracks appeared on the battle armor around his abdomen, but the anger in his eyes was unprecedentedly intense, as if it was about to erupt like magma.

"Dominator... Hand."

His entire body burst with intense green light. Countless blue energy bar-shaped light pillars shot out. Each light pillar was like an arm, and wherever it passed, everything was dominated.

The ground rumbled, and a stone giant reaching five hundred meters tall drilled out.

The sky exploded, and a lightning god appeared.

The fragmented corpses of mechanical demons gathered and combined, forming a revived Purple Flame Tyrant.

The three colossal beasts reached the sky and the earth, surrounding the black warrior. Compared to them, the black warrior was as small as an ant.

"If you're called a top Prodigy of the Emperor Capital's great clans with only this level, it would be too disappointing."

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly.

He no longer held back. Within zero point one second, he performed three spatial leaps.

He punched the stone giant's waist, breaking it in half.

He kicked the top of the revived mechanical Purple Flame Tyrant's head, causing it to explode again, turning into billions of ruins.

The metal blade on his rear right elbow swung, dragging a black blade light a thousand meters long, splitting the lightning god in two.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

With the three colossal beasts shattering as the backdrop.

Jiang Yuan looked down at Qing Wushuang below, and suddenly said with a smile:

"You should have a substitute item, right?"

Qing Wushuang frowned, not yet understanding what he meant.

He then saw the black warrior's figure falling from ten thousand meters like a meteor. He pointed one leg downwards and drew the other back, presenting a flying kick posture. His speed continuously increased under gravity.

Friction with the air caused him to catch fire, turning him into a brilliant meteor.

Deep and terrifying black light converged at his toes, with flames and electric arcs intertwined.

He was clearly still a thousand meters high.

But everyone on the ground felt an indescribably terrifying pressure. The air seemed to solidify, and every grain of dust clung tightly to the ground.

As if a Heavenly Tribulation was upon them!

[Black Hole Kick]

On the protruding stone pillars, all the phantoms grabbed the war weapons in front of them.

Energy converged on the phantom war weapons, which were either gold or epic grade.

As if stars were lighting up in the night sky.

"World Devourer."

As Qing Wushuang swung the legendary twin blades [World Devourer] in his hands, unleashing his most destructive single-target skill.

The other phantoms, holding their war weapons, unleashed their attacks one after another.

"Boom!!"

"Whoosh!"

"Swish!"

In an Instant.

One after another, exclusive weapon skills erupted. There were single-target attacks, area-of-effect attacks, control-type attacks, elemental-type, curse-type...

Even if each skill only had seventy percent of its original power, it was astonishing enough.

Various skills blasted from all directions towards the black warrior rapidly descending from the air. The dazzling energy torrent directly submerged where Jiang Yuan was.

"Boom!!"

But the next second.

All attacks and energy were swallowed by a black light.

A black light pillar rushed out from the energy torrent, striking the ground in a slanted line.

After a brief silence.

A black sun slowly rose from the ground.