Was it over?
That was the thought that flashed through everyone's mind.
Yang Wu was still not so heaven-defying that he could fight eight people without being defeated. However, this did not stop them from respecting Yang Wu. Unfortunately, Yang Wu was probably not going to survive.
Du Guang Buddha's palms were extremely powerful. Coupled with Xue Ji's last eight needles, each of them could kill a person. Even an immortal would not be able to save him.
Yang Wu's body was sliding. His chest was in pain, and it was this pain that made his mind extremely clear. His mind flashed back to the time when he was first sent to the prison and was abused by those prison slaves. At that time, he was also beaten in such a way that he felt unbearable pain, and he felt powerless to resist.
He had never been a person who was willing to admit defeat. He had risen to power in the prison, and he had taken care of all those who had hurt him. Now, he had the combat power that he did not have before. It was just a momentary mistake, so how could he be defeated just like that?
The Dao flower in his Divine Court pulsed as if there was a power condensing. This was his powerful mental strength. He could sense that the eight needles were infinitely close to his vital points. One needle was going to stab the back of his head, one needle was going to stab his heart, and one needle was going to stab his throat … The eight needles were aimed at eight vital points, and they were all fatal.
"Get out of my way!" Yang Wu shouted angrily with his eyes closed.
He had lost his balance and could not change direction. It was even more impossible for him to fight back or block. However, he had boundless fighting spirit. With the Dao flower of the Divine Court and enough mental strength, he could change everything.
His voice seemed to be full of magic, and his spiritual power rushed out of the Divine Court in a mighty manner. It directly hit the eight needles and made them stop. It was as if they had received his order to make them scram.
"Impossible!" Xue Ji screamed involuntarily.
He knew how to control the embroidery needles like the back of his hand. He could control them at will, but this time, the embroidery needles actually lost control and stopped. It was as if there was a wall in front of the embroidery needles, blocking them all and causing them to completely stop.
He couldn't figure out what power Yang Wu had that could block his embroidery needle. He felt that all of this was too unreal.
Although the embroidery needle fell, it did not mean that Yang Wu's crisis had been resolved. Duguang Fo was not a person who would underestimate his enemy. He rushed over and wanted to give Yang Wu a fatal blow.
How could Yang Wu be careless again? The moment his body touched the ground, he slapped his palms against the ground and bounced up with the force of the recoil. Without any pause, he collided with Du Guang Fo again.
"I'll let you have a taste of my full strength!" Yang Wu was completely enraged. He had just suffered a loss, so he wanted to get back at him double.
Whirling Wave Palm!
Yang Wu formed a seal with his palms and slapped out. The power in his Dantian surged out. The twelve major meridians, eight major extraordinary meridians, and seven hundred and twenty acupoints all throbbed. He gathered 100% of his battle strength and sent a wave of power toward Duguang Fo like a flood.
Duguang Fo's expression changed drastically. He could not dodge, so he continued to attack with his palms. At the same time, four layers of solid dark gold mystic armor appeared on his body. He used all his strength to fight against Yang Wu.
Boom!
A wave of domineering power collided. Yang Wu's perfect whirling force broke Duguang Fo's palm and even destroyed his mystic armor. Duguang Fo was sent flying dozens of feet away and fell out of the challenge stage. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
This was Yang Wu using 100% of his battle prowess. Previously, he had only used 80% of his battle prowess.
After sending Duguang Fo flying, Yang Wu turned around and rushed toward Xue Ji who was attacking again.
"A man learning how to play with needles like a woman. You might as well be a woman!" Yang Wu shouted as he used Wind God's Legs to dodge and move forward at full speed. Not only did he make Xue Ji's embroidery needles lose their target, he also quickly approached Xue Ji.
"If possible, I'm willing to be a woman in my next life!" Xue Ji replied with a sickly expression.
Then, his hands kept crisscrossing, and the eight threads kept converging, forming a net in front of him, making it difficult for Yang Wu to get close.
"Break for me!" Yang Wu used the crudest way to break the move. He used his strongest power and his majestic Xuan Qi to crush Xue Ji.
Xue Ji could not dodge the Xuan Qi. He could only brace himself to meet it head-on. He was beaten back by Yang Wu and his needles and threads were all messed up. The place where he was standing had sunk in. There were bloodstains on the corner of his mouth. He could not hold on for much longer.
Yang Wu increased his strength and broke through all of Xue Ji's defenses in one fell swoop. His body shot into the air and at the same time, he threw a punch at Xue Ji.
This time, Xue Ji rolled to the ground in a sorry state. It was difficult for him to attack again.
When Yang Wu was about to give chase again, Xue Ji suddenly said, "Stop!"
Yang Wu did not stop. He threw a few more punches, causing Xue Ji's Xuan Armor to completely shatter. If it were not for the armor on his body, Xue Ji would have been a dead man.
In front of absolute strength, none of them were a match for Yang Wu. Yang Wu's combat strength could be said to have reached the peak of the General Realm. Only the geniuses of the General Realm or even the super geniuses could compete with him.
Pfft!
Xue Ji finally could not take it anymore. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. His beautiful clothes were tattered and his hair was messy.
At this moment, Yang Wu stopped attacking. He looked at Xue Ji and announced, "You've lost!"
Xue Ji propped himself up and looked at Yang Wu with a smile. "Haha, I won't lose. The only one who will lose will be you."
Suddenly, his Adam's apple bobbed and a needle shot out from his mouth.
No one expected Xue Ji to have an embroidery needle in his mouth. It came too suddenly. Even a King Realm cultivator would find it difficult to dodge at such a close distance.
Yang Wu's body could not react in time, but his mind could. He shouted again, "Scram!"
His voice was like a clap of thunder. It contained a dense demonic power, causing the embroidery needle to fall to the ground.
"You … How did you do it!?" Xue Ji screamed with an ashen face.
This was his most well-hidden attack, but it had been destroyed right in front of him. This was a huge blow to him.
Yang Wu didn't answer his question. Instead, he bent down and picked up the embroidery needle. Then, he walked over to Xue Ji and said, "What other tricks do you have? Just use them."
"I … I …" Xue Ji was so nervous that he could not speak. This was because the needle in Yang Wu's hand was slowly stabbing towards his eyes.
"Don't!" Xue Ji cried out.
"I saw that you liked to play with needles. I thought you weren't afraid of needles." Yang Wu did not actually blind Xue Ji's eyes. Instead, he stopped in front of his face and said with a strong expression.
Xue Ji broke out in a cold sweat. He did not know how to answer Yang Wu's question.
He liked to play with needles, and he liked to blind others, but that did not mean he liked to be blinded by needles.
"You lost!" After Yang Wu emphasized it again, the needle in his hand still pierced into the wound.
"Ah! My eyes are blind … My eyes are blind … "Xue Ji made a sound like a pig being slaughtered. He covered his eyes and screamed.
"Idiot, I only stabbed your thigh. Remember, don't play with needles in front of me in the future!" Yang Bai rolled his eyes at Xue Ji.
If he wanted to blind Xue Ji's eyes, he could have done it the first time. Stabbing Xue Ji later was just to teach Xue Ji a lesson.
Yang Wu stood up and looked around the challenge stage. He looked at the opponents that were lying on the ground and a proud expression appeared on his face. Then, he looked at the Rose of Death who was sitting outside the challenge stage and said, "Captain, does what you said before still count?"
The Rose of Death stood up. Her beautiful eyes were filled with ripples as she replied, "It does. From today onwards, you are the vice captain of the Death Legion."
At this moment, the surrounding soldiers of the Death Legion all knelt down on one knee and shouted, "Greetings, Vice Captain Yang Wu!"
Their voices were loud and clear. There wasn't the slightest bit of exaggeration. It was worship and respect that came from the bottom of their hearts.
"Young Master is really amazing!" The Little Man's eyes were filled with deep infatuation as she praised in amazement.
Wan Lanxin beside her was sobbing. Wan Lanxin was very clear about how painful it was for Yang Wu to be demoted from a noble viscount to a slave. However, not only did he not sink into depression, he even rose up from the adversity. In just a few short months, he became the vice captain of the Death Legion. This was something worthy of celebration and respect.
She was happy and moved for Yang Wu in her heart. He could finally hold his head high.
"Vice Captain Yang Wu, you're so handsome!" Nan Runan led her support team and shouted crazily. She couldn't wait to rush over to Yang Wu. She wanted to fiercely hug him in her arms and then proudly announce to everyone that this was the man she fancied.
Fortunately, she wasn't crazy to this point, otherwise, Yang Wu would have to flee.
"Brother Yang Wu is really good. Even if you can't participate in the battle for the position of Young Marshal, you're still a great man!" Yan Mingzheng felt sorry for Yang Wu in his heart.
Indeed, with Yang Wu's fighting strength, it would be easy for him to win the position of Major General. The position of Young Marshal was not impossible. Unfortunately, Yang Wu's opportunity had been deprived by the higher-ups. Yan Mingzheng was crying out for injustice for Yang Wu, but his low status was of no help at all.
At this moment, Yang Wu's heart was also filled with joy. He had worked so hard for so long, waiting for such an opportunity. He wanted to rise in the army and return to King City in the strongest position in the future to take back everything that their Yang family had lost.
"This is just the beginning. Father, mother, wait for Wu 'er. Wu' er will be able to go back to see you soon!" Yang Wu clenched his fists and murmured in his heart.
However, before Yang Wu had time to be happy, a voice poured cold water on him. "Who allowed Yang Wu to be the vice captain? This general doesn't agree."
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