Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 162 Thunder Half Moon Slash

At that moment, the world seemed to tremble, and the bright moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be summoned, with thousands of moonbeams breaking through the sky and falling down.

Huo Wuji, thousands of miles away, stood atop a tall building, his hair silvery-white, exuding an overbearing aura.

As he felt the reaction from the weapon he had given to Bibai Mountain, he secretly felt pleased with himself: It seems that he is quite good at teaching, and he should be able to find a qualified successor in the future!

Unlike the beast race, they need to go through endless battles and learn their own unique skills from fighting and combat in order to embark on a promising path.

Although the motorcycle tribe is inherently weaker than the beast tribe, it also has its own unique advantages.

That is the inherited secret technique!

The unique skills of the motorcycle tribe, passed down from ancient times, can be mastered by any member of the motorcycle tribe. Once the inherited skills are mastered, one can attain enlightenment!
The secret techniques passed down by the Thunder Tribe, the motorcycle clan, are...
"Thunderbolt! Crescent Slash!!!"

Bi Baishan roared in fury, and the crescent-shaped longsword he had borrowed from Huo Wuji burst forth with dazzling light, as if drawing upon the power of the bright moon to instantly bathe the entire world in unparalleled sacred light. This slash, carrying absolute majesty and power, cleaved towards the churning clouds.

"boom!"

The sound of the strings resonated, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The long-awaited crescent-shaped slash, like a volcanic eruption, carried immense power and crashed fiercely into the clouds. The earth-shattering sound echoed, drawing a dazzling trail of light across the desolate landscape.

The endless clouds were torn to shreds like paper before this slash, vanishing in an instant.

Bibai Mountain's attack was relentless; his sword strikes had only one purpose—to kill the person before him!
"This is impossible! Impossible!"

A sense of fear flashed through Guo Xiaoxu's mind. He suddenly realized that the power before him was something that Bibaishan could not possibly unleash.

As the intellectual backbone of the Tang Clan, his mind was filled with countless thoughts at that moment, which finally settled on one person's name—Huo Wuji, the Grand Master of the Beast Merchant Guild!
No one has ever seen him fight, and no one knows his origins.

That's the power of the gods!
Until this moment, Guo Xiaoxu's eyes were filled with regret and resentment. When he looked at Chen Zhou and saw his cold eyes, he knew that the Tang Clan was finished.

A power overseen by a deity
What right does the Tang Clan have to be arrogant, what right do they have to provoke?
The world seemed to pause for a moment because of this strike. Under the moonlight, the pure white crescent blade carried the power of countless thunderbolts, like the majestic might of heaven, divine punishment descending, striking Guo Xiaoxu's chest directly.

Guo Xiaoxu's pupils contracted sharply. He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the entire world was trembling under this single strike. He tried to dodge, but his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to move an inch.

"boom!"

The blade flashed like lightning, instantly piercing Guo Xiaoxu's body. His body was torn apart as if made of paper under this blow, blood splattering everywhere and staining the barren land red.

Guo Xiaoxu's body slowly collapsed, his eyes filled with resentment and regret. He had never imagined that he would end his life in this way. He never expected that the fate of the Tang Clan would be completely ended in his hands.

Chen Zhou stood aside, calmly observing everything. His eyes showed no emotion, as if it were all within his expectations.

Bi Baishan sheathed his longsword and forcibly activated Huo Wuji's weapon, causing his body to become somewhat unstable.

At the same time, Bi Baishan couldn't help but sigh that Huo Wuji, this younger generation, had achieved far more than they had.
Bi Baishan and Huo Wuji were not from the same era, but with just a crescent-shaped longsword, he was able to unleash a "Thunderous Crescent Slash" that was beyond normal levels. It can only be said that Huo Wuji had gone far in this skill!
"Master Guo!"

In the distance, Liang Xiaoyu, who was locked in fierce combat, was furious. As a rising star of the Tang Clan, he was able to inherit the position of head of the Min Hall at a young age. Guo Xiaoxu had provided a lot of help to Liang Xiaoyu when he was weak.

Witnessing Guo Xiaoxu's demise, Liang Xiaoyu felt an indescribable grief and anger well up inside him. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, as if they were about to bleed, and the Aurora Wheel in his hand spun wildly, increasing its speed to almost the limit he could withstand.

"Chenzhou! Bibai Mountain! You deserve to die!" Liang Xiaoyu's voice roared like a wild beast, filled with boundless killing intent and hatred. His figure streaked through the air, a dazzling trail of light, heading straight for Chenzhou and Bibai Mountain. The Aurora Wheel in his hand transformed into a brilliant blade of light, carrying the power to destroy everything, slashing down.

"It's you that damn it!"

Qingguang's expression was unpleasant. The fact that he hadn't been able to capture Liang Xiaoyu for so long was already making him look bad. If Liang Xiaoyu were to successfully attack his master and Bibai Mountain, he would have no right to live in this world!
"Azure Shadow Follows the Wind!"

A mechanical luster appeared on Qingguang's body, and its lively eyes transformed into rolling, gleaming gears!

A warrior of the Armored Beast Tribe, a member of the ferocious beast clan, the Azure Light Beast!

The power of Qingguang, half-torn from its humanoid disguise, was fully unleashed. Its battle energy transformed into a tornado, swirling in the light and shadow high in the sky, and then into a sharp blade of light that merged with the Qingfeng longsword. The sword shadow rushed straight towards Liang Xiaoyu.

Everything happened too fast. Liang Xiaoyu's anger and hatred propelled him to unprecedented speed. The Aurora Wheel in his hand transformed into a dazzling blade of light, carrying the power to destroy everything, slashing straight towards Chenzhou and Bibai Mountain. However, at this critical moment, the attack of the azure light had already arrived.

"Azure Shadow Follows the Wind!"

A cyan sword shadow appeared beside Liang Xiaoyu like a ghost, its light flashing like lightning, aiming straight for his throat.

Liang Xiaoyu's pupils suddenly contracted. He felt the threat of death, but at this moment he was blinded by rage and had no time to react.

"Pfft!"

The sword light pierced Liang Xiaoyu's throat, and blood gushed out. His body suddenly froze in mid-air, and the light of the Aurora Wheel dimmed instantly.

Liang Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with resentment and despair. His body slowly fell down, crashing heavily onto the wasteland, kicking up a cloud of dust.

With two people killed, it's clear to everyone that the Tang Clan and the Beast Merchant Guild, having broken off all pretense of civility, are now locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Cai Yue'er is not a benevolent person. As the dean of the outer academy of Shrek Academy, she has always only thought about the interests of Shrek Academy.

If the situation drags on any longer, the Beast Merchant Guild might tear her and Lan Muzi apart in their rage!
"Lan Muzi! Let's go!"

Cai Yue'er caught her breath. The silvery moonlight shone brightly, and her voice echoed across the wasteland, carrying a hint of urgency and resolve. She knew that the situation was completely out of control. Two hall masters of the Tang Clan had fallen one after another, and the strength of the Beast Merchant Guild far exceeded their expectations. Staying here would only plunge Shrek Academy into an even more dangerous situation.

　Sorry everyone, Happy Mother's Day! I drank too much and got a bit tipsy, so I slept from 10 pm to midnight before getting up to write this.

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