Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 211 Even if I can't beat them, I won't die.

Tu Qian disappeared without leaving a trace of ashes, as if this titled Douluo had never existed.

A deeper silence than before enveloped the entire valley.

The evil spirit masters stood frozen in place, their faces drained of color.

Their eyes widened, their pupils reflecting Su Qiu's figure: his two-word battle armor gleaming with a bluish-gold light, his longsword radiating a sacred aura, and his terrifyingly calm face.

Skeleton Douluo Mo Shang stared intently at Su Qiu, his withered fingers clenched into fists beneath his black robe.

He could sense that the power emanating from this boy was far more than what he had just displayed. That pure light attribute, that feeling that was extremely restraining to him.

Mo Shang took a deep breath, and the black and red mist around him surged. He released the pressure of a level 98 Super Douluo without reservation, and the ground of the valley began to tremble violently and then collapsed.

Su Qiu watched with great interest. He also wanted to test the power of a level 98 Douluo.

The next second, Skeleton Douluo appeared in front of him, his three-word battle armor already on his body, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

Mo Shang's three-word battle armor was entirely black, covered with twisted skull patterns, each line flowing with a black and red evil light. With the pressure of a level 98 Super Douluo combined with the amplification of the three-word battle armor, he went all out from the start.

He clenched his fist tightly, and bone spurs emerged, bursting forth with dazzling green light. A black and red beam of light, accompanied by a shriek, shot out, causing the ground to crack and space to shatter wherever the beam passed.

"wrong."

Su Qiu had no time to react and could only watch helplessly as the attacks poured down on her.

Okay, he admits he got a little carried away just now.

"Rumble"

The moment the black and red beam of light struck him, Su Qiu felt a devastating force surge into his body through his battle armor, causing his bones to creak under the immense pressure.

His internal organs felt as if they were being repeatedly crushed by a heavy hammer. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and then a large mouthful of blood splattered onto his armor, spreading out in a glaring red.

The light of the two-word battle armor dimmed, and several pieces of armor flew off, revealing the skin underneath, which was reddened by the shock wave.

Su Qiu was like a kite with a broken string, pushed by the beam of light through several mountains, and finally sank deep into the belly of a mountain, the dust raised obscuring the sky.

"Cough cough." Su Qiu coughed with difficulty, propping himself up, blood and foam kept gushing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still surprisingly bright, even with a hint of excitement.

At this point, he had already begun his dragon transformation, using the torso and bones of the Mountain Dragon King as the main component, and the power of the four Dragon Kings began to circulate.

As Su Qiu crawled out, she gasped for breath, "Ouch, it hurts!"

Mo Shang looked at Su Qiu, who was still able to move and seemed unharmed, with disbelief in his eyes.

His attack combined the power of his level 98 cultivation and the three-word battle armor, and was also imbued with the power of the local magic array. Even a Limit Douluo would not be able to withstand such a direct hit, yet this young man was still able to move.
"What kind of monster are you?" Mo Shang roared, the black and red mist around him surging more and more violently, and the skull patterns on the three-word battle armor glowed with an eerie red light.

He stomped his foot, causing the ground to collapse and create a huge crater. Countless bone spikes emerged from the ground, piercing towards the mountainside where Su Qiu was like sharp blades. "I'll see how long you can hold out!"

Bone spikes pierced through the rock, whistling as they tore through space, and densely stabbed towards Su Qiu.

Su Qiu could only barely turn to the side, letting several bone spurs pierce through her shoulders, back, and thighs, instantly staining her clothes with blood.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the piercing force of the bone spurs, and plunged the Sword of Excalibur into the ground to keep himself from falling.

A faint cyan-gold light shield flickered around him. Each time it was attacked, the shield trembled violently, as if it would shatter at any moment, but it held firm, blocking the potentially deadly evil power from entering, allowing only physical impact and some soul power to seep in. "It's not over yet!" Mo Shang seemed to have gone mad, his hands forming a seal, and the Thousand Soul Bone Staff appeared in his hands. The skull at the top of the staff spewed out a thicker black-red beam of light than before. This time, the beam was also mixed with countless phantoms of vengeful spirits, which frantically bit and charged, trying to break through Su Qiu's defense.

Su Qiu was pinned to the mountain wall by the pillar of light. His battle armor shattered, and his exposed skin was covered with hideous wounds. Blood flowed down the rock wall and pooled on the ground.

However, with each breath, the red dragon's power was rapidly recovering.

It was all sweat and hard work.

In the end, only Dou Kai was injured.

"How could such a thing happen!"

Seeing this scene, Mo Shang, who was already an evil soul master, completely went mad.

He had never seen such a resilient opponent!

Despite being far weaker than himself, and unable to even keep up with his attacks, he was impossible to kill or break apart. No matter how much force he used, the opponent could withstand it.

"I don't believe it! I'm going to kill you! I'll definitely kill you!" Mo Shang roared, unleashing his soul power without reservation. The amplification of his three-word battle armor was maximized. He transformed into a black shadow, wielding the Thousand Soul Bone Staff, and smashed it down fiercely towards Su Qiu's head. "Die!"

Su Qiu watched as the bone staff magnified before his eyes, and he could even see the evil light flashing in the skull's eyes on the staff's head. He actually wanted to test how tough he was now, how stubborn he was.

He abruptly closed his eyes, and the light shield instantly contracted, clinging tightly to his skin and emitting an unprecedented glow.

"clang--!"

With a deafening roar, the Thousand Soul Bone Staff slammed into the light barrier, causing it to tremble violently and almost cave in. Several of Su Qiu's ribs broke instantly, blood gushed from his seven orifices, and his entire body slumped limply.

But the cyan-gold light shield still shone stubbornly, without breaking.

Mo Shang looked at the slightly bent Thousand Soul Bone Staff in his hand, and then at Su Qiu on the mountain wall, who was covered in blood but still alive. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Did he lose? He had the upper hand and completely overwhelmed his opponent.

But did he win? He used all his strength, even pushing his three-word battle armor to its limit, but he still couldn't completely kill the boy.

Just then, Hu Jie and Enci appeared at the entrance of the valley. Seeing the devastation in front of the valley, the two frowned.

"Su Qiu?"

Previously, Su Qiu said he wanted to test the power of a level 98 Super Douluo, and the two agreed, thinking about Su Qiu's strange methods.

But to my surprise, this kid was so stubborn that he just took it head-on.

Is this really just a test of strength?

Seeing him beaten and covered in blood, embedded in the mountains, how could he possibly stay calm?

Enci made the first move. He had fought his opponent several times before, and his opponent was no match for him at all.

But if someone is determined to escape, even Enci can't keep them.

With Hu Jie's help, we'll definitely be able to keep him here!
(End of this chapter)