Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in the Dragon King

Chapter 110 Sheng Tengteng

Holy light burned away the shadow like a raging fire, and the shadow on the ground returned to its original form.

Just as Tengteng emerged, the Holy Cross Slash descended from the sky, tearing through the void with unparalleled power.

Faced with this powerful attack, Tengteng had no way to dodge. He flipped his hands, and pieces of gray armor flew off his body and landed on him quickly. A pair of gray short blades also appeared in his hands.

The gray armor had faint silver patterns on it, which didn't look flashy but gave it a tranquil feel.

One-word battle armor!

Of the eight Heavenly Kings of Monster Academy, all of them except for Dai Yun'er, who lacked cultivation, were all One-Word Battle Armor Masters.

Tengteng held the dagger in both hands, neither dodging nor avoiding, and slashed down at the Holy Cross Slash.

"boom--"

To Tengteng's surprise, with the amplification of the One-Word Battle Armor, he not only failed to break through the Divine Cross Slash in an instant, but was also blasted away by the impact generated by the collision of the soul skills.

Before Tengteng could even stand up, a piercing shriek rang in his ears. Qianmo's burst of speed was too fast. The Holy Cross Sword drew a crescent-shaped arc of light, followed by a long tail of shimmering gold flames. The space itself was ripped open by the sword's blade, leaving black cracks.

Tengteng was horrified and instinctively tried to hide in the shadows, but found that he had nowhere to hide under the holy light emanating from Qianmo.

If he were to actively merge with the shadow, Qianmo, who possesses the ultimate light, would only inflict a more powerful blow upon him.

Helpless, Tengteng had no choice but to grit his teeth and take the sword. He thought that he had a one-word battle armor, so there was no way he couldn't withstand it.

But the next moment, Tengteng suddenly felt a tremendous force, his legs bent slightly, and fine cracks appeared on the pair of gray short blades in his hands.

His gray battle armor emitted a strong light, and streaks of silver light seemed to come alive, bursting out as a protective shield. However, the shield was on the verge of collapse under Qian Mo's sword.

Tengteng was at a loss for words. As an agility-type Soul Master, he should have relied on speed to keep up with Qianmo, but he did not expect Qianmo's burst speed to be so terrifying and his attacks to be continuous. He had no chance to create distance at all.

Moreover, his Angelic Martial Soul is of the Ultimate Light attribute. If he tries to use his shadow to temporarily avoid the attack, it will only make it harder for him to resist Qian Mo's offensive.

Most importantly, although he was an agility-type Soul Master and not good at head-on combat, he possessed a One-Word Battle Armor, making him equivalent to a Seven-Ring Soul Saint, yet he still couldn't withstand Qian Mo's attacks. This was also what puzzled Tengteng the most.

There's a misconception that a five-ring Soul King possesses strength comparable to a seven-ring Soul Saint when equipping a One-Word Battle Armor. The seven-ring Soul Saint's strength doesn't include the Martial Soul True Body, and the One-Word Battle Armor cannot compensate for this.

The reason why the seventh-ring Soul Saint is a watershed moment for Soul Masters is because of this seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul True Body. Only by unfolding the Martial Soul True Body can the power of the Martial Soul be truly and perfectly exerted.

Therefore, there is a world of difference between a Soul Master with a Martial Soul True Body and one without.

With Qian Mo's aptitude and current strength, challenging a Soul Saint without a Martial Soul True Body is not a difficult task.

Qianmo unleashed a powerful sword strike, sending Tengteng flying backward and slamming heavily into the arena's protective shield.

The pair of daggers in his hands had been completely shattered, turning into short blades. A huge crack appeared on his battle armor, running from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, with faint traces of blood inside.

Even more terrifying, this crack was enveloped in holy flames, and the purifying power continuously invaded the battle armor and even Teng Teng's body along the crack, disintegrating the battle armor and widening the wound.

Tengteng's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he desperately tried to suppress the purifying power that was spreading and eroding his body.

Despite the pain in his body, he still couldn't believe that he had actually lost, that he had actually lost to an opponent who hadn't used the One-Word Battle Armor, and in such a crushing way at that.

Looking down at Qianmo from the air, Tengteng bit his tongue hard, using the stinging sensation to clear his head.

I can't lose, I can't just lose like this!

Taking a deep breath, Tengteng's fifth spirit ring lit up.

Behind Tengteng, shadows appeared rapidly, each folding up and appearing behind him. These shadows were illusory, but in an instant, dozens appeared.

The last shadow slammed forward, merged into the previous shadow, and then continued to move forward.

It was obvious that Tengteng was about to unleash his power, but Qianmo did not interrupt him. Instead, he waited with great interest for Tengteng to build up his strength.

The black shadows gradually solidified, and when they finally arrived behind Tengteng, it was as if another physical version of Tengteng had appeared.

"Shadow of a Hundred Layers!" With a shout, he slashed out with a pair of broken blades.

A bluish-gray light instantly solidified in the air, transforming into a crescent moon, and its tangible light shot straight toward Qian Mo.

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Each shadow possesses five percent of his power; the fusion of thirty-six shadows, combined with his own strength, unleashes a strike with 280% of his attack power. It is his strongest attack.

The only problem with Shadow's Hundred Edges was that the preparation time was a bit long. He originally thought that Qian Mo would intervene, but unexpectedly, Qian Mo quietly waited for him to be fully prepared.

Then, when the long-awaited Shadow of a Hundred Layers made contact with Qian Mo in mid-air, Qian Mo's figure became illusory for a moment, and the bluish-gray light and shadow passed through Qian Mo.

It was an illusion; he hit an illusion.

Seeing this, Tengteng was filled with despair.

"Alas," a sigh rang in his ears, a ray of light flashed before his eyes, and a mouthful of blood gushed from Teng Teng's mouth. His battle armor emitted a low, mournful sound and began to disintegrate. He was directly cleaved away, crashing heavily into the protective shield before bouncing back and falling unconscious to the ground.

Qian Mo retracted his martial spirit, landed on the ground, and sighed regretfully. He had sacrificed the accuracy of Shadow Hundred Layers for the power of this final strike, which allowed him to easily dodge Teng Teng's finishing blow.

A single-target attack without accuracy is meaningless. Tengteng made a critical mistake, and this crushing defeat was inevitable.

At this moment, the entire stands were in an uproar. Who could have imagined that Tengteng would lose the game?

Moreover, the loser didn't even use the One-Word Battle Armor.

That's Shadow King Tengteng! One of the Eight Heavenly Kings of Monster Academy!

Qian Mo slowly walked off the stage, and Le Zhengyu came up to him and praised, "Awesome! A-Mo, you defeated a one-word battle armor master without using battle armor, and judging from the audience's voices, he seems to be quite famous!"

(End of this chapter)