Chapter 1130: Chapter 89: Couldn’t Be Better_2
Only when two strong foes compete against each other can such extremes be sporadically displayed—to what extent can it reach!
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"Boss, go for it!"
"Boss, take him down!"
"Boss..."
"Boss..."
Wen Yu slowly closed his eyes, the noisy voices of the soul pets echoing in his mind. Even Luo Luo was temporarily retracted back to the Soul Realm space by Wen Yu, and the little soul beast on his shoulder trembled nonstop, whispering in his ear phrases like "slaughter him," "take him down," "become the strongest."
Wen Yu merely smiled, ignoring the fiery fighting desire of his soul pets, and silently fortified the skills on them.
2nd Soul Realm—Level 6 selection all!
3rd Soul Realm—Level 6 selection all!
4th Soul Realm—Deification ×5!
5th Soul Realm—Level 6 selection all!
6th Soul Realm... Let’s forget about Luo Luo—the clan’s will skills are useless in a duel...
After enhancing all the skills, Wen Yu raised his head, looking at Tang Haofei, who was still pondering ahead, and slowly clenched his fist.
Wen Yu believed he had no desire for fame, yet only when standing on the Sequence Member-Ranking Battle arena did he abruptly realize a certain string in his heart seemed to have been plucked.
In martial arts, there is no second place, and Tang Haofei had always firmly occupied the Sequence Number 1 position, which was not important to Wen Yu—he still remembered the advice "Never be Sequence Number 1," but Wen Yu couldn’t deny he felt pressure facing Tang Haofei, along with some ambitions unknown to outsiders.
If Wen Yu was the conventional reborner, then Tang Haofei was an enhanced version—rebirth, the child of destiny, blessed with all auras, surrounded by the Blessing of All Things, and possessing the extraordinary abilities of the Life and Death Battle Execution, making his power far exceed everyone’s endurance limit...
Even after a five-year slumber, missing the prime time for personal development, Tang Haofei’s power remained an unattainable benchmark for everyone. This time, Wen Yu’s task was to break the original standard and establish a new one! Redefine the strongest!
And now, achieving this really didn’t seem that difficult...
"So, let’s begin."
Wen Yu murmured softly, then smiled brightly.
This battle, taking place on this spotlighted arena, couldn’t be more perfect...
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Wen Yu’s body trembled slightly—this was an outward display of using the Soul Battlefield to augment soul pet skills.
Enhancing all soul pet skills requires continuously entering and leaving the Soul Battlefield—activating a skill, opening the Soul Battlefield to inject the skill orb into the body, then exiting the Soul Battlefield to enhance another.
It sounded cumbersome, yet through Wen Yu’s increasing familiarity, he had compressed this time to the extreme.
During this process, Tang Haofei hadn’t started the attack first—in essence, this was merely a spar, a competition, not a life-and-death struggle, so Old Tang was happy to observe Wen Yu’s progress.
Outside the arena, Golden Armor was also busy, the golden light in his hand continuously surging, as he rapidly fortified the defense barrier on the arena using strands of Origin Energy.
Tang Haofei’s killing of a Treasure Land Protector wasn’t much of a secret for Golden Armor, so even the Origin Energy possibly couldn’t provide absolute defense in this battle. It wasn’t until Golden Armor had exhausted an amount of Origin Energy that was heartbreaking even for himself that he gritted his teeth again, pulling out and forcefully tearing open a scroll!
A pale blue light curtain spontaneously generated outside the arena. After accomplishing this, Golden Armor breathed a sigh of relief.
"Try to control the energy dispersion, I can’t guarantee whether the barrier can withstand the aftermath of your battle."
After saying this last reminder, Golden Armor vanished without a trace immediately. Only then did Tang Haofei raise his head, but he didn’t initiate an attack. He merely pointed at the small puddle beside him and inquired of Wen Yu.
"Can it be resurrected? Even if transformed into a Soul Puppet, it would be fine."
Wen Yu shook his head, not responding directly to the question.
Walter’s death was utterly irreversible—Qin Tian’s sword not only slew Walter’s body but also obliterated his soul. Everything about Walter was cleanly eradicated by the Absolute Kill Slash, even Wen Yu was powerless.
Seeing Wen Yu’s expression, Tang Haofei sighed lightly, then felt the surrounding defense barrier. After a while, a hint of battle intent slowly emerged in his eyes.
"The barrier’s defense capabilities are quite reliable, so, are you ready?"
Wen Yu nodded gently, then suddenly felt a flash before his eyes. The next second, a fist the size of a cooking pot was heading straight for his face!
"Mad, you’re ambushing..."
"Boom!"
The heavy punch connected with the cheek, instantly producing the sound of bone cracking and sound explosion. Wen Yu only saw a field of crimson in his view, and the next second, a massive impact hit his back!
"Creak creak..."
The body came into contact with the outer defense barrier of the arena, emitting a series of squeaking sounds, and Tang Haofei already stood at the position Wen Yu previously occupied, raising his right fist, a faint black space crack still lingering behind him.
It was the scar of space...
"Whew!"
Old Tang playfully whistled, gazing at the smoke at the end of the arena, his voice changing with excitement.
"I knew you could take a punch from me now! How does it feel?"
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