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49. Acquiring the Four-Word Battle Armor, Thousand Waves tries to breach the Red-level hurt! [First Update]_1

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Chrysanthemum Douluo paused for a moment, as they hadn't heard a single word of the conversation between Bi Bidong and Lin Yi on the stage.

Suddenly needing to go investigate a person...

Yue Guan's face was full of smiles as he spoke, "Your Majesty, may I complete my two attacks for today before I go?"

Bi Bidong looked at him, her cold face possessed an unquestionable authority, "Investigate it sooner, and you can return sooner. Otherwise, there's no need for you to come here tomorrow."

Chrysanthemum Douluo shrank his neck, not daring to say another word. He turned his head towards Ghost Douluo and snapped irritably, "You! Come with me!"

"But Her Majesty clearly called you—"

"Elder Ghost will also go."

Bi Bidong said coldly.

Ghost Douluo's expression visibly wilted, "Yes, Your Majesty..."

"Move it, move it! Hurry up!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo urged on Ghost Douluo, and the two immediately rushed off the platform.

Hopefully, Senior Lin Yi hasn't "closed shop" by the time we get back!

Watching the two leave, Lin Yi shifted his attention back.

Given Bi Bidong's personality, dealing with someone who might have killed her, or Qian Renxue, or destroyed her grand ambitions.

She would likely take the stance of preferring to kill the wrong person rather than let anyone off the hook.

In that case, good luck to Tang San.

Lin Yi didn't actually have any particular feelings towards Tang San, neither dislike nor fondness.

In this Soul Land, Lin Yi only wanted to be a spectator, to unlock his Divine Body, and to collect the rewards from critical hits.

That was what he needed to do.

As for the rest, it wasn't what he needed to concern himself with at the moment.

After Bi Bidong was done, Thousand Waves stepped onto the platform.

It was then he noticed a board that had appeared at one side at some point.

It read:

Highest Damage Record: 199999

Level: Black Advanced

Holder: Dragon Lance Douluo

Thousand Waves took a deep breath. Although he hadn't yet made a real effort, the fact that a damage record was held by an Elder while he was a Great Priest here was somewhat stifling.

However, rewards came first, honor second.

Thousand Waves wasn't particularly inclined to fight for any records right now.

He just wanted to claim the rewards he deserved first.

Not only was Thousand Waves aware of this, but the Titled Douluos below the stage also noticed the wooden board.

Needless to say, the figures on the board kindled a slight competitive spirit in their hearts.

One must realize that before, Dragon Lance Douluo was acknowledged within the Martial Soul Hall as the weakest Titled Douluo! So why should he hold the record?

"Senior, I am ready to attack," said Thousand Waves.

Thousand Waves bowed slightly, treating Lin Yi with the respect he would a cash machine. One had to be respectful, after all.

Lin Yi nodded.

After receiving the signal, Thousand Waves slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Seventh soul skill! Martial Soul True Body!"

"First soul skill! Sword of Judgment!"

An incredibly strong golden light burst forth from Thousand Waves, and behind him, a huge angelic phantom appeared.

Lin Yi looked up slightly.

It seemed that Thousand Waves and the others had thoroughly studied the issue of increasing damage.

The combination of soul skills with the Martial Soul True Body to achieve a gradual increase in damage was a clever plan.

But well, as long as they didn't lose out, Lin Yi would definitely make a huge profit.

In that moment, Thousand Waves was like a god descending.

The angelic phantom behind him mimicked his sword-raising motion, and as the sword fell, even the air heated up and became restless and turbulent.

A roaring, thunderous noise filled everyone's ears, making them feel as if the ground itself was shaking beneath their feet.

"Boom!"

The sword blade dropped like a meteor, rippling golden waves across Lin Yi's body.

At that moment, Thousand Waves widened his eyes and immediately retracted his Martial Soul.

He slightly moved to the side, dodging the rebounding force from Lin Yi's body.

But in his heart, he couldn't help but feel astounded.

In this era, even Ultimate Douluos feared the rebound damage from their own attacks, which was simply preposterous.

[Blood Loss: 184642]

[Remaining Health: 999994364578]

[Damage Level: Black (High Level)]

[Random Reward: Four-Word Battle Armor (Right Handguard plus Forearm Armor)]

[Host Reward: Full Set of Four-Word Battle Armor (comprising 11 small parts)]

Seeing the rewards, Lin Yi couldn't help but be shocked.

The Four-Word Battle Armor, which appeared only in the third part of the original work, was actually in the reward pool!

In the original work, the Four-Word Battle Armor was a pretty badass existence.

Here's the thing, the power of a Four-Word Battle Armor Master was comparable to that of an Ultimate Douluo, granting one the ability to soar to the heavens. That's the charm of technology.

Moreover, after fusion, it could be nurtured with Soul Power and spiritual power, and it could be gradually upgraded with virtually no limit.

Lin Yi felt that a complete set of Four-Word Battle Armor probably already amounted to a reward of Red Advanced Level or above.

"Your damage is 184642, Black Advanced Level, and your reward is part of the Four-Word Battle Armor, the Right Handguard plus Forearm Armor."

Clearly, hearing this new term, Thousand Waves was utterly baffled.

After all, this was a piece of high technology from twenty thousand years beyond him.

"Wait, this attack actually exceeded 180,000?"

Thousand Waves suddenly frowned and asked.

Lin Yi nodded, "Your Martial Soul True Body has directly increased the power of your first soul skill by eighty thousand in damage."

"Damn!"

Thousand Waves suddenly became agitated.

"I miscalculated the damage. This damage is even higher than that of my Fourth Soul Skill. I haven't even used my Fourth Soul Skill yet, which means it's wasted!"

Lin Yi's mouth twitched.

"Actually, a downgrade in rewards... wouldn't be too detrimental; eventually, you'll face a situation where the reward downgrades due to not reaching the height of your previous damage."

"Even so, it's not acceptable, at least not now!"

Thousand Waves was inconsolably furious.

Lin Yi raised the black orb of light in his hand and tossed it towards Thousand Waves' right arm: "Here's your reward."

As the black orb of light touched Thousand Waves' body mid-air, it instantly turned into a segment of golden forearm armor.

The armor clung to Thousand Waves' skin, attaching inch by inch.

"What is this reward?"

Thousand Waves stared at his right hand in amazement.

"It's armor with amplifying capabilities; you can think of it as your right arm bone. Though it doesn't come with a soul skill, it can enhance all attributes of your right forearm by one hundred percent."

Bi Bidong's eyes widened, "That's like wrapping up twenty Black Silks..."

Listening in surprise, Thousand Waves contemplated, and the armor piece seemed to merge into his arm.

Controlling it again, his arm shone with specks of light, and the armor reappeared!

And the amplification that Lin Yi mentioned, Thousand Waves could already feel it.

Instantly, he experienced a sensation as if his right forearm was supremely powerful, a feeling brought on by the intense disparity in bodily strength.

"But why only the right forearm?"

"Your damage wasn't enough to produce anything beyond the right forearm."

Thousand Waves: "..."

For an Ultimate Douluo, that statement was truly insulting!

Thousand Waves inhaled deeply, "Alright, it has come to this. Since the damage has already reached 180,000, I can only strive towards the Red reward pool."

"Senior, how much was the damage of my first soul skill again?"

"One hundred thousand."

Thousand Waves smiled and nodded, looking at his right forearm. Wasn't it said that this arm armor could enhance the previous attributes by one hundred percent?

Fine, this second attack, I'll break two hundred thousand!

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