Chapter 136: Youming, the Grand Duke Who Nearly Played Himself to Death_1

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"With your strength, this isn't a wise choice," said the Youming Grand Duke, his gaze fixed firmly on Zhao Wuji. "Trying might just get you really killed."

His voice carried an unmistakable threat.

Clearly, he didn't take Zhao Wuji seriously.

"Everyone has to die someday, and I, Zhao Wuji, am no different. But I believe, it definitely won't be today."

Zhao Wuji faced the Youming Grand Duke's gaze without fear, "I think Your Grace should worry about himself instead."

"Threatening me?" The Youming Grand Duke burst into laughter upon hearing this, "Hahaha, with just you?"

"Yes, just me!"

As Zhao Wuji's voice fell, a powerful Soul Force Pressure burst forth from him.

At the same time, his body began to swell, growing larger twice over before stopping.

He became tall and majestic.

Compared to him, the Youming Grand Duke's slender figure seemed tiny.

But what truly shocked the Youming Grand Duke were the Soul Rings on Zhao Wuji.

"Eight Soul Rings, a Soul Douluo!"

"Who would have thought you, Zhao Wuji, had reached the realm of Soul Douluo!"

His face showed an undisguised look of astonishment.

According to the intelligence he had received, even if Zhao Wuji could become a Soul Douluo, it would have taken him a few more years...

"Duke, I wonder if my strength now meets your approval?"

Zhao Wuji asked indifferently.

"Hmph, even if you've become a Soul Douluo, that doesn't mean anything; my cultivation level didn't come from a gust of wind," the Youming Grand Duke snorted coldly, activating his Nether Spirit Cat Martial Soul. Below his feet, yellow, purple, and black Soul Rings appeared, totaling eight.

Having done all this, he faced Zhao Wuji and bowed with a fist. He said solemnly, "An eighty-five level Agile Attack Type Soul Douluo, please enlighten me!"

Boom.

Zhao Wuji also held his fists together, "An eighty-two level direct-attack class Zhao Wuji!"

Undoubtedly, they were really planning to clash.

However, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, which showed the regard they had for one another.

After all, when strong opponents face off, the one who moves first might reveal a flaw in an instant.

"Whoo whoo whoo..."

Suddenly, a gust of wind sprung up by the lakeside.

It caused the calm surface of the lake to ripple.

"Duke, are you fighting or not if you're not, please leave. The canteen is about to start serving meals."

Zhao Wuji was not a patient man, and at this moment, he was complaining discontentedly.

"You, too much!"

The Youming Grand Duke boiled with anger; they were both Soul Douluos, and his cultivation level was three levels higher than Zhao Wuji's. On what basis did Zhao Wuji look down on him?

As his words fell, the fifth soul ring on him lit up, and instantly his body split into countless shadows.

Nether Hundred Shadows!

Each shadow separated from the original body had a certain offensive power.

Of course.

The greatest effect of this soul skill wasn't the attack, but rather using these shadows as a cover, making the opponent reveal a weakness, creating an opportunity for a fatal strike for the original body.

Without a doubt, the Youming Grand Duke's move was a killer.

He wanted to resolve Zhao Wuji quickly.

Only.

He had oversimplified everything.

"Very fast."

"These shadows, they all give the same feeling as the original body."

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, "But no matter how I imagine it, there can only be one real original body!"

"Gravity intensification!"

With his voice, the third Soul Ring shone with a dazzling light.

The gravity in his surroundings suddenly increased.

Then, allowing the phantom attacks to land on himself, he keenly looked to his side and smiled, "I've found you!"

"Great Strength King Kong Palm!"

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's second Soul Ring lit up, and his hands transformed into huge bear paws, slapping hard at a shadow that was a part of the Youming Grand Duke.

"Hmph!"

The figure let out a muffled groan and staggered backward.

Thump thump thump thump thump.

Zhao Wuji's powerful and heavy attack pushed the Youming Grand Duke back several steps before he stopped.

He looked at Zhao Wuji incredulously and said, "How could you pick me out of a hundred divided shadows?"

"Is it that difficult?"

Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow, "Soul power isn't affected by gravity, but the original body is. Sometimes, the eyes aren't the only criterion for judgment; you have to rely on feeling."

"Gravity, I see!"

A flash of realization crossed the Youming Grand Duke's eyes, followed by praise, "No wonder you, Immovable King Zhao Wuji, managed to escape from the encirclement of Martial Soul Hall's elites, you do have exceptional abilities!"

"Hehe, Your Grace flatters me."

Zhao Wuji smiled, but quickly became serious again, "However, I must carry out His Majesty the Thunder Emperor's orders, don't think you can stay just by saying a few flattering words."

"Then, let's see the truth in action."

The Youming Grand Duke said solemnly as his seventh Soul Ring lit up.

Without further ado, it was known that this was a Soul Douluo's core ability, Martial Soul True Body.

Boom!

Powerful soul power enveloped the Youming Grand Duke.

The next moment, Zhao Wuji saw not the Youming Grand Duke but a Nether Spirit Cat over three meters tall.

"So it seems you're intent on fighting to the death?"

Zhao Wuji discerned the Youming Grand Duke's intent.

Nothing more.

But a hard battle.

"Evil God Protective Body!"

Facing such a mindset, Zhao Wuji immediately activated his eighth soul skill.

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