Chapter 264 - Defeating Hu Po

Chapter 264 - Defeating Hu Po

After the match started, Long Aotian didn't give Hu Po any chance to act. His body instantly lit up with countless glows as he equipped himself with numerous soul devices.

A Level 7 Soul Shield, six Level 6 Soul Propulsion Devices, and a spiritual defense soul device fashioned into a necklace around his neck. He was armored to the teeth.

Facing the enigmatic Hu Po, Long Aotian took no chances. Chen Lu had died due to underestimating the enemy, and he was determined not to fall in the same way. To Long Aotian, Hu Po, no matter how beautiful, was just a deadly beauty. His only goal was to take her head and avenge Chen Lu.

Honestly, Long Aotian understood his thoughts were biased. His people from the Body Sect had killed people from the Spirit Sect, so naturally, the Spirit Sect could kill their people too. It was a victor's battle; Chen Lu's death was his own fault for being careless and not mastering his skills sufficiently. But there was no helping it, that was the Body Sect tradition—protecting their own!

So, Hu Po must die!

As Long Aotian, unswayed by Hu Po's beauty, rapidly crossed the arena towards her propelled by his soul devices, Hu Po's eyebrows slightly furrowed, her irritation growing. She hated those who ignored her beauty. Compared to her strength, Hu Po was even more confident in her looks. Long Aotian's disregard infuriated her, causing her emotions to spiral out of control.

"I'll gouge out those unappreciative eyes of yours!" she thought.

Faced with the ferocious Long Aotian, Hu Po did not retreat but advanced. Her deep red eyes carried a strange glow, and her pupils seemed to blossom into a rose.

Boom—

The collision of Long Aotian's golden light against Hu Po's crimson light exploded in a fierce turbulence. To Long Aotian's surprise, Hu Po seemed to shatter directly from their clash.

However, he wasn't naive enough to think he had resolved the fight that easily. Always vigilant, he kept his soul shield active, scanning his surroundings.

Sure enough, the next moment, the shattered crimson light particles fell onto the stage, and each particle grew into a rose bush. Quickly, thorns covered the entire arena.

"Hehehe... Handsome boy, you want to avenge your teammate? Then show me some real skill!" Hu Po's voice, teasing and echoing, resonated from all directions, as if every rose was an extension of her.

Looking down, Long Aotian frowned. His feet too were ensnared by thorns, and due to the close collision with Hu Po, his area had the densest growth.

The living thorns waved their barbed tendrils, striking his Level 7 soul shield, and roses clung to the surface of his shield, bursting violently, creating ripples with each explosion.

Every burst of the roses, every lash from the tendrils, continuously drained Long Aotian's soul power. After all, maintaining a soul shield required constant power, and to keep it operational against these attacks, Long Aotian had to use even more soul power.

But Long Aotian's counter was simple. Plants could only grow from the ground; if he could attack from the air, how would she respond?

His back jets sprang open, their eight nozzles blasting out tremendous thrust, propelling him skyward against gravity. An interesting rule in this tournament was that there were no height restrictions for flight—only that a soul master must not leave the arena's bounds.

The officials of the Sun Moon Empire could never have imagined that the advantage they fought for soul masters would end up benefiting a soul master from Douluo Continent.

Long Aotian soared two hundred meters up, looking down at the thorn-covered arena, his handsome face cold. He continually drew powerful soul devices from his storage ring, strapping them on.

"Little girl, times have changed!" Blurted out in an unexpected moment, Long Aotian covered his mouth after he realized what he said. But the amplification system carried his words across the entire arena...

Vina's face darkened, her eyes narrowing in displeasure as she looked up at Long Aotian in the sky. Others struggled to contain their laughter at his unintentional remark. The audience exchanged glances.

Who knew that the cool, handsome, and taciturn Long Aotian could spout such ridiculous words?

Back on the stage, Hu Po almost went berserk, her whole being flushing with anger as the arena's thorns and roses became even more aggressive.

"Even the most disciplined kids are learning bad habits from the Young Sect Master," Vina muttered with irritation yet couldn't help but smile wryly. "Nana, that's not fair. It's not the Young Sect Master who taught him those tricks; Long Aotian picked them up on his own," Xiao Xiao, Du Qianjue's defender, retorted.

Vina was at a loss for words because… she couldn't argue with that.

Unaware that he had already become a social media joke, Long Aotian activated his soul cannons. As a Soul Saint, he channeled tremendous energy into the devices, and a torrent of devastating soul-guided rays rained down from the sky, bombarding the stage.

Boom—

Hu Po nearly cursed aloud. The dense soul-guided ray attacks destroyed many of her thorns and roses. Her vines and roses, in a sense, formed a domain; as long as she was within the area covered by the roses, she could use them to teleport and launch attacks anywhere within the domain.

Long Aotian's destruction of her plants meant her soul power was rapidly depleting—by now, it had dropped by forty percent.

Hu Po was trapped in a dilemma. If she retracted her domain, she would expose herself to Long Aotian's focused attacks. If she didn't, she couldn't touch Long Aotian, who was flying above.

A dead end.

Frustrated, Hu Po saw only one option left: surrender.

And wisely, she chose it.

"Referee, I surrender!" (End of Chapter)

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