Chapter 250: Truce
Boom—
Instantly, a resounding explosion echoed from the black fog, and the Star Luo Holy Tiger flew backward like a bird with broken wings. Its massive body, like a cannonball, slammed heavily into the smooth, solid rock wall!
A deep, tiger-shaped pit was slashed into the rock wall, and after the rock cracked, it crashed to the ground with a thud.
"Your Highness!"
Lin Qiuyang cried out as the Star Luo Holy Tiger was blasted away, quickly breaking away from the battle and reaching the spot where the Star Luo Holy Tiger had fallen.
Simultaneously, after withstanding the shockwave of the explosion, the Star Luo Holy Tiger's Thousand-Force Battle Armor began to crack with countless cracks, finally shattering with a bang.
The immense recoil suddenly surged through Dai Weis and the other two, sending their blood churning, their scalps tingling, and every cell aching. A stream of blood surged upward, threatening to burst forth.
However, the Qianjun Battle Armor's defensive power was still quite reliable. Although it ultimately shattered, transforming into countless dark points of light that flew across the sky before completely dissipating, it still helped the Star Luo Holy Tiger block the combined martial arts attacks of Fifteen Ton Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo, a feat that was already exceedingly difficult.
Even Qian Daoliu would have struggled with their combined martial arts attacks. Perhaps the only person in the universe who could easily withstand such an attack was Tang Chen, the renowned and formidable leader of the Clear Sky Sect.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Dai Weis coughed dryly, gasping weakly. While the Qianjun Battle Armor had helped to contain the shockwaves from the explosion, its use had also consumed a significant portion of the three's spirit energy.
With Dai Pojun, Dong Hui, and the others gone, there was no one to replenish their spirit energy. Therefore, having exhausted its spirit energy, the Star Luo Holy Tiger slowly dissipated, revealing Dai Weis and the other two within.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
After the Star Luo Holy Tiger vanished, Lin Qiuyang immediately arrived beside Dai Weis and the other two. He stood with his sword pointed toward the heavens, his scabbard eyes fixed on Fifteen Ton Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo in mid-air, as well as Yue Guan and Gui Mei on the ground. He prepared to face four enemies alone.
Following Lin Qiuyang's arrival, Li Hu, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, and the others followed suit, standing shoulder to shoulder, forming a human wall to block Dai Weis and the other two and protect them.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Then came the sound of advancing armored troops. Tens of thousands of White Tiger soldiers galloped forward, shouting and killing as they surrounded Dai Weis and the other two.
"Quickly protect His Royal Highness!"
"Gunners, quickly aim your cannons at those two Title Douluo and blow them up!"
Gazing at this fierce army, even with his spirit power depleted, Dai Weis felt a sense of security. He thought to himself, "With this loyal and fearless army, unifying the Douluo Continent is only a matter of time."
Dai Weis's lips curled slightly at the thought. As the founder of the White Tiger Legion, he felt a surge of pride at the sight of this awe-inspiring force.
As Dai Weis felt a surge of security, Fifteen Ton Douluo, mid-air, secretly observed him and sighed softly.
"I really didn't expect that the strength of these three people would be so amazing. They can actually stop all living beings from achieving Bodhi. They are indeed capable!"
"Huh, what's that?" The Falling Devil Douluo snorted coldly and laughed disdainfully, "The strange black fog corroded a lot of our spirit power, and on top of that, we acted in a hurry and had no time to accumulate power.
Otherwise, the power of the martial soul combination skill just now would have increased by three times! Not to mention that they can block it, even if they didn't die, I would still look up to them!"
"Haha, brother, you can't say that. They are only in their twenties, and that little girl probably doesn't even look up to her eighteen years old. At such an age, they already have the strength to compete with you and me, which is very rare. Compared with the three people of the golden generation, they are even better!"
After this was said, even the usually domineering and arrogant Falling Devil Douluo couldn't help but nodded frequently. After all, when he was in his twenties, he was just a Soul Sect.
"Yes, they are indeed geniuses rarely seen in a century. What a pity!"
"Yes, but unfortunately, they are from the Star Luo Empire. They will surely die today!" Fifteen Ton Douluo changed his tone, his eyes ablaze with murderous intent. His second spirit ring suddenly flashed, and the Coiling Dragon Staff shot out.
"Second Spirit Skill: Qianjun Control!"
As he spoke, the Coiling Dragon Staff spun at high speed like a disc, piercing the sky like a dart, whipping up a gust of wind as it smashed down towards Dai Weis.
"Weapon Spirit True Avatar: Black Iron..."
Just as Lin Qiuyang activated his Weapon Spirit True Avatar, preparing to block Fifteen Ton Douluo's devastating blow, a loud bang echoed from the sky. A thunder hammer soared into the sky, its rolling thunder imbued with the power of a thunderbolt. Like a purple meteor streaking across the long night, it shot out!
Boom!
Thor's hammer leaped out, striking the devastating staff and sending the Coiling Dragon Staff flying!
"If you want to attack my son, you must first ask my father for permission!"
A roar resonated like thunder, and six figures flew from the horizon. They were Dai Pojun and his wife, Tang Xiao, and the three remaining elders of the Clear Sky Sect.
Zhu Yaqin couldn't fly, and Tang Xiao had lost the ability to fly, so Dai Pojun and the three elders used their spirit power to pull them aloft.
Tang Xiao's hand flashed with lightning, and the Thor's Hammer that had struck the Coiling Dragon Staff soared into the sky, then, under his control, flew back into his hand. It was clearly Tang Xiao who had used the Coiling Dragon Staff to send Fifteen Ton Douluo flying.
"Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live! Long live!"
As Dai Pojun appeared, twenty thousand White Tiger soldiers knelt in salute, even Lin Qiuyang joining in the gesture.
Boom boom boom!
In the distance, flags flickered, and the faint sound of galloping horses could be heard. Fifteen Ton Douluo gazed into the distance and saw thousands more cavalrymen approaching, swords drawn.
He glanced again at Dai Pojun and the three elders approaching, then shook his head in frustration, thinking, "It's impossible. It seems I won't be able to kill Dai Weis today."
"So it's the Star Luo Emperor. My apologies!" Fifteen Ton Douluo bowed in respect, but a hint of disdain etched across his brow.
"We've both been fighting fiercely all night, and both are exhausted. How about we both call it a day and discuss today's matter another day?"
"..."
Dai Pojun didn't reply immediately. Instead, he shot at the tens of thousands of spirit masters at the back of the valley. They might be a mere bunch of weaklings, but their morale was high!
While his own White Tiger soldiers outnumbered the enemy by more than double, they were exhausted from the long journey and all-night battles. They were now relying on their fierce passion to persevere.
A real fight would certainly inflict heavy damage on the spirit master unit, but the White Tiger Legion would also inevitably suffer losses. It's like injuring the enemy by a thousand and losing eight hundred of our own. It's not worth it!
Moreover, even if they completely wiped out this group of puny soldiers and generals, with the Spirit Hall's prestige and resources, recruiting another ten thousand spirit masters wouldn't be difficult.
While the White Tiger Legion's soldiers were merely ordinary men, they were carefully selected, capable of fighting ten to one. Dai Pojun naturally didn't want to suffer any losses.
"Alright then, let's call a truce for now. We'll settle this grudge later!"
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