I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 836: Chapter 130: Swallow Alive

Perhaps if Cao Changqing had nurtured this drought fiend himself, it might have caused Tang Luo a lot of trouble, but this was someone else’s treasure. To control it, one would need to pour vast amounts of Spiritual Power into the golden disk, first to maintain the existence of the netherworld gate, and second, to issue commands.

While multitasking isn’t much of an issue for warriors, there is a limit to their total amount of Spiritual Power. If you add Spiritual Power to the golden disk, naturally, you won’t have any excess to merge into your Spirit Art.

So although this crescent sword qi looked astonishing, it was all flash and no substance. For Tang Luo, it was less impressive than the Buddhist artifacts transformed by the willpower in the Medicine Valley by Yankong, let alone fathom why someone would be so senseless as to challenge the elderly Xu Lao to a match.

Opening his wide mouth to reveal a row of neat teeth, he allowed the crescent sword qi to slash across his face, then crunched it with a bite, and with a wave of his hand, he flung away the ghostly soldiers entangling him. As Cao Changqing fell back in retreat, Tang Luo deactivated the Undying Battle Body and initiated a series of flickering phantom steps.

After undergoing the trial of this martial arts tournament, he had improved his application of many secret techniques. If before his phantom steps were merely a combination of various footwork and movements, now he was consciously incorporating Escape Techniques, like the wind Escape Technique that suited best for moving through voids.

Having reverted to his normal size, Tang Luo ignored the distance of several dozen yards and appeared in front of Cao Changqing as if teleporting, his right fist pulling back and roaring with the sound of dragons, thunder, and wind, drowning out the wailing ghosts and demons.

And Cao Changqing had an expression as if he had seen a ghost, unable to believe that Tang Luo could suddenly flash in front of him. In his urgency, he had no choice but to invoke the secret art of the golden disk.

A burst of golden light suddenly enveloped Cao Changqing, firmly protecting him, while Tang Luo, fearing that a single punch would not suffice, spun the Void Dual Wheels in his chest rapidly. Nine thousand nine hundred strands of Innate Qi converged into one, creating a bicolored Divine Sword that shot towards the golden light, aimed precisely at Cao Changqing’s left shoulder.

The amazingly powerful bicolored Innate Divine Sword effortlessly penetrated the golden light and drew a faint line across the sky. Strangely, there was no movement within the gold light. Tang Luo, frowning, swung out his right fist and shattered the penetrated spirit-shielded golden light, only to be scratched across the chest by two sharp claws.

Inside the golden light were no traces of Cao Changqing; it was distinctly the drought fiend that had been blown away. The shoulder pierced by the Innate Qi arrow did not hinder its movement at all, and countless streams of evil Qi surged out, constantly repairing it with an atrocious stench.

Tang Luo, having deactivated his Undying Battle Body, was far less defensively capable. As he landed a right punch on the face of the drought fiend, the ghoul’s claws also tore open his chest, the wound deep enough to reveal bone.

The potent poison of the ghoul’s claws seeped into his body and was about to take effect but was completely refined by the spinning Void Dual Wheels within him.

And when Tang Luo’s punch connected with the face of the drought fiend, it felt like striking iron. Lacking the power of the Undying Battle Body, he was unable to deal substantial damage to the fiend. His right fist was then caught in its bite, immobilized.

The drought fiend, with a corpse crown and raging purple pupils, was about to deliver a fatal blow to the immobile Tang Luo but found that the fist it bit was swelling up, eventually prying open its sturdy fangs. The formerly frail human had transformed back into a silver giant.

But being fearless and persistent was the greatest trait of a ghoul. So what if it faced a giant? It wasn’t afraid at all. It readied its claws for an aggressive strike, only to be seized in one hand.

“This thing is really too troublesome!”

The silver giant grumbled as he stuffed the drought fiend into his mouth, swallowing it into the number eighty-eight Void Stomach.

His idea was very simple, since there was no good way to kill a drought demon bred from the Senluo ghostly qi, why not swallow it into the Void Stomach? After all, the Void Stomach could dissolve anything unless the drought demon had the ability to break through space; otherwise, it could only drift honestly inside. He also wanted to know if the Void Stomach could digest this zombie, which was reputed to be indestructible even when facing gods. If it could work, it would count as an additional attack method.noveldrama

After swallowing the zombie, Tang Luo carefully sensed the movements within his stomach. Once he felt that there were no major issues, he turned to face Cao Changqing, only to discover his opponent’s face twitching, wanting to laugh yet struggling to look seriously concerned, trembling with the golden disc in hand.

And the spectators below were exclaiming in shock at the actions of the silver giant.

“He swallowed the drought demon!?”

“Does he have a death wish? Spit it out now!”

“Spit it out? What’s the use? Senluo corpse qi, Mysterious Snake’s venom, aren’t both the deadliest poisons in the world? Relying on his two-sided innate physique, he thinks he’s invincible, but if he dies, he has no one else to blame!”

“Since my birth, I have never seen such stupidity,” said Cao Changqing with a cold laugh, holding the golden disc: “I advise you to spit out the drought demon immediately, seek your reward from Martial Saint Mountain, and swallow Divine Pills quickly—you might save your life. Otherwise, once the corpse poison epidemic explodes in your belly, no one will be able to save you!”

The whispers from the crowd on Bifang Mountain and Cao Changqing’s cold, mocking threat naturally did not concern Tang Luo. He also had no desire to explain; after all, there were too many issues with him, and there were some things he hadn’t even figured out himself.

As for the zombie’s poison, at worst, he would just not be able to use the eighty-eighth Void Stomach, but he still had nine hundred and ninety-eight others!

But seeing Cao Changqing looking so serious, he couldn’t help but want to tease him, so he quietly inhaled some residual epidemic poisonous fog from the dry corpse and controlled the Void Dual Wheels not to refine it.

The corpse poison acted swiftly within his body, his silver-grey chest and abdomen suddenly surged with a greenish hue, looking just like an outbreak of corpse poison.

The silver giant, with a look of despair and rage in his eyes, roared at Cao Changqing, the sound waves shaking the heavens: “Before the drought demon’s poison kills me, I will make sure we perish together!”

The once-peerless prodigy had in an instant been reduced to a desperate plight. The mighty warrior that Longzhou could produce only once in many years was now on the verge of dying from drought demon corpse poison.

Many had already understood the situation. The so-called Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Tournament didn’t truly allow noble family disciples to rise to the top; in the past, the top ten were all sect disciples. People had thought it was simply a matter of being outskilled, but now seeing Tang Luo crowned the champion, yet being pushed to this extent by Cao Changqing using a magical weapon, it sent a chill down their spines.

The noble family disciples on Bifang Mountain listened to the giant’s roar and couldn’t help but feel sorrow for the dead, and even the sect disciples turned their heads away, unwilling to witness the silver giant’s desperate end.

On the contrary, Cao Changqing said arrogantly, “You should just admit defeat right away. Swallowing Divine Pills to save your life is the priority. Otherwise, once the evil Qi attacks your heart and brain, no miraculous medicine or divine pill can save your poor life!”

The silver giant did not speak again but instead leaped forward, his raised right fist carrying the weight of ten thousand catties yet exuding the bleakness of a last stand. The Xuanwu Faziang was entangled by the ghost soldier squad and couldn’t advance an inch, and could only mourn toward its master as if lamenting.