Apocalypse: Grinding EXP through Hunting

But regardless of whether it made sense, the facts were right in front of them.

"Haha, I've been sitting around bored for half the night. It's the perfect time to stretch my legs," Bai Shuo agreed with a smile.

Tang Wen had only just achieved his Initial Entry into the Extraordinary. No matter how much of a genius he was, how strong could his combat power possibly be?

To Bai Shuo, who had been immersed in Martial Arts for many years and was at the Peak of Sixth Grade, dealing with Tang Wen was no different from playing house with a child—just a way to stretch his legs.

In the desolate, dark wilderness.

The two faced each other from a distance.

Knowing that Bai Shuo would not make the first move, Tang Wen called out, "Uncle Shuo, please forgive the offense."

The moment the words left his mouth, his bright, star-like eyes were veiled by darkness.

The whites of his eyes vanished, leaving only pitch-black orbs, and his entire body was enveloped in a thick, oppressive darkness.

His entire aura transformed, becoming strange and domineering.

[Dark Binding — Spiritual Shackles]

Darkness, like dense black smoke, coalesced into the form of a nine-story Demon Tower.

The tower descended from the sky, its presence terrifying.

"This…?"

"Is Tang Wen the one attacking?!"

Bai You Ruo and Bai Xue stared at each other, stunned.

The two women were not Extraordinary, but their knowledge was considerable.

Bai Shuo was not a Sixth-Grade master of the Dark Ability, so this terrifyingly realistic Demon Tower had to be the work of Tang Wen.

Outside the battlefield, hundreds of meters away, the two women and General Zhao all felt a suffocating pressure.

Unlike the two women, who were completely unprepared, General Zhao had long had a faint feeling that the boy, Tang Wen, already possessed combat power greater than his own.

But a feeling was just a feeling; reason told him it was impossible.

Tang Wen's breakthrough speed could only be described as demonic. However, looking back at all the demons and geniuses in recorded history, after becoming Extraordinary, their progress in Martial Arts would inevitably slow down dramatically.

Even if they were still much faster than ordinary people, they wouldn't reach the level of a Veteran Extraordinary in just a few short months.

And yet, the proof was right before his eyes.

The illusion of the Nine-Story Demon Tower was right there!

As the oppressive aura radiated outward, General Zhao instinctively pulled the two women back another few dozen steps.

Unlike the awkwardness when he had first used this move, back when the dark tower was blurry and one could barely make out its number of floors.

But now, the Nine-Story Demon Tower manifested by Tang Wen's Dark Ability was exquisitely real, from the stone pillars and walls to the carved beams and painted rafters of each floor.

It was as if countless master artisans had been summoned to meticulously carve it into existence.

The texture of every single brick and tile was rendered in minute detail.

The more real it appeared, the more energy it contained!

The Dark Tower descended slowly, like Mount Tai crashing down!

As the Peak Sixth-Grade Powerhouse Bai Shuo looked up, for the first time ever, a look of stunned disbelief appeared on his face.

He was locked on by the aura emanating from Tang Wen, confirming that this Dark Tower was indeed his opponent's creation and was aimed right at him. Otherwise, Bai Shuo might have suspected that the Black Water Gang had sent a Sixth-Grade Master to hide in the shadows, ready to ambush him alongside Tang Wen!

"Your Spiritual Power is… it's…" Bai Shuo was at a loss for words.

The dark tower seemed to move slowly but was actually quite fast. Before he could think any further, he was trapped inside.

"The younger generation is truly fearsome!"

He gave Tang Wen a deep look, a tremor running through him.

It was the first time he had ever felt fear because of someone's talent!

[Wind Department Visualization Martial Arts — Seventh Style: Wind-Rolled Ruins]

A tornado whipped up from the flat ground.

Tang Wen had seen this Wind Division Cultivation Technique before.

But when Bai Shuo executed it, it was more than ten times stronger than what he had seen previously.

Gale-force winds rose from the ground, kicking up sand and dust.

The huge, roaring bonfire was caught in the tornado's suction. It became like a candle flickering in a winter storm.

It flickered weakly, threatening to go out at any moment.

POOF.

The fire was extinguished.

RUMBLE!

Pebbles and stones began to roll with the wind.

Tang Wen's body was uncontrollably pulled a few steps toward Bai Shuo.

By the time he finally managed to steady his stance, another pale blue tornado had appeared on the field.

It spun around Bai Shuo, tearing and roaring from within the black, nine-story tower.

Part illusory, part real.

A pincer attack from within and without!

The outer tornado assaulted him with wind and sand.

Like Tang Wen's Nine-Story Demon Tower, the pale blue tornado was also a product of Spiritual Power.

They could fight against each other.

In Tang Wen's Sea of Consciousness, most of the spiritual pictographs lit up, but he still had power to spare.

Meanwhile, judging by Bai Shuo's calm and composed expression, he was clearly confident he could escape.

The two did not engage in a contest of Spiritual Power.

Tang Wen was here to test his strength, not to fight to the death.

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

Maintaining the output of his Spiritual Power, he took a few steps and charged right up to Bai Shuo.

WHOOSH!

The air exploded with a sky full of fist shadows.

[Night Divine Fist — Night Parade of Hundred Demons]

Bai Shuo didn't dare to be careless, a cyan light flashing in his eyes.

The blue tornado solidified and shattered Tang Wen's Spiritual Shackles in one fell swoop.

Faced with the fist shadows right before him, he could only meet them head-on.

Looking at Tang Wen, a smile touched his eyes. 'He's still too young. Since Spiritual Power is your strength, why would you close the distance to fight me in close combat?'

BANG!

A muffled explosion echoed.

It was as if an invisible bomb had detonated, sending shockwaves surging outward.

Bai Shuo couldn't help but feel his breath catch in his throat!

'A monster!'

'This kid's Fist Power… It's more than ten thousand pounds?'

BANG! BANG! BANG!

A series of explosions erupted in the air.

Caught off guard, Bai Shuo had only used thirty percent of his strength to meet the attack and was knocked backward.

'So this is the strength of a Sixth-Grade master? Doesn't seem like much!'

Tang Wen was exceptionally excited. He swung his arms wide, his fists striking like cannons.

One Visualization Burst followed another.

His attacks were powerful enough to crush mountains and shatter stone, ferocious beyond compare.

He fought with the aura of someone who was determined to either kill or be killed that day!

Bai Shuo decided not to meet the blows head-on anymore. With a tap of his foot, his figure floated backward in retreat.

Using this move was, of course, a sign of his quick thinking. But inwardly, he cried out in shame, 'To be forced to retreat and use footwork while sparring with a junior… I'm resorting to suppressing him with my higher Realm.'

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