Chapter 432 You'd better not meet me!

"Moo!!!"

The divine elephant steps upon the earth, with its hooves raised and nose raised!

“Boom boom boom!”

The air exploded inch by inch, like a gunpowder barrel exploding on a mountain, all ignited at this moment. The overlapping and surging ripples squeezed the dust and airflow crazily, forming a huge circular shock wave visible to the naked eye.

In the valley of Yunshan, all the spectators heard a long elephant cry that tore through the sky, like a thunderous explosion, which made the blood and heart tremble. Thirteen golden giant elephant phantoms were running in the sky, even temporarily blocking the light of the scorching sun above their heads.

The Dragon Elephant Sutra, the Earth Elephant God Group!

In the square, Camus looked up at the sky, with shock in his eyes. His whole strong and sturdy body tensed up involuntarily as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Seal of Dark Light, protect with all your strength!"

At this moment, he did not hesitate. He summoned all his strength and suddenly activated all the more than 2,000 dark light seals on his right arm. In an instant, his entire right arm seemed to come from the netherworld, and black and purple runes lit up, like some unknown scripture.

“Bang!!!”

Camus raised his fist, and with such terrible momentum, a circle with a diameter of fifty meters appeared around him, emitting white wind. The ground within the circle was lifted up, and at that moment it was several meters off the ground!

Next second.

“Boom boom boom boom…”

"Empty, empty, empty, empty..."

The terrible blows of the two top school masters collided with each other, instantly causing a terrifying effect. The air in that entire area was distorted, refracting light like a pool of water. The ground cracked inch by inch, as if a mirror had fallen on the ground. In the cracks, mud gushed out, rushing to a height of 40 to 50 meters, and then fell like flowers scattered by a fairy. In the distance, the water from the small river flowed back through the cracks, but once it entered the area where the power of the two remained, it began to evaporate violently, turning into puffs of white water vapor that surged into the sky.

On both sides of the mountain wall, on the viewing platform.

Many spectators seemed to feel the mountain shaking, and some small rocks rolled down and were intercepted by the staff of the martial arts competition. Waves of hot wind and waves came towards them, with a temperature of at least 80 or 90 degrees.

Fortunately, the spectators are all warriors with considerable strength.

If an ordinary person were covered by the steam, he would probably be severely burned, and watching a game from a distance could be life-threatening.

"call!"

Hot air rises into the sky.

At the entrance of the valley, cool air flowed back and turned into a strong wind.

All the dust, gravel and mist in the air were swept away in an instant.

Center of the battlefield.

The scene here was in a mess, like a meat grinder battlefield during World War II. In the past few months, countless shells had been dropped. The ground was charred, with no grass growing and gray smoke bubbling out. Cracks spread out for hundreds of meters, crisscrossing each other, and the square was completely destroyed.

There is only a sunken pit with a reflective crystal layer at the edge.

The bottom of the pit.

A tall figure emitting glazed golden light stood like an iron tower. He slowly withdrew his right hand, and black smoke was still coming out of his palm.

There are traces of burning collisions caused by terrifying forces.

And on the opposite side.

A black figure was half-kneeling on the ground, with his right fist resting on the ground. His head was drooping and his features could not be seen clearly. One could only see blood dripping.

“Buzz…”

On the surface of Camus's right arm, the runes that originally emitted a strange purple-red light dimmed to the extreme at this moment, flickering slightly at a low frequency. If you look closely, you can find that there are fine cracks on the surface of the runes, like plant roots surrounding every corner.

“Ka-ka-ka!”

The next second, more than 2,000 Dark Light Seals made a slight shattering sound, then completely dimmed and shrank into a small black dot. Blood spurted out of Camus' right arm, gushing out from the fine cracks.

He attempted to use the protection of two thousand Dark Light Seals to fight head-on with White Owl's thirteen Earthly Elephant Gods and secure victory. However, the final result was that the Dark Light Seal was severely damaged and its power was backfired. It would take more than half a year for Camus to restore it to its peak state.

“Cough cough cough!”

In the pit, he coughed violently and forced himself to stand up.

His dark eyes were fixed on the white owl opposite him.

"This is the first time that my two thousand Dark Light Seals have been broken in an instant. You are even stronger than the two thousand opponents I have encountered before! Hahahaha, what the Spirit King said is indeed true. I have been working behind closed doors in the Star Federation, trapped in my own cognition and unable to get out..."

Camus had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he had been seriously injured. But at this moment, he seemed to have realized something, untied a knot and burden in his heart, and felt more relaxed than ever before.

As the saying goes, destruction precedes construction.

Because no one had ever been able to defeat all of Kamius's Dark Light Seals in an instant, he had never noticed the rebirth in the ruins. Until this moment, Kamius realized the true use of the Dark Light Fist. The protection of two thousand Dark Light Seals was just on the surface, making the outside look fierce and powerful. However, only the heart, only the self, is the root of the Dark Light Fist! His practice for more than forty years has completely gone astray.

"When the killing intent arises, the dark light shines everywhere."

"This is the general outline of the Dark Light Fist!"

"And the Seal of Dark Light is a means of protection. But because the means of protection are too powerful, I gradually lost myself in it. I searched for targets worthy of my hunting in the Star Federation, seeking the protection of the Seal of Dark Light..."

“I am obsessed…”

Camus took a deep breath, his arms covered in blood.

His whole body looked a little trembling, but there was a new strength in his body, sprouting like bamboo shoots after rain, reviving again. The dark murderous intention was beating in his spiritual will as always, and dense dark light marks appeared around him, emitting black and purple light.

“Buzz!”

It took Camus more than 40 years to accumulate more than 2,000 Dark Light Marks. He had been accumulating them since he first started practicing the Secret Martial Arts, and only now had this river of Dark Light Marks been formed.

However, at this moment.

Camus actually chose to self-destruct all the Dark Light Marks.

“Ding ding ding ding…”

In an instant, the dark purple river dissipated, turning into a sky full of light, and the terrifying power of protection disappeared without a trace. However, in contrast, the slightly beating dark murderous heart below seemed to have been strengthened unprecedentedly. All the dissipated dark purple gathered on the heart out of thin air, making it beat like a sun.

"So, this is the Fist of Dark Light!"

The bottom of the pit.

Camus opened his eyes and gained an unprecedented harvest. He looked completely refreshed. He looked at the white owl walking slowly in front of him and exhaled a long stream of hot white air: "To express my gratitude, I just realized a new move, the transformed Fist of Dark Light, and I dedicate it to you!"

Camus stepped on the ground, his strong body seemed to bend a bow and shoot an arrow, and his arms were slightly tilted back, just like the posture of throwing a javelin in a track and field meet.

"The dark light shines everywhere!"

"call out!"

He threw a punch at Bai Xiao.

The moment the fist fell, it turned into a bright black-purple sun, completely overshadowing the sun above. In the half of the sky where Camus was, the clouds shattered, and a huge fist mark fell.

It immediately overlapped with his fist, erupting with terrifying power.

When murderous intent arises, the dark light shines everywhere!

“Boom boom boom…”

…

In front of him, Bai Xiao was like a stiff and cold statue. He quietly watched as Camus's aura faded like a punctured balloon, and then revived again, breaking and then rising again, welcoming a new dawn and power.

Finally, he mustered up all his courage and made a decisive attack on himself.

“Nothing, nothing, nothing!”

The fist mark that covered the sky and the sun was rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

In the strong wind, the white owl raised his head.

“Bang!”

The Six-Path Heavenly Glass Holy Dragon roared out, its winding scaly body like a golden mountain range, entwined around the raised arm and turned into a punch.

"call out!"

There is no maximum value, only higher values!

In the valley between the mountains and clouds, six golden dragon phantoms expanded and grew larger, as if they had turned into monsters from the ancient wilderness. They aimed at the purple-black sky and the fist marks that turned into the setting sun...

A dragon swings its tail!

“Boom!”

The wind was blowing wildly and thunder was exploding.

The whole sky seemed to be streaked with lightning. But in a flash, all the strange phenomena were swept away by an overwhelming force and turned back to normal. Only the hot air flow blew through, sweeping the entire valley.

"call out!"

“Bang!”

On the right side of Yunshan Valley.

On top of the extremely hard mountain wall.

Many spectators clearly saw that there was a huge groove where the dragon's tail had swung fiercely, and the scales had rubbed it smooth. In the deeply sunken diagonal groove, a black figure was embedded in it.

"call out."

“Boom!”

Camus fell down and smashed a hole in it.

His eyes were dazed, his body was covered in blood, and his consciousness was close to coma. Supporting himself with his arms, Camus barely raised his head and looked over.

All I saw was the battle area across the river.

There was a tall figure there, the golden light all over his body had dissipated. He slowly turned around, as if lifted up by an invisible gravity, and floated towards the waiting hall.

What a blatant numerical weirdness!

Camus was blessed with more than two thousand Dark Light Marks, which attracted a palm strike!

He was defeated and then rebuilt in the battle, and with his sincerity, he realized the true meaning of the Fist of Dark Light and used the killing move of Dark Light Illuminating Everywhere. Another punch!

Dragons and elephants fight, crushing the sky and the earth!

“Cough cough cough…”

"Still can't do it?"

At this moment, it was unclear whether Camus was coughing or smiling bitterly.

"Master Longxiang Pavilion, you are right."

"He is the real numerical freak in this martial arts competition!"

He turned his head and looked at the waiting hall in the distance.

"Next, Guangying Feilin, I'm afraid you're in trouble."

“Swish.”

Camus rolled over, perhaps because he had hit something, his facial features were distorted by pain. He took a deep breath and looked into the blue sky. The white clouds had been shattered by the force, leaving only wisps of cloud that were scattered everywhere.

But, there was another strong wind, and the air flow was reversed.

Gather the surrounding clouds again and turn them into new clouds.

“A blessing in disguise, a ....”

"Although I was defeated by White Owl and fell on the way to the quarterfinals of the martial arts competition. But I am afraid that what I gained would be more than if I continued to go on..."

"It's up to you now, White Owl."

"I don't know how far you can go. Will you fall down halfway..."

His consciousness gradually became blurred and his vision went dark.

A few seconds later, Camus fainted completely, breathing weakly.

In the distance, the staff of the martial arts competition rushed over and carried him away. The black-clad referee who reappeared in the battle square announced.

"Number 11, Dragon Elephant White Owl, wins!"

For a moment, the noises from the spectator seats on both sides drowned the entire Yunshan Valley. Shouts of surprise and shocking admiration filled everyone's ears. The 16-to-8 match started with a big one. Bai Xiao and Camus, the two masters who could be ranked in the third echelon, completely decided the winner. Bai Xiao won a big victory, while Camus lost miserably, which surprised many people. They thought Camus would lose, but they didn't think Camus would lose so easily, so that these people were completely silent.

Waiting hall.

Many contestants withdrew the aura defense that enveloped the entire building and looked ahead with deep eyes, where a tall figure walked slowly in.

“Tatta…”

Sitting in their seats, Tang Qi, the Soul-Devouring Spear, Simon, the Demon Bear, and Percy, the Blazing Sky, all had a hint of deep fear in their eyes, and they stared at Bai Xiao.

In the distance, Xiao Gui and Paladin, one was shrouded in a black hood, and the other was hidden in a steel helmet. It was impossible to see their emotions and expressions clearly.

It was the Sword Demon who looked at Bai Xiao and nodded slightly.

The child-like Spirit King stroked his nonexistent beard with an air of maturity and muttered to himself, "Not easy to mess with."

Finally, Guangying Feilin still had a delicate and perfect elegant smile on her face. She had a beautiful face and curly white eyelashes, like a blooming white lotus.

It was as if he and the victorious White Owl were good friends.

I am proud of it.

until.

“Tatta…”

Bai Xiao entered the waiting hall and walked straight to him.

He has a burly figure and looks down on people.

A huge dark shadow enveloped and covered Guangying Film.

The white owl looked down with lowered eyebrows, the corners of his cold mouth raised ferociously.

"Next, you better not meet me, bitch."

"I'm going to fuck you up!"

"hehe."

In an instant, the friendly smile on Guangying Filin's face froze.

His beautiful and delicate white mask was almost torn in half on the spot, revealing his dark and evil nature as dark as mud.

"you……"

Guangying Filin raised his head, anger rising, and was about to speak.

The white owl in front of him had already turned around and walked to his own seat aside.

Sit down slowly.

Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment.

He never wastes time on himself and is committed to making life difficult for anyone who expresses ill will towards him. If the other party is angry, then Bai Xiao will be very happy!

Hehehe~

Sitting in the cold seat, a black message flashed in front of my sight.

This is one of the gains from this round of 16.

[Your mission is "Total Victory", victory value +3500! ]

[Mission: All-Victory Stance (Cumulative Victory Value: 3500)]

Three thousand five hundred victory points, worthy of being Camus, the Fist of Dark Light.

"Converted, it's equivalent to one hundred and five potential points!"

"Plus, the reward for the top eight is more than a pound of enlightenment tea..."

Bai Xiao took a deep breath, even he was a little excited.

"There is hope for a breakthrough to the peak of the school!"

(End of this chapter)