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The Ninth Void Ghost King attacked Shi Xiaole furiously. Even though his attacks were blocked, they proved at least that Shi Xiaole posed no threat to him. Regardless, today he was determined to take down the other's pride; otherwise, where would his face be?
The two of them fought from the sky to the ground and moved from the mountaintop to the mountainside. Before they knew it, five hundred moves had passed. With the life-death martial arts exchange, Shi Xiaole had only exhausted thirty percent of his power.
In contrast, the Ninth Void Ghost King had used up over fifty percent of his power. He gained no advantage in close combat and dared not use his killing moves casually, as vital blood required long-term accumulation—using a bit meant losing a bit. But ordinary moves couldn't trouble Shi Xiaole.
As the fight went on, the Ninth Void Ghost King became more and more irritable. He had to admit, even if he did not want to, that he had no way to deal with Shi Xiaole.
