"Haah!" Wukong roared angrily, using Wukongshu to shoot himself forward like a rocket.
The black-clad man's combat stance was nearly identical to Wukong's — both using the signature moves of the Guixianliu martial school.
"Sorry, Sun Wukong!"
"If I don't get rid of you today, my future plans will be completely derailed. So your end has come." The man in black condensed a black-yellow Qigong Dan in his palm, and it grew larger and larger.
"Don't worry — I'll find the best grave in this world for you."
"Rest in peace."
Once the black-yellow Qigong Dan reached full charge, the black-clad man flicked it forward casually, hurling it straight toward Wukong.
"That energy feels so familiar... like I've seen it somewhere before, but I can't quite place it." Wukong muttered to himself, but his vigilance toward the black-clad man never wavered.
His arms hardened as Busoshoku Haki instantly coated them in black.
Circulating his internal Qigong, he formed a layer of energy shield over his gloves and met the incoming Qigong Dan head-on.
"Black arms? Is that Busoshoku Haki?" The black-clad man could only feel envy seeing Wukong suddenly use Haki.
"Damn it! My system never gave me that thing, and it actually gave it to you?"
"You stupid dog-system, you really treat your own host like trash!"
He cursed at his system a few times, then began channeling his dark energy. Slowly, he descended to the ground and started setting up something — perhaps a dark ritual array.
With lightning speed, he drew a hexagram on the ground.
The Shinigami Scythe Martial Soul in his hand gradually materialized.
"Let me show you a technique I created myself. I made this just for you!"
"Necro Blood Magic Array!"
The black-clad man slit a vein in his arm, letting blood drip into the center of the hexagram.
He attempted to link himself to the hexagram.
Two seconds later, the dull symbol suddenly burst out with purple light!
Waves of black aura surged directly into the Scythe Martial Soul.
But instead of endlessly absorbing the energy, the scythe reversed some of it, feeding the dark power back into the black-clad man's body.
As seconds passed, Wukong had already shattered the massive yellow Qigong Dan.
Then, he felt an increasingly fierce and dangerous aura coming from the black-clad man.
"That scythe can absorb power? It really is similar to the legendary Shinigami Scythe."
Wukong couldn't help but sigh.
"Blocking his next strike head-on might be tough."
"If I still had my five-ring strength, I could manage. But…"
Right now, Wukong only had the strength of a Three-Ring Soul Lord, while the black-clad man — also a Saiyan — possessed Five-Ring Soul King power.
In a direct clash, Wukong had no advantage. Even that earlier yellow Qigong Dan had already forced him to go all out.
"Guess I'll have to try this move… hope it works."
"Confidence is the peak of power."
This time, Wukong didn't take the Kamehameha stance. Instead, he pushed his left hand back and slapped the back of his right hand into his left palm.
His stance shifted — not angled right like Kamehameha, but leaning to the left.
A massive white energy swirled and built up in his palms. This move had taken him even longer to master than Kamehameha.
When he learned the Kamehameha's cultivation method, he still hadn't known this one.
He'd actually developed it himself through sheer insight.
"Here it comes!" Wukong roared.
The white Qigong sphere in his hands surged forward as both palms thrust outward, releasing a beam of blinding white light.
"Sky Cannon!"
The Sky Cannon was originally Trunks's signature move — strangely, Vegeta rarely used it.
Maybe because his Final Flash was just too good — golden, crackling with lightning… yeah, hard to beat that.
The huge white beam struck the massive scythe that was frantically absorbing dark energy.
The scythe trembled — its absorption speed slowed slightly.
"What are you doing?! Haven't you heard you shouldn't interrupt someone mid-skill?" the black-clad man shouted at Wukong.
Seeing this usually cold and imposing black-clad Saiyan suddenly say that made Wukong dumbfounded.
"Hey, hey, hey — this is Douluo Dalu, you know. Memes from our world don't work here," Wukong joked.
Then he began charging another Sky Cannon. The white light illuminated the dark surroundings, flooding everything in pure brilliance.
He was a worthy opponent.
If Wukong truly wanted to kill him, he could've already done it. But could it really be that easy?
Anyone bold enough to absorb energy so openly had to have a trump card — or several.
Attacking recklessly now might just play right into his hand.
"Take another one!"
"Sky Cannon!"
Another massive white pillar of light shot from Wukong's palms — but this time, it wasn't aimed at the giant scythe. It was aimed at the red hexagram magic circle on the ground.
"Did you forget about me?"
"If you want to destroy my array, you'll have to get past this first." The black-clad man's five soul rings glowed one by one.
"Fifth Soul Skill — Shadow Clone!"
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the black-clad man activated his fifth ring. His figure instantly split apart.
Four identical black-clad figures appeared in front of Wukong.
"Whoa! That's a pretty neat fifth skill." Wukong didn't change his firing stance — he just smirked.
From the moment the Martial Soul appeared, Wukong could tell — the Shinigami Scythe's quality was a notch higher than his Ruyi Jingu Bang.
Because that thing could absorb power.
The Jingu Bang was pure offense — every soul skill was about smashing, cutting, or stabbing. A staff, after all, wasn't quite as lethal as a blade or sword.
It couldn't slice, couldn't cause deep wounds — though breaking bones was definitely its forte.
Smaller war hammers could hit harder than a staff anyway, which was why staffs were rarely used in real wars.
That's also why, when the Monkey King rampaged through Heaven, no other immortal used a staff like his.
"Forgot to tell you — I'm an Agility-Attack Type," the black-clad man said while still drawing energy, turning his head toward Wukong.
"Agility type?! Damn, I never would've guessed!"
"With that giant scythe, I thought you were Power-Attack Type! But if you really were, your skills would look a lot less flashy." Wukong increased the Sky Cannon's output.
"You're a great opponent. Because of the Saiyan blood in you, I can feel a sense of kinship… and the thrill of battle," the black-clad man smirked — a twisted, sinister smile beneath his mask.
"But for the sake of the plan I've prepared for so long, you'll have to rest in peace."
"Don't worry — since we're from the same world, I'll make your funeral top-tier. The entire Douluo Continent will be your grave."
The real body sitting on the ground absorbed energy even faster now.
Probably because his clones split some of the power earlier — and now, through the blood-red magic array, he was replenishing it.
"You four, stop him!"
"As soon as I finish absorbing this energy, he's the one who'll die!"
The black-clad man bellowed at his four clones in the air.
They seemed to understand, swinging their massive scythes down toward Wukong.
"What a worthless move."
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