BTTH: The Legend Of Xiu Emperor

"Move one."

Just as Hun Dou Luo was shocked, Hun Xiu looked up at her, standing mid-air, and said calmly.

"…"

Hearing his words, Hun Dou Luo was momentarily stunned before regaining her composure.

"Alright, Hun Xiu, you're impressive," she said, giving him a thumbs-up with a hint of sarcasm.

Floating in the void, she looked down at him and said helplessly, "To be honest, Hun Xiu, you're incredibly powerful. I admit that I can't defeat you."

"You offered me three moves, but I know full well that I can't win, even with those. The outcome is inevitable—I'll lose."

"But..."

Her tone shifted, becoming firm as an astonishing aura erupted from her body.

"I still won't give up. I, Hun Dou Luo, have my pride. Admitting defeat is not an option for me."

"Even if I lose after three moves, I'll make sure to lose with dignity."

"Now, prepare yourself for my second move!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hun Dou Luo gave him no chance to respond. She extended a slender finger, and the energy within her began to surge. The forces of heaven and earth trembled, reacting to her actions.

"Extreme Wind Finger!"

With that, Hun Dou Luo pressed her finger downward. In the void, an enormous, invisible finger emerged, tearing through space with overwhelming force. It dominated the sky, casting a massive shadow, while ferocious winds roared violently around it.

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The spectators in the square inhaled sharply, shocked by the scene unfolding before them.

"This… Hun Dou Luo is capable of executing the Extreme Wind Finger at the Dou Wang level? That's insane! This technique is a high-level Earth-grade skill! Just one strike can devastate gods and ghosts alike. Its power rivals that of Heaven-grade skills!"

"Exactly! I once wanted to learn the Extreme Wind Finger, but I couldn't even grasp the basics. Some people are just born to be chosen by the heavens, while the rest of us are mere mortals."

"Do you think Hun Xiu will make a move? The Extreme Wind Finger is nothing like her previous Eight Extremes Gale. Its power is terrifying!"

"Will he act? Didn't he say earlier that if he made a move, he'd consider it a loss in this competition? He probably won't do anything."

"But if he doesn't, can he withstand the Extreme Wind Finger?"

"Who knows?"

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Gu Yuan nodded slightly. "Hun Dou Luo is remarkable. To perform an Earth-grade fighting skill like this as an Eight-Star Dou Wang is extraordinary. Even though the power is slightly lacking, it remains a high-level Earth-grade technique."

"However," he added, "after using this move, her fighting energy will likely be nearly exhausted. If she attempts another technique of this magnitude for her third move, the cost could be significant."

(Fighting Energy/Dou Qi)

"Indeed," Hun Tian Di agreed, nodding. "She's one of the best among the younger generation. If she hadn't encountered Xiu'er in the first round, she could have gone far in the competition."

He sighed, his voice tinged with pity. "It's unfortunate. Facing Xiu'er in the first match means she's destined to lose."

The other elders from the Soul Clan nodded in agreement, sharing the same sentiment.

However, Gu Xun'er remained silent, her bright eyes fixated on the white-robed figure holding a sword in the ring. Her attention was entirely absorbed by him.

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The enormous shadow of the finger fell from the sky with oppressive force. The sheer pressure from it seemed to envelop Hun Xiu, making him appear small and insignificant, like an ant.

Hun Xiu's white robes fluttered wildly in the wind, and his black hair became disheveled. The oppressive force was so intense it felt as if his clothes would be shredded.

His eyes narrowed as he muttered to himself, "The power of this high-level Earth-grade technique is indeed comparable to a Heaven-grade one."

Through the howling wind, Hun Xiu noticed that Hun Dou Luo's face was pale. It was evident that the technique had drained a significant amount of her energy. High-level techniques demanded immense reserves of fighting spirit.

The shadowed finger continued its descent, and the pressure on Hun Xiu intensified. His legs trembled slightly under the strain, as if ready to give way.

Yet, instead of faltering, Hun Xiu murmured, "Let's see the true strength of this technique. Let's see just how powerful it really is!"

Hun Dou Luo, observing from above, raised an eyebrow when she saw Hun Xiu seemingly bracing himself to withstand the attack. "Is he really going to endure this head-on?" she asked herself, her tone incredulous.

"He's insane," she muttered.

The spectators below were equally stunned.

"Hun Xiu is seriously going to take the hit without countering? What a lunatic!"

"Hun Feng must be thrilled. If Hun Xiu dies under this attack, he'll lose his place in the competition. Hun Feng could claim victory."

Indeed, Hun Feng was watching closely, a sinister grin on his face. "Hun Xiu, if you die here, the first place in this competition is mine. Not only that, but all your glory will belong to me… including your fiancée."

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On the high platform, Hun Tu, one of the Four Demon Saints, expressed concern. "Does Hun Xiu really intend to take the Extreme Wind Finger head-on?"

The Soul Clan warriors turned to Hun Tian Di, waiting for his judgment.

Hun Tian Di's expression was cold as he remarked, "With me here, what's the problem? If I lose a son, it's nothing I can't solve in a single night with one woman. If one's not enough, then two will do."

The Soul Clan elders: "…"