Chapter 290 Battle Against the Six Gods of Shrek.
Facing Tang San's furious sword strike, Wang Xiaofei instantly transformed into a hundred-foot-tall phantom, a giant golden hand meeting the attack. The blood-red sword and the golden arm collided, instantly dissipating into nothingness.
Tang San was now a God King, having reached level 150, but on Douluo Star, he was only suppressed to the peak of level 149.
Facing Tang San's enraged attack, Wang Xiaofei easily neutralized it with a mere extension of his arm, his strength far exceeding Tang San's expectations.
Tang San addressed the other five, "For the peace of the God Realm, let us join forces to slay the evil god who is wreaking havoc on the God Realm."
The other five seemed to understand the gravity of the situation and also joined the attack.
Each person unleashed their unique abilities. Xiao Wu transformed into a giant, incredibly fast, soft-boned rabbit.
Dai Mubai transformed into a gigantic white tiger, a hundred meters long, exuding domineering power. Zhu Zhuqing simultaneously transformed into a giant, ghostly spirit cat, seemingly echoing Dai Mubai's description of the white tiger.
Ning Rongrong summoned a gigantic Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, its entire body reaching a hundred meters in height. Beams of various colors flew towards the others, clearly a divine-level support ability.
Oscar, on the other hand, produced all sorts of strangely shaped sausages, which he tossed to the others, also for support purposes.
However, Wang Xiaofei showed no fear upon seeing these people. A colossal hand, as fast as lightning and seemingly an embodiment of rules, was indestructible.
Wang Xiaofei's giant palm slammed directly towards them. Dai Mubai, transformed into a white tiger, let out a roar, and a gigantic tiger paw clashed with Wang Xiaofei's golden hand.
But the instant the white tiger and the tiger collided, the tiger was sent flying tens of thousands of meters away, as easily as swatting a small white cat.
Zhu Zhuqing, like a phantom, attacked Wang Xiaofei, while Xiao Wu, equally swift, followed suit. Tang San, in mid-air, wielded a massive, blood-red sword, seemingly intent on cleaving the heavens and earth.
Wang Xiaofei merely sneered at the trio's combined assault. His figure flashed, disappearing from Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu's attack range. His golden hand expanded countless times, directly striking Tang San's devastating sword strike.
This time, Wang Xiaofei's right hand gripped the sword, forcefully swinging it back several thousand meters.
Then, his figure flashed again, his golden hand closing into a sword-like gesture. Two fiery red beams of light emanated from his fingers, swift as sword energy, directly forcing back the rapidly attacking Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
In a mere instant, Wang Xiaofei had engaged all four, simultaneously forcing them back.
The six who arrived were extremely shocked. They hadn't expected Wang Xiaofei's strength to have grown to such an extent in just ten thousand years. It was far beyond the power of an ordinary god; in fact, it could be said that he was infinitely close to a God-King.
Wang Xiaofei looked at the six opposite him and couldn't help but shake his head: "If this is all the strength you six have, then it's too boring."
Tang Shan looked at Wang Xiaofei with a somewhat solemn expression and shouted angrily: "You're just a frog in a well, confined to the small Douluo Star. You've never seen the true strength of the gods of the God Realm."
"Brothers, let's not hold back anymore! Let's eliminate him with all our might!"
After saying this, Tang San's spirit rings flashed, revealing fifteen spirit rings: nine red, four gold, and the last one, perhaps due to suppression by the Heavenly Dao, only showed a gray color.
Everyone else summoned their spirit rings as well. Dai Mubai had thirteen spirit rings, Zhu Zhuqing had eleven, and the other three had ten each, with all of them being golden spirit rings after the ninth. Zhu Zhuqing truly lived up to her reputation as the most hardworking of the six; even in the God Realm, her strength surpassed the other three.
Clearly, their strengths were quite distinct; only Dai Mubai had reached the level of a first-level god, while the others were merely ordinary gods.
Wang Xiaofei couldn't help but sneer, "If this is all the strength you have, then stay on Douluo Star!"
He directly swung his golden giant hand to meet the attacks of the six, or rather, four. After all, for Wang Xiaofei at this moment, Ning Rongrong and Oscar, the two support characters, were essentially powerless. He wanted to see how effective their support was, rather than attacking them first.
The entire sky suddenly became a spectacle of activity. Five figures seemed to flash rapidly, with Wang Xiaofei fighting four against one and still maintaining a firm advantage.
In terms of speed, he was far faster than Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu; in terms of strength, even Dai Mubai and Tang San combined would struggle to match him; and in terms of destructive power, he far surpassed Tang San's newly forged Asura Divine Sword.
Especially since Wang Xiaofei frequently unleashed sword beams, only Tang San could barely keep up. The others, if they didn't dodge in time, would suffer serious injuries.
Fortunately, Ning Rongrong and Oscar provided constant support from behind, especially Oscar's healing sausages after reaching godhood, which continuously repaired their wounds.
Tang San seemed to sense something was amiss, but couldn't pinpoint what it was. Perhaps it was because he hadn't participated in combat for ten thousand years since entering the God Realm, causing his reactions to be relatively slow.
After more than an hour of fierce fighting, all three except Tang San had various wounds, but none were fatal. Clearly, Wang Xiaofei was deliberately holding back; if they were all killed, things wouldn't be good.
At this moment, Tang San seemed to have noticed something and quickly said to the others, "Everyone back! Something's wrong with Wang Xiaofei."
The other three returned to Tang San's side, looking at Wang Xiaofei with extreme apprehension.
Dai Mubai hurriedly asked, "Xiao San, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Tang San just looked at Wang Xiaofei with a grim expression: "Wang Xiaofei, what exactly are you trying to do? You haven't been using your full strength from beginning to end."
Wang Xiaofei looked at Tang San and the others and couldn't help but smile: "What does it matter whether I use my full strength or not? I haven't fought in so many years. Just let me have my fun, and you just need to know that today is your doom."
The other five looked at Tang San with puzzled expressions. Tang San then spoke, "We've been fighting Wang Xiaofei for over an hour, and his divine power hasn't decreased at all, nor has he suffered any damage. He hasn't been using his full strength from beginning to end, and it seems he can replenish his divine power on Douluo Star."
"The six of us have all been suppressed; we're probably no match for Wang Xiaofei on Douluo Star."
"Furthermore, Wang Xiaofei hasn't attacked Rongrong and Xiao Ao at all, simply letting you two assist him. This is completely unlike Wang Xiaofei's fighting style."
Hearing this, the other five's expressions instantly changed. It seemed Wang Xiaofei had just been playing around from start to finish.
(End of Chapter)