The divine weapons in the Divine Armament Pavilion all possess memory inheritance. When holders touch or use them, transmission occurs, and they also have binding effects.
After Demon King Zilin put on Hell’s Fury, he immediately acquired the method of use.
The method was very simple—just infuse power into the fists and unleash it through the gauntlets.
Therefore.
After Demon King Zilin accepted the memories, facing the descending axe light, he not only didn’t dodge but instead gathered power in both fists and launched a wild bombardment!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Wild winds howled and space tore apart.
“My heavens!”
City Lord Mu and the others immediately widened their eyes!
They could personally feel that the power Demon King Zilin unleashed with his punches was clearly more explosive than before!
Could it be because of the pink gauntlets? Were they high-level treasures?
“Bang! Bang!”
Explosive sounds continued to transmit. The flowing light gathered by the battle axe was all shattered by the fist imprints, and that area of space was also torn apart by the energy waves.
“Whoosh—”
Cold wind blew, tousling Hall Master Zi’s full head of purple hair. The face revealed was filled with pride.
He had initially resisted these pink gauntlets, but after putting them on and unleashing punches, feeling his power greatly enhanced, he was wildly delighted.
Awesome!
Comfortable!
“Swish!”
Just then, the Battlefield Phantom wielded its battle axe and chopped down, once again condensing powerful flowing light.
“Boom!”
Demon King Zilin raised his fist to meet it. With the gauntlets’ enhancement, his demonic energy gathered into a massive fist imprint that directly shattered the light tearing through space!
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Exploding forward, he instantly closed in on the Battlefield Phantom. Pink fist imprints instantly filled the air.
“Boom boom boom—”
Dense fist imprints, like cannonballs, bombarded the crimson armor, forcing the opponent to continuously retreat. Finally, with a bang, it crashed into the distant ground, the chest plate dented.
“Not bad, not bad!” Sect Master Jun smiled.
Previously, his fists could hardly shake the Battlefield Phantom’s armor, but after putting on the specialized divine weapon, he could dent it. Clearly, the power increase was far from insignificant!
Ten thousand contribution points well spent!
“Swish!”
Demon King Zilin exploded forward, stopping above the target, and without explanation, swung both fists down.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Pink fist imprints resembling love itself formed a torrential downpour, fiercely bombarding the Battlefield Phantom.
“Boom boom boom boom boom!”
“Crack crack crack—”
Dust flew and the ground cracked!
“This…” City Lord Han and the others were shocked speechless.
“Boom!”
After the last fist imprint hammered down, the ground finally stopped trembling. As the dust gradually dispersed, the Battlefield Phantom was embedded in a deep crater, with the surrounding ground cracked and extending outward for hundreds of zhang!
This was still the Planar Battlefield’s ground being solid enough. If this were on the Xingyun Continent, such a frenzied outburst would have affected an even wider range.
“Is it over?”
“That guy’s gauntlets must be Divine-grade level!”
Seeing the Battlefield Phantom lying motionless in the deep crater, City Lord Han and the others were all terrified.
It had clearly been at a disadvantage just moments ago, but after putting on the gauntlets, it had instead brutally thrashed its opponent. This could only make them guess that the equipment was extremely high level.
“Crack crack crack.”
Just then, the Battlefield Phantom lying in the crater shook slightly, then whooshed up, hovering ten zhang from Demon King Zilin.
Although the crimson armor it wore had many dented fist imprints, judging from the light flashing in its eyes, it seemed completely fine.
Demon King Zilin’s eyes widened.
After he’d thrown so many consecutive punches, the opponent could still move—this rather hurt his self-esteem!
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Suddenly, the Battlefield Phantom raised its head. Red lines emerged on the skin not covered by armor, and its whole body was instantly enveloped in crimson light, as if it had transformed into a fire person.
“Swish!”
It vanished into thin air.
“Not good!”
Demon King Zilin’s expression changed dramatically. He hurriedly turned around and raised both arms in front of him.
“Boom—”
That Battlefield Phantom enveloped in crimson light had somehow circled behind him and swung its right arm down.
“Whoosh!”
This punch’s power was clearly stronger than before. After Demon King Zilin withstood it, his face immediately twisted, and his body shot down like a cannonball.
The Battlefield Phantom disappeared again, appearing ahead at the landing point, fist raised to strike.
“Bang—”
Demon King Zilin, his body out of balance, couldn’t dodge at all. He was directly pummeled in the chest, then whooshed upward into the sky.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The Battlefield Phantom frequently disappeared and frequently appeared on necessary routes. Hall Master Zi immediately became like a ball, flying up and down.
“Rumble!”
After being pummeled over a dozen times, he used the gauntlets to block the strikes and staggered out of the attack range.
“Wah!”
Demon King Zilin spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Hall Master Zi!” Elder Ding and the others cried out in alarm.
“Damn it!”
Demon King Zilin raised his arm, wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, his gaze flashing with anger.
“Clap!”
Suddenly, he brought both fists together. The two heart patterns connected, immediately flashing with extremely dazzling pink light.
“Ultimate technique?” Jun Changxiao said.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Demon King Zilin’s entire body was enveloped in pink light. Then he stepped forward, separated his fists, and struck left and right into the void, shouting loudly, “Fists of Love’s Fury!”
Black lines rose on Jun Changxiao’s forehead.
Such a chuunibyou name, and he could actually say it out loud!
The System said speechlessly, “Someone who shouts ‘sweetheart’ and makes heart gestures has no right to mock others.”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
As Demon King Zilin activated Hell’s Fury’s ultimate technique, the moment he swung his fists, the gauntlets flew off his hands to the left and right, rapidly expanding in the process, finally transforming into two pink gauntlets as massive as boulders!
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The two massive gauntlets curved around from left and right, sandwiching the Battlefield Phantom in the middle.
“Clap!”
Demon King Zilin brought his hands together.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The two giant gauntlets drew toward each other, bombarding the Battlefield Phantom at earth-shaking speed, finally colliding with a thunderous crash.
“Crack crack crack!”
The instant the gauntlets made contact, violent energy spread out in ripple form!
Not only did the space in that area shatter, it fragmented into pieces, like a mirror smashed to smithereens!
“Thud!”
After executing the ultimate technique, Demon King Zilin plopped down on the ground, his face flushed as he gasped for breath, as if his body had been completely drained.
“If this doesn’t kill it, I’m out of options!”
As he spoke, the two massive gauntlets pressed together rapidly miniaturized, then flew to his side.
The Battlefield Phantom still stood in midair, but cracks began appearing on the crimson armor, which then extensively fractured and fell off.
The solid defense had been broken through, but its eyes still flashed with light—clearly it still had combat capability!
“Sect Master…”
Demon King Zilin lay on the ground, collapsing emotionally. “I’ve done my best!”
Executing the ultimate technique while exhausted to the point of collapse had only managed to break the Heaven-rank Battlefield Phantom’s armor. This was absolutely the most humiliating battle since descending from the Upper Realm.
“Whoosh—”
Jun Changxiao flew out from the stronghold, landing in front of Demon King Zilin. “Leave the rest to this seat.”
Leave it to him?
Demon King Zilin was stunned.
Undeniably, this guy was fairly strong.
But facing a Heaven-rank Battlefield Phantom he himself was helpless against—wasn’t that a bit too much of a stretch?
Unless.
He planned to use that divine weapon with engraved text?
Recalling how Jun Changxiao had previously wielded the Hard-to-Retrieve Blade to slaughter extensively on the battlefield, Demon King Zilin thought privately, “That does have the possibility of defeating the Heaven-rank.”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao casually waved his hand, strapping the modified vacuum cleaner to his back, holding the flat nozzle in his right hand, declaring proudly, “To deal with unclean things, one should use this contraption!”
“Ding! Enhanced mode activated!”
“Ding! Sect Contribution Value: 27650/70000.”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao flew forward charging.
The Battlefield Phantom’s gaze immediately turned cold, unleashing a crimson fist imprint.
Judging from the power, it clearly wasn’t as explosive as when it had fought Demon King Zilin earlier, but it still couldn’t be underestimated. City Lord Han and the others might not dare to take it head-on!
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao raised the flat nozzle, and the descending crimson power was instantly sucked in.
“Holy crap!”
“That works?”
Demon King Zilin’s eyes immediately widened.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao held the vacuum cleaner and flew forward at extreme speed, directly raising the flat nozzle and ruthlessly jamming it against the Battlefield Phantom’s forehead.
“Whoosh—”
Powerful suction erupted, and crimson energy was sucked into the dust collector along the scalp!
In just a moment, the Battlefield Phantom’s eyes changed from brilliantly shining to gradually dim. Finally, even its entire body was sucked in.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao landed lightly on the ground, holding the flat nozzle, declaring proudly, “Battle over.”
“Wow!”
Looking at that extremely pretentious back view, Demon King Zilin couldn’t suppress his injuries and spat out blood, roaring inwardly, “If you had a weapon that counters Battlefield Phantoms, why didn’t you use it earlier?! You made this king lose all face!”