Milo revealed his scarlet fingernails, pointing them towards the Heavenly Star. Behind him, the constellation Scorpio appeared, its fifteen star points shimmering with brilliant light.

"Scorpio, you want to have a needle contest with me? Fine, as you wish!"

Faced with Milo's provocation, Tian Qiaoxing was naturally not intimidated. He also raised his finger, but unlike Milo's poison needle which was on his index finger, his divine needle was on his middle finger.

"Divine Needle - Mountain-Shattering Strike!"

With a flick of Tianqiaoxing's finger, a golden light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, pierced through space, transforming into a pillar supporting the sky, and crashing down on Milo like a collapsing divine mountain.

With a single finger, overwhelming power swept across the heavens and earth!

Faced with this ferocious attack, Milo was not only stunned, but also wondered what kind of needle Tian Qiaoxing was using.

It's basically a gigantic, towering rod, isn't it?

Even wearing the Gold Cloth, Milo's power had only just reached the Seventh Sense. He was no match for such a powerful club and could only choose to dodge its attack.

"Boom~"

Although Milo barely dodged the blow, the Baoxiang City Tower behind him was hit, and in an instant, the entire tower, along with the Buddhist warriors guarding the city, exploded into pieces.

"Scorpio, you can't escape! Divine Needle - Sea-Stabilizing Strike!"

Without even glancing at the shattered city walls, Tianqiaoxing Hanuman chased straight after Milo, raising his middle finger high once more, and his colossal club reappeared, this time even thicker than before, carrying the immense power of the ocean tide as it pressed down on Milo.

The powerful force spread, and the entire earth churned up like water being stirred.

Under the influence of this immense force, Milo's slender figure was like a small boat, which could be capsized at any moment by the surging force.

With nowhere to hide, Milo had no choice but to confront Tian Qiaoxing head-on.

However, compared to the opponent's giant club, his poison needles were too small. After only a dozen or so exchanges, he was struck by Tian Qiaoxing's club, coughing up blood and flying backward like a meteor.

The helmet fell off.

With disheveled hair.

Covered in blood.

When Milo struggled to his feet, he no longer had the strength to resist.

His opponent, Hanuman, the Heavenly Star, was still full of energy and vigor. Apart from a few tiny, invisible needle marks on his cloak, he was completely unharmed.

In this battle between the divine weapon and the poison needle, Milo seemed to have been completely defeated by Tian Qiaoxing. When the latter flew arrogantly in front of Milo, his face was full of the contempt and mockery of a victor.

"Scorpio, your prized poison needles have disappointed me greatly! They're neither big enough nor hard enough. What use are needles like that?"

"Tianqiaoxing, you're wrong..."

Facing the victorious Tian Qiaoxing, Milo raised his head with difficulty and slowly said:

"The value of a needle lies not in its size or hardness, but in the sensation felt by the recipient after it pierces the skin!"

Milo's face was full of piety, resembling that of a seeker of truth.

This made Tian Qiaoxing very unhappy.

"Scorpio, are you lecturing me?"

"No, I am merely stating a truth."

"Truth? Truth is only in the hands of the victors. You, Scorpio, can only leave some insignificant needle marks on me even if you try your best. What right do you have to spout nonsense in front of me?"

"Insignificant needle marks? Yes, they are indeed insignificant needle marks, but not just some, but a full 14!"

Milo laughed, his whole body trembling with laughter. He pointed at Tian Qiaoxing and said:

"Heavenly Star of Skill! Have you forgotten the truth I just explained? The value of a needle lies not in its size or hardness, but in the sensation felt by the recipient after it pierces the body!"

"What 14 stitches? What bullshit feeling! I... um..."

Just as Tian Qiaoxing was feeling completely bewildered, he suddenly felt waves of intense, burning pain throughout his body, followed by a sensation that his blood seemed to be rushing uncontrollably out of his body.

"Puff puff~"

In an instant, Tian Qiaoxing seemed to burst with energy.

Streams of blood gushed out from the 14 tiny needle marks on his body.

Massive blood loss.

Add to that the excruciating pain.

This caused Tian Qiaoxing to let out a painful roar, his combat power instantly reduced to seventy or eighty percent, making him even more disheveled than Milo at this moment.

"Tianqiaoxing, this is the feeling I was talking about after the needle was inserted! Now that we're in about the same condition, let's end this duel with this last needle!"

……

Chapter 133 Spreading Wings! Twins vs. Heavenly Heroes (Part 1)

The battles among the fighters in Baoxiang City are becoming increasingly fierce.

But Jia Long had no time to spare.

Because he was facing the most powerful enemy, Aiacos, one of the three judges of the underworld!

In the underworld, he was praised by Hades, the god of the underworld, as the king of the sky.

In the East, his legends are even more numerous. He served as the mount of the three great gods of the Buddhist realm, as a protector of the Buddha, and as the leader of the demon race. He has appeared in countless ancient books and poems.

Even Jia Long dared not be complacent in the face of such an opponent.

Of course, there's no question of fear.

Since his transmigration, Jia Long has seen too many powerful figures, and Aiacos is just one of them.

However, he was the most confident one he had ever met.

Before the two even exchanged blows, Aiacos already displayed an air of absolute confidence.

"Gemini, from the moment I broke through the chakra barrier, Indra was destined to be unsealed. The situation in the Buddhist realm is settled, and all resistance is futile. No one can stop the revival of the underworld, and no one can stop me from taking you back!"

"Take me back?"

“That’s right, don’t be surprised. You have no chance against me, Aiacos. In a few seconds, you will be crawling at my feet…”

"Oh?"

Just as Jia Long's eyes flashed, Aiacos moved. His speed was even faster than Jia Long's gaze. Before Jia Long could make a move, a violent hurricane had already risen beneath his feet.

"Garuda Flap!"

As Aiacos raised his hands high, Jia Long felt as if he had grown wings, and his body uncontrollably transformed into a streak of light, swept up into the sky by the hurricane.

The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!

At this moment, Jia Long felt as if he had transformed into a roc, flapping his wings and soaring straight into the sky. However, he was forced to do so by the flapping of Garuda's wings by Aiacos.

In fact, Jia Long had been preparing for this move, but he still underestimated the opponent's explosive power.

Fortunately, Jia Long was not without a solution.

Garuda flaps its wings, the principle of which is to attach a powerful lift force to the opponent, and then, when it rises to the highest point, it transforms it into a descent force, carrying a powerful inertia to smash into the ground.

The only flaw in this process is the moment when the power attached to Aiacos changes from rising to falling.

This wasn't just Jia Long's wild guess; it came from memories of his past life.

In the previous manga, Ikki also faced Aiacos's Garuda flapping wings, and his solution was to transform into a phoenix and fly away when he reached the highest point.

Yihui's solution provided Jialong with some ideas.

But Jia Long is not Yi Hui.

He wasn't planning to take the opportunity to fly away; instead, he was preparing to deal a severe blow to Aiacos!

on the ground.

As Jia Long's figure disappeared.

Aiacos slowly withdrew his arm, stretched out his foot and drew a circle on the ground, as if he were marking out a grave for Jaron.

"Gemini! In three seconds, this will be your grave!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

Aiacos was extremely confident in the flapping of his Garuda wings, and even calculated the exact time of Jalong's fall.

Just as his countdown ended, with a whoosh, Jia Long's figure indeed fell from the sky.

However, to Aiacos's surprise...

It wasn't just Jia Long's body that fell from the sky, but also numerous energy celestial bodies, falling like a meteor shower along with him.

"Aiacos, listen to the lament of the shattered stars!"

"?!"

boom!

Rumble~

A shower of stars descended from the sky, like the most violent natural disaster. With a series of violent explosions, a raging power surged and raged, and mushroom clouds rose from the ground.

Ripples spread out in all directions, and the entire space collapsed as the stars bombarded it.

Even Aiacos, located at the center of the ground, could not escape the indiscriminate bombardment. Despite his figure dodging like a streak of light, he was still blasted until his body was charred and in a sorry state.

The mighty Golden-Winged Roc, the king of the Garuda, has been reduced to a roasted chicken in a hanging oven!

"what!"

Aiacos cried out to the sky, roaring in fury.

In reality, his body was not seriously injured at this moment, but his proud self-esteem was riddled with holes by Jia Long's Galaxy Starburst.

His proud Garuda flapping wings were actually countered as soon as he made a move.

And they even got scammed in return?

How can this be?

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