I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains crumbled to dust behind them, and Xu Xiaoshou, transformed into the Berserk Giant, didn’t even think about challenging the Glow of Sharpness; he only feared not being able to avoid it in time.

“Teleport!”

The Space Dao Disc spun open.

Xu Xiaoshou teleported himself thousands of miles away.

In the next second, he realized his decision was wrong.

Under the Dragon Painting Halberd, now gargantuan and imbued with the Raging Giant’s God of War’s power, even the rules of the Great Path crumbled.

How could mere spatial fragments possibly escape this calamity?

In a silent collapse, both spatial and temporal fragments were wiped out by the force of a single halberd strike.

With the rules of spacetime gone wrong, Xu Xiaoshou’s escape, which he had originally thought perfect, became as illusive as Flowers in the Mirror or the Moon’s Reflection on Water.

When he came to his senses, he found he had teleported less than a few miles forward before being forced out of the fragment stream.

At such a short distance, there was no use against the Thousand Feet Giant’s leaping strike!

“Sizzle—”

At that moment, electric currents surged through Xu Xiaoshou’s mind, and a wild animal desire arose from the Berserk Giant.

So, you can grow larger?

My Ultimate Giant would be even larger than you!

However, such thoughts were forcibly suppressed by Xu Xiaoshou at the sight of the earth-shattering Spear Blade of the Dragon Painting Spear.

“Should I give it a shot?”

The Berserk Giant did not enlarge, but rather, like a turtle, humbly hugged himself at the arrival of the great halberd.

“Human Realm Dao!”

“Heavenly Ancestor’s Power!”

“Dragon Ancestor’s Power!”

“Life Dao Disc!”

“…”

“Feast!”

“Exploding Posture!”

“Close-bounds Force Field!”

“Acalanātha!”

“…”

Every power that could be used for defense was thrown out by Xu Xiaoshou in a moment of near death.

And yet, he seemed too late to set up his Fourth Sword or Flame Python, unwilling to perform even one defensive sword technique.

Facing danger, the Berserk Giant chose to combat it naked!

As the Glow of Sharpness passed by, the Dragon Painting Spear unfurled its Power Upanishad Formation and unleashed sword light force…

Oh, so brilliant!

But…

“Has he gone mad?”

Bai Zhou, retreating from afar, turned pale.

Strong as those defensive spiritual techniques were against others’ attacks, how could they possibly withstand War Saint Taizai Ci under the God of War Form? Ɽаɴꝋ฿ĘŜ

“Doesn’t Xu Xiaoshou have that Ultimate Giant? Why isn’t he using it?”

Bai Zhou suddenly had a moment of enlightenment and exclaimed in horror:

“Could it be that the Moment of Enlightenment has drained him, and he is actually weak on the inside? Was his earlier unbeatable facade all an act?”

With this outburst, both Elder Sang and Water Ghost changed their expressions.

Could it be!

It was indeed possible!

“That Xu Xiaoshou… isn’t he…”

…

“Xu Xiaoshou is doomed!”

Compared to the momentary panic of the Saint Servant’s side.

The Twelve Holy Lords, who had already retreated to various places and were watching the battle with their saint’s will, were all delighted.

“He’s definitely dead, I told you!”

“Daring to attack War Saint Taizai’s lady, upon his wrath, heaven and earth would change color. How could he dare?”

“Is God of War’s power a joke to you? It’s a power of the ancestral source that grows stronger and more valiant with battle, born for war!”

“Die!!!”

…

Boom!

The halberd was as heavy as a mountain, the dragon’s roar insane.

Before even touching the tip of the Dragon Painting Spear, the Berserk Giant felt a sharp pain in his arms that were blocking in front.

“Bang!”

Feast could no longer swallow the excess ancestral source power and burst for the first time.

“Bang!”

The Close-bounds Force Field with its myriad Sharpness blades was sliced open by the electric-like surging God of War’s power, as futile as an ant trying to shake a tree.

“Bang bang bang…”

The Exploding Posture was blasted to pieces.

The Life Upanishad was chopped to darkness.

As the heavy Dragon Painting Spear broke through all barriers and finally fell upon the Berserk Giant transformed into Acalanātha, Xu Xiaoshou felt his head was about to split open.

“Crack—”

Acalanātha withstood only for a moment before exploding, and Xu Xiaoshou was blasted deep into the earth, his body bursting with blood.

But War Saint Taizai Ci, with red eyes of madness, was able to forcefully receive the backlash of that strike.

He only staggered slightly, and his thousand-foot stature, inheriting the force, relentlessly brought down the halberd upon the Berserk Giant below, carrying intense hatred and vengeance.

“For me, die!!!”

Bang—

A thunderclap on level ground.

The Dragon Painting Spear split the earth, black lightning severing the golden light.

The arms of the Berserk Giant shattered at the sound, his body cracked open with fissures, and after a brief standoff with the great halberd…

“Bang bang bang…”

He exploded into pieces.

And was swept away by the Dragon Painting Spear, cut into dust, gone without a trace.

“Shah…”

The dust settled.

The world finally returned to deathly silence.

The great halberd withdrew and slanted behind, War Saint Taizai Ci let out a long howl, his voice echoing in all four corners of the world, exuberant and dripping with satisfaction,

“I am the Northern Region War Saint Taizai Ci, what boldness possesses a mere mortal to defy their superior!”

…

“Good!!!”

Having witnessed this scene, the Twelve Saints felt their blood rushing to their heads, eyes red and bulging, unable to resist smashing their fists into the air several times, utterly exhilarated.

“Lord Shou? A mere waste!”

“With War Saint Taizai in the lead, who dares to be so presumptuous?”

“The Northern Region War Saint, that is the Northern Region War Saint! How could you dare, Xu Xiaoshou, how could you?!”

“No matter what you try, no matter how you maneuver, a single strike from me will sever you. What can you do? You only have one path to death!”

“I just knew it, I just knew it… Hahaha, that kid couldn’t even take a single blow from War Saint Taizai Ci, how dare he provoke and agitate him, that’s the God of War! Other than smearing his face with blood, he couldn’t do anything; he’s truly a waste!”

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