I've got him! 

In Dark Hummingbird's eyes, Wu Zhangkong was still too green and inexperienced. Even with a suit of four-word battle armor, he couldn't make the advantage felt, and he was unable to withstand this ultra-aggressive assault.

If Wu Zhangkong wanted to block this attack, he would have to use his other arm as there definitely wasn't enough time to evade. Even if he could only injure one of Wu Zhangkong's arms, Dark Hummingbird would've completed his objective.

With one of Wu Zhangkong's arms disabled, he was confident that he would slowly grind him down and gain an even bigger advantage over time.

However, much to his surprise, Wu Zhangkong didn't use his arm to defend himself. Right as Dark Hummingbird was closing in on him, he saw a hint of mockery flash through Wu Zhangkong's eyes for an instant.

The two of them were in extremely close proximity, and Dark Hummingbird's stingers almost instantly reached Wu Zhangkong. However, all Wu Zhangkong did in response was close his eyes.

Regardless of how fast Dark Hummingbird's Gale Cannon was, it certainly wasn't faster than Wu Zhangkong closing his eyes!

As his eyes fell shut, a metal visor instantly descended from Wu Zhangkong's helmet to protect his face.

A crisp clang rang out, and Wu Zhangkong's head was immediately thrown back; even his entire body was falling backward from the impact of the strike. However, as he fell back, he used the momentum of his fall to slash his sword upward in a vicious strike.

"Clang!"

A vast expanse of purplish-black light erupted out of Dark Hummingbird's three-word battle armor, but even so, a massive gash was still sliced into it by the Skyfrost Sword. What was even more alarming to Dark Hummingbird was that a burst of extreme cold was surging into his body in a frenzy, and a layer of frost instantly appeared on the surface of his suit of three-word battle armor.

Why is he using such a dangerous fighting style? That was only a visor; if it failed to withstand my pincers, wouldn't he already be dead right now? 

Unbeknownst to him, this was a calculated risk that Wu Zhangkong had taken. During their first clash, even though Wu Zhangkong had been forced back, he had taken the opportunity to assess his opponent's offensive power in comparison with the tolerance of his own battle armor.

As the second attack arrived, Wu Zhangkong's wings had folded upward from the back to protect his helmet, which meant that as he was struck by the attack, he wasn't using his own spine to absorb the impact. Instead, his helmet, his pauldrons, his breastplate, and his wings had all quickly connected together to share the load.

He had chosen to do this as he wanted to end this battle as quickly as possible.

The survival of the human race hinged on this battle, and the more enemies he could kill, the greater the chances of securing victory. The other reason why he had chosen Dark Hummingbird as his opponent was that even though Evil Soul Masters were very powerful, they were unable to revive like abyssal creatures could. Thus, with each Evil Soul Master that was killed, substantial damage would be dealt to the Holy Spirit Cult, and that was why Wu Zhangkong was determined to defeat Dark Hummingbird as quickly as possible.

It seemed that he was doing something very reckless, but it was actually very much premeditated. It was true that he couldn't accelerate as explosively as Dark Hummingbird could, but that didn't mean that his speed was lacking.

Some of these techniques were ones that he had developed from sparring with Tang Wulin.

If one wanted to defeat an opponent in a short time, particularly an opponent that was equal or superior in power to oneself, then the best way to proceed would be to make it impossible for the opponent to unleash all of their power.

He had used his face, which seemed to be the most vulnerable region of his body, to withstand an unavoidable attack, and given that this was premeditated, it was a very good option.

In the end, Dark Hummingbird had underestimated Wu Zhangkong. The current Wu Zhangkong was no longer the young man who was at his mercy, and thus, Dark Hummingbird immediately fell into a dire situation.

Not only had a huge gash been torn into his battle armor by the Skyfrost Sword, Wu Zhangkong's Absolute Zero had also been injected into his body.

In the blink of an eye, Dark Hummingbird's blood was frozen in his veins. 

Wu Zhangkong's attack was enhanced by his suit of four-word battle armor, and Dark Hummingbird's three-word battle armor was only able to keep out part of the power of the attack. This brief period during which Dark Hummingbird was frozen and paralyzed was already enough for Wu Zhangkong.

From a third-person perspective, one would see that Wu Zhangkong's head had been thrown back by Dark Hummingbird's attack, but at the same time, Dark Hummingbird also fell prey to Wu Zhangkong's attack. Furthermore, a layer of ice appeared over the entire surface of his three-word battle armor, and he was temporarily completely immobilized.

Right as Wu Zhangkong's body was beginning to resemble an arch bridge, he flapped his wings vigorously, and he was instantly propelled toward Dark Hummingbird, who had been frozen into an ice statue at this point.

"Frostsong Icewheel!"

Wu Zhangkong's fifth soul skill conjured up a wheel of nine massive Skyfrost Swords, each of which struck Dark Hummingbird one after the other with vicious power. Not only that, but Wu Zhangkong was also unleashing his sixth soul skill, Condensing Frost!

Condensing Frost's effect was that it was able to lengthen the duration of Absolute Zero, and thus, Dark Hummingbird bore the full brunt of Frostsong Icewheel.

With each sword that struck Dark Hummingbird's body, Wu Zhangkong seemed to be venting a part of his fury and hatred. His hatred toward Dark Hummingbird and his remorse toward Long Bing, both of which had burdened his heart for so many years, were unleashed in this attack.

He sorely regretted not getting to know Long Bing better and finding out the truth earlier. If he had made the effort to find out everything about her, perhaps she wouldn't have died. At the very least, they wouldn't have left Shrek City so easily, and as long as they remained in Shrek City, there was no way that Dark Hummingbird would've dared to come after them.

Unfortunately, there was no way to go back in time. He hadn't broken his promise to Long Bing as he currently wasn't avenging her. Instead, he was striking against the Holy Spirit Cult for the sake of all of humanity!

With the emergence of the Blood River Godslayer Array, everyone immediately realized that the Holy Spirit Cult had to be completely destroyed. Otherwise, who knew how many more lives would be taken by them?

"Boom!"

Dark Hummingbird was slammed out of the sky and crashed heavily onto the ground, having been struck head-on by every single one of those nine giant swords. Wu Zhangkong's risky battle plan had allowed him to severely wound his opponent in the shortest time possible.

He descended from the heavens, and his Skyfrost Sword had already transformed into a giant sword as he thrust it directly toward Dark Hummingbird with unstoppable might.

"Clang!"

Massive cracks appeared in the earth, at the center of the cracks, Dark Hummingbird was only just barely keeping Wu Zhangkong's Skyfrost Sword at bay with his pair of pincers.

He had only just recovered from the effects of Absolute Zero, and he had even been forced to detonate his own suit of three-word battle armor to accomplish this.