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The veins on Dio's forehead suddenly bulged.

This guy…

That damned, infuriatingly gentle tone! That alms-like offer!

The huge sense of frustration was like a cold tide, instantly drowning Dio.

There was a time when his full-strength attack could at least make Clark grimace and cry out in pain, but now...

This feeling of weakness was the ultimate insult to his pride!

It’s like a student who worked hard for a whole summer to finish his summer homework, but was told by the teacher that there would be no inspection this time!

It seems so ridiculous!

boom!

He punched down with all his strength once again, but the force was like a drop in the ocean in front of Clark's body.

There was even a huge recoil force transmitted back through the stand, making his wrist numb.

"Dio, I'm tired."

Clark with a casual elbow.

"boom!"

The biological force field poured directly into the chest of the world with enormous force.

"?!"

"The World!"

"hateful."

"This guy's getting stronger!" Dio cursed inwardly as he covered his chest and climbed up from the ground in a messy manner after starting the time stop.

"Om-!"

Time resumes its flow.

"Ok?"

Looking at his brother who was posing there as if nothing had happened, Clark scratched his head, "Dio, did I miss the world just now?"

He clearly felt that he had hit it.

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"asshole!"

Dio suddenly recalled his Stand with suppressed irritation.

The tall and mighty golden figure disappeared like a phantom, and then instantly regrouped behind him.

Why exactly?

There was a flicker of unwillingness in the scarlet pupils.

Obviously, Clark would be beaten so hard that he would cover his butt and cry out in pain at the hands of his father 'Star Platinum'!

And myself.

His eyes subconsciously swept across the "world"——

Arms with strong lines, as perfect as classical sculptures, a chest as solid as a fortress...

The sense of power and oppression is in no way inferior to Star Platinum!

There is no problem with the quality of the stand-in itself!

Is it...

Is it really because I am too young and my mental strength is not strong enough?

Damn it.

The thought made Dio's teeth chatter.

Is it possible that today...

I can only accept the reality with humiliation and help that troublesome little thing wash...

Ok? !

Dio's pupils shrank, and his gaze, as if drawn by an invisible magnet, fixed on the back of the Stand's right shoulder—

A tiny green stone is set into it.

It seems to have been left behind by the meteorite incident two years ago. Come to think of it, I have never researched what uses this thing has besides being a tattoo.

But in the extreme frustration at this moment

An almost absurd thought flashed through Dio's mind like lightning in the darkness!

Clark.

Are you afraid of green stones?

Is it possible that my green stone is

if…

Dio's heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably, and the devil told him a dangerous and tempting idea.

No. That is my own supreme wisdom!

It was my own wisdom that was guiding me, telling me that this little green stone had a

gravitational!

"What if I concentrated, compressed, and poured all my mental energy onto this damn 'stone'... like a magnifying glass focusing sunlight, no, like the most precise laser beam?"

His gaze suddenly shifted from the stand's shoulder, and turned into a sharp arrow, shooting towards Clark in the distance.

Clark was standing at ease, even giving him a slightly soothing shrug.

"Hmm."

"Don't you know what you're facing?"

"My stupid brother Clark."

The corners of Dio's mouth slowly curved up.

Mental focus!

Taking a deep breath, Dio forced himself to suppress all distracting thoughts.

The results of his training over the winter vacation came into play at this moment, allowing him to easily condense, compress, and re-compress all his mental power!

The invisible mental power is no longer the "hand" that controls the substitute, but turns into countless energy threads that are thinner and tougher than spider silk. They entwine and pierce with incredible precision, and finally pour madly into the tiny green stone on the right shoulder of "The World"!

hum-

In an instant, Dio felt a strange vibration in the connection with his stand!

The stone that had been silent for a long time, as if it were an active volcano injected with soul, suddenly emitted an extremely faint green light that was almost invisible to the naked eye, but carried a deadly aura!

The light did not spread outward, but penetrated inward like a poison, enveloping the fist of "the world".

he.

His sense of controlling the "world" seemed to have undergone subtle and fundamental changes!

The stand's fist is no longer just a carrier of spiritual power, its surface now seems to be covered with an invisible, heart-pounding "edge".

"?!"

Clark frowned, a question mark appearing on his face.

This isn't right.

He found that his senses seemed to have a strange blind spot.

I can clearly perceive the transparent outline of the "world" from a biological perspective, but...

The arms and fists that emerged from that body, which should have been clearly felt by me...

It has become extremely blurry and difficult to capture!

It was as if it was obscured by a distorted energy field that exuded an ominous aura!

"Clark!"

"Muda!"

Dio's eyes flashed red, and he growled with suppressed excitement!

The "world" disappeared, and then instantly appeared behind Clark!

This time, its attack was no longer a violent brute force bombardment, but a deadly one that penetrated everything!

The golden iron fist covered with dark green energy, invisible to ordinary people, is now like a poisoned dagger!

He tore through the air and struck the stress point of the muscle below Clark's shoulder blade at a tricky angle with incredible precision!

puff!

Accompanied by a completely different sound from before, a dull sound like a tearing sensation!

"Ugh—!"

Clark's cry of pain suddenly rang out, his voice filled with incredible pain and shock!

For the first time, his Iron Man lost balance under Dio's attack!

An intense feeling of weakness and excruciating pain that seemed to tear the soul apart originated from deep within the cells and began to spread wildly from the point of being hit!

It was as if countless cold poisonous needles instantly pierced through his defenses and penetrated into the core of his life!

His strong body suddenly staggered forward, and he stumbled a step before he could barely keep his balance. The relaxed expression on his face disappeared, leaving only astonishment and a trace of pain that was hard to conceal.

He turned around suddenly, and the transparent stand behind Dio was reflected in his blue eyes.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented disbelief and...

A trace of confusion.

"Dio, what did you do?!"

"Poor Clark, hehe, it's your turn to bathe Sarafiel today."

"Remember, this is not a gift from you to me, Dio. This is a victory I personally achieved!"

"Hahahahahahaha! Saigonni hi iron duck~hahahahahahaha!"

Holding his shoulder, Clark looked forward

The brother who was usually cold and indifferent kept uttering strange words.

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This is definitely not your average Dior!

Is this guy possessed by something? !

Chapter 75 Dio: My hands hurt today! My heart is shaking!

"Boxers! Boxers! WRYYYYY-!"

"The strong should severely humiliate the weak!"

An almost insane light of ecstasy flashed in Dio's eyes.

All the pent-up feelings of frustration and frustration were completely ignited at this moment, and turned into extreme excitement of controlling new power, exploding in his chest!

He felt a searing electric current rushing from his tailbone straight to the top of his head! Every cell in his body was screaming for this overwhelming victory!

"I'm so high, Clark!"

He practically roared, his voice filled with the arrogance of a victor, "Your body of steel is nothing more than this!"

"Even the patterns on the soles of my shoes are more meaningful than the tracks you dodge."