Kapitel 127: Madman
The soul master path of Du Siji and that of his grandfather, Du Bafang, are quite different.
Their family didn't have a formal inheritance, and their knowledge of soul masters was rather limited.
Thus, from the moment he absorbed his first soul ring—making an "error"—his path as a soul master deviated significantly from poison.
It wasn't poison, but fire!
As Du Siji's fist slammed into Hu Yanli's face, a surge of flame accompanied the strike, with the faint sound of a phoenix's cry echoing in the air.
Under the reinforcement from the "gift" bestowed by Zhongli, the fire Du Siji wielded had reached its so-called peak!
But it wasn't just the fire. Du Siji's raw power was equally terrifying.
Hu Yanli, who possessed the Diamond Mammoth martial soul, had strength slightly inferior to the Power Gorilla martial soul and defense just below that of the Ironclad Rhino martial soul.
Yet, in terms of overall ability, the Diamond Mammoth's strength far exceeded both of these.
But even so, a person with the Diamond Mammoth martial soul was sent flying dozens of meters from a single punch!
During his "flight," two of Hu Yanli's tusks even came loose.
With a resounding crash, Hu Yanli finally hit the ground.
Fortunately, his defense was extraordinary. Though he was injured, it was merely superficial.
Even so, Hu Yanli stared blankly, as if in shock.
Despite the six or seven levels of difference between them, they were both only Soul Masters. But that man, that man had struck him down with just a single punch...
"A'Li!"
The members of the Elephant Armor Sect were dumbfounded. When they came back to their senses, they shouted in alarm and rushed toward Hu Yanli.
"A'Li, you...you…"
Hu Yanli's face was partially charred, with a large swollen area.
This was caused by that punch and the flames that accompanied it.
At that moment, Du Siji's eyes were glowing with fire, and faint traces of flames flickered around his fists and feet. He seemed like a completely different person, cold and arrogant as he said, "This is it? And you dare call yourself unmatched in physical strength?"
"Come on, all of you together! Just one is not even a challenge!"
The disciples of the Body Sect smacked their foreheads and shook their heads in exasperation.
They knew Du Siji too well.
This guy was completely different when fighting than when not.
Arrogant? No, just insane.
Hearing Du Siji's words, the members of the Elephant Armor Sect froze for a moment before erupting in anger.
They knew that they weren't a match for Du Siji in a one-on-one fight, but did he have to be this arrogant?
Had he never heard of the saying: "Two fists are no match for four hands"?
Their brother had been hurt in just one round, losing two tusks in the process. Naturally, they couldn't just stand by and do nothing.
All of them activated their martial souls. Including Hu Yanli, there were three Soul Elder and four Soul Ancestor in total.
"You said it yourself!"
If this were a brawl, they knew they couldn't take on the crazy members of the Body Sect. But seven against one?
Hehe…
Hu Yanli also came back to his senses at that moment, quickly getting into a stance facing Du Siji.
The seven of them stomped their right feet, their momentum connecting as one, causing the ground to tremble for a moment.
Then they stepped forward with their left feet, followed by their right…
Repeating this process, they closed in on Du Siji.
This was a simple battle formation that made them highly offensive and defensive, making them almost impervious to being struck.
The drawback, however, was that they were slow and couldn't fly.
But once they managed to encircle their opponent, it would be time for them to unleash their special moves.
Seeing this, Du Siji's mouth curled slightly, revealing a look of disdain in his eyes.
"Perfect, I'll test out the martial technique taught by the sect master on you all!"
At these words, the faces of the Body Sect disciples changed—not Hu Yanli and his companions, though. They only froze for a second.
The ones who looked concerned were actually the Body Sect disciples.
"Siji, watch your strength! Don't kill them!"
"Stop nagging. They came to me themselves!"
Du Siji waved dismissively, cutting off his companion's words.
Then, with a stomp of his right foot, his body shot forward like an arrow from a bow.
When he was about a meter away from Hu Yanli, Du Siji raised his right arm, using his elbow as a substitute for his fist.
"Single Sheep Thrust!"
The Single Sheep Thrust, also known as the Heart-Thrusting Elbow, was one of the deadly techniques in Martial Arts.
As the saying goes: "Ten years of Tai Chi won't leave the house, but one year of Martial Arts can kill."
"Martial Arts with armor can even frighten the gods."
Boom!
With just one strike, the once-formidable formation instantly collapsed.
Hu Yanli was once again sent flying, his eyes wide open in shock, his mouth gaping, not in disbelief this time, but because he couldn't breathe.
His teammates were stunned. 'What... another one-hit KO?'
If anyone was in the most pain, it had to be Hu Yanli.
'Why is it always me?!'
Twice now, he had been the only one hurt!
Du Siji didn't even glance at Hu Yanli, pausing briefly before launching another attack at another Elephant Armor Sect member.
With his body moving like a flowing dragon, Du Siji coordinated his waist and legs, using his shoulder instead of his fist to strike one of the Elephant Armor Sect's core members.
"Iron Mountain Lean!"
Despite the member's sturdy physique, characteristic of the Elephant Armor Sect, the moment Du Siji hit him, his body was sent flying through the air, crashing heavily to the ground.
"W-Wait!"
"No, we give up!"
"We surrender!!!"
'Damn, this is terrifying!'
These techniques… were they self-created soul skills? One move, one Elephant Armor Sect Soul Master down!
'How are we supposed to fight this?!'
Just look at Hu Yanli, he's already rolling his eyes!
It was no surprise that Du Siji, disciple of the Martial God Douluo, was so powerful. Not only was he immensely strong, but the self-created soul techniques he was taught were equally terrifying!
Those two techniques, the elbow strike and the shoulder bash, had instantly shown them the true power of martial techniques.
It was too frightening!
Hearing the Elephant Armor Sect members shout for surrender, Du Siji paused, feeling extremely irritated.
He had finally found a few punching bags, and they suddenly didn't want to fight anymore?
'How outrageous!'
Du Siji clutched his head in frustration, looking deeply troubled.
The Elephant Armor Sect disciples, seeing this, couldn't help but tremble in fear.
'What's wrong with this lunatic now?'
Instinctively, they began retreating, carrying their injured comrades and trying to put some distance between themselves and this madman.
"Phew…"
Taking a couple of deep breaths, Du Siji finally calmed down, and then deactivated his martial soul.
"Are you alright, Siji?"
Chi Yu and the others approached with concern written on their faces.
At that moment, Zhongli and Paimon also stepped out from the shadows.
"He's fine. It's just the aftereffect of his second awakening of the original body martial soul," Zhongli said calmly.
"Sect Master... I..."
"It's nothing serious. For now, you'll stay with me."
"Yes!"
Zhongli looked Du Siji over, both impressed and thoughtful.
He was now pondering a new question: how to truly solve the aftereffects of the second self-awakening of the martial soul.
This child, Du Siji, was simply too stubborn, too focused.
When training, he was overly serious as well.
If not for this stubbornness, he would never have completed his second body awakening without special resources.
He was a true genius, but without proper guidance, he could very well turn into a madman.
A very powerful madman.
"He's a bit like I once was…" Zhongli thought to himself with a bitter smile. Back then, he had no other choice.
If Morax had not been ruthless, how many more gods would have tried to claim the land of Liyue?
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