Capítulo 165: Chapter 160: The Bizarre Transformation, Luo Yu's Explosively Increasing Fist Strength! [First Update]_1
"Boom!"
Shrek Martial Arts Arena.
In the eyes of the entire audience, Luo Yu sprang from the ground like a ferocious beast.
His eyes blazed with divine light as he launched his punch.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji, who had transformed into a brown bear, shook his head continuously.
"How little do you think of me, old Zhao."
"I've activated my Martial Soul True Body, and you, boy, think you can fight me without even releasing your Martial Soul?"
"That's utterly fanciful."
He swung his thick bear arms, his muscles as tough as steel cables, instantly bursting forth with a heavy brown glow.
His terrifying bear paws, as large as millstones, fiercely struck forward.
Luo Yu's gaze remained resolute, neither dodging nor evading.
He twisted at the waist, raising his arm to meet the attack with a punch.
"Crash!"
Punch and paw collided, creating an explosive sound.
Luo Yu's fist seemed incredibly small compared to the huge bear paw.
But after only a brief standoff,
Luo Yu was rebounded by the immense force of the bear paw.
"Scrape, scrape, scrape!"
He retreated dozens of steps, his shoes grinding against the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Zhao Wuji's massive bear body, however, stood firm like a tree rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.
Seeing Luo Yu manage to steady himself, Zhao Wuji laughed heartily.
His enormous, rugged bear paws clapped together, sending out loud banging noises.
"Tsk tsk, I have to say, boy, you're really strong, a true little monster."
"But you don't need to hold back today, old Zhao here is in his Martial Soul True Body state, and that blow that pushed you back didn't even use thirty percent of my strength."
"Honestly, I feel like today, even if you go all out, you won't be able to break through my iron rampart, so come at me with all you've got."
Luo Yu looked down at his arms and the corners of his mouth lifted in a mischievous smile.
"No hurry."
"Let's go again!"
With a "boom," Luo Yu launched himself again, clashing with Zhao Wuji in a flurry.
From the sidelines, Xiaowu watched Luo Yu getting the worst of it and said with her lips pressed in concern, "How can Brother Yu be so much weaker than Teacher Zhao?"
Flander raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile,
"Shouldn't there be a big difference?"
"But Brother Yu defeated the Poison Douluo last time," Xiaowu said, puzzled.
Flander shook his head.
"Last time was due to special circumstances."
"The Poison Douluo's biggest reliance in this life is his Poison Skill, but it so happened that Luo Yu is completely immune to toxins, which is tantamount to directly crippling the Poison Douluo's capability."
"Moreover, Luo Yu's Dragon God Martial Soul is a direct counter to the Poison Douluo's Green Scale Serpent Emperor, leaving him unable to utilize his full strength."
"All these special factors came together to create the miracle of a Soul Ancestor turning the tables on a Titled Douluo."
"But Luo Yu doesn't have that kind of advantage over old Zhao."
"He's now facing a fully-powered veteran Soul Sage."
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but interject, "Does Brother Yu have no chance of winning?"
Flander spoke at length, "If old Zhao is careless and overconfident, with Luo Yu's strength, it's not impossible to have a chance."
"However, that guy is really sly and terribly afraid of upsetting the boat, so he went all out from the start, unleashing even his strongest seventh soul skill and Martial Soul True Body."
"In his Martial Soul True Body state, his defense is increased by at least two hundred percent, and with Luo Yu's current attack power, I fear he can't break through his defense."
"Brother Yu is very strong, so why can't he break through?"
Ning Rongrong seemed a bit haggard, yet she still shook her little fist at Flander, unconvinced.
Flander chuckled.
"You may not realize, but once a Soul Master reaches the Soul Sage level, there's a qualitative change in their strength. To put it plainly, a Soul Sage who has unleashed his Martial Soul True Body can easily beat up more than a dozen Soul Emperors."
"And Zhao isn't just any ordinary Soul Sage—when he's going all out, his strength approaches that of a Soul Douluo. Luo Yu is still too young; winning is out of the question."
"However, the fact that old Zhao is going all out right from the start shows that he has enough respect and wariness for Luo Yu's strength."
Hearing Flander's explanation, Zhu Zhuqing Sisters and Ning Rongrong all pouted.
They obviously hoped Luo Yu would win.
But they couldn't deny that there was sense in what had been said.
Flander noticed the disappointed and unwilling expressions on the girls' faces and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
What kind of times were these?
Wasn't it a given for a Soul King to be unable to defeat a Soul Sage?
How come it seemed so hard for you to accept?
Had Luo Yu accomplished too many feats?
Seeing Zhao Wuji's mighty bear body slap Luo Yu away again in the arena,
Flander's face broke into a smile.
"Do you see? Old Zhao is clearly taking it easy on Luo Yu, hardly exerting any force. Even if Luo Yu releases his Martial Soul later, it won't change the outcome."
"Him fighting old Zhao to a draw would already be a miracle, let alone defeating him. We from the older generation haven't been practicing all these years for nothing."
Ye Lingling turned her head, her eyes serene, "Dean Flanders, I think Brother Yu will win."
Flander let out a hearty laugh.
"Don't worry, he can't win. If he manages to defeat old Zhao at this age, where would we put our faces? Then all these years of cultivation would have been for nothing."
Ye Lingling calmly nodded her head, then continued to look back at the arena.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
In the arena, Luo Yu still maintained a normal state, launching continuous attacks.
Zhao Wuji was composed and leisurely swung his bear paws.
With each move and style, the bear paws carried an enormous force, easily repelling Luo Yu.
He couldn't help but wonder inwardly if he was making a big deal out of nothing.
It seemed there was no need to use his seventh soul skill at all.
"Kid, what are you up to, just tickling me with those half-hearted punches?"
"If you keep dawdling like this, I'll just strike once to decide the outcome, I'm not interested in playing with you anymore."
At this moment, Luo Yu continued to attack.
He completely ignored what Zhao Wuji said.
As he leaped around, he launched punch after punch with his iron fists.
He seemed to ignore the outside voices, his mind immersed in another world.
Zhao Wuji became suspicious.
What trick was this kid playing?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
I'll play along with him for another twenty moves, then end the fight with one punch.
Clean and neat.
The opponent will be satisfied, and I won't lose face.
The audience outside was also confused, not understanding Luo Yu's actions.
Without releasing his Martial Soul, he was just clashing head-on with Zhao Wuji using sheer physical strength.
Dai Mubai was just short of saying out loud, "Isn't this guy an idiot?"
But he didn't dare to say it.
Fearing a beating.
As time passed, the battle in the arena continued.
Fighting on, Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly changed.
He discovered a horrifying fact.
It was that, although the force of Luo Yu's punches could not penetrate his defense, the strength of each punch seemed to imperceptibly increase by a fraction.
Although the increase with each punch was slight, it would add up over hundreds of thousands of punches.
If Luo Yu's punching power was at ten at the start of their fight, by now it had increased to at least fifty.
"Noticed something?" asked Luo Yu, the corners of his mouth curving into a smile as he punched.
Zhao Wuji suppressed his shock, full of questions.
"What are you doing?"
"Guess?"
Luo Yu gave a mysterious smile and threw another punch.
"Bang!"
This...
Zhao Wuji was shaken, having repelled Luo Yu's punch once again.
But he felt something even more terrifying.
If Luo Yu's punching power had been increasing gradually, now it seemed he had broken through a certain bottleneck and was experiencing an explosive increase in power.
Each punch was stronger than the last.
"Hu hu!"
Luo Yu's arms gradually began to emit a majestic power of qi and blood, growing richer with each punch, with red light flowing down his left arm and blue light bursting from his right.
"Boom!"
Another punch came thundering through, and the spectators' eyes widened in astonishment.
Because Zhao Wuji, who had stood like a mountain all along, was forcefully blasted backward.
Although it was just one step back, one should remember that Luo Yu was in a normal state at the moment.
"How is this possible?" exclaimed Flander, his eagle eyes wide, "How did he do that?"
"Could it be that Zhao Wuji is starting to pull his punches??"
The women, who had been looking somewhat dispirited, suddenly perked up.
It seemed that Luo Yu's last punch was just the beginning.
His punch speed became faster and faster, the increase in power rapidly growing, and the power of qi and blood along with the red and blue light on his arms becoming increasingly intense.
It reached a terrifying level.
"Damn!"
"Can someone tell me what's happening??"
Zhao Wuji, towering five meters tall in his bear true body, kept stepping back, feeling a swelling pain in his arms as he experienced Luo Yu's explosive growth in strength.
By now, he was completely dumbfounded.
"Bang!"
Another punch from Luo Yu, and Zhao Wuji stumbled back three steps.
A strange light flickered in his eyes.
"I'm almost there," said Luo Yu.
"Teacher Zhao, from now on, you better be careful."
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PS: I had to deal with some things during the day, sorry guys.
There won't be fewer updates today, I'll stay up and write them all.
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