章節 116: Chapter 111: The Astonishing Three Swords Unleashed, Absolute Talent Suppression! Your Poison is Ineffective Against Me!!_1
In the darkness, Luo Yu bathed in the Nine-colored Divine Light was so dazzling.
Qi and blood pervaded, as if he were the sovereign ruler.
The formidable and fierce Nine-colored Dragon Shadow coiled behind him, releasing an astounding aura.
"Impossible, this can't be possible."
"What exactly is your Martial Soul!"
"Why is my Green Scale Serpent Emperor trembling?"
Poison Douluo exclaimed in shock, as the giant green serpent shadow behind him flickered on and off.
Not only was his Soul Power thrown into disarray, even the power of his bloodline trembled under the pressure of that Nine-colored Dragon Shadow, wishing nothing more than to bow down and worship.
He shifted to one side, forcibly gathering his disturbed state of mind, doing his utmost to soothe the restless Soul Power and panicked bloodline within him, his green pupils looking at Luo Yu filled with uncertainty and doubt.
After a lifetime of arduous cultivation, he had evolved his family's Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul to the level of the Serpent Emperor, his bloodline almost indistinguishable from that of a dragon's. Why then was he being suppressed by the opponent's Martial Soul to such an extent, nearly collapsing?
After all, he was a Titled Douluo in terms of cultivation level.
To be suppressed by the opponent's Martial Soul in just one encounter?
This...
He had seen the clan leader Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan, and even the opponent's Martial Soul hadn't put this much pressure on him. What was happening now?
Poison Douluo looked at Luo Yu warily, even as he exerted all his mental power to stabilize his state; but that feeling of trepidation just wouldn't go away.
With an unstable Martial Soul, it was hard to focus power.
Poison Douluo was shocked, and so were Flander and the others around him.
They weren't bearers of Dragon-class Martial Souls, so they didn't feel that absolute suppression of dragon bloodlines as intensely.
But the Poison Douluo who had just now been so formidable was now in such disarray, and they could clearly see it.
Flander swallowed a gulp of saliva, not daring to believe, "No way, he isn't planning to single-handedly challenge a Titled Douluo, is he? How is that even possible, he's just a Soul Ancestor."
Zhao Wuji shook his head repeatedly, "That shouldn't be possible, there are so many levels between them, how could he possibly bridge that gap? No matter how strong his talent is, he can't overcome so many levels of combat!"
No sooner had he spoken than their eyes widened in disbelief at the sight before them.
Because Luo Yu was actually the first to make a move.
Without a second word, he raised his fist and burst forth, slamming it towards Poison Douluo.
A Soul Ancestor taking on a Titled Douluo, could that be real?
Flander and Zhao Wuji couldn't believe the scene before their eyes was real.
Because it was simply too crazy.
"Roar!"
As Luo Yu made his move, the Dragon God Martial Soul possessed him. His body instantly entered a dragonized state, his bones snapping rapidly, his frame suddenly soared, and all his muscles rapidly swelled.
Bathed in radiant light, filled with the sense of power,
The sharply defined Nine-colored Dragon Scales, like armor, covered his body's surface, dazzling and eye-catching in the night. He raised a fist, the overpowering punch headed straight for Poison Douluo's face.
"How audacious."
Poison Douluo was furious. In his eyes, a Soul Ancestor was but an ant, an existence he could crush with a simple slap, yet dared to attack him upfront; truly seeking death.
He raised his hand to strike.
"Boom!"
Fist met fist.
Poison Douluo's expression changed; the moment he touched the opponent's fist, the Green Scale Serpent Emperor Martial Soul let out a lament as if it did not wish to fight at all but only wanted to submit.
The Soul Power he had just stabilized once again became disordered, and the strength in his hand was instantly reduced by a great deal.
Yet even so, he was only pushed back half a step, while Luo Yu, who had initiated the attack, was sent flying backward.
"Brother Yu!"
Xiaowu and the girls immediately let out worried cries, about to rush over to help him.
"There's no need to come over."
Luo Yu's voice remained steady, flipping in midair before landing, taking several steps backward to dispel that force.
Poison Douluo sneered, "Boy, you really don't know your own strength."
"You have no clue just how great the gap between a Soul Ancestor and a Titled Douluo is, a disparity that talent alone cannot bridge."
"Even if the power of my entire body, suppressed by your Martial Soul, is left with only three or four tenths of its strength, it's still not something for you to challenge."
Though he said this, Poison Douluo's heart was already in turmoil.
A normal Soul Ancestor taking his punch just now would have likely exploded into a mist of blood, but this guy, he took his punch and was only knocked back, unharmed?
What kind of monster was this? No wonder Tianheng and the others had been defeated so miserably.
In the face of Poison Douluo's scorn and ridicule, Luo Yu shook his wrist.
"A Titled Douluo, that's all there is to it."
"Kid, today I'll show you that a Titled Douluo is not to be insulted!" Poison Douluo's feet shattered the ground beneath him, shooting out like a cannonball, his nails coated in a shadowy green poison.
"With one move I will capture you."
As the attack neared, Luo Yu's eyes condensed, and his wrist turned.
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"Clang!"
Sword qi crisscrossed, and the Zhu Tian Sword appeared.
One, two, three terrifying blood-red Soul Rings rose swiftly.
"First soul skill: Frostbite to the Bone, Red Lotus Ice Phoenix!"
The light representing the hundred-thousand-year blood-red hue quickly lit up, and the ancient Zhu Tian Sword instantly completed its first form transformation, turning into an ice-blue longsword engraved with phoenix patterns, its blade crimson red.
He slashed at the Poison Douluo head-on!
The temperature around him plummeted sharply, Luo Yu's body was surrounded by protective Red Lotuses, and an ice-blue phoenix carrying endless cold air, headed straight for the Poison Douluo's body and collided with it.
"You actually have Twin Martial Souls?"
The Poison Douluo's pupils contracted sharply, never expecting that Luo Yu would have a second Martial Soul, and he could do something that ordinary people simply couldn't—release both Martial Souls at once.
"Pfft!"
The Poison Douluo wasn't watchful for a moment and was hit straight on by the Ice Phoenix, his figure instantly froze, with frost forming on his beard and his teeth chattering from the deep cold.
Seizing the Poison Douluo's slowed speed, Luo Yu quickly brandished the longsword in his hand, cold wind howled, and wind blades appeared in the space around them.
"Gale of Ten Thousand Swords Art!"
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!"
It was as if tens of thousands of sword shadows appeared, all slicing at the Poison Douluo's body at the same time.
The Poison Douluo felt a tingling on his scalp, the contempt in his eyes disappearing.
Twin Martial Souls, Dragon-class Martial Soul augmenting his physical strength, Sword Martial Soul for attacking and killing—what kind of top-tier configuration is this?
And what the hell are three blood-red hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings?
Why didn't Yanzi mention any of this to me before setting out!?
Dugu Yan claimed innocence because the Poison Douluo didn't wait for him to finish speaking; he just heard that someone from Shrek had injured the Imperial Fighting Academy's team members and eloped with Ye Lingling, so he rushed out in furious haste.
"No, I must act fast, or things could change, and I'm limited too much by my own strength."
"I might actually lose to this kid if I'm not careful."
"Seventh soul skill: Green Scale Serpent Emperor!"
The Poison Douluo manifested his Martial Soul True Body, turning into a giant thirty-meter-tall serpent, immediately crushing countless houses in Shrek under its massive green-scaled body.
Facing Luo Yu's onslaught of a myriad of swords, the giant serpent opened its mouth and spewed out a dark green poisonous fog, corrosion hissed from the ground and air, filled with corrosiveness.
The corrosive poison fog met with the myriad sword shadows, causing a fierce collision of energies.
Ultimately, the Poison Douluo's fog prevailed, destroying the sword shadows and covering the ground where Luo Yu stood, the man's body instantly engulfed by the massive amounts of poison.
"Brother Yu!" the girls who had moved to a distance to watch the battle exclaimed in shock.
The Poison Douluo's snake eyes showed a hint of smugness, "This Jade Phosphor Serpent poison is my signature potent toxin, a devastating weapon refined over who knows how long. Let's see what you'll use to defend against it!"
"Within moments, you'll be wailing on the ground, begging for mercy."
"Heh, defend with what?"
"Such lame toxin; this young master needs no defense!"
"Second soul skill: Blade Flower Sea, Thousand Cherry Blossoms Dance!"
A disdainful voice came from within the green poison fog, followed by huge powder-red longswords shooting up from the ground. Countless small powder-red swords shuttled between them, forming a mighty sword formation.
The Jade Phosphor Serpent poison condensed in the fog was instantly annihilated by the sword formation.
Luo Yu's figure emerged, standing at the center of the sword formation
Unharmed, not even his clothes showed any sign of damage.
The Poison Douluo shivered, his eyeballs bulging, "This... this isn't possible. My Jade Phosphor Serpent poison has been refined for countless years. Even Titled Douluos have to evade its edge; how could it have no effect on you?"
"Sorry, your most skilled poison techniques are ineffective against me."
"Impossible. You're just a Soul Ancestor. There's no way you can block my snake poison." The Poison Douluo was struck hard.
Luo Yu sneered, his Dragon God Martial Soul overwhelming the Green Scale Serpent Emperor, and the Immaculate Divine Body nurtured by the Twenty-Fourth Grade Golden Lotus was completely immune to toxins. He was the natural nemesis to all of the Poison Douluo's techniques.
The clothing on his body was transformed from lotus leaves, so how could they possibly be damaged by mere snake poison?
He activated the Immortal Wind Gazing Moon Step beneath his feet and instantly vanished from his original position.
His body turned into multiple phantoms, scattered throughout the entire area.
The Poison Douluo immediately felt dizzy and struggled to pinpoint Luo Yu's position.
His heart was severely shocked, and he was in a state of panic.
What kind of techniques were these?
Just a Soul Ancestor, yet why so troublesome!!
Luo Yu sneered without a word and flashed behind the Poison Douluo.
He raised his hand and swung the sword, neatly and cleanly.
"Third soul skill: Endless Hell, Sword Like Flowing Fire."
"Whoosh."
The form of Luo Yu's Zhu Tian Sword instantly transformed.
A blazing orange flame burst forth, burning from the hilt to the tip of the sword. The smell of charred air permeated. Heat waves slapped in all directions...
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