Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1282 The Strongest in History

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Chu Tianshu still had a bloody smell in his throat: "These beasts are pestering us endlessly. If they continue like this, I'm afraid we'll all lose our lives here!"

Ma Zhibin responded speechlessly: "Stop talking nonsense. How can such a small amount of stuff kill us?!"

Chu Tianshu's heavy breathing caused new blood to seep out of the wound on his shoulder: "No, these beasts are really crazy. They are fighting like this without regard for their lives. If they continue to waste time, I'm afraid both sides will perish."

He glanced at the hideous claw marks on Ma Zhibin's back and frowned slightly, "The wound on your back..."

Ma Zhibin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly took out a golden pill engraved with heart-protecting patterns - a secret healing pill made by the Ma family - and swallowed it.

The pill went down his throat and a thin golden mist rose up. He muttered, "It's okay."

Just at this moment, Zhu Jiazhen's Phoenix Tail Vine spiritual flower suddenly bloomed with seven layers of green halos.

The sixth soul skill [Flower Dance] turned into a sky full of fluorescent tassels, pouring down like a galaxy rolling back, covering an area of ​​dozens of meters.

This is group therapy!
The beam of light filled with vigorous vitality penetrated the smoke and fell on the people present, gently brushing over the injured bodies of Chu Tianshu and Ma Zhibin, and even a few healing ripples spread out around Zhuo Qianren's side.

Ma Zhibin looked at the shocking wounds on Chu Tianshu's body and saw that they were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a lot of them had scabs formed.

The numbing sensation he felt at the wound on his back must have had a good effect.

Zhu Jiazhen’s artistic conception is protection, which is a life-related artistic conception inspired by the Qingteng clan’s lucky beast, the Qingteng Spirit Snake.

There are very few life-type martial spirits, and the Phoenix Tail Vine Spirit Flower is at the peak of the seventh-grade martial spirit. It is a healing martial spirit that is good enough to rank in the top ten, or even top five.

Not to mention the quality of the soul power, which is in a title-level liquefied state and has a very high purity.

The combination of the three compartments has a very powerful therapeutic effect.

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Ma Zhibin turned his head and looked in the direction of Zhuo Qianren, and couldn't help but mutter: "Why hasn't that old guy recovered yet?"

Chu Tianshu raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the slowly rotating soul ring above Zhuo Qianren's head, and said in a deep voice: "It's almost there, his soul power fluctuations have stabilized."

Before he finished his words, several bloody shadows suddenly passed through the defense formation, and the bloody wind they brought made their robes rustle.

Ma Zhibin frowned speechlessly and said, "I hope he can absorb it as soon as possible and achieve the official title. This way we can relax a little and have more freedom of action."

Chu Tianshu looked at the flock of birds in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "That's the truth."

"But in this situation, I'm afraid it's hard to even breathe."

His Adam's apple rolled twice, "But look at their crazy posture, how can we move freely?"

Ma Zhibin took out another Wuji Pill and swallowed it without hesitation. He smiled and said, "That's true. I have never seen such a scene before."

"I have never fought against so many high-level soul beasts in my life."

Chu Tianshu looked surprised and asked, "Xiao Ma, when you were working in the Fighting Spirit Corps, you never encountered such a situation?"

Ma Zhibin replied unhappily: "No! Uh, the Chen family's Wuji Dan is really good. If I didn't have to fight, I wouldn't be willing to eat it."

“Although the Fighting Soul Corps often clashed with the soul beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest and the Eastern Great Rift Valley, the scene back then was completely different from today.”

"Old Chu, you experienced the catastrophe last time, but you have never seen a situation like this?" "No." Chu Tianshu shook his head and interrupted, his eyes reflecting the sky full of red animal pupils, "These flat-haired beasts seem to have lost their rationality, leaving only the killing instinct."

He rubbed his fingertips unconsciously, "Even during the last catastrophe, I didn't see such a crazy state."

"I think this Saint King of the Dread Griffin was promoted in the past few decades. This innate skill can be said to be strategic-level."

Chu Tianshu couldn't help but sigh: "I was young at that time, and my family asked me to hide in Chang'an City."

"Only once did I go to Chang'an Fortress for a support mission, and I saw a battle line that stretched for miles. It was a grand scene."

"But although there were many soul beasts at that time, they were just ordinary creatures, fighting in chaos."

"From the perspective of the strength of soul beasts in terms of unit density, how can it be compared with today."

Ma Zhibin echoed: "Well, that's right, you eat what you eat!"

He continued confidently: "Look at us, all of us are Soul Douluo. Just ask yourself, which army in the world has such luxurious and domineering configurations?"

"That is to say, we can withstand what we have now, with the Beast King in charge, the Four Saint Kings in the lead, fifty or sixty Ancient King and True King-level beasts, hundreds or thousands of Beast King-level soul beasts leading the charge, and a land and air coalition force of more than 20,000."

Ma Zhibin said seriously: "Our squadron is less than 50 people, and the average strength of each soul douluo is unprecedented in the soul master world and even in the entire history of human warfare.

He counted on his fingers and said, "It is possible to penetrate deep into the enemy's rear, carry out large-scale infiltration and elite combat tactics, fight against strategic-level beast tides, and carry out saturation strikes with every Contra deployed. This is a feat of skill."

As an old man who has been in the combat department for many years, Ma Zhibin is naturally adept at using professional terms and unique insights.

And what he said was indeed true. Only their team could withstand a battle of such scale.

The configuration of a Soul Douluo per capita for a battle is simply unimaginable in this era where one Soul Douluo is enough to support a sixth-grade family.

“Okay, okay, I know you’ve taken strategy courses at the Fighting Soul Academy.” Chu Tianshu smiled and waved his hand. The crane head carving on his shoulder armor flickered in the flames of the battlefield.

He couldn't help but complain: "Your thinking is so diffusive and jumpy. You suddenly blurted out these terms of war. This is the first time in human history."

“But then again, if we were replaced by the Soul Saint Army, I’m afraid we wouldn’t be able to hold out for even three quarters of an hour.”

He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the angel army of the Spirit Hall, which is known as the strongest, has hundreds of people who are all Soul Saints?"

Ma Zhibin sneered, "Angel Legion? They are a guard of honor."

“Do you know why we can hold on?”

Ma Zhibin suddenly turned around, his battle robe sweeping across the broken feathers on the ground, and responded slowly: "Because this is the second time."

These words were spoken lightly, but they were like a heavy hammer hitting Chu Tianshu's heart.

That’s right. It happened once in the thrilling battle to kill wolves at Liuguangpo seven years ago.

That time, the Chen family joined them and came out in full force, with four Titled Douluo, more than twenty Soul Douluo, and elite Soul Kings as fierce as wolves and tigers.

They turned the lair of a large tribe of Howling Moon Silver Wolves upside down and also killed five to six thousand Swift Wind Wolves.

However, at that time, the fights between Soul Douluo and Soul Beasts were mostly one-on-one.

(End of this chapter)