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

Chapter 1396 Nine Yang Thunderbolt Palm

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The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not too dry. On the ring, the thirteenth round of the duel was already underway.

Chang'an College and Yueyang College faced each other, and soul power and water light interacted in the morning light.

Yue Qiansong put his hands behind his back, looked at the other side's strict formation and chuckled: "If the Chen family kid wants us to hang up a banner of exemption from war..."

Before he could finish his words, Yue Lexing interrupted him sternly: "Be careful with your words!"

The spirit ring on his wrist flickered faintly, and his eyes swept across the two teams on the stage like lightning.

Lu Jingcheng joked to Yue Lexing that surrendering was impossible.

After all, the main purpose of these ordinary high-level soul master academies participating in the competition is to show their own style and broaden their horizons.

This time, the Yueyang team learned a painful lesson from the Lyon Academy where their formation was dispersed, causing the team members to face Chen Xiaojun's "Moon Cold Tide" alone.

They huddled together tightly, converging in an area of ​​more than ten meters in radius, forming a circle and ready to fight.

When this formation appeared, the water in the surrounding pools was summoned and surged into whirlpools with astonishing momentum.

It is worth mentioning that due to the large number of water-related colleges, at their strong urging, a circle of pool water has been deliberately placed around the circular arena in the past two or three competitions.

This circle of pool water provided great convenience for the water-based soul masters in combat, significantly improving the performance of the Water-based Academy in these two competitions.

You know, in the history of the Gaoying Competition, the Water College has always been at the bottom.

However, Douluo Continent is surrounded by the sea, with a crisscrossing river system and hundreds of rivers flowing into the continent, so water-based soul masters have a broad space for development.

In order to balance all parties, the Academy Alliance specifically requested that a three-meter-deep green pond be dug around the arena and fresh water be introduced to fill it.

The rippling blue waves add a bit of agility and vitality to this intense competition.

Suddenly, Yueyang's formation suddenly shrank, and seven figures gathered within a radius of ten meters. Amidst the surging green waves, seven layers of azure water curtains rose into the sky.

"Everyone, let's see if you can break my 'Xuan Ji Water Curtain'!" Captain Yue Yang laughed loudly, his palms flying like butterflies.

The water curtain moved at the sound, with seven layers of whirlpools in it, majestic and powerful, its momentum like the Milky Way rolled upside down, and its shape like a dragon carp swinging its tail.

In this match, Ma Liang stepped onto the ring again after seven days.

Facing Yueyang College’s defensive retreat, he rolled up the sleeves of his red cloud robe, raised his sword-like brows, and stared at the azure barrier that was spinning non-stop ten feet away with a piercing gaze, his heart boiling with fighting spirit.

He made the first move.

He waved his arms and a Phoenix Meteor Shower poured down with red-gold fire. Then his fists turned into meteors, and he blasted out with the Phoenix Comet Fist and the Phoenix Meteor Fist alternately. In an instant, hundreds of fiery meteors ignited in the sky above the ring.

He quickly performed these special skills one by one.

For a moment, the arena was filled with flames and the momentum was astonishing.

Different from the offensive [Cangliu Fushui Formation] of Lyon College, Yueyang College's circular Xuanji water curtain defense is very sophisticated.

This is a flexible defense with great toughness, comparable to the elastic defense of meteorites and the rigid defense of pyroxene.

The seven men from Yueyang pressed their palms together, and the Xuanji Water Curtain unexpectedly spun endlessly like a living thing, wrapping all the flaming fire from Ma Liang's attack into a whirlpool like a wheel.

The flexible water curtain wrapped around layer by layer, disappearing into thin air like a falling star in the deep sea.

The attacks continued to explode like thunder, and a ten-meter-long gully appeared on the bluestone ground.

The water curtain only created three ripples, and the star patterns on it flowed as usual. On the ground, Ji Boda in the east put his flute to his lips, and the sound of the Nine Turns Breaking Formation was like a sharp blade piercing the clouds; Megibo in the west took a deep breath, and his frost breath condensed into a cold dragon to attack; Neil Seven's earth-shattering stone pillar in the middle also crashed down with a fierce momentum.

However, the Xuanji water curtain was twisted like dough, and under the control of seven people, it became flat and round. It seemed to be shaky, but in fact it was always flowing as before.

Ma Liang's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and with the sound of a phoenix breaking through the clouds, hundreds of red rays gathered into a blade, and the Phoenix Sky Sword split the sky and slashed down!

However, the moment the blade touched the water curtain, something strange happened.

The flexible water curtain rebounded three inches along with the blade, wrapping around the blade light like silk, unloading force in a spiral along the blade's momentum, causing layers of ripples to turn into water mist all over the sky.

When the fog cleared, the Xuanji water curtain remained, but the star patterns on it became even brighter, as if it were an ancient rune that absorbed the essence of the offensive.

At this moment, everyone in the audience held their breath, and thousands of eyes were fixed on the unparalleled young man, Chen Xiaojun, who was standing calmly and proudly in the field.

Chen Xiaojun did not choose [Xuantian Shuangjie], but chose the Nine Yang Divine Art and the famous Thunderbolt Palm among the Nine Yang Five Wonders.

Chen Xiaojun suddenly raised his head, took a half step with his right foot, and the moment his toes touched the ground, it seemed as if he had broken through the nine layers of clouds and soared into the air.

He swung his arms, his movements as smooth and round as Tai Chi.

In an instant, a large amount of Nine Yang Qi emerged within a three-foot radius around his body. These Qi were highly compressed in front of his body, forming a blazing and dazzling red sun.

The scorching sun emitted a scorching heat wave, burning the sleeves of everyone's clothes until they were scorched and curled.

The red blazing sun condensed on the chest continued to expand, rising to more than three meters, and the sound of a fire dragon coiling and roaring could be faintly heard.

[Nine Yang Thunderbolt, soul power will be strengthened]

"Nine Sun Thunderbolt! Break!"

With a clear whistle from the young man, he flew out into the air and pushed hard with both his palms.

The red thunder ball, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, rushed forward in a straight line like an arrow shot from a bow, with air waves as sharp as knives and arcs of electricity trailing along its way.

Suddenly, thunder roared out of nowhere in the field. Layers of air waves were like surging tides, plowing deep black grooves several feet deep on the blue brick ground, as if the earth was torn apart by this terrifying force.

Finally, the red flame thunder ball, with the force of burning the sky, slammed into the Xuanji water curtain.

Before the whirlpool formed by the seven layers of water curtain had time to take the fireball in, the red flame thunderball exploded in the air, like a skyfire cannon descending from the sky.

Although the water curtain relieved the force layer by layer, it was ultimately unable to withstand the terrifying destructive power that was like a scorching sun explosion.

Under the witness of everyone in the Yueyang team, the Xuanji water curtain melted quickly like boiling water melting snow as soon as it touched the red light.

The seven whirlpools were shattered, and the water droplets in the sky turned into thousands of white rainbows, shooting in all directions.

The Yueyang team's eyes were bloodshot and they all retreated violently, but the distance was too close and they could not be faster than the power of the Lihuo Rolling Earth.

The black ice mirror in the hands of the gray-clothed team member in front broke into pieces with a "crack", and his left sleeve instantly turned into ashes and flew away, revealing a charred arm, groaning in pain.

At the same time, Ma Liang and the other four did not hesitate. While the smoke was still there, their attacks continued like a storm.

In an instant, swords clashed, sparks flew like rain, and the sound of swords and horses turned the dust into a ten-foot-high yellow dragon, floating in the air and blocking the sun.

By the time the brilliant light of the first month of the year had faded away, the Yueyang team members had already been lying on the ground in a mess.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that their sleeves were torn and their flesh was exposed, with burn marks deep into their skin. Many places were stained with scarlet blood, which was shocking.

(End of this chapter)