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

Chapter 1413 Dean Canghui's Desperate Efforts

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The moment the arena trembled, a deafening roar erupted from the tens of thousands of spectators, the sound waves sweeping across the entire arena like a tidal wave.

At this point, the situation was extremely divided. There were those who were worried about Chang'an's fans, those who criticized Xiao Yi for cheering for Lian Changzhi's fans, and those who were happy to watch the encore drama. It was quite a lively scene.

Even though Chang Zhi had only used his sixth soul skill and hadn't used his full strength, it was still a Soul Douluo-level pressure.

To everyone's astonishment, Chen Xinyi, with the body of a Soul King, withstood the attack head-on. Although her face was pale, she still stood stubbornly upright.

Recalling the Blood Spear Formation, the final strike, "Heaven and Earth United," amplified by the "Iron-Blooded King's Banner," would not have left Xiao Yi severely injured if it hadn't exploded.

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It's too late to say.

Although the previous description was lengthy, it actually took only a breath or two.

At this moment, many of the team members from both academies had already been affected by the cold air. They were all circulating their internal energy to expel the cold air and preparing for the upcoming duel.

"Young man, don't be so arrogant!" Lian Changzhi roared, and his eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up, like a blood moon hanging high in the sky.

His diamond armor peeled away piece by piece, transforming into countless ice crystal daggers that hovered and shimmered in the void, their cold light chilling.

"Today I'll show you the true power of a Contra Master—"

Before she could finish speaking, a loud shout suddenly came from the distant passage: "Dean Lian, wait!"

However, Lian Changzhi ignored him and instead quickened his pace, his eighth spirit ring shining brightly.

He roared, "Eighth Soul Skill - Vajra Flame Whirlwind Fist!"

Despite its name, "Diamond Flame," it actually uses a rapidly spinning storm of ice crystals as its attack method.

Lian Changzhi suddenly unleashed a double punch, like a comet hitting the earth; in an instant, the entire dome seemed to be torn apart by the polar wind.

What kind of flame is that?
It was clearly a destructive storm carrying millennia-old ice!
A dragon shape emerged from the ice crystal tornado, its scales chilling, its fangs spewing azure ice flames. Wherever it passed, even space itself was frozen into spiderweb-like cracks, a truly terrifying sight.

"Wow!"

Just then, a clear and melodious phoenix cry pierced the sky, and a jade-green phoenix flew in, its wings shimmering with dazzling light.

This is Ji Shuran's seventh soul skill from Chang'an Academy—Martial Soul True Body, which is also the beast form of his martial soul, the Nine Phoenixes Come to Court Flute.

As the security captain of the Chang'an delegation, protecting the team members is his duty.

He had been on the viewing platform the whole time and hadn't left the arena, intending to leave the glory of winning the championship to his team members.

Suddenly, a jade-green light shot into the sky from Qing Fenghuang's body, and a black spirit ring swirled around him—that was his sixth spirit ring, the Phoenix Pillar!
One by one, the Nine Phoenixes Arriving Flute, magnified dozens of times, descended from the sky like pillars of heaven, freezing instantly upon landing.

The fallen flutes were deeply embedded in the icy ground, standing there as if they were real objects, with lifelike phoenix totems appearing on their bodies.

Wherever the Phoenix Pillar is covered, the earth will generate a powerful suction force.

This suction force is not gravity, but sound waves—an incredibly powerful sound wave, like the cry of a phoenix.

Golden sound waves surged from every hole of the flute, transforming into hundreds of phoenix phantoms that darted and pecked at the air, erupting from bottom to top. The ice crystal storm twisted and deformed amidst the phoenix cries, tearing Lian Changzhi's ice dragon apart, creating a breathtaking scene.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"No!" The Soul Saint Judge's silver-white soul power surged forth like a celestial river.

At this moment, the Soul Saint referee also made his move.

You can ask Chang Zhi for an explanation, but you can't resort to violence. Otherwise, what's the point of having a referee?

He couldn't stop it in time, but now that he's realized what was happening, he definitely wants to stop it. Unfortunately, his attack was blocked by Shi Liuguang. Shi Liuguang's figure flashed, and the lingering dream light ball flickered in his palm. His sixth soul skill, [A Dream of Yellow Millet], was quietly activated. With a flick of his fingertips, he deflected all of the referee's soul power toward the dome of the stands!

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At this moment, the entire arena has become a battlefield of ice and sound.

However, it was ultimately Contra's eighth soul skill, which he had used with all his might, and the Phoenix Phantom could only delay the attack.

But Lian Changzhi felt it wasn't enough. He was getting anxious; it would be troublesome if people from Chang'an arrived again.

He gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood onto his diamond armor, using the same blood-burning secret technique as his grandson, Lian Shouzhong.

"The Secret of Diamond Splendor!"

The ice dragon suddenly grew larger, its body expanding by a full size, and it roared to the sky.

The dragon's roar caused ripples to spread across the protective barrier of the spectator stands. The phoenix phantoms that had been moving about froze in the extreme cold, and the emerald green light was shrouded in frost and mist. Even the green phoenix that Ji Shuran had transformed into was blown far away.

As the ice dragon approached, Xiao Yi gritted her teeth and once again confronted it with the ice crystal giant sword of the Lesser Yin and Profound Yin Combined Sword.

"clang--"

The ice crystal giant sword collided with the dragon's head with a deafening roar, the burst of cold light blinding everyone.

Xiao Yi felt a violent tremor in her arms, the power of the Big Dipper surging wildly in her meridians, and a metallic taste rising in her throat.

The ice dragon's claws tore at the sword, the star and moon patterns flickering in the extreme cold, humming incessantly, and ice crystals shooting out from the blade's notch leaving fine bloodstains on her snow-white neck.

"Crack!"

The ice crystal greatsword was ultimately no match for the full power of the Contra, and cracks spread like a spider web.

Xiao Yi was thrown back by the aftershock of the soul power and slid dozens of meters across the ice. When her back hit the barrier, she finally spat out blood. The blood droplets fell on the ice and bloomed into red plum blossoms, a shocking sight.

"Smash it for me!" Lian Changzhi's eyes turned bloodshot, and the light of his eighth soul ring surged.

The ice dragon roared and smashed the last half of the sword blade. The ice dragon rushed straight at the girl's face without any hindrance, and even the space in its path was frozen with azure cracks.

"Xiao Yi, step back!" Wang Wei's roar pierced through the wind and snow, only to see the ice dragon already within inches of Chen Xinyi.

Xiaoyi was about to unleash her ultimate move.

"Lian Changzhi, you old bastard! Sixth Soul Skill - Vajra Barrier!"

A loud shout, like a thunderclap, erupted as a 15-meter-high metal rock wall rose from the ground, its surface shimmering with dark gold patterns.

"when--"

The ice dragon crashed heavily against the rock wall, bursting forth with a brilliant light that shimmered with gold and silver. The sound of metal colliding with ice made the entire arena tremble.

Ice crystals and metal fragments exploded like fireworks, and as the energy ripples spread in a ring, they shook the protective barrier in front of the audience seats, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear.

Seven-colored halos seeped from the cracks, like a shattered glass cup, reflecting a dreamlike hue on everyone's face.

If this protective barrier hadn't been kept open and maintained by several referees, countless spectators would have been injured or even killed, instead of shouting wildly like this.

Wang Wei grunted, his arms bulging with veins like writhing dragons, and his soul power poured into the rock wall like boiling water.

Sparks flew everywhere as the dark gold rock layer was attacked by the ice dragon. Each claw mark produced sparks that turned into golden butterflies and fluttered around, yet the rock remained unmoved.

Dark red patterns resembling mountain veins suddenly appeared on the surface of the rock wall, indicating the awakening of the earth's energy—the earth's energy throughout the arena was stirred, and rock ridges rose up from the ground, as if a sleeping dragon had turned over.

(End of this chapter)