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

Chapter 1416 Chief Fassno!
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The cherry blossom in Xia Yun's palm suddenly transformed into thousands of firefly-like points of light. He turned his head to look at Xiao Yi, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.

Chen Xiaojun remained as elegant as a pine tree, but as his wide sleeves fell, he quietly grasped Xiao Yi's slender, fair wrist, and lightly tapped her pulse point twice with his fingertips, like whispering secrets in the dark night.

Xiao Yi moved lightly and gracefully toward the spot where Cang Hui and the other seven were lying.

Lian Changzhi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, like lightning.

On the faces of the seven people on the ground, wisps of black energy rose up, like ghostly flames moving across their skin.

The setting sun, like blood, slanted across this land.

The young girl raised her delicate hand with a graceful gesture, as if brushing away dust and smoke.

With her palms facing upwards, her two slender, jade-like fingers fluttered like butterflies as she quickly formed hand seals.

She picked up a piece of gold thread from her fingertips, and the silver light, as thin as a spider's web, flowed and shimmered between her slender white knuckles, like shattered jade in the Milky Way, or fireflies in the cold night.

Shi Feiang stared intently at Xiao Yi's movements, his brows furrowed, thinking to himself, "What is she doing? Mental piercing? Or soul shock?"

Shi Liuguang's pupils suddenly contracted as he suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

He recognized the silver light—it was the same thing that Xiaoyi had previously implanted into his consciousness.

This is a variant secret technique derived from the Nine Yin Soul Transfer Technique – "Soul Piercing Needle", created specifically to counter spirit-type soul masters.

Chen Xinyi parted her red lips slightly, her voice clear and cold like a mountain stream, ringing out: "Soul-piercing and mind-controlling—release!"

In an instant, the golden thread at her fingertips burst forth with dazzling light, and that wisp of silver light transformed into seven hair-thin chains of light, like serpents emerging from their holes, precisely piercing the foreheads of the seven Canghui members.

Immediately afterwards, countless pale blue butterflies appeared between the seven people's eyebrows, swirling around her and dancing gracefully, casting faint lotus shadows on the ground.

It is like a dreamlike existence, yet it also exudes a sense of mystery and eeriness.

A moment later, the seven men trembled violently, and fine beads of blood seeped from their foreheads, like red plum blossoms blooming on their pale skin.

"What exactly did you do!" Luo Qianxue's almond-shaped eyes widened as she tried to step forward, but Shi Feiang held her back tightly.

Shi Feiang stared intently at the light chain in Chen Xinyi's hand, his voice trembling: "That's... peeling away the backlash effect?"

Xiao Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "Your Canghui's Seven Asura Illusions is nothing more than a crude trick that forcibly combines the soul skills of seven people."

"Not only are the soul skills full of flaws, but the backlash is also very strong."

"Now, with their five senses sealed, the Upper Soul Nest is severely injured."

With a light wave of her wide sleeves, seven chains of light, like agile dragons, weaved and moved among the seven people.

Each time it passed through a person, it brought out wisps of black mist, like ink dripping into clear water, quickly spreading out.

The black aura surged, like a vicious dragon encountering fire, struggling and roaring.

The screams of the seven people were about to burst from their throats when they were forcibly suppressed.

As the last wisp of black mist dissipated, the seven people's previously unfocused pupils gradually gathered a faint light, as if they were slowly awakening from endless darkness.

Shen Li suddenly coughed and curled up, her eyelashes still glistening with tears, yet she could already let out a weak whimper, like the low moan of an injured young animal.

Xiao Yi flicked her wrist, finished her hand seal, and stood up. "I have cleansed the impurities of the soul power caused by the backlash from the formation."

The girl lowered her gaze, staring at the fading golden thread in her palm. Her moon-white skirt fluttered without wind. "Do not use your soul power for three days..."

She suddenly looked up, her icy gaze piercing Shi Liuguang like a sharp sword, "Otherwise, if the Upper Soul Nest collapses, don't blame others."

Shi Liuguang stood frozen in place, the blood lines between his brows slowly fading away, as if a nightmare was gradually dissipating.

He looked at Lian Shouzhong's face, which was gradually regaining color, in his arms, his Adam's apple bobbed several times, and finally he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you...!"

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Zhu Wuneng raised his chin, his eyebrows dancing with excitement, and said, "You're really lucky today, to have run into our compassionate Sister Xiaoyi." "Sister Xiaoyi has always been soft-hearted, which is why she let you all escape unscathed. It's all in my nature..."

As he spoke, he suddenly pointed his fingertip straight at Canghui's group, "I will definitely let you taste the power of the 'Three Thousand Tribulations of the Mortal World'!"

Chen Xiaojun thought to himself, "You shill, Xiaoyi's got a soft heart? Humph!"

With that thought in mind, he flicked his fingertips, and a burst of energy shot towards Zhu Wuneng's hand like a meteor.

Zhu Wuneng felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand, instantly fell silent, and sheepishly withdrew his hand, slinking behind Xiaoyi while muttering under his breath, "I was just... cheering for Sister Xiaoyi..."

At this moment, Xia Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, fixed on Lian Changzhi, and said, word by word, "Dean Lian."

He enunciated the last two words with extreme force, like icicles falling to the ground, carrying a chilling aura: "I'm waiting for your 'explanation'."

Even Changzhi's already thin figure appeared even more hunched under the setting sun.

Yue Qiansong's Adam's apple bobbed, and he hesitated several times before finally swallowing his words.

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After that, the interrupted process resumed, and the referee team announced the qualifying teams one by one.

Xiao Yi ignored the noise around her and quietly gazed at the bright light in the passageway.

Shi Feiang walked over, nodded to Chen Xiaojun, and then spoke softly to Xiaoyi: "Captain Chen, do you know why the Seven Asura Illusionary Realms collapsed? Where did things go wrong?"

It was obvious that Xiao Yi's mastery of mental power far surpassed that of the rest of Cang Hui.

Unfortunately, Xiaoyi didn't say anything.

Chen Xiaojun smiled and said, "Xiao Yi, Captain Shi is eager to learn from me, so I can offer some guidance."

Shi Feiang was startled, not expecting Chen Xiaojun to agree. He quickly looked up and listened intently.

With her back to the rain of light, the girl stood tall and straight, her voice clear and cold like melting snow in early spring: "The essence of illusion is never about simply stacking more illusions; that would be too complicated and fragile."

"The essence of the Way of Illusion lies in embracing the original essence and guarding the one."

"Seven souls are in chaos, it's like rebellion."

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiang could only manage a wry smile.

In the realm of mental illusion, only a handful of sects, such as the Qingqiu Forest and the Crimson Church, can rival them.

They have been figuring things out on their own.

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Suddenly, thunderous cheers erupted, and thousands of colorful ribbons and flower petals cascaded down from the dome like a waterfall.

The war drums thundered again, their sound shaking the heavens.

The judge, holding aloft the swan-shaped flag, loudly proclaimed: "This year's provincial champion—Chang'an Academy!"

The gilded cloud-patterned trophy was presented to Chen Xiaojun, while the seven-treasure necklace box bestowed by Yin Du Ruo shimmered with dazzling light.

It's worth mentioning that the award for Fasno's top student was given to Xiaoyi.

This award, similar to the Most Valuable Player award, is usually given to members of the winning team, and Xiao Yi has played far more games than Chen Xiao Jun, who has only played a few.

Yin Du Ruo gently handed the star-patterned chief jade token to Xiao Yi.

The moment the jade pendant touched her hand, Chen Xiaojun smiled as he looked at her amidst the falling petals.

To the audience, she was like a solitary moon in the sky, aloof and noble; only he saw the delicate shadow cast by her eyelashes on her cheek, like a butterfly gently kissing the new snow, tender and moving.

(End of this chapter)