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

Chapter 1426 Dual Names of Duling

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On the arena, the dust had not yet settled, and a chilling atmosphere hung like an inverted iron curtain.

As predicted, eight more figures suddenly appeared where the cold light pierced through!

From the 7th to the 14th, she still wore the same signature country girl hairstyle and had a frozen, indifferent face. Only her eyes shimmered with a deep blue light, like two pieces of glass taken from the depths of a cold pool, reflecting the icy coldness of inorganic matter.

Wang Wei's hand, holding the wine jug, froze in mid-air. A hint of surprise flashed across his cloudy eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "So they really came..."

"These iron lumps, in terms of combat strength alone, are only at the level of a level 25-28 Great Soul Master. However, their fearless, inanimate nature, coupled with their meticulously crafted and treacherous mechanisms, means that in a life-or-death struggle, even an ordinary Soul Venerable would likely perish..."

His gaze swept over the two youths who had been forced to the edge of the arena. "Even if your kid has talent beyond his level and an outstanding swordsmanship, with this kind of situation, I'm afraid... his chances are slim!"

The situation on the field is constantly changing.

Judging from their form, the first two rounds are further divided into four categories:
Close-range agility type: No. 1 and No. 2 are for close-range movement, with a hidden mechanical spring needle crossbow;

Melee Power Type: Numbers 3 and 4 have steel scales on both arms, and their claws gleam with a cold, dark gold light. They are skilled at locking joints and striking vital points.

Ground Claw Type: Number 5 moves swiftly close to the ground, using claws like a scorpion's tail to target the lower body;

Bombing type: No. 6 has all its openings wide open, and explosive bombs and smoke bombs are sprayed out like a storm.

Two more figures launched ranged attacks:
A cold light flashed on Number 13's wrists, and the eight-foot chain blades transformed into two strangling hurricanes, tearing through the air with a clanging sound like the wailing of ghosts.
Number 14's arm span was like an eagle soaring, his hands wielded rope darts straight as spears, and with a flick of his wrist, his whip-like technique pierced straight to the face, more ferocious than a venomous snake's tongue!

These eight statues, like flowers, are arranged in a perfect, seamless formation, appearing in the foreground, middle ground, and background.
Numbers 7-10, with their close-combat, agile, and powerful attacks, resembled a torrent of black iron, forming a strangling barrier that relentlessly entangled the Chen family brothers.
Numbers 11 and 12 control the mid-range, with grappling hooks and explosives moving like wheels, drawing all offensive forces to encircle them;
Numbers 13 and 14 stood at the rear, their rope whips trembling and their chain blades tearing through the air, trapping the two Seven Kill Swords in the deadly battlefield!

The murderous intent was as sharp as frost, and every step forward or backward blocked off all paths.

Chen Yunxiang's clone sword net was shredded by the chain blades, and Chen Haoxuan's Seven Kill Sword was trapped in the rain of bullets and miasma. The two brothers' clothes were scratched and stained with blood, and they staggered. Even their powerful sword moves were completely extinguished by this seamless mechanical attack!

The signs of defeat are already apparent, and the situation is extremely precarious!
"Slurp—" Wang Wei's wine jug finally tipped over, a thin stream of slightly cloudy wine spilling from the rim, but he was completely unaware, his Adam's apple bobbing as he let out a muffled hum: "...Dongming, Yinyuan...those two lads holding the fort, shouldn't they go in now?"

Chen Xiaojun remained seated as before, his eyes reflecting the deathly stillness of the flashing blades in the arena, yet a faint, enigmatic smile played on his lips: "Elder Wang also saw it just now. I didn't know about this arrangement either..."

However, a master's eyesight is exceptional, able to see through anything clearly.

The outcome of this deadly situation ultimately did not deviate from Wang and Zhuang's predictions.

Amidst the howling dust and sand, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rang out like a phoenix's cry from the heavens, slicing through the solidified killing intent!
The figure moved like a startled swan skimming the water, her slender waist like a willow, twisting and turning amidst the shadows of countless mechanisms, her delicate hand flipping her wrist from her sleeve—Seven Kills in the left hand! Phoenix in the right!
It's the same sword that Chen Xiaojun used when he was a young prodigy!

"Hmm?" The smile in Chen Xiaojun's eyes suddenly froze, then turned into a deeper expression of approval.

He could see it clearly; the two swords shone brightly in the light.

Left hand, Qingping! The sword's movements are light and ethereal, like a gentle breeze caressing a willow branch, swaying gracefully, drawing a circle on the ground as a prison;
Right hand, Round Star! The sword technique incorporates his original Round Star Flowing Colors, with cold stars dotting the center and concealing the sharpness. Pointing, thrusting, brushing, and wiping, each move is a dense counterattack to defeat the enemy after the attack!

The newcomer moved with the grace of flowing clouds and water, and what was even more striking was the dazzling Soul Rings—a Soul Master of Level Thirty-One!
The powerful soul force surged like a river flowing backward, and the sword light rose and fell, precisely unleashing a barrage of attacks like a sudden rain of flowers. It actually tore open a gap for breathing amidst the overwhelming killing array, allowing the precarious Chen Yunxiang and Chen Haoxuan to gain a foothold.

The wine jug between Wang Wei's fingers hovered in mid-air, the poured wine meandering across the bluestone slab, still exuding a strong, pungent aroma. He paid no heed, his tiger-like eyes wide open, fixed intently on the graceful figure standing there.

Zhuang Mochen's fingers, which were slowly twisting the ring, suddenly froze in mid-air, his wrinkled knuckles taut and white.

Deep within his eyes, which had witnessed countless hardships, a monstrous surge of emotion welled up, and his voice trembled with disbelief: "Laughing... Laughing Lord?! What's going on?!"

Wang Wei's Adam's apple bobbed as he uttered a few words with difficulty, his voice trembling and buzzing: "Ji...Ji Tiantian?! She...has twin martial souls?!"

Ji Tiantian!
How could they not be familiar with it?
Because of her father's good fortune and her innate soul power exceeding level eight, she had long caught their eye.

Later, she became Chen Hua's apprentice, and these two old foxes were also present. After that, their secret attention only increased.

The faint smile on Chen Xiaojun's lips had not faded, but now it carried a childlike delight at discovering a secret. He said leisurely, "It is Ji Tiantian, that's right... also called Chen Duling."

Zhuang Mochen's graying eyebrows almost knitted together: "What do you mean?"

Chen Xiaojun leaned forward slightly, his smile as cheeky as an eagle catching a chick, a mix of mischief and candor: "The literal meaning, Elder Zhuang."

"Isn't it interesting that this girl has two names, which can coexist without conflict?"

One person with two names? This is truly unprecedented!
Otherwise, why would a treaty on the inheritance of martial spirits exist?

As for the girl in the room, why was she able to appear here during a class at the academy?
Ji Tiantian has asked for leave from the academy and, together with her mother Xue Shiqiong, secretly followed Xia Qingyun to Chenlin Village.

After the matter at the Security Council was settled, Xia Qingyun returned to Chenlin Village not only to visit Chen Yu, but also for a secret matter: to help this girl, who had the blood of the Chen family, to be recognized as her ancestors and to have her soul returned to the family genealogy!
Regarding the matter of renaming, Chen Xiaojun has considered it thoroughly.

Considering the auspicious meaning, Xue Shiqiong's feelings, and taking into account Tian Tian's own feelings, in order to leave room for the future and to cover up the truth, he came up with a wicked idea: the name Ji would be retained and used normally, while the Chen family would be given a separate name in the genealogy - "Chen Duling".

The name was naturally chosen by Xue Shiqiong; it was a name that had lingered in her heart for many years, meaning "everything goes smoothly".

This way, both goals are achieved, and one's name is recorded in the family genealogy. Why be bound by worldly customs?

Anyway, you don't need to register your household like in Dongdaguo.

This also aligns with Article 5 of the Treaty on the Inheritance of Martial Souls, which stipulates that special circumstances will be discussed separately.

Thus, in the history of Douluo Continent, the extraordinary phenomenon of one person having two names was quietly born.

As for that dazzling level 31 soul power?
The excuse for taking leave is perfectly legitimate—to hunt for spirit rings!
This is not an excuse, but something that really happened.

The numerous rare and precious herbs and elixirs bestowed upon her by her elders allowed her to casually consume a little of them, and her soul power surged like the rising tide of the spring river, breaking through the level 30 barrier.

This trip is not only to recognize her ancestors, but also to take advantage of the beautiful and fertile land of Wushan County to find a plant-type soul beast that matches her literary and martial soul.

Wouldn't it be nice to kill two birds with one stone?

(End of this chapter)