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

Chapter 1485 Chang'an Academy VS Elephant Armor Academy (Part 2)

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hum!
A surge of violent yet pure life energy flowed into Zhu Wuneng's body without any obstruction.

His original soul power level of 52 was like a rocket that had been injected with fuel, with the numbers jumping wildly deep in his soul.

Fifty-three, fifty-five... soaring all the way up, finally stuck at the critical point of level fifty-nine, just one step away from Soul Emperor, a powerful aura emanating from his body.

The fact that Zhu Wuneng could unleash such a burst of level seven potential in an instant at the Soul King stage speaks volumes about his talent.

The surge in soul power brought Zhu Wuneng such a powerful feeling that his hair and beard stood on end.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, at the very moment this power reached its peak, the nine-toothed rake in his hand gleamed with a cold, heavy black light and slammed heavily into Lei Tian.

The shiny black fifth spirit ring suddenly exploded.

Fifth Soul Skill: Three Thousand Weak Waters!

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A dark blue magic array bloomed from beneath the rake, causing the water in the ditch to rise against the current, transforming into a viscous, mercury-blue sea of ​​mist that swept and spread towards the five people in elephant armor.

Just as Hu Yanwei raised his leg to charge, his body suddenly sank, and the ground cracked open like a spider web beneath his feet.

Even more terrifying, countless pale blue water droplets crawled up his bronze skin like living creatures, as if a thousand cold hands were gripping his joints.

"Ugh!" he roared, trying to unleash his soul power to shake off the water droplets. Every step felt like wading through a deep muddy swamp, and his internal organs were filled with dull pain.

All that remained in my vision was a distorted, eerie blue, and the ever-growing sound of the rushing river in my ears…

"Brother Wei... my soul power seems to be eroded..." came the voice of his cousin from the side.

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At the same time, the soul skills of the support soul masters on both sides of the arena arrived simultaneously.

Gu Wuyan gave a low shout, and the Ruyi Disc in his hand spun rapidly. The golden and silver light flowed like living vines, instantly wrapping around the main attacking team members, including He Qiang and Lian Shouzhong—"Fourth Soul Skill—Frenzy Guidance" activated!
The team members' pupils lit up with a sharp golden light, and their bodies erupted with tangible energy flames. Their muscle contours became more defined, and their strength, speed, and defense all increased by 50%.

Most importantly, their eyes remained clear as ever, and they precisely controlled the berserk torrent of power with their "Perfect Control Plate," which was the cornerstone of their position in the Golden Generation and the reason for their ranking on the Heavenly Strategy List.

The support-type Soul Master of the Elephant Armor Team clasped his hands together, and a purple halo spread out, attempting to cover the five members of the Hu Yan family and slightly enhance their defense ("Rock Blessing"). At the same time, a female healing-type Soul Master anxiously waved her staff, sprinkling specks of emerald green life light ("Breath of Resurrection"), trying her best to heal the internal injuries caused by the Weak Water to the Mammoth Soul Masters.

However, their efforts were not very effective under the suppression of Zhu Wuneng's Weak Water Domain.

"Brother Qiang, disperse them." Xiao Yi's voice was as calm as ice.

Her fingers flew, and one after another, highly condensed emerald light shot out, precisely merging into He Qiang's body—the "Awakening of Life Force" was continuously enhanced.

He Qiang, who was already at his peak, experienced another surge in aura, his soul power surging like a deep sea.

The instantaneous surge of soul power (with the dual assistance of Gu Wuyan and Xiao Yi) allowed He Qiang, who was level 56, to briefly advance to level 61, boosting his combat power to the level of a mid-tier Soul Emperor.

He roared, "First Soul Skill - Dragon Soul Awakening!"

A yellow dragon-shaped phantom flashed and disappeared from its body, its muscles bulging, and the dragon scale patterns on the Thunderous Dragon Halberd lit up with dazzling lightning, its aura rising to another level (its combat power was pushed to the peak of level 66).

Fourth Soul Skill: Dragon Halberd Whirlwind

Without pausing, he wielded his halberd, transforming it into a destructive yellow lightning tornado. The violent lightning was flung out by the high-speed rotation, turning into countless roaring lightning dragons that frantically pounced on the five Huyan Soul Masters who were desperately resisting Ruoshui and closing in on each other.

Boom! Crack!
A blinding flash of lightning and a dull thud resounded simultaneously.

The five mammoth soul masters, along with the rubble beneath their feet, were sent flying backward with screams, like chess pieces being slapped away by an invisible giant hand. Their hard diamond mammoth armor was covered with scorch marks and halberd wounds.

With his level 52 strength, Hu Yanwei was only knocked back a few meters before he managed to regain his footing. But when he looked up, he was met by Lian Shouzhong, whose aura and combat power had also surged.

At this moment, Lian Shouzhong's body was covered with crystal-clear, sharply defined diamond armor, making him look like a human fortress.

The other four Hu Yan Soul Masters were thrown to pieces by the impact of the Dragon Halberd Whirlwind. The Weak Water Droplets on their bodies were dragged along in a dark blue trajectory as they rolled, continuously stripping away their soul power and mobility.

"Brother Shi, Sister Ruyan, deal with the four that are scattered." Xiaoyi's instructions were concise and effective.

Shi Feiang's figure flickered and instantly appeared above the two Hu Yanhun Sect members who had fallen to the ground.

His lingering martial spirit appeared, and he pressed down with his right hand: "Third Soul Skill - Dream Cocoon!"

Transparent spiritual spider silk appeared out of thin air, wrapping around the two of them layer by layer, as if they were trapped in a viscous nightmare bubble. Their martial spirit light visibly dimmed, and their soul power was lost at an accelerated rate.

Immediately afterwards, the "Second Soul Skill - Nightmare Whisper" was activated, and an invisible mental shriek directly pierced into their sea of ​​consciousness, causing them to clutch their heads and groan in pain.

On the other side, Liu Ruyan's red lips parted slightly: "Fourth Soul Skill - Drizzling Rain Dance".

Dozens of fine silver needles shot out silently from between her fingers, but suddenly accelerated after leaving her hand, turning into a dense rain of silver light that was impossible to dodge.

These silver needles were not scattered randomly; each one, under her precise control, traced a tricky trajectory, tore through the air, emitted a sharp whistling sound, and fiercely pierced the exposed joints of a Soul King and a Soul Master.

The tiny wound bled profusely instantly.

This is the Nine Yin Manual of Hidden Weapons, featuring the technique of "Rain of Flowers"!
...Here I'll talk about two techniques: "a shower of flowers" and "a celestial maiden scattering flowers." They have similar names, but their core ideas are completely different.

The "Rain of Flowers" technique manipulates the trajectory of hidden weapons and pursues high-speed, dense strikes. It is mainly used for precise point kills or to create devastating suppression in a specific small area. It is the sixth technique of the Tang Clan.

The "Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers" technique emphasizes the angle and force distribution of the projectiles to achieve uniform coverage of the area; it is the eighth technique of the Tang Clan.

These techniques, including hidden weapon techniques like "Meteor Chasing the Moon," are not unique to the Tang Clan, but rather are widely circulated and mature universal techniques in the field of hidden weapons.

Perhaps the Tang Clan themselves made some improvements to these techniques, but for martial arts master Huang Shang to include them in the hidden weapon section of the "Nine Yin Manual" is no small feat.

There are minor tweaks to the details, but the framework remains the same, so Vaillant should be fairly similar.

The section on hidden weapons not only includes techniques and skills, but also the manufacture of hidden weapons, such as the Jade Peak Needle and the Bone-Piercing Needle, and records the construction and application principles of mechanical hidden weapons.

In addition, one of the "Eight Extraordinary Skills," the Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements, was comprehended by Ma Benzai of the Heavenly Crafts Hall. For them, many mechanisms, such as the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, are fundamental.

In fact, many types of concealed weapons, including those used in machine guns, have been in mass production in recent years.

In addition, the Chen family's production workshops were divided into military and civilian production workshops, with the military workshops under the jurisdiction of the Armed Forces Department of the Ministry of Armed Forces and the civilian production workshops under the jurisdiction of the Industrial Development Department of the Ministry of Economy and Management.

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Zhu Wuneng's massive body, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, charged towards the wounded Soul King, his Nine-Toothed Rake locking onto its target.

Liu Ruyan lightly touched the ground with her toes and pounced on another Soul Master who was struggling to get up, her hand flashing with cold light.

With the residual power of the Dragon Halberd Whirlwind, He Qiang moved like a lightning bolt launched from a gun, his steps following a mysterious trajectory (the Swimming Dragon Step), heading straight for the pale-faced support and healer in the back row of the Elephant Armor Team.

Just one minute.

Hu Yanwei knelt on one knee, his chest armor shattered, and a trail of bright red blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

He looked around: his teammates had all fallen to the ground, completely incapacitated, tormented by the Weak Water, bombarded by the Dragon Halberd, cut by the Sharp Blade, broken by the Spirit Needle, and whispered by the Nightmare.

The assistants and healers behind the scenes have also been purged by He Qiang.

He struggled to raise his heavy arm, a bitter voice rising in his throat: "We... admit defeat."

……

The result of the match was a foregone conclusion, a typical example of a tactical crushing victory.

Lian Shouzhong stepped off the stage, his whole body still immersed in the exhilarating afterglow of the fierce battle. His muscles still trembled slightly from the surge of power, and his expression was one of satisfied relaxation.

In the past, at Canghui Academy, they relied more on the group combat mode of the Gem Matrix, which is completely different from the direct impact and head-on combat thrill they experience now.

Especially when he felt the power within him that far exceeded the norm—the combined strength of Xiao Yi and Gu Wuyan even briefly pushed his personal combat power to the threshold of Soul Emperor, this experience was simply unprecedented.

The atmosphere was even more tense in the VIP section.

Dean Wang Wei, with an undisguised smile on his face, slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair and shouted loudly at Hu Yankui beside him, "Old Elephant! How about it, are you convinced or not?"

Hu Yankui's resolute face darkened slightly as he snorted coldly and retorted in a gruff voice, "What's there to be smug about! You used a full Soul King lineup against my team with only two Soul Kings, isn't it normal that you won?"

"Heh," Wang Wei's smile widened, carrying a knowing glimpse of everything, "Old Elephant, don't play dumb with me. The moment my Chen Xinyi's vines instantly took control of your five team members, the outcome was already decided. Can't you see that?"

Hu Yankui forcefully turned his head away, snorted heavily through his nose, and then fell silent.

Sitting next to him, Zhixing stroked his neatly trimmed beard while watching the field thoughtfully.

"Is this Chen Xinyi, who topped the 'Senluo Juan' (a list of plant-type soul masters) rankings, surpassing many experts?"

His voice carried its usual caution, "The control is indeed exquisite, but... is that enough to qualify him for first place?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Wei immediately turned around, raising an eyebrow: "Hey, old devil Zhi, are you implying something? Aren't you being sarcastic?"

"Who cares if she's number one or not, as long as she can consistently outclass your Azure Vine Martial Soul, isn't that enough?"

He leaned forward slightly, his tone teasing: "Tell me, what's your precious grandson's ranking on the Prodigy Ranking? I think it's fifty-seven or fifty-eight. Can he pull off something like this? Hmm?"

His eyes were fixed on Zhixing, clearly wanting to get to the bottom of things.

Zhixing paused, his fingers stroking his beard, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen.

He fell silent, his expression gradually darkening.

He couldn't answer that question.

Not to mention his precious grandson, many plant-type soul masters at the Soul Emperor level might not be able to achieve such precise, unmoving group restraint from a hundred meters away.

Well, even a weaker plant-type Soul Saint might not be able to do that.

He was well aware of the difficulty of this move and the mental strength it required.

(End of this chapter)