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

Chapter 1555 Bloodbath (Part 1)
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The attic in the northeast corner was already filled with the signs of battle.

Despite the wounds inflicted by Gao Yingsai, the members of the Chang'an team bravely faced the five Soul Saints (the Soul Douluo were stopped by Ma Zhibin and Lian Changzhi, while Yang Jingxue arrived from the backyard and missed this group).

The Crimson Church chose a good time to attack the government, selecting the middle of the High English Tournament rather than its end; it was truly unexpected.

A white halo spread out from the small garment in the attic like ripples.

A life force field enveloped the dozen or so figures fighting below, maintaining or temporarily enhancing their state.

A streak of bluish-white light precisely pierced into Gu Wuyan's back, awakening his life force!

The Ruyi Chengxin Plate hummed and surged – the golden patterns that amplified power, the earthy yellow that enhanced defense, and the purple halo that strengthened the whole body all bloomed simultaneously!

This forced burst of energy drastically changed the battlefield!
He, Chu, Ji, and Liu, injured for four days, received professional treatment from the medical team of Chang'an Academy. Pu Shui Rou's Evening Primrose Martial Soul healed their internal injuries (healing disordered soul power), Bao Yi Ling's Dew Willow Martial Soul treated their external injuries (accelerating bone fractures and scab formation), Wen Shou Ren's Warm Sun Weasel relieved muscle fatigue (reducing meridian pain), and Mu Zi Lian's Green Lotus stimulated their vitality (clearing residual alien soul power). With the support of a large amount of spiritual medicine, at least most of their internal injuries and blood stasis had dissipated. Although their external injuries were not completely cured, their combat strength had recovered significantly, and they only had minor ailments when moving.

But at this moment, between life and death, it doesn't matter whether the injury is minor or serious.

Infused with life force, He Qiang endured the discomfort in his left shoulder, his dragon halberd crackling with lightning, and seized the opportunity to pierce through the protective aura hastily constructed by the Soul Saint on his left side. A brilliant white light enveloped his broken left scapula.

On its flank, Chu Youwei's figure, still carrying a lingering, subtle stinging sensation, burst forth with astonishing speed. The crane's shadow cried out, pecking precisely at the Soul Saint's eyes. The scorching marks on her Nine Heavens Crane phantom still seemed to be there.

The control team behind them instantly coordinated – Ji Boda's Nine Phoenixes Arrival Flute suddenly changed tone, and the [Palace] technique was activated, interfering with the flow of the target's soul power. The muscles in his right arm holding the flute tightened due to the exertion, aggravating the unhealed scar.

At the same time, Liu Ruyan suppressed the discomfort in her lungs and internal organs. Her martial soul split into two needles, one of water and one of fire, which danced nimbly at her fingertips, weaving and weaving like two deadly poisonous bees, swiftly shooting at the vital acupoints around the Soul Saint's body.

The four forces, barely able to muster the power despite their injuries, worked in perfect unison, forcing the formidable Soul Saint to retract his thrusting halberd and hastily retreat to defend.

Of course, their current state is not suitable for awakening their vitality.

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The other three battle groups were flashed with soul light.

In the middle section in front of the pavilion, Chen Shurui's blazing sword energy and Chen Bin's dark sword energy clashed and attacked together, and the point where light and darkness intertwined actually managed to withstand the Soul Saint's giant hammer.

With Chen Mujian employing unconventional tactics, moving close to the ground and launching high-speed attacks, the Giant Hammer Soul Saint was caught off guard.

Lian Shouzhong's diamond heavy sword cleaved through the wind pressure, Shi Feiang's broken dream transformed into a butterfly, and his spiritual soul skill slowed down the enemy's body. Zhu Taihong's melting heart heavy sword smashed the whip-wielding soul saint, preventing him from breaking through for the time being. The Canghui trio, who had been a team for many years, barely managed to hold on.

The most dangerous spot was in Shen Youchu's direction.

On the west side of the pavilion, as the Azure Sea Sword Qi swept towards the Axe-wielding Soul Saint, Chen Ze's black and white chess formation had just trapped his feet when Dugu Fu's Five Elements Poison Mist had already seeped into the opponent's protective aura—but the Soul Saint roared and dispersed the poison mist, and the giant axe slashed back at Shen Youchu's face!

The azure sword tide surged like rolling waves, yet the sword's momentum grew ever more dense.

Shen Youchu's wrist trembled slightly, and layers of blood-red patterns rippled on the icy blue sword blade.

When the third soul skill glowed with a faint crimson light, the sharpness of the blood blade piercing was compressed to the size of a needle tip. The air sizzled where the sword tip pointed, and the protective soul power was like thin oiled paper being corroded with micropores.

She suddenly withdrew her sword and spun around, her fourth soul ring blazing brightly. As the sword hummed, three intertwined blue and red afterimages tore through the dust and smoke—not a broad, surging wave, but three cascading waves of blood that gnawed at her joints like venomous snakes!
The first spike struck the ulna of the right wrist of the Giant Axe Soul Saint, forcing the axe handle to hastily snap back.

The second thrust was swifter than lightning, striking the gap between the left kneecap and patella, momentarily halting the axe's momentum;

The third stab pierced through almost immediately after the second stab, heading straight for the junction of the costal cartilage.

The three consecutive thrusts were so fast that the axe could not keep up with the spinning motion, and the giant axe, which was used to split mountains, became heavy and sluggish as it parried.

Chen Ze's black and white chessboard spread out powerfully on the ground, and when the giant axe cleaved down, it strangely stepped into the obstruction zone of the chessboard.

Dugu Fu moved like a shadowy figure through the blind spots of the chessboard, his domineering poisonous palm print, formed from the Five Elements Poison Mist, occasionally exploding into green smoke amidst the protective aura of the Soul Saint.

The Giant Axe Soul Saint roared and swept his sword, forcing Shen Youchu back, but a piece of his protective soul light was cut off from his ribs by the poisonous palm!
As for the last Soul Saint, golden light emanated from the east corner of the pavilion.

Where the figures of level 52 Zhu Wuneng and level 45 Gao Cuilan merged, a majestic five-zhang-tall divine body appeared. Golden cloud patterns emerged on the chest covered by golden armor, and six golden rings hung from the end of the long handle of the nine-toothed rake. The jade rake teeth emitted a warm and clear light in the dark night—it was the majesty of the commander of the Tianhe Navy, with "nine-toothed jade hanging teeth and double rings with golden leaves."

Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Marshal Tianpeng of the North Pole!

The hundred spear beams of the level 74 Soul Saint's thrust collided with the golden and red intertwined light wheel swirling from the rake.

The golden ring resounded like a great bell, and the two energies of water and fire intertwined and flowed within the rake blade: the crimson flames surged along the shaft toward the enemy's wrist, while the dark blue vapor enveloped the Soul Saint's ankles, forming a viscous vortex.

The Soul Saint roared, shattering the water and fire; the golden light at the tip of his spear surged, attempting to break free from the predicament.

The phantom image of Marshal Tianpeng strode forward like the beating of war drums!
With the Primordial Immortal Herb in his body and the gift from "Donghuang Taiyi", even in his first battle, his power was boundless.

The nine-toothed rake rolled upwards, its jade teeth precisely hooking the spear tassel and pulling it back with the force.

As the Gun Saint lost his balance and leaned forward, five distinct streams of soul power erupted from the handle of the rake (corresponding to all five elements) – green wood gave rise to red fire that burned his protective aura, white gold transformed into sharp energy that pierced his elbow joint, and black water solidified and pressed down on his knees.

As the Soul Saint staggered and retreated, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the bluestone ground beneath his feet.

The golden-armored god, having gained the upper hand, showed no mercy.

The rake swung like a celestial river pouring down, each strike carrying the powerful energy of the Five Elements.

The Soul Saint, wielding a spear, was forced to parry with his spear. The spear shaft bent like a bow under the continuous heavy blows, and beads of blood spurted from his tiger's mouth splashed onto the golden ring, hissing and steaming.

The five-zhang-tall golden-armored divine body pressed forward step by step, actually forcing the seven-ring Soul Saint to retreat towards the corner of the wall and the broken pillar.

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Faced with the tenacious resistance of the wounded Chang'an team, especially Marshal Tianpeng of the North Pole on the east side of the pavilion, who had cornered the Soul Saint with a gun, the five Soul Saints, who had been suppressed or even injured, suddenly erupted in humiliation and crisis!
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The giant axe-wielding Soul Saint had a piece of his protective soul light shattered by Dugu Fu's poisonous palm, and the burning pain stimulated his nerves.

Feeling Shen Youchu's increasingly dense "Azure Wave Sword Tide" constantly piercing his vital joints, and with his dodging path restricted by Chen Ze's "Black and White Chessboard," a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

He stomped on the ground with a powerful kick, shattering it!
The soul rings on the massive battle axe flashed rapidly, and the combination of the fifth and sixth rings unleashed a violent circular shockwave of soul power emanating from it.

Instead of wielding a giant axe to chop, he poured massive amounts of soul power into the axe, sweeping across the eight wastelands with a gale that could tear everything apart.

The sword instantly shattered the continuous wave of swords that Shen Youchu was surging towards, forcing her to parry with her own sword. Her protective sword energy was shaken and left with blue marks. She was sent flying back ten meters, blood spilling from her mouth.

The chessboard patterns flickered violently, forcing Chen Ze to change his move to maintain the stability of the game in order to withstand the brute force, causing his blood and qi to surge.

Dugu Fu's agile figure was also forced to slow down slightly.

At the same time, the terrifying wind pressure generated by the giant axe almost severed the supporting pillar at the west corner of the attic.

Northeast corner

Surrounded and overwhelmed by the four's exquisite teamwork, the Soul Saint of the Halberd was in a sorry state. Seeing that the triple halo of the Ruyi Chengxin Plate was forcibly boosting the opponent's combat power, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

The seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up—Martial Spirit True Form!
His soul power surged, and his halberd transformed into a ten-meter-long weapon (not necessarily longer, but stronger). He concentrated all his soul power at the tip of the halberd and forcibly spun it at high speed in place, ignoring his injuries.

Countless strands of soul power coalesced into sharp, incomparably powerful short halberd-shaped qi, shooting out in a ring like a storm.

It instantly and indiscriminately covered the entire surrounding space.

This wide-ranging, defenseless burst of power is like a storm of metal.

The lightning dragon halberd that He Qiang was wielding was deflected by the intense vibrations.

Chu Youwei's swift crane shadow was partially torn apart by the gale.

Ji Boda's flute playing was interrupted for a moment.

Liu Ruyan's nimble and cunning needle shadows forced him to quickly retreat to defend, block, or dodge.

The four's attack faltered, and the wounds on their bodies, which had just been healed by the life force field, were once again cut by the splashing sharp soul power, leaving tiny bloodstains.

(End of this chapter)