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

Chapter 1604 Noumenon Sect

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On the arena, the eerie atmosphere woven by meteorite vines covered an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters, with its intertwined branches and leaves radiating a cold, hard luster almost like metal.

Xiao Yi stood quietly deep within the vines, her level 63 soul power flowing steadily under the overlap of awakened vitality and moon-like markings. Her own space had silently unfolded—she did not unleash any more destructive power, but merely maintained the soft light of her second soul ring.

A continuous stream of turquoise light rippled from beneath her feet, climbing up every rough vine.

Compared to the Vines of Life, these vines, imbued with the power of meteorites, are far more violent. Their gnarled stems possess astonishing resilience and strangling force, moving like pythons through the green grass.

Within the vine net, the battle situation was precisely segmented:

The four members of the Body Sect—Long Xiaoqian (skin), Mo Xiaotian (fists), Chen Haokai (calves), and Ji Lintong (eyes)—used their extraordinary senses to dodge and weave through the gaps in the vines and traverse the iron thorn jungle.

However, the thick poisonous fog that Dugu Fu had painstakingly laid out ultimately hindered their coordination, and the four's originally tight formation was forcibly torn apart.

These martial spirits, which are based on their own flesh and blood, endow them with powerful close-combat physiques and agile combat skills, but they lack clever means of combined attacks.

The Body Sect has few members and distinctive characteristics, so even if they establish an academy, they don't have enough students and can only be placed in the provincial academy in the Oasis.

On the other side, Shan Wei, the successor of the Demon-Suppressing Sword, wielded a heavy sword whose power surpassed that of the Wind Demon Sword, Feng Sha. At this moment, he was fiercely clashing with Chen Mu's Seven Kill Sword, their sword energies intertwining and causing the Meteorite Vines to buzz.

The sandstorm control technique of the sand hyena Chu Heming was firmly suppressed by the vines generated by the "Endless Life" soul power. The quicksand was locked by the gnarled roots. Zhu Taihong seized the opportunity and wielded the Molten Heart Heavy Sword. The crimson blade was wrapped with heat waves like molten lava. He slashed heavily at Chu Heming's solidified stone armor one after another, sparks flying everywhere.

Tu Jin, the Scorpion of the Thorn Ridge, encountered Dugu Fu on a narrow path. One had a sinister look in his eyes, while the other was surrounded by a misty haze. Poisonous miasma and poisonous fog, tail hooks and poisonous stings clashed silently, and a bloody wind blew for a moment as the two poison masters searched for the flaws in each other's combinations.

In another corner of the vine-covered cage, Mo Xiaotian, the oasis assault soldier, was caught in a pincer attack.

This genius from the Body Sect, ranked 39th on the list of prodigies, was now firmly restrained by two completely different sword intents.

Chen Bin's figure was like a snake moving in the darkness. Before the sword tip arrived, the dark light of the third soul ring had already flowed quietly - "Dark Night Sword Shadow"!
Several pure black sword shadows split off from his body, each one like a venomous fang with its own will, some cunningly stabbing towards his ribs, others mysteriously emerging from the shadows to lock his wrists, and still others blocking Mo Xiaotian's retreat.

These shadowy sword shadows formed multiple encirclements, like a net woven by ghosts.

In the midst of this deep darkness, a blazing light suddenly tore through the vine shadows!

The longsword in Chen Shurui's hand had already transformed into a flowing river of light, and his third soul ring, "Dawn Sword Dance," was activated with overwhelming force!
The sword blade, swung at lightning speed, transformed into a blur of light and shadow, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. The sword light was no longer a cold, hard edge, but rather possessed both sharpness like the first rays of dawn and an endless, continuous flow like the tide.

Each blade's trajectory resembled the extension of dawn's rays, so fast that it left a dazzling trail. Even more terrifying was the frequency of its rapid, storm-like thrusts—before the light arc of the previous sword had dissipated, the next sword, carrying a warm killing intent, was already approaching the throat or heart.

Ink shadows and golden rays intertwine and churn in this space fragmented by vines.

Chen Bin's shadowy sword shadows were like a leech, clinging and sealing him off, while Chen Shurui's storm of lightsabers was like sunlight pouring down from the heavens, scorching and violent.

The two forces, like the natural fusion of light and shadow, wove together a seamless net of swords.

Mo Xiaotian roared and swung his fists, his crystallized skin and fists clashing against the incoming sword light, producing a deafening metallic clang.

However, the omnipresent shadows hindered his movements, and the endless lightsaber attacks forced him to parry and dodge.

In the center of that impenetrable storm of light and darkness, no matter how strong he was, he was forced to make a mess of his steps. All his vital points were covered by the cold blades. Every parry was fraught with danger, and every dodge was like dancing on the tip of a knife.

The combined sword dance of the fifty-first and fifty-second ranked prodigies on the Heavenly Pride Ranking suppressed their opponents, who were ranked more than ten places higher.

Chen Haokai was in an even worse situation. Su Ningxia wielded a willow-leaf straight sword, her figure elusive and seemingly real, the blade shifting unpredictably between flames and wind blades. Coupled with the sharp sword techniques refined by "Breathing of the Mist," he could only parry and retreat. The focus of the battle was undoubtedly in the center.

Oasis Captain Long Xiaoqian, ranked 22nd on the Prodigy Ranking, is now tightly bound by seven layers of azure vines.

The thick, pillar-like vines intertwined to form one sturdy ring after another, shifting and quickly repairing each other.

No matter how much of an impact this expert, whose skin was covered in crystal armor and whose strength could split rocks, could unleash, he could not completely tear apart the layers of the "Azure Cage" in an instant.

The resilience of the meteorite vine and the inexhaustible vitality infused by Xiaoyi made this seemingly simple restraint unbreakable.

With just a ray of light from her "Eternal Life" soul skill, Xiao Yi, like a chess player, dismembered, restrained, and imprisoned the powerful Oasis team, turning this wild vine forest into a precise war net.

Her other hand did not stop. A life force field quietly opened up, and pure, silk-like life soul power crossed the chaotic battlefield, silently seeping into the surging soul power in the Dust Shepherd Sword, replenishing the energy consumed by Zhu Taihong's each heavy strike, soothing the fatigue of Su Ningxia's high-speed movement, and supporting the even brighter light of the light and dark blades...

She alone is both the most deadly constraint on the entire battlefield and the inexhaustible source of life that keeps the team running.

This pinnacle of support and control ability, seamlessly blending control and recovery, even overshadowed the top academy team in the Hangrama province.

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Within the cage of the Meteor Vine, murderous intent coiled and bound together like the vines.

Caught between Meteor Vine and Su Ningxia, Chen Haokai roared, his sonic waves crashing against the gnarled stem: "Are you (Ji Lintong) ready yet?!"

"Second Awakening!"

His voice was urgent, and the muscles in his calves suddenly burst open with bronze-colored light patterns—the violent power of the second awakening of his main body's martial soul had completely erupted, and the bronze luster flowed through his veins like lava.

That was no ordinary soul skill, but a secret combat technique engraved in the bloodline of the Body Sect: "Bronze Leg Shadow!"

As the third spirit ring shone brightly, he spun around in mid-air and swept across, tearing apart the vine barrier with dozens of solid bronze afterimages.

Each afterimage carried a penetrating shockwave and thirty percent of the original body's power, the piercing shriek tearing through the air proclaiming the terrifying truth:

The strength of the second awakened calf martial soul far exceeds the limit of beast martial souls of the same level.

The light in Su Ningxia's eyes suddenly condensed into a blade.

Faced with the bronze storm that could carve through rock walls, her wrists flew like butterflies. Her left hand activated the dazzling golden light membrane of "Golden Glow" to instantly cover her body, while her right hand used the emerald green silk of "Green Glow" to coil around her body like a serpent—a secret technique of dual soul skills fusion: [Golden Silk Protection]!
A golden-green barrier, flowing with a liquid metallic luster and embedded with a flexible mesh structure, suddenly solidified.

The hard golden light deflected and rebounded the most violent impact, while the supple green silk, like water, wrapped around and dispersed the aftershocks.

The bronze leg shadow crashed into this wall that combined strength and flexibility, creating a deafening thud and an explosion of air, but ultimately failed to tear apart the absolute defense constructed by the colorful clouds.

At this moment, Ji Lintong, the only one who was not completely trapped, was a branch of the Huo family with the Spirit Eyes, known as the Eyes Without Light. His eyeballs had turned into black holes, but at this moment, the gray-white fog in his eye sockets was churning like boiling water.

The Spirit Eye Martial Soul, having completed its second awakening, pierced through the gaps in the vines—its infrared vision clearly revealed the outline of Xiao Yi's surging soul power thirty meters away, and the veins of the soul power flowing were clearly visible in his eyes.

The critical distance in the pupil reaches zero!
The third spirit ring, "Parasite of the Gaze," suddenly shone with a faint light, and an invisible yet solid mental coordinate, as firm as a steel nail, instantly pierced into the void beside Xiao Yi.

Space twisted and collapsed in an instant—Ji Lintong's true form disintegrated on the spot, and was precisely reassembled at the coordinate point a moment later.

The dark fist, imbued with the power to tear through space, aimed straight at the white-clad girl's back with a deadly intent.

(End of this chapter)