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

Chapter 1647 Sacred Technique? Crush it!
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Even though the four of them fought hard, it took a lot of effort for each one to be completely defeated.

The wolf's shadow shattered and transformed into moonlight, merging into the giant vine. A little further away, on the branches of the giant vine, a new wolf's head was silently coalescing.

The rate of extinction cannot keep up with the rate of regeneration!

After a brief struggle, dozens of shattered moonlight reflections appeared beneath the feet of the four, but Tuoba Xiong and Li Sha were the ones breathing more heavily.

Their desperate secret technique, Soul Power, was already burning wildly. Every bite from the silver wolf and every instance of Soul Power being devoured was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

……

On the high platform.

The Ghost King, who had been sitting upright, suddenly tightened his grip on the armrest with his left hand.

He gazed at the vast illusionary world below that enveloped the four of them, at the five-colored giant vine rooted beneath the silver moon and the surging tide of silver wolves, “…Scene-based illusion!”

With his dual cultivation in martial arts and his level 97 strength, he was able to see through what was happening inside that silver-white sphere of light.

……

The circular stands were buzzing like a beehive at that moment.

"Can't see clearly..."

"The entire arena was enveloped by that silvery-white sphere of light!"

"This looks like the Moon Illusionary Realm?"

"What kind of monster is Chen Xinyi? Its right eye is radiant with moonlight, and its left eye is a dreamlike illusion of the moon?"

"Not to mention the conventional twin martial souls and soul skills of Chen Xinyi, there are too many inherited skills. How many inherited martial skills has she used since the start of this competition? These strong teams are practically opening blind boxes."

"Big brother, that's a skull soul skill!"

"There's a difference? She hasn't used it much? How many times has she used it since the start of the competition?"

"Look! Her left eye is gathering... the divine light of the moon?!"

"Good heavens... how can someone maintain such a massive illusion and still be distracted to launch an attack?"

"How can we stop this? Who can withstand it?"

……

In the hazy, moonlit illusion that enveloped the area—the center of the enormous moon suspended above the evergreen vines—a condensed beam of light, several meters in diameter, suddenly shone brightly.

Moonlight Divine Light and Illusory Moon Wolf Realm have officially merged into the Moonlight Enchanted Realm!
The light was so pure that it almost sliced ​​through the silvery-gray hues of the illusion itself.

Target—No Joy at Night!

The oppressive force of the Moonlight Divine Light broke through the barrier of the mid-level Soul Saint and reached the high level.

Ye Wuhuan's pupils suddenly contracted to two points!
The dark power of the underworld gathered in front of him, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged out with strange, dark purple patterns.

Secret Technique: Reflection in the Netherworld!

At the cost of burning its own essence, the dying Netherworld power was forcibly reflected back into the most solid barrier.

Almost simultaneously—Yin Limei shrieked and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah Huan, watch out! Fifth Soul Skill - Jade Marrow Rebirth!"

Countless milky-white, condensed, jade-like venomous spider silks sprayed wildly, quickly enveloping the area in front of Ye Wuhuan and forming a warm yet deadly jade shield.

This shield can absorb impacts, but it also contains a highly toxic and corrosive substance that can backfire.

boom--!
The massive beam of moonlight crashed violently into the dark purple Netherworld Barrier and the milky white jade poison shield.

Tsk-!
The ear-piercing sound of energy annihilation tore at my eardrums.

The dark purple and milky white light quickly dimmed, scorched, and disintegrated under the immense power of the moon, while the divine light of the moon radiance advanced layer by layer with unstoppable momentum.

The shield shattered completely!

The remaining moonlight splattered fiercely onto Ye Wuhuan's arms, which were crossed to protect his chest.

"Well--!"

He was hit hard and sent flying backward!

His sleeves instantly carbonized, exposing charred and blistering flesh that splattered with blood and foam. He lost consciousness while still in mid-air, crashing to the ground and rolling more than ten meters before coming to a stop.

Blood trickled down from the charred corners of his mouth, and his breathing was weak and disordered. Fortunately, at the last moment, the two layers of defense neutralized most of the power, preventing him from dying on the spot.

But this result plunged the three people in the room into an icy abyss.

Yin Limei looked at the blood she had vomited and the charred figure of her captain in the distance, and her body trembled slightly.

The Netherworld has completely disappeared.

The pale blue figure maintaining the Moon Illusion Wolf Realm was currently keeping the illusion in its left eye, while its right eye had just unleashed the power of a high-level Soul Saint...

She stood there, moonlight streaming over her, unfathomable. ...

VIP Room No. 76.

A storm raged in Han Yiyu's usually calm eyes: "A Saintly Technique?...That girl fused with a Saint King-level skull?!"

"The Chen family actually gave her a sacred bone...aren't they afraid someone will try to sabotage her?!"

Xuan Qingya silently pushed the now-cold tea in her cup away: "Otherwise, why would Fifth Sister sit down directly on the sidelines? This is blatant intimidation."

"With Chen Hong added to the mix, and two titles already in place, who would dare to snatch it?"

"Anyone who dares to touch her must be capable of withstanding the wrath of the Chen family."

Han Yiyu took a deep breath, suppressing her shock. "That's right, my senior brother saw through her as someone 'unpredictable'..."

"The Chen family, who are in the midst of it all, probably see it even more clearly."

"This Saint King-level skull is clearly for self-defense... That makes sense."

Her gaze swept over Yang Jingxue, who was sitting upright on the sidelines below, and her fingertips unconsciously traced the cold window frame. "We should go down too and leave with Fifth Sister."

……

One minute.

The enormous silver-white sphere that had enveloped the arena silently receded, flowing back into Xiaoyi's slightly closed left eye like a tide.

The moonlight faded away.

The scene inside was now completely unobstructed.

Xiao Yi stood alone in the center of the ravaged battlefield.

The bluish-white stains on the hem of the garment were almost glossy under the scorching sunlight.

The only thing that tells you she's not a stone statue is the few strands of purple hair at her temples, soaked with sweat and clinging to her cheeks, and the slightly rapid rise and fall of her chest.

The soaring light of soul power around him had subsided, but a deeper, thicker aura settled in the air, making it hard to breathe.

The figure standing opposite was gone.

Ye Wuhuan lay face down in the crack of the broken stone slab, a small pool of dark red blood slowly seeping out beneath him, without making a sound.

Tuoba Xiong also collapsed, his bronze-colored skin covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and a faint, dark green corpse aura wafted from his broken mouth and nose.

His eyes, once burning with madness, stared blankly at the ground ahead. The weakness from the overexertion of his secret technique and the excruciating pain from his dislocated bones caused his body to convulse uncontrollably.

Li Sha, gripping the Bloodthirsty Blade, managed to kneel on one knee.

The eerie blood-red light on the blade had completely died down, leaving only the pitted edge.

The dark blood beneath the skin of his right arm completely faded, revealing a deathly pale complexion from excessive blood loss. The backlash from the Blood Burning and Soul Slaughtering Technique began to manifest, and each breath brought excruciating pain deep within his lungs.

Yin Limei and Xiao Yi were sitting slumped on the ground, their arms supporting them, their fingertips digging deep into the soil.

The bloodstains at the corner of her mouth trickled down, dripping onto the tattered pink gauze dress. Her eyes were filled with only fear and bewilderment at facing such a colossal creature, and her body was still trembling unconsciously.

Dead silence.

Complete silence.

Even the wind seemed to freeze on this land that had been repeatedly ravaged.

Until a piercing buzzing sound erupted from the amplified soul guide, waking the frozen world.

The referee stiffly raised his right flag:

"All members of the Wujian Academy are either incapacitated or unconscious; the outcome is already decided!"

"The victor—Chang'an Academy!"

boom!
The emotions that had been building up in the circular stands finally found an outlet.

“Oh my god—!”

"She really did defeat seven opponents in one go!"

"Dust-covered robes! A banished immortal!"

"One against seven! One against seven!"

"It's one millstone and seven ounces!"

"National Championship! A first in history, a moment that will go down in the annals of competition!"

The buzzing, screams, and incredulous gasps blended into a massive sonic boom that nearly lifted the roof off, causing the entire Soul Arena to boil over in an instant.

……

Yang Jingxue, standing slowly off the stage, finally caught the attention of many people.

Many people were stunned; this was the first time a Title Douluo had ever stepped down from the arena.

(End of this chapter)