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

Chapter 1662 The Overlord Saint Emperor

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The air in the arena was stained with a chaotic hue by the torn vine fragments and exploding soul power.

In the back row of the Tian Dou team, Ling Xinyao held an ice staff that had taken shape using her soul skill. The dark blue ice crystals condensed and flowed, suddenly transforming into a cold sigh that spread outwards.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Icy Mist Chill!"

The pale, icy mist, visible to the naked eye, surged forward like a greedy, living creature, clinging to the alloy ground and churning with a sea of ​​life and destruction.

Wherever the mist passed, the lush, vibrant vines of life froze into a blue-white ice shell, while the grotesque, gnarled vines of destruction were covered in a deathly gray with a silent "sizzle."

This cold mist not only freezes the surface, but also subtly corrodes the soul energy channels hidden deep within the vines.

At the very front of the battle line, the attacks of the Three Heroes of Heaven were like the blazing sun exploding.

Tang Chen, who was the first to break through the formation, was enveloped in a dazzling golden light—his third spirit ring was roaring.

"Third Soul Skill - Iron-Blooded Overlord Body!"

A nearly solid golden light membrane covered his entire body, his muscles bulged like cast Vajra, his strength reached 100%, and his offense and defense both surged by 50%.

With the combined 50% boost to all attributes from Xue Shiming and Ning Zhongtian, Tang Chen was now very close to the threshold of Soul Saint in terms of combat power.

The raging aura of the overlord was like a tangible tsunami, crashing fiercely towards the purple figure a hundred meters away.

The gleaming silver Haotian Hammer in his hand spun like a madman!

"First Soul Skill - Earth-Shattering Strike!"

Before the hammer even fell, the sheer force of the blow caused the air to collapse, and a visible circular shockwave suddenly spread out from the hammerhead, crushing the two-colored vine sea more than ten meters ahead.

The frozen vines instantly turned to dust, and the resilient vines that were not frozen a little further away also let out an unbearable wail in this violent shock, breaking inch by inch. The aftershocks even carried a tearing shriek, rushing straight into the depths of the vine sea.

Tang Chen doesn't stop!

The hammer's shadow suddenly blurred!

"Second Soul Skill: Phantom Hammer Formation!"

Countless silver-blue hammer shadows exploded around him, densely packed. This hammer net, generated by the power of his invincible body, was a rapidly spinning metal storm that precisely shredded every inch of the emerald and purple vines.

Wherever the hammer's shadow fell, whether it was the vines of life or the touch of destruction, they were all shattered to pieces under the relentless heavy blows.

Behind Tang Chen, Ning Zhongtian followed with an elegant figure.

"Second Soul Skill Modification: Light Spear Assault - Group!"

The glazed tower suddenly shone brightly, and dozens of golden spears, formed from highly concentrated holy light, appeared instantly.

It wasn't a single-point sniper kill, but a barrage of sharp, continuous fire!
The light spear tore through the air, dragging a long, holy tail of flame, and frantically pierced into the weak points of the vine sea that had been torn apart by the shockwave and corroded by the ice mist.

Each thrust of the spear triggered a small-scale explosion of holy flames.

In mid-air, Xue Shiming, with her swan-like wings spread wide, surveyed the battlefield.

He spread his arms wide, and the first spirit ring around his body suddenly shone as brightly as the sun: "First Spirit Skill - Divine Golden Feather!"

A torrent of holy light poured down from the sky, and countless feathers flowing with a golden luster condensed out of thin air, instantly obscuring half of the arena.

These platinum-gold feathers did not fall; instead, they transformed into hundreds of spinning, sharp arrows, densely packed and accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through space, pouring down towards the vine sea and, more importantly, towards the purple figure standing at the core of the vine sea.

Intensive, pure, and sacred piercing power!

Chi Chi Chi -!
Under the cover of the golden feather storm, the fragile vines frozen by the ice mist were easily pierced, leaving countless honeycomb-like holes; the living vines that were still struggling and wriggling were eroded, burned and torn apart by the divine power.

The vine sea collapsed and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Above, a golden feather storm tore through the sky; in the middle, light spears shot out in unison, piercing through the formation; and behind, poisonous fog and icy cold eroded the source.

Furthermore, Tang Chen, at the forefront like a golden beast, tore open a gap with earth-shattering power and continuously widened it with the intricate array of phantom hammers. Although Zhi Xuan's emerald vine net and fast-growing interception in the back row were being suppressed by the higher-ranking vines and were on the verge of collapse, they still managed to firmly lock down the two wings.

Bai Tianrui's meteorite barrier and stellar repulsion continued to permeate, making Teng Hai's struggles increasingly sluggish.

The six of them were like a precisely operating killing machine, their efficiency chillingly high.

Tang Chen's imposing figure had already charged into the sea of ​​vines for sixty or seventy meters, leaving behind a path of destruction paved with endless fragments of vines.

That vast and turbulent sea of ​​vines, stretching for a hundred meters, was forcibly carved through two-thirds of it!

Xue Shiming's golden eyes flashed with a cold light amidst the flying feathers.

This is their planned tactic—speed!

With an oversaturated multi-attribute attack, it overwhelms the plant-type control system's core reliance—growth.

As long as the speed at which the vines are destroyed exceeds their growth limit... this Twin Vine Sea, which is considered a forbidden zone, is nothing more than... a paper cage.

Therefore, they almost exclusively chose the fastest low-level soul skill to launch a frenzied advance.

The broken vines twisted and vanished amidst the star fragments and remnants of icy mist.

Before Chen Xinyi, the vine barrier that once roared like a raging sea now appeared... crumbling, nearly half of it vanished without a sound.

Only her eyes and brows, gently brushed by the purple veil, remained as still as the deep waters of an ancient pool.

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A collective gasp and the rustling of clothing filled the spectator area below the battle platform.

Zhu Wuneng stood with his hands on his hips, his large eyes under his thick eyebrows fixed on the scene, clicking his tongue and saying, "It's not just for show, it's a 'royal' brand."

"This combat strength, methods, execution, and teamwork—they managed to break through nearly half of Sister Yi's vine formation!"

Chen Xiaojun, standing beside him, nodded slightly: "After all, they are veteran overlords, and Xue Shiming, Tang Chen, and others are firmly established in the top ten of the Prodigy Ranking."

"It's understandable that they could execute such tactics and display such power."

“Yes, yes, I can understand,” Zhu Wuneng nodded immediately, but he felt that “understanding” was not a good word and carried a negative connotation.

"Go ahead and play, play harder." Chen Shurui, leaning back in his chair, suddenly curled his lips into a lazy smile. "Wait until Sister Yi's mind starts to wander a little..."

"Then they will understand why some 'horror' takes a lifetime to experience."

"Yo ho!" Chen Mu, sitting in the back, leaned over and slapped Shu Rui on the shoulder. "You're really something else, you're almost as tall as Pigsy."

Zhu Wuneng was not annoyed at all. Instead, he raised his signature round head with a hint of smugness: "Hey! When it comes to being a 'shill'... oops! When it comes to his devotion to Sister Xiaoyi! Tell me, in our team, is there anyone else who is the only choice besides me?!"

"Sister Xiaoyi, she's serious." A voice so calm it almost blended into the air suddenly broke in.

The one who spoke was Chen Bin, who was leaning against a pillar. He was dressed simply in white, and his face showed little emotion.

"Seventh Young Master," Su Ningxia turned her head slightly, "you can even see that?"

Before Chen Bin could respond, Chen Mu chuckled, "That Seventh Brother! His most cunning feature is his eyes! Hidden under that expressionless face, if they were to dart around, who knows what he might be plotting!"

Chen Bin's lips seemed to twitch slightly, yet not quite: "Sister Xiao Yi is a teammate who is completely opposite to Zhu Wu Neng."

Zhu Wuneng was momentarily confused, scratching the back of his head in bewilderment. "What does that mean?"

Gao Cuilan, who was behind him, couldn't help but burst out laughing. She quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, and with a flicker of her eyes, she suppressed her laughter as she explained, "What Seventh Young Master means is that Miss is a god-like teammate."

"And you, Wuneng..."

She swallowed the rest of her sentence, only glancing at Zhu Wuneng with her mischievous, smiling eyes.

Zhu Wuneng choked instantly: "..."

(End of this chapter)