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

Chapter 1668 What the hell is this thing?

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The air above the high platform was ripped open by the Ghost King's hoarse voice: "Set... Martial Soul?"

Those four words, tinged with hesitant surprise, struck the hearts of all the Title Douluos.

The invisible pressure suddenly eased!
The frost-covered ring on Yu Yongyuan's finger quietly warmed up, and he immediately followed up, his tone urgent and enlightened: "Senior Ghost King, you are wise!"

"Although 'set-type martial souls' are mostly found among weapon-type martial souls... there are countless wonders among the myriad martial souls!"

"If this is a set of martial souls that features the symbiosis of plant-type vines... then the image of this woman with multiple vines in her body makes sense!"

Ji Hongming and Qinghuang Sword Master quickly exchanged a glance, their eyes still filled with solemnity, but they both nodded slightly.

Xiao Yicai took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the inconspicuous figure in the spectator area of ​​the Chang'an team. He said meaningfully, "That brat from the Chen family has a sword-wielding martial soul, and this little girl has a vine-wielding martial soul... They are quite a good match."

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Box No. 89.

The lean, middle-aged-looking Serpent Spear Douluo, She Yaolei, crossed his arms in front of him, his voice low and deep: "As expected... being prepared in advance was necessary. This turn of events has exceeded our expectations..."

This old man hasn't reappeared since his first appearance on the high platform, and he doesn't mingle with those titled princes.

The platinum bishop, Qian Gu Hongying, stood to the side, his face ashen, as he thrust his sword, the Azure Gold Sword Willow, through countless distances in the arena: "The Chen family... produces many monsters!"

She Yaolei turned his head to the side, a very faint smile curving his lips: "Brother Hongying, as a platinum bishop before the Pope... the burden on your shoulders is about to become even heavier."

Qian Gu Hongying is one of the four Platinum Bishops of the Spirit Hall, the top among the Platinum Bishops, and of the same generation as She Yaolei, with little difference in age.

Level 89, titled combat power.

Qian Gu Hongying twitched his nostrils slightly and let out a very soft snort: "No matter how great the pressure is... that old guy from Beiming Xinghai will be the first to bear the brunt!"

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Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

The pressure suddenly increased beneath the shadow of that towering, sword-like lapis lazuli vine!

Unlike the other three vines, the more than ten "sword spine" vine whips wrapped around the main trunk are like a living array of giant swords, with the precise coordination of some kind of cold machinery.

Each strike pierced the air silently, hurtling straight down!

This guy is also involved in organized crime, uh, crackdowns on it.

puff! puff! puff! puff!
The sharp vine spines at the ends, like heavy battering rams, pierced fiercely into the "star barrier" that Bai Tianrui had been supporting with all his might.

The thick light membrane, formed by the compression and condensation of stardust crystals, was instantly chiseled into more than a dozen deep pits, and spiderweb-like cracks burst open dazzlingly from the point of impact.

"Hmph!" Bai Tianrui, at the core of the barrier, turned pale as he felt a dozen powerful shocks surging towards him. He clenched his teeth, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The voice was forced out from deep in his throat, hoarse like metal scraping: "Little Xuanzi, what the hell is this thing?! Think of a way, otherwise my shell won't be able to withstand a few rounds of its pounding."

His soul power burned wildly and poured into the furnace, the star barrier spun rapidly, and the deepest pits were barely wriggling and closing up.

however--

hum!hum!hum!
The second wave of attacks came like a torrential downpour into a lake, with even more "swords" from the vine-like spines striking precisely.

Old wounds haven't healed, and new ones have already appeared!
Those tiny cracks, like viruses, began to stubbornly climb and expand on the surface of the barrier.

Zhi Xuan's pupils contracted sharply. The Azure Vine he was controlling was now coiling like a snake, trying to entangle those deadly vines.

Snapped!Snapped!
The newly wrapped azure vine didn't even have time to tighten before it was instantly severed by the sharp "blade" edge of the sword spine whip.

The cut was smooth as a mirror, and the broken vine fell limply to the ground. Zhi Xuan forced a muffled groan, veins throbbing on his forehead: "Damn it, Sword Willow Vine! I recognized it! Little Rui, listen up—"

The sword willow vine was originally cyan with a metallic texture, but now it has turned directly into a cyan-gold color. He recognized it only after seeing its power.

He didn't dare to slow down at all, and his second spirit ring, 'Regeneration,' flashed.

The broken edge of the azure vine seemed to be infused with a potent life-giving liquor, regenerating wildly.

Immediately afterwards, the first spirit ring lit up, "Rapid Growth!"

With a roar, the broken vine transformed into a newborn venomous dragon, growing to over twenty meters in length, and once again fearlessly lunged forward to entangle them.

"This thing is incredibly sharp; it could cut your manhood without you feeling a thing."

"And it happened so quietly, you understand? The boss's clone was touched on the back by it—"

The sentence was abruptly cut off.

Click! Snap! Snap!
A series of teeth-grinding cutting sounds.

Those newly sprouted Azure Vine Spirit Pythons, brimming with tenacious vitality, were sliced ​​into countless pieces in mid-air by the numerous "thin leaf flying knives" attached to the Sword Willow Vine as it seemingly swung around.

Juice splattered at the break.

"Damn it!" Zhi Xuan's face turned deathly pale, and he blurted out a curse, "Is this how you peel potatoes?! Are you trying to kill a person?!"

A cold wave has arrived!

Support has arrived.

Ling Xinyao, who had been guarding the flank, made a hand seal and pointed her ice staff forward.

"Go!" With a low shout, a dark blue icy mist surged out like a poisonous miasma, precisely enveloping the foremost few twisting and tangling sword spine vines.

Fine ice crystals instantly climbed up the lapis lazuli vine.

The cost of the ice fog invasion is considerable.

Ling Xinyao, who had been fighting all along, breathed slightly rapidly, causing a few strands of hair that were damp with sweat and stuck to her skin to flutter in the wind.

The blue and white ice armor, stained with mud and dust, clung tightly to her shapely dress, outlining the fine sweat stains.

Her delicate brows furrowed, a hint of barely suppressed annoyance flashing in her usually icy eyes—her almost obsessive-compulsive instincts were fiercely stirred by the stickiness and filth, yet she didn't even have a moment to raise her hand to brush away a single speck of dust.

Fujii's attacks were like a relentless tidal wave, emerging like venomous snakes from the left and right flanks, behind him, from the blind spots above, and even from the shadowy cracks in the ground.

Every second, she, Zhixuan, and Ling Xinyao need to use their soul skills at the highest frequency to block, intercept, and delay.

The heavy pressure from the front fell on Tang Chen and Ning Zhongtian's shoulders.

Just as the icy mist momentarily slowed the sharpness of the sword willow, a few warm, pinkish-white fireflies quietly drifted down.

The gentlest touch was placed between Bai Tianrui's eyebrows.

A pure and vast current of life warmth was instantly injected.

"Hmph..." He let out a low, relieved groan, the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth quickly dried, and the shimmering light of the barrier visibly became solid and bright again.

The redemptive power from Ye Zijun's Nine-Heart Begonia is like spring rain on a dried-up river.

"Look!" Zhixuan's voice cracked with surprise, rising abruptly.

Bai Tianrui suddenly looked up, following the direction of Zhi Xuan's trembling finger—the gap in the ground before the Star Barrier, which had just been frozen by the Ice-Sealing Vine Whip…

An indescribable, powerful aura, embodying all the essence of verdant life...

Groundbreaking ceremony!
(End of this chapter)