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

Chapter 1815 Phoenix Lord of the Blazing Clouds
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Ma Liang seemed to think that the time was about right.

Just as Bian Zhu activated his first soul skill, "Mystic Shield Guard," and charged forward with his shield, Xiang Feng once again swooped down, flapping his wings and unleashing his first soul ring, "Mystic Iron Cross Slash."

As Winter blocked him from the side, he lightly tapped the ground with his left foot, and his whole body floated backward several meters as if weightless.

While in mid-air, Ma Liang looked at the three pursuers and calmly said, "First Soul Skill - Phoenix Meteor Fist."

He raised only his left hand and threw a punch forward.

In an instant, dozens of blazing fist shadows, composed of condensed flames, roared out. These fist shadows quickly combined in the air, vaguely forming a phantom of a fiery phoenix about to take flight, carrying scorching air waves, to meet the opponent attacking from the left, center, and right.

boom!
The fiery phoenix crashed into the three of them!

The soul skills of Lin Dong, Bian Zhu, and Xiang Feng instantly collapsed. The three of them let out a miserable groan and were blasted away, crashing heavily ten meters away, looking utterly disheveled.

Before they could recover from the dizziness and burning pain brought on by the violent attack, an even more terrifying aura descended.

Ma Liang raised his left hand high, palm facing the sky.

In an instant, a dazzling crimson flame beam shot into the sky, soaring straight into the heavens!
Immediately afterwards, the towering flames did not dissipate, but instead rapidly condensed, compressed, and shaped in his hands.

A giant longsword, over twenty meters long and composed of extremely concentrated crimson flames, appeared in Ma Liang's hand.

The blazing blade radiated suffocating heat and destructive pressure; the emanating heat made those nearby feel their skin burning and their breathing difficult.

Phoenix Heavenly Blade!

The Blade of Heavenly Punishment hovered in mid-air, then, like a collapsing mountain, it slashed fiercely at the three members of Winter's Triumph who had fallen to the ground.

In the eyes of Lin Dong, Bian Zhu, and Xiang Feng, Ma Liang, wielding such a divine weapon, exuded a terrifying aura that was both godlike and demonic.

A chilling, unprecedented sense of impending death gripped them instantly, almost stopping their hearts from beating.

Especially in the dead of winter, his icy blue pupils suddenly contracted to their limit, and an emotion called "regret" surged into his heart for the first time so clearly.

A chilling fear spread throughout my body, even overshadowing the physical pain.

"I'm going to die?!" The thought flashed through my mind uncontrollably.

"Why did I challenge him?!" she thought, filled with despair.

Just as Lin Dong closed his eyes to await death, and Bian Zhu and Xiang Feng were horrified—

The giant flaming blade suddenly stopped just three meters above their heads.

The violent energy fluctuations subsided instantly, but the scorching heat still hit them, burning their faces and causing cold sweat to soak their backs, which were then steamed by the high temperature, leaving them in a very sorry state.

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Looking at the three people below, their faces as pale as paper and covered in cold sweat, Ma Liang smiled gently.

He didn't look at them again, and with a sudden swift movement, he swung the Flaming Heavenly Blade horizontally towards the wall in an empty spot to the side, seemingly without a care in the world.

Boom! ! !

A loud bang!
The courtyard wall, built of thick stone blocks, was as fragile as paper before that crimson blade of light, instantly cleaved open with a huge gap. The blade mark was clear and deep, the rocks at the edges melted into flowing lava by the high temperature, and fragments of stone mixed with the remaining flames flew everywhere, filling the air with smoke and dust.

The whole place was dead silent.

All the boys stared wide-eyed at the collapsed courtyard wall and the rising flames and smoke, their minds blank, with only the afterimage of that single slash remaining.

Ma Liang dismissed the flaming longsword in his hand, straightened the cuffs of his perfectly wrinkle-free red outfit, clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the three slumped on the ground, and said with his usual gentle tone, "Thank you for your concession."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Wait!" Winter struggled to sit up, staring intently at Ma Liang's retreating figure. "You're strong... ridiculously strong. One hand, without even activating your martial spirit... are you really... about my age?"

Xiang Feng also exclaimed in disbelief, "Impossible! They're about the same age as us, how can they be so strong?!"

Ma Liang stopped, turned to the side, and calmly looked at Lin Dong: "This world is vast! I'm thirteen years old this year, perhaps a few months older than you."

Boo!
A clear and melodious phoenix cry echoed from the heavens above!

A dazzling crimson light erupted from Ma Liang's body in an instant!

A pair of enormous fiery wings, each stretching over three meters, suddenly unfolded behind him!

Every feather was exquisitely detailed, shimmering with a molten gold-like luster, exuding a fiery and majestic aura, illuminating the warehouse compound in a magnificent light.

"Ma Liang, Level 45, Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul - Nine Heavens Rainbow Phoenix!"

"Forty-five levels?!" Bian Zhu and Xiang Feng were so terrified by this "horrifying" level difference that they collapsed to the ground, unable to even speak properly.

Winter stared blankly at the pair of burning phoenix wings, muttering to herself, "Level 45?! How... how is this possible?"

His proud level 28 Soul Master, at the same age, was as insignificant as dust in front of the Soul Master, a full 17 levels lower.

Zhu Wuneng crossed his arms and said with a grin, "What's impossible about it! Although Xiao San is a Soul Sect member, he's on the continent's list of prodigies! Ranked 65th, he's known in the martial arts world as 'Chang'an Jade-Faced Young Master' 'Liaoyun Phoenix Lord'! Ever heard of him?"

"The Continental Prodigy Ranking..." Lin Dong chewed on this distant and unfamiliar term, his eyes becoming even more bewildered.

Zhu Wuneng's voice grew even louder: "That's right! The list of 100 geniuses is made up of hundreds of thousands of young soul masters under the age of 25 across the entire continent. You can count the number of people his age who can make it on your fingers."

"Don't underestimate him just because he's only a Soul Master. He's defeated more than one or two Soul Kings and Soul Emperors. Just this time, when he wiped out your Bone-Digging Gang, he single-handedly held off two Soul Kings, plus dozens of giant bats. If it weren't for his good temper, you would all be..."

His words made Ma Liang, who was standing with his back to him, tremble slightly involuntarily, and he barely managed to cover his face.

Everyone else says it's alright, but you, Pigsy, say this? What's the meaning of that?!
Lin Dong, Bian Zhu, and all the boys who heard these words fell into a deathly silence.

Looking at the red-robed youth in the arena, clad in phoenix flames and resembling a divine being, and then at themselves, a tremendous, insurmountable sense of chasm weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

The top geniuses of the mainland, who spend their days squatting in this dim underground space, cannot imagine what it's like.

Xiang Feng murmured, "He's actually someone on the Prodigy Ranking, but he's just a follower..."

Zhu Wuneng's cheeks twitched.

Chen Mu curled his lip and said, "I think Wu Neng is shouting so loudly and going through all that trouble to introduce himself, just to promote himself later!"

Chen Xiaojun chuckled and replied, "It's a pity that those children were too frightened to react. He must be exhausted right now."

An Mingyuan couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle to himself.

(End of this chapter)