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

Chapter 1897 The Champion! The loser is speechless, the victor's lingering charm remains.

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The enormous white moon chrysanthemum not only firmly supported the giant hammer, but its platinum petals even began to slowly rise upwards.

No matter how much the giant hammer trembled or how much the golden-red holy flames burned, it could not press down even a fraction further.

After a few breaths of stalemate—

"Open!" Chen Yanwu and Yue Qingsi were of one mind and exerted their power at the same time.

The enormous white moon chrysanthemum suddenly erupted with an extremely dazzling moon-white radiance, and a projectile force containing solidity, flexibility, space, purification, and sword intent burst forth.

Boom!

The enormous hammer of the Heavenly Emperor was forcefully lifted and deflected by this seemingly delicate moon chrysanthemum.

The giant hammer tumbled and flew backwards into the air, its light quickly dimming and dissipating.

However, the power of "White Moonlight" did not end there.

Then, from the center of the rapidly erected moon chrysanthemum, a moon-white sword light containing the sharpness of the moon and the murderous intent of the illusory heart shot out silently and as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, his gaze swept over the three heroes of Tian Dou below, whose soul power was in disarray and whose defenses were wide open due to the forced breaking of their martial soul fusion technique.

puff!puff!puff!
Blood suddenly appeared!
On the chests of the three, there appeared a deep, moon-white sword wound that revealed bone and torn flesh.

The terrifying sword intent and mental impact invaded his body.

Tang Chen, already severely injured and on the verge of collapse, didn't even utter a sound. His eyes glazed over, and his burly body crashed to the ground, completely unconscious.

Ning Zhongtian, who was the weakest in terms of physique, had his protective soul power collapse under the impact of the sword intent. His vision went black and he collapsed softly.

Only Xue Shiming, thanks to the strong physique bestowed upon him by the swan and his relatively minor injuries, gritted his teeth and did not fall, even though he was spitting blood.

After being thrown dozens of meters, his feet dug two deep furrows in the ground. Finally, he supported himself with his hands, knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath.

The Martial Soul Fusion Technique was dispelled, and the white moon chrysanthemum dissipated.

Although Chen Yanwu and Yue Qingsi looked slightly pale and had exhausted themselves, they had no obvious injuries, only their auras had returned to normal.

They stood side by side, their gazes calmly fixed on Xue Shiming, who was barely holding on in the distance.

Chen Yanwu's clear, cold voice rang out, breaking the deathly silence of the battlefield: "Captain Shiming, shall we continue?"

Xue Shiming struggled to lift her head, her gaze sweeping across the battlefield, a gloom of despair enveloping her heart.

The opponent still has two main forces in relatively good condition, and although the core of the Moon Palace is damaged, it has not completely collapsed. Meanwhile, our side has no more usable troops, and we ourselves are also severely injured, with our soul power almost exhausted, and we are at our last gasp.

Continuing to fight would only worsen the injuries and would serve no purpose whatsoever.

The last glimmer of light in Xue Shiming's eyes faded completely, and he slowly closed them.

"Tian Dou Team... surrenders."

The last hope of a comeback was shattered with Xue Shiming's surrender.

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Inside the Chang'an team's private box.

"Yay! My sister and her friends won! That's awesome!" Zhu Wuneng suddenly jumped up from his seat, waving his arms and legs excitedly, his chubby face flushed red.

However, his cheer sounded particularly abrupt in the now quiet private room.

Dugu Fu, Ma Liang, Ma Wencai, He Qiang, Chu Youwei, Shen Youchu, Liu Ruyan… all eyes were fixed on him, their expressions varied—some helpless, some teasing, some understanding, and a fleeting sadness in Chu Youwei's eyes. Zhu Wuneng quickly covered his mouth, awkwardly shrinking his neck, and chuckled sheepishly, “Uh… I misspoke, I misspoke, hehe…”

That's right. The Yuehua team won the championship with a perfect record, while the Chang'an team could only come in second. It was really inappropriate for him, a member of the Chang'an team, to cheer for the opponent (even though it was his own sister's team).

Chu Youwei sighed softly, a sigh that contained so much: regret for not being able to lift the championship trophy herself, helplessness at the fact that Chen Xiaojun and Xiaoyi were absent from the crucial battle due to their unexpected accident, and recognition of the formidable opponent.

He Qiang keenly sensed her emotional fluctuations, reached out, and warmly grasped her slightly cool, soft hand.

Chu Youwei's dream has always been to stand on this highest podium.

Shen Youchu looked at the Yuehua team members who were being helped up by their teammates and said coldly, "The strength of the Yuehua team... is too strong."

Liu Ruyan nodded slightly and whispered to Chu Youwei, "Yes. In the finals, the strength and resilience they displayed were beyond imagination. Unless..."

She paused, "Unless both Miss Yi and Young Master are present, there is no... chance of winning."

Shen Youchu floated over and said, "There's also the mainland finals!"

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the other side.

"Holy crap! Martial Soul Fusion Skill! White Moonlight?! Big Sister has quietly pulled off something big!" Chen Shurui was so excited he almost jumped up, pointing at Chen Yanwu and Yue Qingsi below, his face full of excitement that said, "My Big Sister is awesome."

Even Lian Chenbin's usually icy face cracked slightly as he nodded, "Indeed... unexpected."

With a playful smile on his face, Chen Mu nudged Chen Xiaojun with his elbow: "Hey, Sixth Brother, are you still sitting here watching? Big Sister's title of 'Heavenly Sound Sword Master' will probably need to be supplemented with something like 'Moonlight Sword Master'. Tsk tsk, if the Brocade Zither Sword Technique isn't enough, add a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and then who in the world won't know you!"

Chen Xiaojun completely ignored Chen Mu's rambling, his eyes still glued to Yue Qingsi, and slowly said, "I've figured out one thing."

"What's up?" Chen Mu and Chen Shurui immediately leaned over, looking on with curiosity.

Chen Xiaojun nodded towards the moonlit blue silk: "Her martial soul, the Nine Heavens Embracing the Moon Chrysanthemum, is also a king-level martial soul. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to achieve such a perfect balance with her elder sister's 'Illusory Heart Seven Kill Sword' in terms of attributes, grade, and potential, thus creating a stable and powerful martial soul fusion skill like 'White Moonlight'. Tai Chi Yin and Yang, mutually generating and restraining each other, the foundation must be equal."

Chen Mu slapped his forehead: "Hiss... You really have to admit! Thinking about it carefully, she had the upper hand in her previous duel with Ning Zhongtian, and that was a regular competition. Based on the control, attack range, and spirit strength she displayed today, she's definitely in the top 20! Those people in Tianshi City who are in charge of rankings are probably going to be drowned in the spittle of the spirit master world this time!"

Chen Xiaojun's lips curled into a wicked smile, as if he were watching a good show: "Hey, them, they're used to it anyway, they don't care about having too much debt or too many lice."

Chen Mu's eyes darted around: "Speaking of which, did her King-level Martial Soul mutate directly? Or did she also consume a Grade-Nine Treasure Medicine or Immortal Herb? Uh, the Yue family is skilled at growing chrysanthemums..."

Chen Xiaojun smirked, his sword flashing obliquely: "Why do you care so much about other people? It's not like they're looking for a wife. Perhaps you're having romantic thoughts? Why don't you ask your older sister?"

Chen Mu spat, "Sixth Brother, people with this kind of heart see everything as dirty..."

Chen Xiaojun nodded: "Yeah, I caught it from you."

Chen Shurui nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world, raising his voice at the end: "Sixth Brother... is right."

Chen Mu looked disgusted and said, "Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill is indeed powerful, but the name 'White Moonlight'... uh, it's too poetic. To each their own."

Chen Xiaojun and his brothers exchanged glances, still shaken.

However, he was thinking about something else: the situation of his eldest sister, Chen Yanwu, and Yue Qingsi was similar to the spirit fusion skill of Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo in later generations.

The Nine Heavens Moon-Embracing Chrysanthemum and the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum are extremely similar, the only difference being the presence of the sun and moon.

Both the Illusionary Heart Seven Kill Sword and the Ghostly Demon belong to the ethereal realm, the Void category.

Their combinations are all of the yin and yang type, and they all occupy the yang position, with yin within yang.

Yin within Yang? Old Ju's behavior towards Xiaoyueguan wasn't just because of his deceased sister, but because he practiced it wrong?
Then, Chen Mu muttered, "Now, Sixth Brother, Third Brother, and Eldest Sister all have Spirit Fusion Skills. We didn't have any before, but now a bunch of us have them. Our luck is unmatched... I wonder when someone will get a Spirit Fusion Skill like me."

A thought struck Chen Xiaojun: Luck? Fortune?
He subconsciously brushed his brow.

(End of this chapter)