Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

His voice boomed like thunder, each word filled with boundless rage.

Tang San was forced to retreat under Lu Yu's fierce offensive. Although Xuan Yu Shou was strong, it was struggling against Lu Yu's Jeet Kune Do.

His arms became increasingly sore and numb, and his soul power circulation gradually became sluggish.

Finally, under Lu Yu's heavy punch, Tang San could no longer hold on. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, his breath weak.

Lu Yu glanced around, and the other opponents on the field seized the opportunity to rush over, attempting to surround and attack.

He snorted coldly, his figure swept past like a whirlwind, and his fists and feet struck out like thunder. In a few breaths, all the attackers were blown away, screaming and falling to the ground, unable to get up.

Dai Mubai tried to get up again, but Lu Yu struck him in the chest with a side kick, causing him to spit out blood and completely lose consciousness.

Inside the Soul Arena, only Lu Yu remained standing for a moment. Although his breathing was somewhat disordered, his aura remained as imposing as a mountain.

In the audience, a glint of light flashed in Liu Erlong's eyes, and he whispered, "I knew this kid wasn't that simple."

Flander pushed up his glasses, a slight smile of satisfaction appearing on his lips.

However, the battle is not over.

On the field, Yu Chen's figure slowly appeared, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and the phantom of the purple lightning dragon behind him was faintly visible, exuding a terrifying pressure.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing struggled to hold on against Yu Chen's Purple Lightning Dragon attack. Ning Rongrong's soul power was nearly exhausted, Oscar was teetering on the brink of collapse, and Huang Yuan's strength was far inferior to Yu Chen's. The only one who could truly fight Yu Chen was Lu Yu.

Yu Chen's gaze locked onto Lu Yu, his voice low yet filled with boundless fighting spirit: "Lu Yu, I've long wanted to compete with you."

Today, I will not admit defeat unless you can completely defeat me!

His voice carried an undeniable firmness, and behind him, a great light shone, and the phantom of the purple lightning dragon solidified completely, roaring as it soared into the sky.

Lu Yu clenched his fists, and the aura of thunder behind him surged wildly, as if a thunder god had descended to earth.

He gave a low shout: "Alright, let's do it!"

Before he could finish speaking, he unleashed his soul skill, "Thunderbolt."

The power of thunder erupted like a torrent, transforming into streaks of lightning that rushed towards Yu Chen.

Yu Chen was not to be outdone, unleashing his soul skill "Purple Qi Comes from the East".

The purple lightning dragon roared and pounced on Lu Yu, its terrifying lightning power colliding within the battle arena, creating a deafening roar.

Thunderous light enveloped the entire arena, the blinding light making it almost impossible for the audience to look directly at it.

Lu Yu and Yu Chen's figures appeared and disappeared amidst the lightning, their fists and feet clashing, their soul power colliding, and waves of energy sweeping out like a tide.

The entire arena seemed to be torn apart by this terrifying power; the ground cracked, the air trembled, and the intensity of the battle was terrifying.

Lu Yu's fists carried the power of thunder, each strike seemingly tearing through the void. Yu Chen's purple lightning dragon roared and counterattacked, the power of lightning intertwining in the air, transforming into ferocious arcs of light.

The battle between the two had transcended the realm of ordinary Soul Masters, and every clash caused the audience to hold their breath.

Liu Erlong clenched his fists, his eyes filled with shock: "This is a true battle of geniuses!"

Amidst the lightning, Lu Yu and Yu Chen's figures constantly intersected, their fists and feet clashing, their soul skills colliding, and the energy fluctuations within the battle arena had reached their peak.

Who will emerge victorious in this ultimate showdown?
The thunder roared as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking. In an instant, the arena was completely enveloped by terrifying lightning waves, as if a raging storm was sweeping across it. The air was filled with a scorching atmosphere, the ground cracked, and dust flew everywhere.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong were the first to be hit. The power of the thunder struck them like a giant hammer. The two were almost powerless to fight back. They spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the edge of the field. Their breaths were weak and they had completely lost their fighting ability.

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Huang Yuan were barely able to stand, but their faces were as pale as paper, their clothes were torn by lightning, and blood seeped from the corners of their mouths. They were clearly on their last breath, their soul power was almost exhausted, and their fighting strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

The entire venue was a mess, and the aftershocks of the thunder still echoed in the air, emitting a low, unsettling hum.

The opposing Dark Tiger team also suffered heavy losses, with almost all members wiped out, except for Yu Chen who remained standing on the field.

His figure appeared aloof and ferocious against the backdrop of lightning, with the aura of a purple lightning dragon faintly visible behind him, radiating a suffocating pressure.

In contrast, Lu Yu's side had almost zero combat strength, and Xiao Wu and the others were seriously injured and unable to assist in the battle.

Lu Yu took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping across the arena like a knife, a resolute glint in his eyes.

This was no longer a team competition, but a real life-or-death battle between him and Yu Chen.

Huang Yuan gritted his teeth, enduring the surging pain within his body, and staggered forward a step, his voice hoarse but firm: "Lu Yu, I can still fight! Let's attack together, Yu Chen is no match for us!"

His eyes were filled with resentment, his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, clearly unwilling to let Lu Yu face such a powerful enemy alone.

Lu Yu turned to look at Huang Yuan, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He shook his head, his tone heavy yet leaving no room for doubt: "Huang Yuan, step down."

This battle was between him and me.

You've done your best. Leave the rest to me.

His voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an invisible pressure that made Huang Yuan's words stuck in his throat, unable to continue.

Lu Yu glanced at Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others, signaling them to retreat to a safe area.

Xiao Wu bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment, but she knew that no one could change Lu Yu's decision.

She nodded silently, and helped Zhu Zhuqing and Huang Yuan back to the edge of the field.

Yu Chen stood opposite him, narrowing his eyes, his gaze locked onto Lu Yu like a venomous snake.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth, his voice low and provocative: "Lu Yu, this battle is the first between us, and also the final showdown between our two teams."

He turned to look at Ma Hongjun beside him, his tone cold, "Fatty, step aside. Your strength will only be a hindrance here."

Ma Hongjun's face stiffened, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he also knew that his strength was indeed of no use in a duel of this level.

He gave a low snort, obediently stepped aside, and looked at Lu Yu and Yu Chen with a complicated expression.

Lu Yu and Yu Chen exchanged a glance, both knowing full well that Ma Hongjun's move would only backfire.

This battle was destined to be their stage.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the atmosphere inside the venue became extremely oppressive.

Yu Chen broke the silence first, and the purple lightning dragon phantom behind him roared, its soul power surging like a tide.

Despite having expended a significant amount of his soul power, he was still able to overwhelm Xiao Wu and the others thanks to the power of the Purple Lightning Dragon, and his condition was much better than Lu Yu's.

He sneered, clearly wanting a quick victory. With a flash, he unleashed his soul skill, "Purple Qi Comes from the East."

It erupted suddenly.

A purple aura of lightning swept out like a torrent, rushing towards Lu Yu with destructive power. The lightning exploded, and a terrifying shockwave rose in the center of the arena. Yu Chen pretended to take a step back, but in reality, he secretly gathered his strength, forcibly withstood the shockwave, and rushed straight towards Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's eyes were as cold as ice; he had already guessed Yu Chen's intentions.

Facing the surging purple lightning, he didn't retreat but advanced, his right fist suddenly lashing out with his soul skill "Thunderbolt".

Activate instantly.

The sky seemed to be torn apart as a thick bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, crashing down upon Yu Chen with an aura of destruction.

The lightning collided with the purple aura, unleashing a deafening roar. Yu Chen's face instantly turned pale, and his body swayed precariously.

He tried to stop it, but found that his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, and he could not move.

In that instant, Lu Yu's fist slammed into his chest.

Intense pain surged through him like a tidal wave. Yu Chen groaned, staggered backward, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with fury.

He was affected by Lu Yu's soul skill, and the strange power made it impossible for him to fully control his body for a while.

He roared, and the purple lightning dragon phantom behind him became even more ferocious, its thunderous aura surging, unleashing its soul skill, "Dragon Devouring Claw."

Start suddenly.

A massive purple dragon claw tore through the air with unparalleled speed and power, aiming straight for Lu Yu's vital points.

Before the dragon's claws even arrived, the air was already torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if even space itself was about to be shattered.

Lu Yu's eyes narrowed, and he shifted his body slightly to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow from the dragon's claw.

His foot slammed into the ground, and the entire arena seemed to tremble at that moment, with cracks spreading rapidly across the ground.

He unleashed his soul skill, "Inch Force".

His fist exuded a terrifying aura of a martial arts master, and his physical strength was pushed to the limit.

The fist whistled through the air, carrying unparalleled power, and slammed fiercely towards Yu Chen.

Before Yu Chen could fully retract his Dragon Devouring Claw, he was struck head-on by this force. He was struck as if by lightning, his consciousness blurred instantly, and his body flew out of the arena like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The entire arena fell silent, all the Soul Masters' eyes focused on Lu Yu in the center of the arena, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

Lu Yu first defeated the combined forces of Dai Mubai and Tang San, and now, despite being severely injured, he has defeated Yu Chen with a single blow. Such strength is simply unbelievable.

After a moment of silence, deafening cheers erupted from the audience: "Thanos! Thanos!"

Shouts rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire arena.

Everyone's eyes were filled with deep awe, as if witnessing the birth of a legend.

Lu Yu stood in the center of the field, his gaze calm as still water, but his body was wracked with intense pain.

He gritted his teeth, struggling to keep himself from collapsing.

Just then, a cold system notification sounded in his mind: "Congratulations to the host for winning first place in the Soul Arena Team Tournament. Rewards include: 1 random Soul Level Box, 1 large random Lucky Box, 1 skill upgrade attempt, and 1 system item activation privilege."

The system has reached the upgrade standard and will be upgraded within 24 hours. During this period, system functions will be temporarily shut down.

Lu Yu was shocked, both by the generous reward and by the impending 24-hour system upgrade.

Without the help of a system, he will have to be even more cautious in the future.

The referee's voice broke the clamor in the arena as he loudly announced, "Team Thanos wins! They claim first place in the Soul Arena Team Tournament!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cheers from the audience rose again.

Lu Yu took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating pain in his body, and slowly walked off the field.

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others supported each other, walking unsteadily behind them.

Their faces showed fatigue, but also a hint of relief.

They fought with all their might in this battle, and if it weren't for Lu Yu's extraordinary performance, they would probably have been defeated long ago.

As night fell, the afterglow of the Star Dou Great Forest had long been swallowed by the thick darkness. On the training ground of Shrek Academy, the air still carried the smell of dust and sweat after the battle.

Lu Yu stood in the center of the arena, his chest rising and falling slightly, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead glistened in the torchlight.

His face was so pale it was almost transparent, and there was an unconcealable pain between his brows, as if every muscle was protesting the fierce battle that had just ended.

Zhao Wuji stood not far away, a rare gentle smile on his rugged face. His gaze swept over Lu Yu and his teammates beside him, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

"Lu Yu, you really made Shrek Academy proud this time!"

Zhao Wuji's voice was loud and clear, with a hint of pride, "First place! Even Dai Mubai and Tang San, those two kids, couldn't suppress you when they joined forces, not to mention Yu Chen, that monstrous talent, in the second half."

Wow, to be able to hold out until the end and win is truly impressive!

He paused, his gaze lingering on Lu Yu for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly. "However, given your condition... don't push yourself too hard, go and rest!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu forced a strange smile, as if trying to appear relaxed, but his exhaustion made him feel powerless.

He waved his hand gently, his voice low and hoarse: "Teacher Zhao, I don't want to think about anything right now, I just want to find a bed and sleep like a log."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body swayed slightly, as if he were being weighed down by an invisible burden.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with worry. He patted Lu Yu's shoulder, but carefully reduced the force, afraid of adding to his burden.

"Alright, go back and rest. You guys are all exhausted, especially you, Lu Yu. It's a miracle you've lasted this long."

Zhao Wuji waved his hand, signaling the others to follow, "I'll take you back, so nothing goes wrong on the way."

As night deepened, the Shrek Academy dormitory area became so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Lu Yu dragged his heavy steps back to his room, and without even taking off his coat, he collapsed onto the bed.

The bed frame creaked slightly, as if telling him of his physical exhaustion.

He didn't even have time to look up at the starry sky outside the window before a wave of weariness washed over him, and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his eyelids closed.

Lu Yu didn't wake up from his deep sleep until the next evening.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt as if all the bones in his body had been taken apart and put back together, and every joint was screaming in pain.

He gritted his teeth, trying to sit up, but found his arms so weak he could barely lift them, as if countless tiny needles were piercing his muscles, causing him to gasp in pain. (End of Chapter)