Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 751 Lufa's Battle

Central Legion, inside the Temple of War.

The hall's dome soars high, adorned with magnificent murals depicting the heroic campaigns of war gods throughout history, as if recounting past glories.

The hall was brightly lit, and the light shone on the huge arena. At this moment, two figures stood on the arena, and a fierce duel was about to begin.

Around the arena, energy fluctuations rippled slightly, and the light patterns on the ground and walls dimmed a little at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, a soft yet resilient light screen slowly emerged, completely enveloping the arena. This was a powerful shield set up to ensure that the battle would not affect the outside world.

In the center of the ring, thirty meters apart, the two stared at each other.

The young man on the left is thin and has an ordinary appearance, but he exudes an aura that cannot be underestimated. He is none other than Jiang Zhanheng, the ninth war god of the War God Temple.

He clasped his hands in a respectful bow to the young man opposite him, his voice resounding: "War God Temple, Ninth War God, Jiang Zhanheng. Title: Thunder Flame. Please!"

As he finished speaking, the air around his body began to distort slightly, with faint flashes of lightning and flames appearing and disappearing around him.

His title as the Ninth God of War reveals that he is undoubtedly a powerful Soul Master skilled in attack; his poised stance suggests that he is about to launch a thunderous offensive at any moment.

In contrast, Lu Fa remained calm, his tone completely unwavering: "Forging Masters Association, Lu Fa. Please." However, beneath this calm surface, an endless storm seemed to be brewing, giving one a sense of impending doom.

He stood there quietly, without releasing a strong aura like Jiang Zhanheng, but a layer of platinum light quietly shone from his body, as if silently proclaiming his strength.

Not far from the arena, Yu Guanzhi, Fu Xuan, Ao Rui, and Guan Yue watched the upcoming battle intently.

Behind them stood several war gods.

Although most of the War Gods in the Temple of War had gone to the front lines with the three fleets due to the expedition, at least five War Gods remained stationed in the Temple of War, which was the core strength of the legion.

Furthermore, at least one demigod-level expert must be stationed here.

Because the final, most significant, and incredibly powerful god-slaying soul-guided cannonball—Eternal Heaven—was carefully stored on the eighteenth floor of the Temple of War. Its existence was crucial to the safety of the entire legion and even a wider area.

Yu Guanzhi stroked his beard, his eyes showing interest. He turned to Fu Xuan beside him and asked, "Fu Qing, who do you think is better between the two of them?"

Fu Xuan glanced at him, a faint smile in his eyes, but his tone was very confident: "Is the Legion Commander kidding me? Jiang Zhanheng's soul power is only level 93, while the Divine Craftsman Lu Fa's soul power has reached level 95. Wasn't the outcome of this match already predetermined?"

Inside the Temple of War, although Yu Guanzhi and Fu Xuan publicly claimed to be grandfather and grandson, they addressed each other differently in formal settings.

At this moment, Guan Yue chimed in with a smile, "Soul power level is indeed very important, but sometimes, a person's martial soul, bloodline, will, combat experience, etc., can become key factors affecting the battle."

He paused slightly, his gaze fixed on the two on the arena, and continued his analysis, "Lu Fa is indeed quite powerful in terms of soul power, but in recent years, he has been focusing on forging work within the Forging Masters Association."

In terms of combat experience, he was far inferior to Jiang Zhanheng, who had fought on the front lines and experienced countless life-or-death battles.

This competition was proposed by the Divine Craftsman himself. He said he wanted to verify his own cultivation results, which is why the Temple of War God arranged for a War God to spar with him.

Fu Xuancheng narrowed her golden eyes slightly and asked, "What, does Vice Hall Master Guan Yue think the Ninth War God is more likely to win?"

Guan Yue smiled and shook her head, explaining, "No, personally, I also favor Lu Fa. After all, he has the advantage in terms of soul power level. Moreover, as a divine craftsman, he also has an advantage over Jiang Zhanheng in terms of battle armor."

Indeed, even if his combat experience is a bit lacking, don't forget, Lu Fa is a master craftsman! Putting everything else aside, he should at least have a set of four-word battle armor.

The battle armor that the master craftsman forges for himself will inevitably be most compatible with his aura, and its quality will also be absolutely guaranteed.

"However, even if Lu Fa wins, I think he will definitely suffer some trouble at the hands of the Ninth War God," Guan Yue added, acknowledging Jiang Zhanheng's strength to some extent.

"Is that so? I think it might be the Ninth War God who suffers a major setback," Fu Xuan said softly.

"Oh?" Guan Yue was somewhat surprised upon hearing this. He turned his head and looked at Fu Xuan. He was indeed very curious about this girl who was strongly supported by Yu Guanzhi.

After all, as colleagues of many years, he knew Yu Guanzhi's personality very well. Although they claimed to be grandfather and granddaughter, Guan Yue knew very well that there shouldn't be such a special girl in Yu Guanzhi's family.

Moreover, even now, in close proximity, he still cannot clearly perceive the other party's presence through his mental perception.

Guan Yue was perfectly clear about what this meant.

He was secretly astonished: "She looks very young, but her mental strength is far above mine, perhaps she has already reached that level. Where did Yu Guanzhi find such a monster?"

Guan Yue was filled with doubt and curiosity, but fortunately, he wasn't the type to pry. He also knew his old colleague Yu Guanzhi's personality very well.

Since the other party trusts this girl named Fu Xuan so much, there shouldn't be any major problems. Perhaps she really is Yu Guanzhi's granddaughter?

He shook his head, temporarily putting those thoughts aside, and turned his gaze back to the arena, anticipating the exciting duel that was about to begin.

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In the arena.

Five purple and four black spirit rings, nine in total, were neatly arranged and released from Jiang Zhanheng's body.

"Thunderflame Spear!"

Jiang Zhanheng conjured a short spear in each of his hands. The spears were about 1.2 meters long, dark purple in color, and faintly crackled with lightning. This was his martial spirit, the Thunderflame Spear, a martial spirit with extremely powerful explosive force.

At the same time, dark purple light surged and solidified like a living thing, condensing into a suit of armor on his body—his three-word battle armor: Thunderflame Spear. Coincidentally, the name of his battle armor was exactly the same as his martial soul.

Jiang Zhanheng's eyes were like torches as he locked onto his opponent, Lu Fa. The light of his fifth soul ring suddenly flashed, and a circle of dark purple light spread outward like ripples from the Thunderflame Spear he raised.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Thunderflame Spirit Array!"

As the skill was unleashed, the temperature within the entire first level of the hellish arena instantly soared, as if one were immersed in raging flames. Fragments of lightning flashed continuously within the expanding halo, crackling incessantly.

This is an area-of-effect soul skill. Although it is not a direct attack method, it can greatly increase the concentration of lightning and fire elements within the coverage area, which is like injecting a powerful booster into Jiang Zhanheng's other soul skills, thus comprehensively amplifying their power.

"Be careful."

Jiang Zhanheng gave Lu Fa a warning. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, making a loud thud, and his whole body shot towards Lu Fa like an arrow released from a bow or a cannonball launched.

At this moment, Jiang Zhanheng was surrounded by dark purple lightning flames, exuding a powerful aura, like a god of thunder and fire descending to earth. He was made even more powerful by the surrounding lightning flames, and wherever he passed, the air was scorched and distorted.

However, Lufa's response to such a powerful offensive was unexpected by everyone.

He neither dodged nor used any defensive techniques. As his blood and qi surged, he suddenly made a nodding motion and directly rammed his forehead into the Thunderflame Spear.

It should be noted that Jiang Zhanheng is a Title Douluo wearing a three-word battle armor. With the enhancement of the battle armor, his soul power has reached the level of a Super Douluo.

Even if it's just a single soul skill, how could the physical body easily withstand such a powerful attack containing the power of thunder and flame?

A loud bang exploded on the arena, like a thunderclap.

Jiang Zhanheng's body shot out like a kite with a broken string. The huge impact made it difficult for him to control his body for a moment. As he retreated rapidly, he kept urging his soul power to barely stabilize his body.

As for Lu Fa? He simply tilted his head back, a faint white mark appeared on his forehead, and then disappeared. It seemed that he had not suffered any real harm at all.

This scene left the several war gods outside the arena dumbfounded. Their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Huh?" Even the well-informed Guan Yue was stunned, her heart filled with shock. The Super Douluo's attack had been withstood without a scratch, not even a drop of blood had been shed. This completely overturned their understanding of humanity.

Is it battle armor? Everyone wondered. But upon closer inspection, they couldn't see any battle armor appearing on Lu Fa's body.

Guan Yue's gaze was fixed on the platinum-gold light on Lu Fa's body. With his keen eyesight, he quickly saw through the true nature of the light.

"It's the power of blood and qi," he muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief. The divine craftsman's blood and qi power was actually this formidable?

Yes, that's how strong it is.

As the attacker, Jiang Zhanheng felt this most acutely.

The moment his Thunderflame Spear collided with Lu Fa's forehead, he felt as if he had crashed into a high-speed soul-guided train. A terrifying force surged like a tidal wave, instantly sending his body flying. His right arm, which was gripping the Thunderflame Spear, was numb and tingling, as if it had lost all feeling.

Only by truly facing an opponent can one understand their strengths and weaknesses.

"I have a feeling for it, but I can't break through its defenses yet."

Lufa touched his forehead, his expression calm, as if what he had just experienced was just a trivial little incident.

Recalling the feeling just now, he thought to himself, even a Super Douluo's attack couldn't break through his defenses, it seems that the lightning tribulations he devoured over the years were not in vain.

Through his continuous research and practice, he has now fully mastered the innate secret techniques of the Body Sect, granting him incomparably powerful physical defense.

"Then let's end the battle." Lufa's eyes sharpened, his words exuding an undeniable domineering aura.

He stomped his foot heavily on the ground, causing the entire arena to tremble. He was like a soul-guided cannonball, rushing towards Jiang Zhanheng at high speed. His right hand shone with a dazzling white-gold light, which contained a heart-palpitating power that seemed capable of tearing space apart.

At this point, he had a general idea of ​​his current defensive capabilities. Next, he would test the extent of his offensive power.

Sixth Soul Skill: Thunderflame Bloom!

Just as Jiang Zhanheng regained his footing, he saw the rapidly approaching figure. Startled, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and a burst of lightning flames, like a blooming flower, instantly erupted from his body.

The dazzling lightning and flames illuminated the entire arena, and the intense heat caused the surrounding air to hiss.

"crack!"

On Lu Fa's right hand, platinum light suddenly burst forth, and sharp auras cut towards him like blades.

The incredibly powerful burst of lightning and flames was like a fragile sheet of paper before this light, offering no resistance whatsoever, and the light arrived in an instant.

Jiang Zhanheng was shocked. Faced with this life-or-death crisis, he immediately tried to use his Martial Soul True Body to turn the tide.

"Roar—" However, at this moment, a sound like the roar of a ferocious beast suddenly rang out. The sound was deep and majestic, as if it came from the ancient wilderness.

In a daze, Jiang Zhanheng seemed to see an unparalleled ferocious beast roaring to the sky, and its majestic aura filled him with fear.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his energy suddenly tighten. He could clearly sense everything happening in the outside world, but at that moment he couldn't move at all, as if his body was bound by invisible shackles.

Even the bursts of lightning and flames surrounding his body dissipated as he lost control, their light gradually dimming.

"This is bloodline suppression!"

Jiang Zhanheng was shocked. He was a weapon spirit master, how could he experience bloodline suppression!

A flash of platinum light appeared, and a claw shimmering with platinum light was placed on his head, causing Jiang Zhanheng's body to tense to the extreme.

He had no doubt that with just a light scratch, his helmet would be torn to shreds in an instant.

"You flatter me." Lufa retracted his claws, his tone calm, yet possessing an irresistible power.

Jiang Zhanheng then felt his body lighten, and the feeling of his body being completely frozen earlier disappeared. He gave a wry smile and said helplessly, "No, I admit defeat in this competition. I never expected that the Divine Craftsman would not only be skilled in forging but also possess such formidable combat power."

He was utterly defeated in this battle.

Lu Fa did not use his battle armor, nor did he even use his martial soul. He defeated him solely with his terrifying blood energy.

Jiang Zhanheng secretly wondered how powerful Lu Fa would become if he used battle armor.

"Perhaps only the main hall master, the deputy hall master, and the first war god senior can defeat him head-on." Jiang Zhanheng couldn't help but think of this, and even he was surprised by this idea.

Because these individuals are genuine Limit Douluo, the strongest figures standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

Could it be that, in his own mind, the Divine Craftsman Lu Fa has already reached a level comparable to the Limit Douluo?
Lu Fa turned around and stepped off the stage: "Once you reach the Super Douluo level, as long as you prepare the resources, I can help you forge a four-word battle armor."

A look of surprise instantly flashed in Jiang Zhanheng's eyes, and the frustration he had felt from his defeat vanished without a trace in that instant.

His body trembled slightly, unable to hide his excitement, and his voice was filled with barely suppressed joy: "Great, thank you, Master Craftsman!" At this moment, there was no trace of the dejection of a defeated man; his face was full of smiles and anticipation for the future.

It's important to understand that securing a forging position as a master craftsman is no easy feat. It's a coveted position among various powerful factions, involving a massive exchange of resources.

Although Lu Fa is currently residing in the Temple of War Gods as a guest elder, for the many War Gods within the temple, obtaining the opportunity to forge a four-word battle armor is still incredibly difficult.

The Temple of War Gods is full of talented people. The top-ranked core War Gods already have priority in resource allocation, while War Gods like Jiang Zhanheng, who are ranked lower, can only sigh in despair at the sight of "armor".

He agreed to spar with the master craftsman simply because he wanted to become a familiar face to him.

To secure this opportunity, the group of war gods who stayed behind engaged in a fierce competition in private. In the end, he prevailed and won the spot for the sparring match.

At this moment, Lu Fa's agreement undoubtedly reassured Jiang Zhanheng. As long as his cultivation breaks through to the Super Douluo level in the future, the War God Palace will certainly not be stingy with its resources.

The four-word battle armor is of great significance to enhancing the overall combat power of the War God Temple, and the higher-ups in the temple will never miss this opportunity to strengthen the power of their subordinates.

It is foreseeable that in the near future, when Jiang Zhanheng reaches the corresponding level, the War God Temple will spare no expense in preparing resources to facilitate this forging.

"Damn, what a lucky guy." The other War Gods below the arena instantly revealed envious eyes.

"Beep." Just then, the War God Temple bracelets on Yu Guanzhi and Guan Yue's hands suddenly lit up, and a message came through:
"Reporting to the Deputy Hall Master, the Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, Qian Gu Dong Feng, requests an audience."

(End of this chapter)