Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 40 Experiencing Fighting Spirit
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"you lose."

After a fierce battle, Yan, who had been on the defensive the entire time, was still knocked off the Soul Arena by Xie Yue.

"Depend on!"

Yan got up from the ground. Although he looked disheveled, he didn't seem to be injured.

"Yan's martial soul is the Flame Lord, a special ancient martial soul with dual fire and earth attributes, possessing the characteristics of extreme heat, strong offense, and strong defense," Hu Liena explained.

“In a head-on confrontation, even my brother would have a hard time harming him.”

"And you?" Xuanming asked.

“Me? I’m a mind control type Soul Master, specializing in countering simple-minded, muscle-bound gorillas like him,” Hu Liena said.

"Nana, how am I simple-minded?" Yan looked at him with a resentful expression.

"You always get wiped out in one move by my fox charm. You never learn. Aren't you just simple-minded?" Hu Liena said speechlessly.

When they first started cultivating, everyone's mental strength was very weak. Most Soul Masters were indeed at a disadvantage when facing Soul Masters who used mental control.

However! Disadvantages aside!

That they don't learn their lesson no matter how many times they've been beaten up is another matter entirely!
"Uh..." Yan was a little embarrassed.

"That's because you're too charming, I can't resist you."

Xie Yue stepped down from the Soul Battle Platform. "Yan, learn your lesson. Nana's second soul skill is very powerful. If you continue like before, you'll probably be lying in the treatment room."

Although Yan was at a disadvantage when facing Hu Liena, he was not completely powerless to fight back. The main problem was that this guy never learned his lesson.

"Nana, how about we have a match too?" Yan said.

"I definitely won't do it the same way as before this time!"

"Hehe!" Hu Liena couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Come on, you've said that countless times."

They always say they won't be careless, but they always get caught!
Sometimes she even suspected that Yan was doing it on purpose, that he had masochistic tendencies!

Beating this guy up would be a reward for him!
"Why don't you two give it a try?" Xie Yue looked at Yan, then at Xuan Ming.

"You probably haven't participated in a Soul Battle yet, have you?"

“No,” Xuanming said.

“Brother.” Hu Liena frowned.

"Xuanming is only six years old and has just acquired his soul ring. He probably doesn't even know how to fight. How can he possibly compete with Yan in a soul battle?"

"You know perfectly well that this guy doesn't know his limits when he fights. What if he hurts Xuanming?"

"How did I lose my temper again?" Yan asked, completely bewildered.

No, why does it sound like he's completely useless?

“But Yan is tough and thick-skinned, so it’s still quite suitable as a punching bag,” Xie Yue said.

"Sandbag?" Yan's eyes twitched violently.

No, are you coming too?

Xie Yue patted Yan on the shoulder, "Consider it as letting Xuan Ming experience the feeling of fighting spirits. Besides, don't you want to see his martial spirit?"

“This…” Yan thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, I'll play a match with him."

"And you?" Xie Yue asked Xuan Ming.

"Mm." Xuanming nodded.

He had never fought anyone before. The two times he killed people, the first time was by sneak attack, taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, and the second time was also by sneak attack from behind. Moreover, that Bars was so scared that he didn't even release his martial spirit before he was killed.

"Be careful." Hu Liena looked at Yan.

Yan was taken aback, somewhat flattered, "Nana, I'm fine, you can relax..."

"I'm telling you to be careful and not to hurt Xuanming," Hu Liena said.

"Oh..." Yan was dejected again.

After a brief explanation of the rules of the Soul Battle, Yan and Xuanming stepped onto the Soul Battle Platform. The battle would end immediately if one of them fell off the platform or voluntarily surrendered, and the other would be prohibited from further action.

During the battle, it is strictly forbidden to use excessive force, attack vital points, or attack in a way that damages the opponent's martial soul.

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"Don't be nervous, it's just a trial," Yan said.

"Hmm." Xuanming raised his right hand, and a long spear, entirely black with a tip that shimmered with a dark, blood-red light, appeared in his hand.

However, unlike before, the blood-red dark light was interspersed with faint flashes of black lightning.

"Xuanming, Martial Soul, Blood Spear, Level 13."

"??!"

Yan was completely bewildered.

Wait, buddy, twin martial souls?!
Aren't you only six years old? How come you're already at level thirteen?
What's going on? !
"That's... another martial soul?"

Upon seeing the crimson spear that appeared in Xuanming's hand, the dozens of spectators below the Battle Arena immediately began to discuss it.

Anyone with eyes can see that Xuanming is a Soul Master with a mutated Beast Martial Soul. The spear that is now in his right hand is not a weapon, but a Martial Soul!
Twin martial souls like the Pope's?

"Nana, didn't you tell him that he can't just randomly reveal his soul power level?" Xie Yue said.

"I already told you," Hu Liena said, somewhat bewildered.

"Then why did he say he was level thirteen?" Xie Yue asked, puzzled.

"Isn't he only six years old and just got his spirit ring?"

The spirit ring should be level eleven when you first acquire it, how could it be level thirteen?
“I don’t know either, Grandpa Ju told me,” Hu Liena said.

"Moreover, the color of his spirit ring... is rather dark."

"..."

"Yan, Martial Soul, Flame Lord, Level 21."

After a brief moment of confusion, Yan quickly came to his senses and reported his martial spirit and level.

"Please enlighten me."

"First Soul Skill: Thunderstorm!"

Xuanming chanted the Soul Incantation, and the yellow Soul Ring flashed brightly, while black lightning burst forth from the tip of the spear like small snakes.

Yan's eyes twitched slightly. "Next time we fight, let's test each other first. Don't use your soul skills right away."

"Soul skills are for crucial moments, not for you to use right away."

"Hmm," Xuanming responded, indicating that he had made a note of it.

Yan took a deep breath, "Come on, let me see what you've got..."

"Second Soul Skill: Granite Rock!"

Before the polite words could be finished, as Xuanming rapidly approached with his blood spear, Yan instantly sensed the terrifying threat posed by the black lightning. He quickly released his second soul skill, creating a granite rock filled with flowing molten lava to block in front of him.

Xuanming gripped the blood spear tightly, swung it forcefully, and the spear tip, crackling with black lightning, slammed heavily onto the granite rock.

Bang!
The black lightning exploded, shattering the granite rock, and continued to slash towards Yan behind it.

Yan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly raised his hand to block.

The blood spear, its power largely weakened by the granite, struck Yan's arm. Although it didn't cause much damage, the scattered lightning still spread across Yan's body, enveloping half of him.

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Xuanming quickly retreated and created distance.

"What kind of ghostly technique is that?!"

Yan looked disgusted; his arms were still somewhat unresponsive, and his fingers were even having difficulty bending.

It completely destroyed his second soul skill. This was his first soul skill?!
He understood that lightning could explode, but he was surprised that the scattered lightning bolts could "bite" people!
Even more bizarrely, when he first came into contact with that strange blood spear, he actually felt his soul power and physical strength being taken away!

What the hell? !
The author is writing two books simultaneously, making it too difficult to add extra chapters; normal updates are the only option...

However, if I can write, I will try my best...

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