Douluo Continent: Gretchen at the start, empowered by the Star God.

Chapter 31 Victory over Zhao Wuji

"Kid, aren't you going to activate your Martial Soul and attack first?" Zhao Wuji stood still.

Seeing that the opponent had no intention of making a move, Lang Lei stopped maintaining a defensive stance and charged forward without activating his martial spirit.

Just as Lang Lei's fist was about to strike Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji felt his hair stand on end and a sense of crisis surge into his heart.

In his haste, Zhao Wuji activated his Martial Soul, clashing his bear paw and fist together, sending a figure flying out.

But to everyone's utter astonishment, it was Zhao Wuji, known as the Immovable King, who flew out.

"Senior Zhao, I forgot to mention, I am born with superhuman strength. The higher my level, the more exaggerated the increase in strength becomes," Lang Lei casually explained, but of course he could not reveal his true secret.

"Cough cough, you little brat..." Zhao Wuji walked out from a pile of scrap wood. He had just crashed into a small wooden shed when he flew out.

Although he suffered a minor loss, Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with surprise, not anger or embarrassment.

"With that kind of strength, I'd believe you if you said you were a Soul Emperor." Zhao Wuji stretched his shoulders; it had been a long time since he'd used his full strength, so this was a good opportunity to loosen up his muscles.

"Come on, kid, I'll fight you seriously." Zhao Wuji activated his Martial Soul again, "First Soul Skill, Immovable King Body!"

Lang Lei's eyes lit up. Instead of activating his [Soul Ring Manipulation] talent, he went straight up to confront Zhao Wuji head-on.

Every punch landed with a visceral force, and Lang Lei felt as if his blood was flowing faster.

Taking advantage of Zhao Wuji's missed strike and the moment before he could follow up with his next move, Lang Lei, with the back of his fist facing upwards and the knuckles turned inwards, moved his left and right feet forward half a step at the same time. As he delivered a left hook punch to Zhao Wuji, his palm turned diagonally inwards and downwards, and using the power of a sudden rotation of his waist, he struck Zhao Wuji's face with his elbow again.

Zhao Wuji shouted that this person lacked martial ethics and actually hit someone in the face!

After hastily crouching down, Zhao Wuji also lunged forward, aiming straight for Lang Lei's unprotected stomach.

Lang Lei's center of gravity was forward, and he had no time to react before being knocked away.

"Kid, you're still too green. You have all that physical strength, but you don't know how to use it. You can't beat me." Zhao Wuji stretched his shoulders and immediately attacked. "Second Soul Skill, Mighty Vajra Palm!"

"Senior Zhao's teachings are quite right..." Lang Lei neither dodged nor evaded, blocking Zhao Wuji's bear paw with his left arm, then slamming his other hand into Zhao Wuji's chest. "That's why you need to accumulate experience!"

"Bang!"

After a muffled thud, Zhao Wuji's other hand trembled as he blocked Lang Lei's palm.

"Kid...not bad strength..."

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, senior." Lang Lei and Zhao Wuji competed with each other, slowly getting to their feet.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Mighty Vajra Roar!"

"Oh no, get away quickly and cover your ears!" Upon seeing Zhao Wuji's starting gesture, Ma Hongjun immediately reminded Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and the other three, and he also covered his ears and quickly retreated to a distance.

Just as the five were fleeing, a bear roar rang out, causing them to momentarily lose their senses.

When I came to my senses, I was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

"That guy is so close, won't he be in trouble?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously, but it was obviously a pointless question.

"There should be, wait a minute... Lang Lei's sister is still over there!!" Ma Hongjun's eyes widened.

"Don't worry, protecting those strange lives that little girl is no easy feat. The little girl will be fine," Tang San judged.

"Really?" Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want the academy to make an enemy of such a freak. "But... is that Lang Lei really that freakish? He can actually fight Teacher Zhao, who is a Soul Saint, to a standstill, and that monster hasn't even activated his Martial Soul yet!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also fell silent; they had also watched the entire process.

"Twin martial souls..." Tang San thought of a possibility at this moment.

Many things about the other person are incredible, but they can be easily explained by the talent of twin martial souls.

"Hmm? Twin Martial Souls!"

None of them were useless; they naturally knew about the rare Twin Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent.

"That's right, the opponent's true soul power level should be more than level 36, very likely higher, at least at the Soul Master level," Tang San analyzed proudly. "According to my teacher's theory, the age of the first soul ring cannot exceed 423 years, but if the opponent has twin martial souls and is currently adding soul rings to their second martial soul, the answer to this question becomes quite obvious..."

"The opponent's other martial soul can already be equipped with a ten-thousand-year soul ring!" Xiao Wu echoed, her face pale. Looking at Lang Lei, who had not activated his martial soul, and Zhao Wuji, who had activated his martial soul, fighting fiercely in the distance, the opponent's level could not be lower than Zhao Wuji's. In other words, the opponent was most likely a Soul Douluo!

If that's the case, she's in danger!

"Xiao Wu, don't worry, I'm here, no one can hurt you." Tang San couldn't help but comfort Xiao Wu when he saw her pale face.

"I understand, brother." Xiao Wu's expression softened, and she comforted herself, thinking, what if the other party is just a Soul Saint as well?

"But how do we explain the other person's age?" Ning Rongrong asked. "The previous teacher checked the other person's bone age, but they were only seven years old..."

At least a Soul Master by age seven? Even if you cultivate from the womb, you can't reach that level, let alone someone who has awakened their Martial Soul at age six to begin cultivating.

"That's easy to explain," Tang San explained confidently. "I've cultivated a soul skill in my hand. Although my mastery isn't profound, it's enough to prevent the examiner outside from determining my bone age. It's not impossible for the other party to have some soul skill that can conceal or disguise their bone age."

Tang San didn't believe there was anyone more talented than him on the continent. Even with such talent, he was somewhat wary of the other party.

"..."

Regardless of their speculations, the battle between Lang Lei and Zhao Wuji was nearing its end.

Unsurprisingly, Gretchen was perfectly fine and was cheering loudly for Lang Lei from the sidelines.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!" Zhao Wuji fully understood Lang Lei's strength and no longer held back, directly activating his greatest reliance as a Soul Saint.

With one punch, Lang Lei was blasted back several meters.

"Kid, aren't you going to activate your Martial Soul yet?!"

"It's not the right time yet." Lang Lei shook his slightly numb arm.

His physical abilities were only at the normal level of a peak Soul Douluo, but after Zhao Wuji activated his Martial Soul True Body, a powerful weapon for Soul Masters, he had infinitely narrowed the gap in physical abilities between himself and Lang Lei.

"Alright then, watch yourself!" Zhao Wuji roared, "Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Compression!"

"Second Soul Skill, Mighty Vajra Palm!"

Lang Lei felt a pressure pressing down on him, causing him to involuntarily rush towards Zhao Wuji's attack. However, Lang Lei did not resist this force, but went with the flow and directly threw a punch, with all his soul power attached to his fist.

"boom--"

The smoke and dust rose up, and by the time it settled, the outcome of the match was already decided.

"You won..."

Looking at the fist that had stopped in front of him, Zhao Wuji swallowed hard and sighed in defeat.

At that moment, his bear paw struck Lang Lei squarely in the chest, but clearly, it did not cause Lang Lei any decisive damage.

If that punch had landed, he probably would have passed out immediately.

I'm quite excited to be on the members' leaderboard for the first time, even though it's a sub-leader and I'm still outside the top 100...

An extra chapter!

(End of this chapter)