Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 342 Radishes Rise from the Ground

"Jade a thousand feet long, ambition boundless, still remembering my youthful arrogance, I changed my surname to Dragon and crossed the Heavenly Gate."

With a voice as booming as a bell, the jade and silver giant, over forty meters tall, rose from the ground, its aura even greater than when it had single-handedly fought the two evil soul masters and soul saints: "A hundred victories, one battle of utter confusion, from this day forward my eyes have grown taller, and I will burn my own throat to await your song!"

Long Aotian was extremely proud and arrogant from birth. After his martial soul awakened, he changed his surname to Long and aspired to be the best.

He did not waste his talent. At the young age of sixteen, he broke through to the Soul Emperor level, reaching the highest level recorded in this world. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the next Peerless Douluo!

If such talent isn't enough to make him arrogant, what else in this world is worth being proud of?

Yes! Of course!

That year, he met his junior brother Huo Yuhao, whose talent was no less than his own. If he hadn't been born weak and from a poor background, he wouldn't still be hovering at the Soul King level at the age of eighteen.

On that day of that year, he met the person described in the pronoun "people," which showed him that there are always people more capable than oneself and that there is always something beyond one's reach.

They were good friends, and a clash sparked a friendship. The scenes of cultivating and training together that often appeared in his memory were so beautiful, so that he did not feel lonely on the path to invincibility, and even saw a bright road ahead.

They made a pact to fight again on this arena of fighting spirit, to fight again with all their might!

He prepared extensively for this day, putting in unimaginable effort!

Now is the time to let this effort fully blossom. He will fight Ning Wuque in his strongest form, leaving no regrets! He, Long Aotian, has lost in terms of talent, lost completely, but he will not admit it, nor will he be willing to admit defeat in this battle!

"Ning Wuque, come—to fight!!!"

In response to him was Ning Wuque's melodious soft chanting.

On the other side of the arena, as the Jade Silver Giant rose from the ground, Ning Wuque also shattered all his soul rings. Five jade and agate-colored blood soul rings rose up and then exploded and expanded, transforming him into a huge blood giant.

A giant with jade-green agate-colored aura, whose height was no less than that of Long Aotian and who was over forty meters tall, rose into the sky. His jade-like appearance and agate-like blood flowed through his body. He wore a purple crystal crown on his head, like a Titan king who had walked out of the ancient times!

Noble! Powerful! Breathtaking!

"Eighteen cycles of spring and autumn, wind and snow cover the idle dust."

I was once a person without family, yet I refused to give in to my resentment.

Each word Ning Wuque uttered carried unparalleled bitterness and sorrow, as if he too had once been a person unfavored by fate, who had reached his current height through his own struggle: "When apricots meet kind and virtuous women, they reap a shady forest."

"I have no grand ambitions today; please come and greet me."

Unlike Ning Wuque's arrogance, which should match his current strength, his poems were filled with bitterness and gratitude, especially the second half, which made people feel his unparalleled happiness and joy.

And all that bitterness and gratitude ultimately turned into a simple request to fight.

His state of mind, expressed through poetry, forms a stark contrast to Long Aotian's current state.

One who was arrogant from birth, only calmed down and became more reserved after realizing that there are always people more capable than oneself.

The other is someone from humble origins, lacking natural talent, who seizes every opportunity to become powerful, unwilling to give up or stop! Throughout, he maintains a calm and unassuming attitude.

But regardless of who it is, yesterday's agreement is today's decision, and the rising fighting spirit of the two has already determined everything: they want to fight! They want to fight! They want to fight! Everything is expressed to each other through battle!

"Winter Ocean Narwhal Soul Bone Second Soul Skill—Ice Shattering Fist!"

"Overlord Fist!"

The two giants' fists collided, sending shockwaves soaring into the sky. The immense will on their fists struck the hearts of most people like a heavy hammer. Anyone without a strong will felt as if their heart had been squeezed, leaving them breathless and suffocated.

Boom boom boom—

The battle continued, with the two giants exchanging blows, without any fancy special effects, only simple and unadorned clashes.

However, as the two fought, their positions began to shift due to the intense battle, moving from the left side of the arena to the right, and then from the right side back to the left.

The entire arena was covered with metal flooring shattered from the trampling of the two giants, creating pits that looked like scattered flowers, as if it had been smashed open by countless small meteorites.

Until one pong!!!

Ning Wuque threw a punch that landed squarely on Long Aotian's face. The powerful punch caused the latter to stumble backward, unable to defend himself. Ning Wuque then kicked Long Aotian's over forty-meter-tall body directly into the soul-guided defensive shield of the arena!

Whoosh whoosh~~

The protective shield was struggling to keep up, and the weight of the two giants even caused the entire arena to show signs of tipping over. On the other side, the metal of the arena began to stretch, and several thick metal pipes broke through the ground and were exposed to the sunlight.

"Again!"

With a sound like muffled thunder, Long Aotian slammed his fist against the soul guide shield to get up, then swung both hands and struck at Ning Wuque with all his might!

However, this hammer blow was fatal. The soul guide shield, which was already unable to withstand the power of a Title Douluo, even began to feel unstable. The originally bright light flickered and showed signs of dissipating at any moment.

The replenishment of soul power is simply not keeping up with the destructive power caused by the two! Not to mention that the arena is now severely damaged under the struggle of the two towering giants, and it will rise from the ground with just one opportunity.

"That's it, that's how it should be! Come on, Long Aotian, throw a punch at me! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Then let's fight!"

The sound was like muffled thunder, like the tolling of a bell.

The two towering giants had completely forgotten where they were. The fighting spirit rising from their bodies burned brighter and brighter as the battle progressed, until finally they only had each other in their eyes.

They resumed their stances and began a new round of struggle.

boom!

With a punch, Long Aotian seized the opening Ning Wuque had made during their fight and unleashed his own combat technique, striking Ning Wuque's left elbow.

boom!

Immediately afterward, as Ning Wuque's left side swayed, he seized the opportunity to deliver another punch straight to the former's chest, then grabbed the other's shoulders high with both hands and shoved him forward with a large step.

Boom~ Boom~ Boom~

Footsteps echoed, and Ning Wuque's dragging body carved a trough in the arena.

pong!!

It slammed hard against the soul-guiding shield, and Long Aotian lunged forward, throwing a punch at Ning Wuque's body.

In response, Ning Wuque also began to struggle, and with a flick of his head, he used his forehead to deliver a powerful blow to the other's jaw!

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