Douluo Sharingan, I really didn't coerce Xiao Wu!

Chapter 181 Fighting Against a Super Douluo

Deep within the Starry Sky Forest lies a near-primitive forest, with a vast landscape featuring lakes, mountains, lush vegetation, and ancient trees reaching dozens of meters in height, their branches pointing towards the heavens.

Here lies a vast natural lake, stretching for miles, and is several kilometers in size.

The lake surface is clear, with a gentle flow of water, and you can see some pebbles and yellow sand at the bottom.

On the shore sat a colossal beast that had existed for 100,000 years. Its massive size made it resemble a small mountain.

It resembles an ape, with a robust body, well-developed limbs, and bulging muscles exuding explosive power.

At this moment, waves rippled across the clear lake surface, and a huge black shadow appeared underwater, larger than the Titan ape on the shore.

"Second brother, I sensed Sister Xiaowu's presence." From underwater, a bull's head emerged, with a pair of horns, stretching out to reveal a snake body tens of meters long.

It is the Azure Bull Python with the head of a bull and the body of a snake.

The Titan Ape nodded, his face grim, and said, "Brother, I sense that Sister Xiaowu is in danger. I must go out, otherwise I won't feel at ease!"

It also sensed Xiao Wu's presence and lingered for a long time, dozens of miles away from the Star Dou Great Forest, without entering the forest, which was clearly abnormal.

"Go, make sure to bring Sister Xiaowu back safely," said the Azure Bull Python. It was also very worried about Xiaowu's safety, but it was inconvenient for it to go out, so it could only entrust the matter to Erming.

This place is at least two hundred miles away from the exit of the Star Dou Great Forest. Even though Erming is a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, it will still take him quite a while.

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On the other side, in a mountain forest, ancient trees reach for the sky, and willow branches flourish, an undeveloped and pristine place.

Chen Xuan fled all the way, relentlessly pursued by the eight men. But when he passed a certain place, he suddenly stopped and did not take another step.

Xiao Wu's body stiffened, and her face turned pale, because a middle-aged man appeared in front of her, blocking her way. He had a strong blood aura and his soul power was restrained, making him extremely powerful.

"A... a Title Douluo!" Her lips trembled slightly. She was too sensitive to these auras and could see through the other party's realm at a glance.

Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly, filled with fear and unease. This time, they were probably really going to perish.

Chen Xuan's face turned ugly. He never expected that the Spirit Hall would actually send out a Title Douluo.

He then realized that what had happened before was just a minor disturbance; the real terror lay here, for the crocodile had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Young friend, hand over this rabbit, and I may spare your life." The middle-aged man, with his hands behind his back and wearing armor, walked over step by step.

He was very casual, with a calm smile on his face. No matter how strong a genius Soul King is, he can only beat a Soul Saint. Does he think he can challenge him, a Super Douluo?

"Lord Porcupine Douluo, what brings you here!" Eight Soul Saints arrived at the scene.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling the eight people to stop and not to come any closer.

"A rabbit and a mere Soul King, you've been toyed with like puppets. You've truly disappointed me." He naturally showed no kindness as these people slowly approached.

Upon hearing this, the eight Soul Saints lowered their heads in shame. Indeed, they knew Chen Xuan's abilities, but even without using spatial abilities, this boy's speed was already very fast, far surpassing that of ordinary agility-type Soul Saints.

"Stay put and watch how I take down this brat." The Porcupine Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, facing Chen Xuan and Xiao Wu.

He said, "If you can defeat me, I will let you leave."

Obviously, this is impossible; there are five or six major realms between a Soul King and a Super Douluo.

The Porcupine Douluo was very composed, not activating his martial soul, and walked slowly, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Chen Xuan sighed. With this person around, it was impossible to continue escaping. A battle was inevitable, and today's outcome was likely dire.

He created a shadow clone that remained in place to protect Xiao Wu.

"You're really shameless, falling in love with a soul beast, just like Tang Hao." The Porcupine Douluo said with great disdain.

Chen Xuan raised his cyan-gold spear, stepped forward, and said, "What's it to you? You're nothing but a beast in human skin."

"Sharp-tongued? Come on, I'll give you three moves, or people will say I'm bullying you."

The Porcupine Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his posture composed.

Chen Xuan completed the hand seals and unleashed a large-scale Fire Release ninjutsu without saying a word.

In the forest, flames soared into the sky, the temperature was scorching, and a fireball with a diameter of ten meters crashed forward, burning all the wild grass and flowers in its path to ashes, leaving a charred black landscape.

"Too weak!" The Porcupine Douluo shook his head and sighed, his hands behind his back, looking very disappointed.

He raised one hand, gently clenched it, and a surge of red soul power poured out, instantly extinguishing the incoming fireball with the red light and putting out the flames.

"kill!"

Electric arcs crackled around Chen Xuan's body as he channeled all his soul power, causing his flesh and blood to ignite. In an instant, he teleported behind the middle-aged man, thrusting out his spear with a chilling gleam.

He pushed his lightning chakra to its limit, imbuing his spear with lightning, which crackled and popped as if thunder were ringing out.

"Not bad, it's a fine spear." The Porcupine Douluo nodded, shifting his body to the side to avoid the sweeping spearhead without any pressure.

He smiled calmly, without ever using his martial spirit.

Chen Xuan turned his spear around and, in a flash, thrust it out, aiming for the opponent's head.

The Porcupine Douluo's body glowed red, and then he extended a hand, brushing towards the cyan-gold spear.

when!

He parried the thrusting spear, producing a metallic clang. His three fingers, seemingly made of black iron, withstood the sharp spearhead without harming him.

Chen Xuan was shocked. His opponent could actually catch a sharp weapon with his bare hands. Soul Kings and Title Douluos were not on the same level; the opponent was far superior to him.

"This spear is well-made; it must be from Wuhun City."

The Porcupine Douluo showed a strange expression, but it vanished in an instant. He said, "What a pity. Martial Soul is everything. These external things are too fragile."

The red light on his body intensified and flowed towards his three fingers. With a pop, the sound of a weapon shattering rang out. The spear was covered with cracks, densely packed together.

boom!

With a burst of strength, the Porcupine Douluo stretched out all five fingers and crushed the Azure Gold Spear, the spearhead exploding into a pile of scrap metal.

Although he had said he would give up three moves, the middle-aged man still didn't let go of any opportunity to make a move, clearly showing that he was also a cunning old man.

Chen Xuan was struck as if by lightning, and was knocked back several steps. His palms were covered in blood, and his tiger's mouth was split open. The red light from the other party had a certain penetrating power, and it hit him along the gun barrel, injuring him.

He threw away the remaining section of the gun; this weapon, which had cost a fortune to create, was now shattered.

Although he was no longer armed, Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and noticed something amiss: the opponent's arm was radiating a red glow, which seemed to protect the skin from harm.

This person must have used some kind of soul skill. If he could do this with just his physical body, there would be no need to continue fighting; the difference in skill level is simply too great.

Several hundred meters away, eight Soul Saints witnessed the battle between the two and couldn't help but sigh, "A master is indeed a master. He doesn't even have a Martial Soul, yet he shattered this kid's divine weapon."

"This is what made your speed suddenly increase, right?" The Porcupine Douluo squatted down, picked up a handful of kunai from the ground, and examined them in his hand.

As the red soul power flowed into his arm, his strength increased greatly, and he crushed the kunai to pieces.

"It seems that your spatial abilities are not entirely at your disposal; there are some limitations." With the information provided by Shrek Academy and the test he had just conducted, he had thoroughly understood the boy's spatial soul skills.

Chen Xuan had anticipated this, and those who were observant could easily discover the activation conditions for the Flying Thunder God Technique.

He sighed. The exposure of his abilities did not make him anxious. It was just that he could not fully unleash his martial soul. If he had entered the second or third stage, the qualitative leap would have made him much faster than he was now. He would have brought Xiao Wu back to the Star Dou Great Forest long ago.

Upon entering the second stage, he no longer needed to brute force to throw the kunai. By expending some soul power, he could control the kunai to fly at will, just like a flying sword.

"Three moves have passed, it's my turn to make a move. Considering your strength is not bad, I'll let you speak your regrets, otherwise you probably wouldn't have had a chance." The Porcupine Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, but a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Chen Xuan did not respond, but instead took out a silver short sword and gripped it tightly in his hand.

This item does not belong to the Douluo Continent; it comes from beyond the realm, and it is likely to have extraordinary effects.

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Friendly reminder: the pace of the story might quicken later on. I'm continuing to write.

(End of this chapter)