Douluo Continent: The Storytelling Immortal King, Shocking the Entire Continent

When the word "idiot" was uttered without restraint from Su Chen, who was always ethereal and otherworldly.

Everyone inside Tingyuxuan was stunned.

No one expected that the storyteller, who was so aloof and like a celestial being in a painting just a moment ago, would suddenly abandon all manners and start swearing at you!

The vulgar insults, coupled with Su Chen's handsome yet indifferent face, created an indescribable and striking contrast.

"Pfft, cough cough cough!"

In the private room with the yellow lettering on the second floor, Xue Qinghe, who was originally sipping tea, suddenly spat out a mouthful of tea and even coughed violently, disregarding his image.

But then, the usually shrewd and calculating Crown Prince couldn't help but slap his thigh and let out a loud, unrestrained laugh.

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! It's absolutely hilarious!"

All that could be seen was a glint of wonder in Xue Qinghe's clear eyes.

"I thought he was some otherworldly sage, but I never imagined he was a madman with an extreme level of arrogance!"

"Interesting, very interesting."

However, compared to Xue Qinghe's detached, spectator-like attitude, Yu Xiaogang in the lobby on the first floor was struck dumb.

"You, you..."

At this moment, the honey badger's face had turned purple, like a pig's liver.

He pointed tremblingly at Su Chen on the stage, his lips quivering, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Who is Yu Xiaogang?

He was admired by the current Pope Bibi Dong, revered by the Golden Triangle, and was a figure whom people would call a master no matter how much his theories were rejected by the mainstream!

But today, in front of so many people, I was actually called an idiot by a storyteller?!

An uncontrollable surge of blood rushed to his head, and Yu Xiaogang felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. His body swayed violently, and he almost fell headfirst to the ground.

"teacher!"

Tang San, who was standing nearby, reacted quickly and helped the swaying Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing his teacher suffer such a humiliating disgrace, Tang San was completely enraged!

His eyes were bloodshot, and his Xuan Tian Gong was running wildly within his body, locking onto Su Chen on the high platform.

"presumptuous!"

"Su Chen, who do you think you are, daring to insult my teacher like that!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, his anger turning into a mocking laugh, the sound echoing throughout the large inn:

"You keep calling my teacher a frog in a well, saying that some Perfect World Blood-Moving Realm expert can lift 100,000 jin with one arm!"

"But in the end, it's all just you spouting nonsense!"

"You say you can move mountains and fill seas with your physical body without cultivating soul power, where's your evidence?"

Tang San's momentum grew stronger as he spoke, and finally he took a sudden step forward, pressing closer as if he had seized his opponent's greatest weakness.

"If you can't produce evidence, you're not only a fraudster today, but also a sinner who maliciously insulted the pioneers of the Soul Master world!"

"I, Tang San, will risk my life today to tear down your Tingyu Pavilion's signboard!"

Sure enough, after Tang San's aggressive questioning came down...

The Soul Masters around them, who had been stunned by Su Chen's vulgar language, gradually came to their senses and were immediately filled with indignation.

"Yeah! He almost made me speechless with his insults!"

"What kind of skill is it to just talk the talk? Show us what you've got!"

"What Suanni, what Thunder True Blood? It's all nonsense!"

"That's right, they exaggerate the perfection of the world and make that Blood-Moving Realm sound incredibly magical."

"Ultimately, this is nothing more than a fabricated illusion created to attract attention!"

"It's impossible for a person to possess the strength of several thousand or even a hundred thousand jin solely through physical strength without cultivating their soul power!"

"That's right, if you can't prove today that you can possess that monstrous power without cultivating soul power, you'd better come down here and apologize!"

……

For a time, the entire inn was filled with various shouts and accusations.

After all, no matter how good the story is or how terrifying the setting is, it's still just a story!

Does a perfect world really exist?

How could the kind of power that can move mountains and fill seas with just the physical body possibly exist in reality?

Everyone thought Su Chen was telling a myth that didn't exist at all.

Because everyone was certain that Su Chen could not produce any evidence.

Because in the entire Douluo Continent, without soul power, one is a complete and utter useless person!

This is reality!

At the same time, Xue Qinghe paused slightly as he watched this almost out-of-control scene, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"Su Chen spoke so confidently that he completely stood in opposition to all the common sense of soul masters in the Douluo Continent."

"Now that he's being attacked by everyone, how will he extricate himself from this situation?"

However, faced with the almost out-of-control chorus of condemnation from the crowd, and Tang San's smug face as if he thought he had found a weakness in him.

Su Chen, standing on the high platform, remained completely calm.

Because he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

If you want to completely shatter the worldview of these low-dimensional natives, just talking won't make them think you're bragging.

Only when they witness firsthand the extraordinary facts will they listen attentively to the story.

"prove?"

Su Chen slowly stood up from the armchair on the high platform.

"The proof you want is actually very simple."

As Su Chen stood up, the folding fan in his hand snapped shut with a snap.

Immediately afterwards, to everyone's puzzled gaze, Su Chen actually walked down slowly from the half-zhang-high platform.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with an otherworldly air about him, and there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation of soul power emanating from him.

Under Tang San's gaze of the Purple Demon Eye, Su Chen was just an ordinary mortal, not even a Soul Master.

"What is he going to do?"

Tang San frowned slightly, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

Su Chen walked straight through the crowd and arrived at the center of the Tingyuxuan Hall.

In the center of this hall stands a huge bronze four-legged square ding used for warding off evil spirits and burning incense!

This square cauldron is over two meters tall and is made entirely of deep-sea iron and refined copper. The cauldron is carved with intricate animal patterns, giving it an extremely heavy appearance.

"Shopkeeper."

Ignoring the surprised and uncertain gazes of those around him, Su Chen turned to the innkeeper hiding behind the counter and asked calmly:

"Where was this bronze square cauldron brought in? How heavy is it?"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper first glanced at the immensely intimidating Soul Masters around him, then swallowed hard before respectfully replying:

"In response to Mr. Su's words."

"This square cauldron is cast from solid, refined bronze and weighs a staggering 5,800 jin!"

"Back then, we hired a full twenty burly laborers, using thick hemp ropes and pulleys, and it took a tremendous amount of effort to move it little by little to the center of this hall."

Five thousand eight hundred catties!

Upon hearing this number, even those who had mentally prepared themselves couldn't help but gasp in shock.

This weight is so great that even a level 40 Battle Soul Master would be unable to budge it in the slightest without releasing their Martial Soul True Body or using powerful Soul Skills!

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Su Chen nodded and scanned the entire room again, finally landing on Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

"This theoretically invincible master just said that without cultivating soul power, it is impossible for a human to have physical strength of several thousand kilograms."

"Since that's the case..."

As Su Chen spoke, he casually tucked the folding fan in his hand into his belt at the back of his waist.

Then he slowly turned around to face the bronze square cauldron that was as heavy as a small mountain.

"Didn't you want to see pure physical strength in a perfect world?"

"Although I am a storyteller by day, I also know a little about martial arts."

After saying that, Su Chen didn't even assume a horse stance, but casually extended his fair and slender right hand, which didn't look very muscular.

Then, in front of the many bewildered onlookers, he gently grasped one of the bronze handles on the edge of the huge square cauldron with one hand.

"He's just bluffing, ignore him."

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, forcibly trying to save face, saying, "An ordinary person without soul power wants to shake a solid bronze cauldron weighing nearly six thousand jin with one hand?"

"Who does he think he is? Even if he's a Title Douluo..."

However, before Yu Xiaogang could finish saying the words "Title Douluo," he was interrupted by a loud noise.

Not only him, but also the thousands of listeners in the entire Listening Rain Pavilion, and even Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Ning Fengzhi, and Xue Qinghe in the private rooms on the second floor...

Everyone's pupils constricted sharply at that moment, as if they had witnessed something astonishing.

In the center of the hall.

Su Chen's expression was calm as still water, and even his breathing was perfectly undisturbed.

His right hand, which was holding the bronze ear, simply lifted it up casually.

hum! ! !

In an instant, the solid bronze square cauldron, weighing 5,800 jin and requiring twenty strong men to move it with pulleys, was moved.

Just like that, Su Chen lifted him up with one hand and easily raised him above his head!

Even more deadly is that there is still not even the slightest glimmer of soul power on Su Chen's body!

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the entire Listening Rain Pavilion fell into complete silence.

The 5,800-pound bronze cauldron, powerful enough to crush a thousand-year-old soul beast, was effortlessly held in mid-air by a slender, fair hand.

On the other hand, Su Chen didn't even pant heavily from beginning to end. His relaxed and carefree demeanor made it seem as if he was holding an ordinary paper lantern, not some heavy object weighing thousands of pounds.

"Gurgle..."

Someone swallowed hard in the quiet lobby, and the next second the audience erupted in cheers.

"This, this is absolutely impossible!!"

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang's legs went weak on the spot, and he collapsed to the ground with a look of self-doubt on his face.

"No soul power, absolutely no fluctuation of soul power..."

"Lifting nearly 6,000 pounds with just one hand, purely by physical strength?"

"This...this defies common sense, how is this possible..."

Yu Xiaogang broke down.

His lofty theories were completely crushed by Su Chen's casual wave of his hand.

"It's fake! It's absolutely fake!"

Tang San, standing to the side, also had tears welling up in his eyes.

He stared intently at the bronze square cauldron that Su Chen was holding above his head, and said fiercely:

"This is absolutely a smokescreen!"

"That square cauldron looks like bronze on the surface, but it's definitely hollow inside! It might even be a fake made of some kind of extremely light wood!"

"Su Chen, stop playing tricks. You think you can fool me with these low-class street magic tricks?"

However, before the audience could react...

Inside the private room on the second floor, several truly important figures had already stood up in unison!

The private room with the yellow lettering.

"What terrifying physical strength!"

Xue Qinghe strode to the railing and gripped the wooden bars tightly with both hands.

"No martial spirit, no soul power, yet possessing such a terrifying physique!"

"Regardless of whether his description of a perfect world is true or false, his unfathomable strength and audacious courage make him... a truly extraordinary talent!"

Then, Xue Qinghe took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"No matter the cost, I will bring this person under my command!"

Meanwhile, inside the top-tier private room.

"Bang!"

The expensive folding fan in Ning Fengzhi's hand was actually broken by him.

Even the usually composed Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master, who could remain unfazed even in the face of a collapsing Mount Tai, was now breathing heavily and looking utterly shocked.

"Uncle Jian, did you notice even a trace of soul power flowing through him just now?"

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin also stared solemnly at the man in blue below, then shook his head:

"no."

"Feng Zhi is an unfathomable man; we must never antagonize him."

……

In the lobby on the first floor, facing Tang San's almost exasperated questioning, Su Chen did not explain, but only glanced at him indifferently.

Then, he slightly turned his wrist.

The right hand that was holding the square tripod immediately released its grip.

"Boom!"

A loud crash was heard, and the solid bronze cauldron weighing 5,800 jin (approximately 2,500 kg) fell straight down from a height of more than two meters and crashed into the center of the main hall of Tingyuxuan!

The enormous impact instantly shattered the hard bluestone slabs paved on the ground!

Large spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly in all directions as if an earth dragon were turning over, even causing the entire inn to shake violently twice, causing dust to fall from the roof beams!

"this……"

Feeling the terrifying impact, Tang San's expression changed, and he instinctively took two steps back, fearing that Su Chen would lift the bronze cauldron and smash it down on him.

After all, the real vibrations transmitted through the soles of your feet are absolutely impossible to imitate.

A hollow prop, how could it produce such power when smashed? That's impossible…

"Does it feel hollow?"

Su Chen stood at the edge of the broken bluestone slab, his hands behind his back.

"Su is right here."

"Anyone who doesn't believe me is welcome to come up and try it themselves."

After a brief silence, a rough voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"I'll give it a try!"

Before long, a bald, muscular man over two meters tall strode out from the crowd.

"It's the captain of the Iron Rhino Team, Mad Rhino!"

"He's a level 39 Strength-type Battle Soul Master, his Martial Soul is the One-Horned Iron Rhinoceros, and he possesses innate divine strength. It's said that when he unleashes his full power, he can lift a boulder weighing over a thousand pounds!"

Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Kuangxi walked straight to the bronze square cauldron.

He first tapped the body of the cauldron with his hand, and after hearing the dull, heavy metallic echo, his expression immediately became more serious.

"Martial Soul Possession!"