Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Flowing Blade Like Fire terrifies Bibi Dong

"Since words cannot help you understand the gap between us..."

Su Chen slowly raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the rusty iron sword at his waist.

"Then I'll let you experience firsthand what true... 'mental oppression' and true... 'domination' really are!"

The moment the words fell.

Su Chen gently pushed the sword called "Flowing Blade Like Fire" out of its scabbard by half an inch with his thumb!

"Clang!"

It was accompanied by an extremely faint yet high-pitched sword cry, like the roar of a dragon.

The air inside the entire Holy Son Temple froze in that instant.

No, it didn't solidify; it was instantly drained!

An indescribable, terrifying heat, mixed with an ancient and destructive ultimate sword intent originating from the depths of the soul, erupted from the half-inch rusted blade like a volcano that had been dormant for millions of years suddenly erupting!

Rumble!!!

The precious sandalwood furniture inside the Holy Son's Palace, upon contact with this aura, didn't even need to burn; it simply turned into a sky full of black ash with a "bang"!

But this is only physical damage.

What truly drove Hu Liena to despair was the terrifying pressure that acted directly on her soul!

That is the original will of Ryujin Jakka, the oldest and strongest fire-type Zanpakuto in Soul Society! That is the supreme divine power that once burned everything and ruled over life and death!

In Hu Liena's eyes, the scene before her had completely changed.

The luxurious Sanctuary of the Holy Son has vanished.

Instead, there was a boundless, terrifying sea of ​​fire, burning with the power to reduce even the soul to nothingness!

The six-year-old boy was holding a long katana burning with world-destroying flames. Like a fire king who had shattered countless ages, he looked down at her with a cold gaze as if looking at a dead person!

"Waaaaah..."

The once proud and arrogant celestial fox phantom behind Hu Liena let out an extremely miserable wail after feeling this terrifying pressure that even gods would tremble before.

It didn't even dare to have a thought of resistance. It tucked its tail between its legs and turned into a streak of light, shrinking back into Hu Liena's body. No matter how Hu Liena tried to summon it, it refused to come out even a little bit!

The martial spirit... was forcibly dispelled out of fear?!

"thump!"

Under the dual pressure of physical and spiritual exhaustion, Hu Liena's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

Her legs instantly lost all strength, and she collapsed heavily to her knees in front of Su Chen.

Sweat cascaded down her smooth forehead like a waterfall, instantly soaking through her tight-fitting Spirit Hall uniform and revealing her graceful curves.

But at this moment, Hu Liena felt no longer any tenderness or shame; all that remained was a deep-seated fear, and...

A kind of irresistible... submission and awe that arises from biological instinct when faced with an absolute and supreme being!

She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently, her pupils dilated, and her whole body trembling uncontrollably, like a quail shivering in a storm.

"Click".

A soft sound.

Su Chen pushed the sword blade, which had been pulled out half an inch, back into its sheath.

The illusion of a sea of ​​fire vanished instantly, and the suffocating heat and oppressive force receded like the tide.

Inside the Holy Son's Temple, apart from the ashes scattered all over the ground, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

But Hu Liena remained kneeling on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Su Chen looked down at this once arrogant and proud daughter of the golden generation, his tone remaining calm and utterly indifferent:

"Now, do you understand?"

Hu Liena shivered violently. She slowly raised her head and looked up at the six-year-old boy before her, who seemed like a god descended to earth.

The pride, resentment, and jealousy in her eyes had completely vanished.

Instead, she felt a deep sense of awe, a fervent shock, and a trace of...morbid worship that she herself was unaware of!

In the Douluo Continent, where strength is revered, Su Chen's display of overwhelming power and terrifying mental fortitude completely subdued the proud Heavenly Fox.

"I understand... I understand..."

Hu Liena's voice was hoarse and trembling. She lowered her proud head and didn't even dare to look Su Chen in the eye.

Su Chen turned around, walked back to the soft couch, and sat down gracefully.

He glanced at the empty teacup on the table beside him and uttered two words indifferently:

"Pour the tea."

Hu Liena's delicate body trembled.

If it were in the past, if someone dared to order her around like that, she would definitely twist that person's head off.

But at this moment...

She didn't seem to mind at all.

She bit her red lips, enduring the weakness and soreness in her legs, and struggled to get up from the ground.

With her legs trembling slightly, she walked to the tea table like the most humble maid, picked up the teapot, and carefully poured Su Chen a cup of hot tea.

Her hands were still trembling slightly from excitement and fear, and she almost spilled the tea.

"Junior brother... please have some tea."

Hu Liena lowered her head, her voice barely audible, and her cheeks were so red they looked as if they could bleed.

This wasn't a seductive flush, but rather a blush intertwined with extreme shame and inexplicable submission.

Su Chen picked up the teacup, gently blew on it to cool it, and didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Behave yourself. Call me Holy Son, or Your Highness."

Hu Liena's delicate body trembled violently. She took a deep breath, lowered her head even further, and answered in a trembling voice with an almost sickly respect:

"Yes... Your Highness."

……

at the same time.

The Papal Palace, the secret chamber on the highest floor.

Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes.

Those exquisite peach blossom eyes were now flashing with an extremely crazy and excited dazzling light!

Through the hidden spiritual imprint left in the Holy Son's Palace, she saw everything that had just happened without missing a single detail.

"Good! What a fine saying: 'True domination is built on absolute power and crushing force'!"

"What a sophisticated combat concept!"

Bibi Dong was so excited that her whole body was trembling slightly.

She was initially worried that although Su Chen was exceptionally talented, he was only six years old and might not be mature enough, and might be ostracized by the proud and arrogant members of the golden generation like Hu Liena.

But now it seems she was completely wrong!

Su Chen's intellect, his methods, and even his innate imperial aura are more domineering and perfect than her, the Pope!

Without shedding a drop of blood, with just a few soul-searching analyses and a momentary burst of martial spirit pressure, Hu Liena, the genius girl whom the Spirit Hall had only seen once in a century, was completely tamed into a docile sheep!

"Qian Daoliu...do you see this? This is the holy son I have chosen! This is the supreme ruler who will utterly crush your laughable angelic faith under his feet!"

Bibi Dong tilted her head back and let out a hearty laugh. Her current regard for Su Chen had reached an almost blind level.

She had already begun to plan in her mind how to use all the resources of the Spirit Hall, even at any cost, to help Su Chen break all the seals on that terrifying divine sword!