Douluo Continent: My True Form Descends, My Physical Body Achieves Sainthood

Lu Chen looked down at the phantom with a calm gaze, "I've said it before, the outcome of this battle was already predetermined."

But I'm curious, with your talent, why do you want to follow that idiot Luo Du?

You should know better than I how awful that guy is.

The Phantom's eyes shifted slightly, as if recalling some past events, then she gritted her teeth and snorted coldly:

"Shut up! What do you know! My life was given to me by the Duke's mansion; I had no choice!"

Lu Chen's heart stirred slightly; it seemed there was more to the story.

He then pursed his lips and said, "What do you mean you have no choice? Your life is your own."

There must be other reasons why you have to obey Luo Du, right?

Let me guess, is it because family members were threatened? Or...?

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Phantom's body tremble.

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow. "Looks like your family has been threatened."

The phantom bit her red lips, a hint of bitterness and despair in her eyes, "She's my sister..."

This is the nightmare she keeps hidden deep in her heart.

Lu Chen then noticed that the aura emanating from the Phantom was rapidly weakening.

His bloodshot eyes returned to normal.

So he said, "Thank you so much for telling me all this, but it's time to end this now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen's figure vanished.

Before the phantom could react, she felt a tightness around her neck.

Her expression changed drastically, and she instinctively tried to activate her ethereal transformation.

However, they discovered that the effects of the Bloodline Pill had worn off, and their soul power was also depleted.

The phantom instantly snapped back to reality.

All that talk from the other party was just to deplete my soul power!

"You... shameless!" Phantom roared.

Lu Chen said calmly, "The worst thing you can do in a battle is to be influenced by others."

"Your abilities are strong, but unfortunately your fighting spirit is too weak."

"you!"

The phantom glared angrily, its body struggling incessantly:

"Bastard, let me go! I can't die, I haven't seen my sister yet!"

Fear, anxiety, and resentment surged into her heart, and an eerie red light once again emanated from her body.

His long black hair gradually turned white.

"Is he trying to forcefully unleash the move he just used by burning his life force?"

Lu Chen grabbed her neck with his other hand, showing no mercy, and slammed her to the ground.

"Bang!"

A corner of the arena was smashed open, revealing a spiderweb-like network of cracks.

The phantom coughed up a mouthful of blood, felt the world spin, and then everything went black before her eyes. She completely lost consciousness.

"If you don't want to die, then just sleep for a while."

Lu Chen released his grip, calmly stood up, and looked at the referee who was standing there dumbfounded:

"The results can be announced now."

Lele snapped out of her daze and quickly shouted, "The ultimate victor in this life-or-death duel is—Lu Chen!"

After three seconds of complete silence, the crowd erupted in cheers that could have lifted the roof off!

"The land sinks! The land sinks! The land sinks!"

"Haha, we won! Little Chenzi won!"

Tang Ya was so happy that she danced with joy.

Bei Yuxuan gripped his folding fan tightly, his face full of excitement.

Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief; the first hurdle was finally overcome.

"This kid's temperament, talent, and strength are all top-notch! Not bad, not bad at all!"

Poison Undying grinned wildly and praised repeatedly.

On the other side, Luo Du's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

He stared intently at the phantom being carried away, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Useless trash... You can't even defeat a Soul Master, what good are you!"

"Young Master, calm down!"

A trusted confidant quickly tried to dissuade him, saying, "We've only lost the first match. The next match is a duel between Great Soul Masters."

That girl named Tang Ya is only a level 21 plant-type soul master.

Long Ya, on the other hand, is a level 29 Great Soul Master, and his Martial Soul is the Fiery Tiger, a perfect counter to his opponent.

"That's right!"

Long Ya quickly echoed, "Young Master, rest assured, I will definitely bring Tang Ya's head back!"

Having spent a long time with Phantom and being beautiful, neither of them could bear to see her tortured to death by Luo Du.

Hearing the two men's assurances, Luo Du's anger subsided slightly.

His eyes remained sinister, fixed on the arena, as if he wanted to devour Lu Chen alive.

On the arena, seeing that Lu Chen was still standing still, Lele quickly stepped forward to remind him:

"Lu Chen, the match is over. You can go back to the rest room now."

Lu Chen shook his head, turned to look at the VIP room, and said calmly:

"No need for that, let's proceed directly to the next bet."

I played in Tang Ya's match.

"What?!"

Lele was startled and her eyes widened!

The microphone carried his words throughout the entire arena.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again, followed by an unbelievable uproar.

How could a level 10 Soul Master challenge a level 29 peak Attack-type Soul Master?

Are you kidding me!

"Damn it! Is this kid looking down on me?!"

Longya was so angry that his veins bulged and he roared.

"Longya, calm down."

Luo Du's eyes were sinister, but a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his lips. "Wouldn't that be better?"

Since he's courting death, let's grant him his wish.

Even if the Body Sect found out afterwards, they wouldn't be able to find any fault with it.

"Yes! I will definitely twist that brat's head off!"

A cruel smile appeared on Long Ya's face as he turned and strode away.

On the other side, Vina looked at Lu Chen on the stage, then turned to Du Busi with a worried expression:

"Sect Master, should we send someone to stop this match?"

"As a mere Soul Master, he has absolutely no chance of defeating a powerhouse about to break through to Soul Venerable."

"Yes, Sect Master, Lu Chen's talent is exceptional; we can't let him be wasted like this!"

Jiang Yixi also chimed in with her advice to dissuade them.

Poison Undying's pair of bull-like eyes were fixed on the confidently smiling figure on the stage, and he said calmly:

"No need. This brat hasn't fully revealed his true strength yet."

Others couldn't see Lu Chen's true nature, but Du Busi, a level 98 Super Douluo, had already seen through his situation.

A glint flashed in his eyes: such terrifying recovery ability, and such vigorous blood and qi, this kid's martial spirit is definitely not ordinary.

There is a five-minute break between betting battles; this is a special interval provided by the Arena for guests to place their bets.

This time, Lu Chen, a level 10 Soul Warrior, faced off against a level 29 Great Soul Master, and the odds immediately soared to one to ten.

The gap between the two is so vast that even though Lu Chen's performance in the last game was dazzling, the gamblers still do not believe that he can create a miracle.

"All in!"

Inside the VIP room, Tang Ya threw all 950 gold soul coins into the betting machine, muttering to herself:

"Little Chenzi, you have to win! Our happiness for the rest of our lives depends on this one game!"

Bei Yuxuan watched Lu Chen return to the stage, gripping his folding fan tightly, and silently recited in his heart:

"Brother Lu, success or failure hinges on this!"

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Chen and Long Ya walked onto the arena together.

As the referee gave the order, two yellow spirit rings suddenly rose and hovered at the foot of Dragon Cliff.

The intense fire-attribute soul power distorted and scalded the surrounding air.

His right hand transformed into a giant fiery tiger claw.

The way they looked at Lu Chen was as if they were looking at a dead man.

"Kid, you're arrogant. But I'll show you that in the face of absolute superiority, so-called combat skills are nothing but the stunts of a clown."

Longya's eyes were bloodshot, and his first soul ring suddenly lit up.

[Flame Ray]!

"boom!"

A tiger's roar that shook the entire arena resounded.

Longya opened its mouth wide, and a ball of raging flame suddenly spewed out.

It transformed into a blazing line of fire and shot towards Lu Chen in an instant.

The coverage area is as wide as five meters.

Knowing that Lu Chen was strong in close combat, he wanted to take him down in one fell swoop with a ranged attack.

"Under my fiery rays, you cannot escape!"

As Long Ya sneered, the flame rays pierced through Lu Chen's body, completely engulfing him.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence!

"How is this possible? Lu Chen was just killed like that?!"

"Th...what is that?!"

Just then, a spectator suddenly screamed.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a golden giant suddenly appear in the flames.

Upon seeing this, Long Ya was startled, then gritted his teeth and increased his soul power output:

"No matter what you are, you'll all be reduced to ashes under my flames!"

The moment he saw the golden giant, Poison Undying jumped up from his seat, his eyes narrowing sharply:

"This is... the real body!"

The golden giant glanced at Longya with indifferent eyes.

The next moment, it vanished without a trace.

When they reappeared, they had already arrived behind Longya.

A terrifying sense of oppression suddenly descended.

Longya felt his whole body stiffen, as if he were being stared at by some kind of prehistoric beast.

Before he could react, a soft "plop" sound came.

Long Ya's body trembled, and he subconsciously lowered his head.

A still-beating heart suddenly appeared before their eyes.

"How...how is this possible!"

Longya spat out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open!

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence once again, followed by a deafening gasp!

"Longya...is dead!"

"A dignified level 29 Great Soul Master was actually killed in one move by a Soul Warrior!"

Lu Chen pulled out his bloodied arm, his eyes remaining calm and unwavering.

"With the Martial Soul in my body, my strength increased several times in an instant."

Even a level 29 Soul Master could be instantly killed if they were careless.

Based on its current performance, it should be enough to attract the attention of the Body Sect.

Even if no one from the Body Sect is present, news of these two battles will surely spread throughout the entire Heavenly Spirit City by tomorrow morning.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

Luo Du smashed the wine glass in his hand against the glass.

His eyes were filled with extreme anger.

"Old Wang, go kill him! I want him dead!"