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

Despite the clear moonlight, Tianling City remained bustling with activity.

Bei Yuxuan led Lu Chen and Tang Ya to a tall building.

The building is 100 meters high and has a semi-circular shape.

Its peak pierces the clouds, like a giant beast crouching in the darkness.

Twelve soul-guided lamps are installed on each side of the wall, and twenty-four beams of light are focused on the plaque at the center of the building.

Heavenly Spirit Battle Arena!

The five gilded characters stood out prominently in the darkness, clearly visible even from several streets away.

At this time, people were coming and going outside the gate, and many vendors set up stalls on both sides of the street to sell their wares.

It was clearly a lively place.

"Is this the Great Soul Arena? It's really impressive!" Lu Chen exclaimed sincerely.

Tang Ya's big eyes scanned back and forth across the food stalls, her mouth watering.

"So much delicious food!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth and dry heaved, looking puzzled. "Uh, what's wrong? Why do I feel a little nauseous?"

Lu Chen rolled his eyes helplessly: "You've eaten too much, you're just stuffed."

The ten-thousand-year-old soul beast meat that Bei Yuxuan served at noon was extremely nourishing.

Even though she only ate some hundred-year-old soul beast meat that evening, Tang Ya was completely stuffed.

The smell of oil from street food at this moment naturally makes me nauseous.

Bei Yuxuan flicked his folding fan and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, Miss Tang, it's about time. Let's go inside."

Lu Chen nodded.

The group made their way through the crowd and headed into the arena.

Just then, a strange, eerie voice suddenly rang out from the street behind:

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Bei Yu? Didn't you lose enough yesterday? Are you here to throw money away again today?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Bei Yuxuan paused, his previously warm smile instantly turning cold, and his face darkening.

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow and turned to look.

A young man dressed in a dark red hunting outfit, with a sinister expression, strode over, surrounded by a group of people.

He was about the same age as Bei Yuxuan, but his brows revealed an unconcealable chill.

Three young men followed behind him.

Two men and one woman, all emanating strong soul power fluctuations.

The most striking thing was an old woman standing next to him, her body hunched over and her face wrinkled like orange peel.

She leaned on a black cane, closed her eyes to rest, as if everything around her was irrelevant to her.

But it was that appearance, so like that of an ordinary person, that made Lu Chen's heart skip a beat.

This is a strong person!

"Luodu!"

Bei Yuxuan looked at the newcomer, uttering two words through gritted teeth, his tone icy.

Tang Ya was taken aback for a moment, then a look of disgust appeared on her face. "I didn't expect this guy to come too."

"You know him?" Lu Chen asked curiously.

Tang Ya nodded and explained in a low voice, "He is the youngest son of the 'Duke of Breaking Formations,' one of the six dukes of the Heavenly Soul Empire."

He was arrogant, domineering, and had a twisted personality. He had a particular fondness for torturing women and was notorious in Tiandou City.

Lu Chen nodded slightly; this did fit his stereotype of certain nobles.

Luo Du had already approached.

He first glanced at Bei Yuxuan with disdain, then his gaze swept over Lu Chen.

His eyes were instantly filled with greed, fixed on Tang Ya's shapely body.

"Tsk tsk, Bei Yuxuan, it seems you were blinded by your losses yesterday, so today you're resorting to hiring virgins to risk your lives?"

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his tone lewd, "This chick isn't bad looking, with that figure and that face..."

"Why not come with me? One gold soul coin a night, I guarantee you'll be much better off than this good-for-nothing."

He made no attempt to conceal his filth, as if women were nothing more than playthings to be used at will.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ya's face turned deathly pale.

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he dared not speak out.

She instinctively grabbed Lu Chen's clothes tightly.

The Luo family is a ducal family, with a titled Douluo in charge.

Even the Tang Clan, with her parents still alive, wouldn't dare to provoke her easily, let alone someone like her who has nothing now.

She feared that if she spoke out in rebuttal, she would implicate Lu Chen.

"Shut up!"

Bei Yuxuan's eyes were icy. He stepped forward, blocking Tang Ya's path, and stared intently at Luo Du. "Watch your mouth! They are my friends!"

The onlookers immediately began to whisper among themselves:

"This is the little tyrant of the Luo family? He lives up to his reputation; his mouth is too sharp."

"Shh, keep your voice down! The two ducal mansions have been fighting for decades."

In the life-or-death arena of Tianling City, members of these two families die almost every day.

Luo Du seemed not to hear Bei Yuxuan's words, still staring straight at Tang Ya, and reached out to touch her face.

"If you look at me with those lewd eyes again, I'll gouge your eyes out."

A chilling, piercing voice suddenly rang out.

Luo Du felt an extremely terrifying, dense, and tangible killing intent instantly lock onto him.

He instinctively took a step back, his face suddenly freezing.

Lu Chen stood still, his eyes coldly fixed on Luo Du, his gaze filled with undisguised killing intent.

"Damn it! Where did this bastard come from?!"

Luo Du realized he had been intimidated by a seemingly ordinary civilian, and immediately flew into a rage, screaming:

"Old Wang, cripple him! Tear his mouth apart!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman who had been resting with her eyes closed suddenly opened them.

Two streaks of purple lightning flashed in his murky eyes!

boom!

An overwhelming and terrifying pressure descended instantly.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black.

Eight dazzling spirit rings slowly rose from beneath her feet, encircling her body.

"Contra?!" A terrified scream erupted from the crowd.

"It's Old Madam Wang from the Luo family! She actually took action herself!"

"Wang Ou, isn't it beneath your dignity to personally intervene in a conflict between the younger generation?"

Old Chen's eyes remained calm, showing no fear of the old woman opposite him.

With a sway of his figure, eight spirit rings also surrounded his body, and his aura was in no way inferior.

"Another Contra Master!"

"What terrifying pressure!"

The onlookers were shocked, their bodies forced to retreat repeatedly by the pressure of the two powerful auras.

Some even collapsed to the ground, terrified, with cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.

"This old woman doesn't care about status; she only obeys the young master's orders."

Wang Ou snorted coldly and stomped her cane hard.

The surrounding soul power surged violently, and the killing intent was directed at Lu Chen.

Upon seeing this, Elder Chen immediately stepped in front of Lu Chen and the other two.

He condensed his own soul power into a protective shield, firmly protecting the three of them inside.

"What terrifying soul power fluctuations!" Lu Chen's expression changed slightly.

Even though Elder Chen blocked most of the pressure, he could still feel that heart-palpitating soul power.

He gained a clearer understanding of the top powerhouses in the Douluo world.

The mere dissipation of soul power is already so terrifying; if it were to actually fight, the destructive power would be unimaginable.

This is just a Soul Douluo, how strong would a Title Douluo be?

While Lu Chen was shocked, his eyes became even more excited.

He strengthened his resolve and became stronger!

"He can even laugh while facing Contra..."

Old Chen noticed Lu Chen's unusual behavior and his expression turned strange. "He's a real monster."

The two Soul Douluos faced off, and tensions were high.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

"Lu Chen, what do we do?"

Tang Ya gripped Lu Chen's hand tightly, her voice trembling.

The power of Contra is truly terrifying.

Lu Chen held her slightly cool hand tightly and gently comforted her, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

He wasn't actually worried about his own safety. It was easy to tell from the discussions around him that the families of the Duke of Beiyu and the Duke of Pozhen were sworn enemies.

Bei Yuxuan and Luo Du were already hostile to each other.

In addition, there's his identity as a "disciple of the Body Sect".

As long as Bei Yuxuan isn't stupid, he will never sit idly by.

This is also the source of his confidence to directly rebuke Luo Du.