Douluo: The Martial Soul Asura Armor, a Good Spirit Turning Evil

When I woke up, the sun had already climbed above the window frame.

Duanmu Yan opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for two seconds, and then turned over.

The dormitory was quiet, and there was no sound from the next room, so Ye Guyi had probably left long ago.

He slowly sat up and rubbed his neck.

Yesterday's fight wasn't tiring, but it was mentally draining. After a good night's sleep, I feel heavy-hearted.

There was no training scheduled for today, nor had he received any new assignments. Duanmu Yan thought for a moment and decided to go for a walk.

He pulled a set of casual clothes out of the closet.

The long, dark gray coat had narrow cuffs and no school badge or signage indicating the inner courtyard.

He wasn't used to Shrek's school uniform; the collar was too tight, making it difficult to move around, like stuffing a person into a mold.

After changing his clothes, he left his dormitory and walked along the covered bridge of Poseidon Island.

The sun shines warmly on my skin, and a breeze blows across the lake, making me feel lazy.

He planned to take a stroll around the East Gate area.

The area around the east gate of Shrek City is the busiest place, with shops, restaurants, and soul tool stores clustered together. He hasn't properly explored it in a long time.

Not far from the school gate, a fragrant aroma of smoke wafted over.

Duanmu Yan paused in his steps.

A grilled fish stall stands on the street corner, the charcoal fire is burning brightly, and seven or eight fish are arranged on the iron rack. The fish skin is grilled until crispy, brushed with sauce, and sizzling with oil.

There was a short queue in front of the stall, mostly students from the Foreign Languages ​​Department, chatting in twos and threes.

He glanced up at the stall owner.

He knew the person, but they weren't close.

Although he didn't know many people at Shrek Academy.

However, he recalled the description of Huo Yuhao grilling fish in the original novel:

Using mental energy to observe the heat, the sauce is a secret recipe, and it's said that some conceptual elements have been added...

To be honest, he was a little curious.

Duanmu Yan stood at the end of the line, his hands tucked into his sleeves, waiting listlessly.

The line moved forward a few steps, and then a few more people lined up behind him.

As the people in front of me finished buying and left, they would all turn around and look back. One person took a bite as he walked away and mumbled, "It still tastes the same."

It was his turn.

Huo Yuhao was flipping the fish with practiced ease. With a quick flip and press of the metal clamps, the fish was turned over, and the sauce was brushed on, making a sizzling sound.

He looked up, ready to ask the next person what flavor they wanted, but his gaze fell on Duanmu Yan's face, and the iron clamp in his hand paused for a moment.

Duanmu Yan.

My memories were instantly pulled back to that time in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Especially after learning about Duanmu Yan's life from Teacher Beibei, he vaguely formed a stereotype about him.

"Um... Senior Duanmu." Huo Yuhao's voice was a little tense, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the metal tongs in his hand. "How many grilled fish would you like?"

Duanmu Yan glanced at him. The boy's apron was stained with sauce and fish scales. His hands were steady, but his eyes were a little evasive.

"One," Duanmu Yan said.

The moment the words left his mouth, a figure flashed through his mind.

The last time Ye Guyi was sunbathing in his yard, he was chewing on a candied hawthorn and mumbled, "I've tried everything in Shrek City, it's not that interesting anymore."

She probably hasn't eaten grilled fish before.

"...two."

Huo Yuhao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, okay, please wait a moment."

The metal clamps tumbled, and the charcoal crackled.

Duanmu Yan stood in front of the stall, watching Huo Yuhao skillfully sprinkle the ingredients and flip the food, his movements fluid and seamless.

In less than two minutes, two fish were put into an oil paper bag and handed over.

"A total of eight copper coins."

Duanmu Yan took out the money and accepted the paper bag.

A steaming aroma wafted from the paper bag, a mixture of sauce and charred fish skin.

He turned around and walked back, but stopped after taking two steps and looked back once more.

Huo Yuhao had already lowered his head and was busy grilling the next batch of fish.

Duanmu Yan withdrew his gaze, picked up the two grilled fish, and walked towards Shrek Academy.

Duanmu Yan hadn't walked far with the grilled fish when Lake Haishen came into view.

The lake was calm, its water a deep blue-green, and the silhouette of Poseidon Island in the distance appeared serene in the afternoon light.

He walked along the lakeside path, intending to circle around halfway back to the inner courtyard through the side gate.

The moment I stepped onto the stone path, a violent energy surge erupted from the opposite shore of the lake.

Duanmu Yan paused in his steps.

The fluctuation came extremely quickly, like an enraged wild beast rampaging wildly.

The temperature in the air suddenly rose, and the water vapor on the lake surface evaporated into a layer of white mist, surging and rolling towards him.

He reacted almost the instant he sensed it.

Dark purple light burst forth from his body, and the Asura Armor covered his entire body in the blink of an eye.

The clicking sound of the armor closing was swallowed up by the oncoming heat wave, and as the mask fell, the violent energy slammed into his face.

boom--

The crimson flames, mixed with dark, malevolent energy, crashed down on us like a collapsing wall.

Duanmu Yan crossed his arms and placed them in front of him.

The dark purple light on the surface of the armor flashed violently, the stone slabs under his feet were shattered, and his body was pushed back three feet, the soles of his shoes plowing two shallow grooves in the gravel.

The flames split off from both sides of his body, instantly scorching half of the willow tree behind him, and tearing the lakeside railings away like paper.

But the armor held up.

There wasn't even a dent left on the breastplate, only a few tiny scratches that seemed insignificant against the dark purple surface.

The evil energy tried to seep into the gaps in the armor, but it was blocked by the light on the surface of the armor and dissipated with a hiss.

Duanmu Yan lowered his arm and looked up in the direction from which the energy was coming.

On the opposite shore of the lake, a figure bursts out from the white mist.

Ma Xiaotao.

Her spirit rings were fully activated, with all six spirit rings spinning wildly around her, their colors becoming unstable, sometimes purple and sometimes black.

Crimson flames, mixed with dark, malevolent energy, emanated from her body, turning the ground beneath her feet red-hot and melting the stone slabs into viscous lava.

Her eyes were red.

It wasn't the kind of red that comes from a martial spirit possessing a spirit, but rather a red that had lost its mind, like that of a wild beast.

Duanmu Yan frowned.

The evil fire got out of control.

He had heard of Ma Xiaotao's Evil Phoenix Martial Soul before; it would go berserk when the evil fire could not be suppressed.

There are two people in Shrek Academy who have been placed on Duanmu Yan's high-risk list.

One is Tang Ya, and the other is Ma Xiaotao.

If Tang Ya's becoming an evil soul master was a passive consequence of the attributes deep within her martial soul, then Ma Xiaotao's was an active one.

She knew perfectly well that the evil attribute within her martial soul would be amplified once she cultivated and changed, to the point that she might not even be able to control it.

By comparison.

Tang Ya's behavior was far better than Ma Xiaotao's.

However, Duanmu Yan was not interested in these things.

All he knew was that Ma Xiaotao was currently just a puppet controlled by evil attributes, and there was even a risk that she would become an evil soul master.

And the evil spirit master... must die!