Douluo Continent: I Can Summon Heroic Spirits

Chapter 106 Suppressing the Witch Elder

After speaking, Ye Chenxing turned his gaze slightly, his deep eyes falling on Elder Wu.

"Now that we're all family, everything is easy to discuss, but," he paused slightly, his tone suddenly turning cold, "the offense Elder Wu committed against this tower master naturally deserves appropriate punishment."

Old Wu frowned immediately, his gaunt face turning frosty, and he coldly snorted, "What do you want?"

Ye Chenxing knew very well that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was now considered part of his power, and Ning Yunyun was pragmatic and didn't seem to have any ulterior motives. But this Elder Wu was completely different.

As the pillar of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, and a super Douluo of level 97, Elder Wu is undoubtedly a major unstable factor.

The other party is an outstanding graduate of Shrek Academy. Judging from his behavior, he is a typical Soul Master who has been deeply brainwashed by the "Shrek Glory".

Ye Chenxing was all too aware of the extent of this brainwashing's erosion.

According to the original work, even if the country is destroyed, the Soul Masters will follow the Sun Moon Empire; but if the Sun Moon Empire really destroys Shrek Academy, these Soul Masters will fight back desperately.

To truly subdue such a proud and arrogant Super Douluo and make her willingly obey one's orders, the intimidation of high-level soul tools alone will not work. One must demonstrate genuine, hard power to shatter her arrogance.

"I'm not an unreasonable person either." Ye Chenxing's lips curled into a smile as he said, "Since Elder Wu comes from Shrek Academy, let's solve problems in the way Shrek Academy loves most."

"Oh? You, a citizen of the Sun Moon Empire, know something about Shrek Academy?"

"Of course, no one understands Shrek better than me."

"How do we deal with this blatant boasting?"

"It's simple, let's make a bet."

Upon hearing the word "bet," a glint flashed in Elder Wu's cloudy eyes, and the unique Shrek DNA within him instantly activated. He blurted out, "Alright! What do you want to bet on?"

Ning Yunyun's expression changed slightly. She was about to say something to persuade Ye Chenxing, but Ye Chenxing turned his head away and shook his head at her. Ning Yunyun's red lips parted slightly, but in the end she had no choice but to give up and swallow the words that were about to come out.

Ye Chenxing turned around and continued, "How about we use the method you Shrek people like best? Let's have a Soul Battle, shall we?"

Elder Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp, oppressive aura emanating from him: "Compared to whom?"

"Naturally, it's with me."

"To be honest, with your strength comparable to a Super Douluo, it would be disrespectful for me, as the Tower Master of the Star Tower, not to take action."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yunyun's pupils shrank, her face filled with disbelief, and she even thought there was something wrong with her ears.

Ye Chenxing just said that he is only thirteen years old this year! Even if a thirteen-year-old boy is a once-in-a-millennium genius, his cultivation level would probably be difficult to cross the threshold of Soul King at most.

And what level is Elder Wu? He's a genuine level 97 Super Douluo!

The difference in strength between the two during this period can no longer be described as a chasm; even calling it an insurmountable chasm would be insufficient to describe the gap between them!

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu was slightly taken aback, and said in a deep voice, "Are you serious?"

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond." Ye Chenxing stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "If you can defeat me, I can preserve the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's freedom to the greatest extent possible. But if you lose, as punishment, Elder Wu, you must completely obey the arrangements of my Star Tower."

In Elder Wu's eyes, this was practically a freebie offered by an arrogant youngster, and he immediately snorted coldly, "Fine! Where shall we fight our souls then?"

Ye Chenxing smiled slightly: "This place will suffice."

"here?"

"Yes, right here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Gu Dongfeng, who had been standing by his side, waved his hand in perfect unison. An invisible force surged out, and the tables and chairs in the council hall slowly sank as if submerged in water, clearing a wide and open space in a moment.

"Let's begin."

"Hopefully it won't waste too much of my time."

This sentence completely enraged the Super Douluo. Wu Lao narrowed her eyes and suddenly sprang up! Confident in her status, she didn't even release her Martial Soul, yet her speed was as fast as a ghost. The people present couldn't even catch her afterimage, and she instantly approached Ye Chenxing's face.

Ning Yunyun, who was standing to the side, immediately felt her heart jump into her throat. After all, the difference in cultivation between the two was too great. If Elder Wu injured the Tower Master with one blow, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be doomed!

Although the old witch was furious, she was also very pragmatic. Although her palm strike was powerful and fierce, she did not use her soul power, but only attacked with the strength of her own body.

Of course, even if a Super Douluo with a Beast Martial Soul only uses physical strength, a single palm strike is something that an ordinary Soul Master cannot withstand.

Just when everyone thought Ye Chenxing was about to be defeated in one move, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.

The old man's palm actually stopped in mid-air, less than half a foot away from Ye Chenxing's face!

The three members of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School all looked puzzled.

Why is that? Could it be that the Super Douluo held back, stopping short of defeat? This isn't Elder Wu's style...

Do not!

At this moment, Elder Wu's face had become extremely pale, even showing an eerie pallor.

She was horrified to discover that her arm was completely out of her control; it could not extend any further and was even trembling slightly in mid-air.

"What trick did you use?" the old shaman asked in a hoarse voice.

Ye Chenxing didn't answer, a playful smile flashing in his red eyes as he quietly watched her.

This nonchalant demeanor completely ignited Elder Wu's fury, and the pressure of a Super Douluo erupted!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine dazzling spirit rings rose up suddenly, accompanied by a deafening, high-pitched dragon roar. Blazing crimson flames erupted from Wu Lao's body like a volcanic eruption, instantly engulfing her completely.

A series of cracking sounds rang out as her previously slightly hunched figure suddenly grew taller, her withered muscles becoming exaggerated.

The earth swelled and bulged, forcefully tearing the outer layer apart.

On the exposed skin, a layer of fine and hard dark red dragon scales spread wildly, with the edges of the scales even faintly emitting scorching sparks.

However, at the very moment she summoned her Martial Soul, Elder Wu was astonished to find that the abundant power she normally felt after her Martial Soul possessed her was completely gone. In fact, her trembling arms spread downwards, and her whole body began to tremble.

How could this be?!

With her martial spirit possessed, she finally realized why she couldn't move forward.

It was an absolute suppression from the deepest, most fundamental part of her martial soul bloodline! Like a superior looking down on an ant, it made her soul tremble, and she almost had the urge to prostrate herself on the spot and worship, or to turn around and run away immediately.

If it weren't for her extraordinary cultivation level of 97, which was holding her up, she would probably have already collapsed to her knees, trembling uncontrollably!

"This—this terrifying dragon's might—how is this possible?!"

In sight, the thirteen-year-old boy still stood there quietly.

But in the old witch's perception, that slender figure was like a giant dragon that blotted out the sky, and she could only bow down and submit to its pressure.

The terrifying dragon aura emanating from Ye Chenxing was not something that came out of thin air. It originated from the blessings of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, as well as the two Dragon King soul bones fused within his body.

Elder Wu's martial spirit is a fire dragon, a genuine dragon martial spirit.

Originally, the True Dragon Martial Soul would indeed be suppressed by superior bloodlines when facing Dragon King level beings, but it should never have been in such a sorry state.

Just like Tang Wulin in the original Douluo Continent III, no matter how violent the Golden Dragon King's aura was, it never caused such an outrageous situation when suppressing Soul Masters with Dragon-type Martial Souls.

The root cause of this situation lies in the two Dragon Kings behind Ye Chenxing.

One is the Ice Dragon (Water Dragon) King. The other is the Fire Dragon King.

The combined might of the two dragons is far more than a simple addition of one. Moreover, one of them is inherently and irrevocably superior to the fire dragon in terms of elemental affinity, while the other is the true ancestor of all fire-type dragons!

How strict is the hierarchy among dragons?

It was precisely under this dual suppression of attributes and bloodline that the old shaman trembled on the spot, completely unable to make a move.

Of course, if she were to forcefully use her Martial Soul True Body without reservation, she might be able to resist the dragon's attack with her profound cultivation as a level 97 Super Douluo. But even so, her strength would be reduced to less than one-tenth of its original value.

"What's wrong, Elder Wu? Aren't you going to make a move?"

Ye Chenxing spoke again, his voice echoing in the old man's ears.

However, Elder Wu didn't even have the strength to speak. The chest of this level 97 Super Douluo heaved violently, and he could only let out heavy breathing.

Ye Chenxing remained calm and took a step forward at a leisurely pace.

"tread."

This step was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Old Wu felt the pressure in front of him increase again, his legs went weak, and he involuntarily took a step back.

She was almost completely soaked in cold sweat.

What kind of monstrous martial soul does he possess? How could he possibly overcome so many levels of soul power and suppress her bloodline?

A tremendous wave of emotion surged through Wu Lao's heart. If there was any being that could suppress her dragon bloodline, the only one she had ever seen in her life was the Gluttonous Divine Ox Elder Xuan from Shrek Academy.

But that was back when she was just a student at Shrek Academy's inner court.

Since she graduated and joined the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, she has never fought against Elder Xuan again.

Having reached level 97, she no longer believed that she could be suppressed by Elder Xuan's martial spirit.

Moreover, back then, Elder Xuan suppressed her, a Soul Emperor at level sixty-something, with his supreme cultivation of level ninety-eight.

But now, the situation has completely reversed. A young man who is only thirteen years old and not even a Soul King has actually used his Dragon Might to pin her, a Super Douluo, to the spot.

Ye Chenxing stepped forward, each step seemingly landing on Wu Lao's heart: Wu Lao's face turned pale, and her body instinctively moved backward step by step until, with a "bang," her back slammed against a hard stone wall.

There is no way to retreat, and no way to avoid it.

Ye Chenxing lifted his foot, about to take another step, but Elder Wu had lost the strength to even look up at him.

"I give up!"

Finally, Old Wu broke down, clenching his teeth and squeezing out those three words almost through clenched teeth.

The moment the words left his mouth, the terrifying dragon's might that had been pressing down on the void vanished in an instant, arriving abruptly and disappearing without a trace.

Without the source of the suppression, Elder Wu seemed to have all his strength drained away instantly. He slumped to the ground, panting heavily, completely devoid of his previous arrogance.

Ning Yunyun's expression changed, and she quickly stepped forward, raising her hand slightly to release her soul power, carefully helping the sect elder to his feet.

The old shaman struggled to stand up against the wall, his crimson-gold vertical pupils gradually returning to normal, but the lingering fear in his eyes could not be hidden.

She looked at the composed young man and asked in a trembling voice, "—May I ask, Tower Master, what exactly is your Martial Soul?"

Ye Chenxing simply extended one index finger and made a shushing gesture to her lips.

"confidential."

He left those two words behind, rolled up his sleeves, turned around, and walked out of the reception room.

Only after the figure completely disappeared from sight did Ning Yunyun turn her head and ask in a low voice, "Elder Wu, what exactly happened just now?"

Ye Chenxing controlled the dragon's might extremely well, and it was almost entirely focused on Elder Wu.

After calming his disordered qi and blood, Elder Wu gave a bitter laugh, his voice even sounding somewhat hoarse from exhaustion: "Yunyun, you really made the right choice this time. That guy—the dragon might he exuded was something I've never felt in my entire life. It far surpasses a True Dragon Martial Soul; it's truly unfathomable!"

At this point, her expression became terrifyingly serious. She patted Ning Yunyun's hand and warned, "Listen to me, whatever you do, whatever you do, don't provoke him. Our young tower master will surely dominate this era in the future!"

This experience caused this proud and arrogant Super Douluo to make a complete 180-degree turn in his attitude.

When had Wu Feng and Ning Tian ever seen Elder Wu show such fear and even awe? They looked at each other, each seeing a silent shock in the other's eyes.

Ning Yunyun breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School made the right move."

After a moment, she looked away and turned her gaze to her daughter, Ning Lingtian, beside her.

"Tian'er, I intend to entrust this Qiluo Tulip to you for absorption."

"How can this be?!"

Ning Tian's pupils dilated suddenly, and he said urgently, "Mother, as the head of a sect, this immortal herb should definitely be absorbed by you, and it's your hope for breaking through to the Soul Douluo level!"

Ning Yunyun shook her head and smiled gently, "Silly child. The sect's predecessors have clearly recorded that the younger the Soul Master, the better the effect of absorbing this immortal herb that seizes the creation of heaven and earth."

She brushed a stray hair behind her ear and sighed with a touch of self-deprecation: "I'm already quite old. Even if I force a breakthrough with the help of the medicine, I might not be able to replicate the achievements of my ancestor Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda. But you're different; you're still young."

Looking at her daughter, who was gradually becoming more docile, Ning Yunyun's eyes held a hint of expectation: "Your talent already surpasses mine. You broke through to the Soul Venerable level at the age of eleven. Such a cultivation speed is extremely rare, even in the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, where geniuses abound. As long as you perfectly absorb this immortal herb, your achievements will surely surpass those of all your ancestors."

"and----"

Before she could finish speaking, Ning Yunyun suddenly turned to the side, her beautiful eyes gazing thoughtfully in the direction Ye Chenxing had left.

Thirteen years old?

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