Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 180 The Level 8 Soul Tool, the Death God's Nether Sword, Breaks Through to Level 70 (4K)

Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars to new heights!

After his body was crippled, Ma Rulong replaced his right arm and left leg with soul tools, becoming the first soul tool modifier in the history of the Sun Moon Empire. He clenched his metal right fist and grinned:

"During the final team battle of the Soul Master Competition, you pointed the Angelic Holy Sword at my throat, and I still vividly remember the stinging pain. I am a proud person, but for the glory of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, I had to make the calmest judgment, swallow my anger, and preserve my strength."

Today I have nothing to carry. Come on, let's have a good fight and finish the battle that should have been fought three years ago!

Before Lin Jiaran could announce the start of the battle, Ma Rulong could not contain the surging fighting spirit in his chest. A sound similar to gears turning rang out from his right arm, and more than fifty metal cannons of varying thicknesses instantly emerged.

This wasn't a normal Soul Master releasing a Soul Tool; it was more like the Soul Tool grew directly from Ma Rulong's right arm.

Each metal cannon barrel was dark gold in color. During the Soul Master Competition, Ma Rulong, who was only a sixth-level Soul Master, was able to independently make and use a seventh-level Soul Tool.

Now that he has broken through to become a level seven soul master, he is already adept at controlling level seven soul tools, and all the level seven cannon barrels instantly shone with a deep light!

The concentrated power of a level seven soul tool is terrifying. The violent roar exploded simultaneously from all directions of the test field. The Sun Moon Academy students in the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes, unable to look away for even half a second.

An eighth-level Soul Master is a senior teacher at Mingde Hall, while Ma Rulong, a top-tier seventh-level Soul Master, is the strongest student at Mingde Hall and can be considered the senior disciple of Mingde Hall.

Previously, none of the Sun Moon Challengers had been able to force Ling Bai to use a single soul skill while possessed by the Six-Winged Angel. The Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy had lost face, and Ma Rulong carried all their hopes!

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"

The dense bombardment sounded one after another. To the disappointment of the Sun Moon Academy students, the level 7 soul-guided cannons were blocked by the Angelic Holy Sword. They were either slashed or hacked, but could not penetrate Ling Bai's body.

Ling Bai transformed into a hazy phantom, constantly approaching Ma Rulong. As the Lord of the Sky, the Six-Winged Angel inherently grants Soul Masters top-tier speed, and the Soul Bone also enhances the power and speed of the corresponding body parts.

He absorbed the left leg bone of the Salu Mozhen. This 100,000-year-old soul bone was imbued with the two great soul skills, Unseen Shadow and Void, which greatly enhanced his speed.

The surging aura was powerful and murderous, and the angelic sword sliced ​​through the air above Ma Rulong's head, emitting a sharp whistling sound!

"Crunch... crunch..."

The Angelic Holy Sword, which was usually invincible, was now stuck. The right arm of the Soul Guide, which was blocking the golden blade, gleamed with a cold, hard metallic color under the dim sunlight. Judging from the depth of the blade's embedding, the sword hadn't even cut halfway.

Ling Bai looked surprised, and through the gap in the raised arm, he saw Ma Rulong's smug, infuriating smile.

"The inner part of its arm is made of adamantite used to create an invincible shield; it can't be cut anymore!"

With a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, Ling Bai decisively drew his sword. The blade rubbed against the iron-blue right arm of the Soul Guide, creating dazzling sparks. Metal powder splattered onto the ground, instantly emitting wisps of blue smoke.

A gust of wind tore at Ling Bai's face. He stood still, turning his head to the side and drawing his sword. A huge metal fist grazed his cheek, and the blade of the Angelic Holy Sword tore open Ma Rulong's skin, revealing the bright red flesh beneath. Blood trickled down and gathered at his jaw.

Everyone, including Jing Hongchen, the head of Mingde Hall, was worried for them. One was Ma Rulong, the only pioneer of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy who had integrated soul guidance biotechnology, and the other was a god-level martial soul trained by Shrek Academy. If they were to suffer heavy losses, both sides would be at a huge disadvantage.

"How was it? Was it exciting enough?"

Ma Rulong tilted his head back and let out a sneer. In the past, he was more skilled in long-range attacks with soul-guided cannons, but after acquiring the refined gold right arm, he transformed into a dual cultivator of both long and short ranges. A man's romance is all about fists hitting flesh!

Ling Bai's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He suddenly grabbed Ma Rulong's arm beside his face, spun around and approached, and with a fierce sword strike, he severed the soul guide arm, which had been the culmination of so much effort, at the root!

Blood spurted out, and a terrifying roar echoed across the testing ground.

With a kick, Ma Rulong's muscular body was sent flying. The moment he was hit head-on, Ma Rulong seemed stunned for a second. He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a fixed soul-guided cannon, and his whole body was filled with excruciating pain. This force sent him flying into the air and flipping him twice before he crashed heavily to the ground.

The chaotic noises continued incessantly. Ma Rulong touched the back of his head and found a sticky mess. The ground was cracked like a spider web, with a pool of blood pooling in the center.

The metal right arm fell to the ground beside Ma Rulong, and at the same time, Ling Bai's calm voice rang out:

"Refined metal is as hard as a rock. If your entire body were made of refined metal, it would indeed be quite troublesome, but you only have one arm and one leg."

"Severing the connection point, I've learned my lesson..."

Ma Rulong slowly got up. Despite his right arm being severed at the root, he did not seem to want to admit defeat. He charged forward again, and suddenly pulled a black slender sword from his metal left leg. The black sword was like the sharp horn of a demon, and occasionally flashed with ferocious lightning.

Fierce and swift!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying, illuminating their faces. One was as calm and indifferent as a stone statue, while the other resembled a bloodthirsty demon.

"The Spear of Death?"

Ling Bai recognized the familiar aura of death emanating from the black sword.

"That's in the past. Its current name is the Death God's Nether Sword," Ma Rulong corrected.

The Death God's Nether Sword: The Sun and Moon Team collected those broken Death Spears, and Ma Rulong transformed them into this level eight peak soul tool that inherited the power of the Death Spears!

The thick black light frantically devoured all the light around it, and the audience, looking from afar, couldn't help but feel a shiver from the bottom of their hearts.

Ling Bai's expression turned slightly somber. Ma Rulong used to need the assistance of a level seven soul tool, the Chapter of Sacrifice, to use the Sword of Judgment. But now he activated the Death God's Nether Sword on his own!

The earth suddenly cracked open, and a strange black circular symbol took shape under Ling Bai's feet. Black death flames shot out from the ground. Just then, the Death God's Nether Sword, which had erupted, descended with an ominous black tail flame!

The Death God's Nether Sword comes with the skill: Death God's Annihilation!

In the stillness of the night, everything seemed to freeze in Ling Bai's eyes. The setting sun slanted into the test field, and tiny dust particles were fixed in the sunlight. The light shone on the surprised, terrified, and shocked faces. In this world, everything was like a colorless oil painting, except for him, who was full of color.

Man and sword become one.

The angelic sword drew a sun wheel, which looked somewhat incredible. Ling Bai seemed to have drawn the vast sun in the sky, and the scorching radiance of the sun was his sword light.

As the first sun wheel appeared, Death's Annihilation truly vanished. Ma Rulong roared. His transformation into a half-soul guide had also changed his personality. His eyes were filled with fierce malice as he gritted his teeth and ordered Death's Netherworld Sword to continue its downward strike.

The Angelic Holy Sword parried the Death God's Nether Sword. Ma Rulong was not a true swordsmanship soul master; he had not learned sword techniques or comprehended sword intent. All he possessed was the hard body provided by his soul tool.

A deafening hurricane swept past, and Ma Rulong couldn't see the Angelic Holy Sword clearly. It was too fast; he couldn't even catch a glimpse of it. Just as the thought of dodging crossed his mind, the attack was right on his forehead. Instinctively, he dodged to the right as much as possible, but the sword struck his left shoulder.

Ma Rulong fell to the ground, rolled three times, and crashed into the wall of the test field, still tightly gripping the broken Death God's Nether Sword in his hand.

"Death God's Nether Sword, what a powerful name. It's a pity you're neither the god of death nor can you wield a sword."

The Ultimate Death has not yet called itself the Grim Reaper. How can an eighth-level soul tool created with a spider spear produced by the Ten-Thousand-Year Death Spider King be worthy of the name of the Grim Reaper?

Applause rose and fell. These were exchange students from Shrek Academy. Their eyes shone as they looked at Ling Bai, who stood in the center of the arena holding a sword. Many of them were seeing this legendary genius disciple of the Martial Soul system for the first time.

Lin Jiaran walked to Ma Rulong's side on the ground and checked his breathing. The huge external force had made him temporarily unconscious, and the hideous wound on his left arm meant that he would probably have to get another soul guide arm.

"So ruthless?"

Lin Jiaran gave Ling Bai a deep look, and began to consider whether the original plan was feasible.

In the audience, Ji Juechen got up and left. Jing Ziyan immediately followed, asking, "Old Ji, Old Ji, where are you going?"

"Practicing swordsmanship."

Ji Juechen moved with lightning speed. Having watched Ling Bai's battle all day, his desire to practice swordsmanship had reached its peak!

A full day of relentless battles failed to induce his martial soul possession. The people from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy covered their faces and sighed. Some chose to give up and surrender, while many others looked at Ling Bai with burning flames in their eyes.

With two days left in the friendly match, they still have time, and they are all eager and ready to go.

Seeing the students' spirits, Jing Hongchen nodded in satisfaction and instructed, "Jiayi, tell the kids that whoever can get Ling Bai to use his Martial Soul will be rewarded with a million gold soul coins, and I'll personally make three level-eight soul tools for him!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ning Tian and Wu Feng jumped down from the audience seats. The former joked with a smile, "Brother Bai, now you've become the public enemy of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy. So many people are thinking of defeating you."

Ling Bai did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes, savoring the lingering aftertaste of the final unity of man and sword. Battle was indeed the best way to hone oneself; the more difficult a person is, the easier it is for them to unleash their potential.

The nascent sword intent needs a lot of combat to nourish it. The more than 10,000 students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy are top-quality materials for nurturing swords, unlike Shrek Academy, which has a small number of students. The two academies combined may not even have 2,000 students.

When Ling Bai reopened his eyes, his soul power surged, and he broke through the bottleneck as if by natural flow.

Soul power advancement, level 70.

P.S.: I was called to a meeting halfway through writing this (╥_╥), I'll finish the other half later.

(End of this chapter)