Douluo Continent: Lin Dong transmigrates into Huo Yuhao

Chapter 119 The Key Role of Soul Tools

Chen Tong stared intently at Lin Dong, sensing that his aura hadn't weakened at all. That punch couldn't have been without any cost, so the only explanation was Lin Dong's exceptional recovery ability.

Recalling the information Chen Cheng had given him, Chen Tong did not intend to make any rash moves for the time being. A purple soul ring lit up beneath his feet, and a handprint slowly emerged from his right arm, which shone with a bluish-green luster, and flew towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong didn't test him any further, since his main obstacle was still Jin Ke, and he couldn't waste too much time on him. Golden light surged from his body, and as he shattered the handprint with a punch, he threw another punch at Chen Tong.

The latter was already prepared, his body continued to rise without any sign of weakening, and all six of his spirit rings lit up at the same time.

Not only that, a silvery light shone behind him, in the shape of a giant arm. The silvery light was almost tangible, and its heavy aura seemed to exert a crushing force on the entire arena.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise: "A Silver-level Martial Soul, second awakening!"

As Du Busi listened to the crowd's surprised and doubtful voices, a faint sense of pride appeared on his face. The true form of martial spirit is the way humans should cultivate; soul tools are ultimately inferior.

Chen Cheng glared resentfully at the stage from below. If he hadn't been careless, he would be the one stealing the spotlight right now. What a cunning kid!

A deep worry surfaced in Jing Hongchen's eyes. No wonder the Golden Roc was so confident; if Chen Cheng had followed suit, Lin Dong's energy expenditure would have been considerable. He hoped Chen Cheng could succeed.

Chen Tong met Lin Dong head-on as he charged forward, his right arm, like that of a giant, suddenly swinging out. His fist was covered in a dazzling silver-white luster, and the wind from his punch howled as it hurtled towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong looked at the enormous fist that was already within reach, cursed inwardly, and hurriedly activated the Red Dust Protection. A pale blue light emerged from his chest, and the Great Sun Thunder Body was also activated to its limit, colliding with the silver-white fist.

With a loud "boom!", a figure flew back several meters. Meng Hongchen opened her mouth wide and looked at Lin Dong, who was suffering a loss for the first time. Her blue eyes blinked constantly, and her originally icy white hands became slightly red due to her nervousness.

Lin Dong stared at the enormous silver-white arm with a grim expression, feeling the somewhat chaotic energy within his body. He had truly underestimated the secret technique of the Body Sect. With the amplification of this Silver-level awakening, his opponent's physical body was almost comparable to the attack of a Soul Saint.

I just relied on my physical strength to fight him head-on. If it weren't for the protection of the mortal world, I would definitely have suffered a great loss. Now, this is a bit of a dilemma.

In the team competition, I only used a simulated soul skill to deceive the opponent into thinking that I was going to use the Red Dust Protection to withstand the attack. I didn't expect that I overestimated the opponent's intelligence capabilities. Judging from their expressions, the opponent probably didn't know about the existence of the Red Dust Protection.

When Chen Tong saw that his attack had not caused any real damage to him, his expression became somewhat solemn. Could it be that Chen Cheng's perception was wrong?

If the opponent's physical strength is only at the level of a level 60 or even a level 62 Soul Emperor, then the attack launched by me, relying on my Silver-level Awakening, would not have been as simple as just being forced to retreat; at the very least, there would have been bloodshed.

Seeing Lin Dong suddenly summon the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear, Chen Tong couldn't help but feel uneasy. Even if he tried to defend against Lin Dong's mysterious attack, it would probably take him a lot of effort.

However, he would need some time to prepare before he could use his trump card, the gun-shaped soul tool. Without teammates to assist him, he wouldn't let Lin Dong have his way!

Although he couldn't easily use his Silver-level second awakening ability, he was confident that with the temporary physical enhancement and the Body Sect's research on combat techniques, he wouldn't be afraid of Lin Dong.

A black soul ring lit up beneath his feet, and he unleashed his fifth soul skill: "Heaven-Shaking Strike!" His once enormous right arm instantly returned to its normal thickness, but the soul power fluctuations contained within it were even more intense than before.

Lin Dong held the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear with one hand, "Fish Scale Spear, Raging Python Spear, Transforming Dragon Spear, the three spears combined into one!"

Three afterimages appeared at the tip of his spear. The moment he threw the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear, the three afterimages had already taken shape and shot towards Chen Tong with fierce energy.

As the two collided, the phantom of the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear was shattered. Chen Tong looked at the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear that had stopped in front of him, and pretended to grab the handle, wanting to use this level-six soul tool to launch another attack on Lin Dong.

Unexpectedly, the moment he picked up the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear, a violent surge of lightning power instantly entered his body, causing even his right arm to feel numb. Oh no! This kid's soul tool is strange!

After his battle with Ji Juechen, Lin Dong used the power of the Thunder Ancestral Symbol to thoroughly temper the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear. It can be said that now, anyone who comes to the Silent Dragon Thunder Spear without preparation will be shocked a few times.

The moment he let go, Lin Dong had already rushed towards him with a whoosh. Wherever his figure passed, blurry afterimages remained in place. He swung his fists out and smashed them towards Chen Tong, whose right arm had temporarily lost sensation.

"Purple Shadow Nine Breaks! Devouring Fist!"

Despite being deeply shocked by the somewhat terrible scene, Chen Tong remained remarkably calm in dealing with the situation.

While diverting his attention to channel his soul power to force out the violent lightning energy within his body, another black soul ring lit up beneath his feet, activating his sixth soul skill: "Heaven-Shattering Rift!"

His right arm, which had just been numb, instantly regained sensation and collided with Lin Dong's blackened fists. Lin Dong's punch was blocked, and although there was faint blood seeping from his fists, the speed of his punches increased.

A faint green energy surged from his body, continuously repairing the wounds on his fists. He seemed to grow stronger with each battle, and the pungent smell of blood reached Chen Tong's nose. Even with his usually calm demeanor, Lin Dong's ferocity threw him off balance.

Feeling the strange energy emanating from Lin Dong's fists, Chen Tong was shocked. Chen Cheng was right after all; this kid could actually absorb soul power. Even though my soul power was dozens of times stronger than his, continuing to stalemate with him would not do me any good.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes. He imitated Lin Dong's performance in the team competition just now. While his right arm continuously blocked Lin Dong's fists, a burst of soul power suddenly shot out from his left hand. He blocked Lin Dong's punch and suddenly took several steps back.

All six spirit rings lit up, and his right arm, which had been stained bloody by Lin Dong's punches, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling silver-white light. The moment a black spirit ring pulsed, his right arm swelled several times its original size.

With a fierce force, it slammed towards Lin Dong. Lin Dong felt that this attack was several times stronger than before, and took a deep breath.

The Yuan Power seed in Lin Dong's dantian writhed wildly, and three different colored Yuan Powers were continuously supplied and attached to Lin Dong's palm.

The Eye of Life slowly opened, and mysterious green energy continuously gushed out from it, attaching itself to Lin Dong's palm. Due to the overwhelming power of the four types of energy, Lin Dong's fingertips showed signs of exploding.

If it weren't for the repair from the Eye of Life and the extreme operation of the Great Sun Thunder Body, Lin Dong's palm would probably have already exploded. Chen Tong felt the terrifying power in his palm, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Just how terrifying power does this kid possess? Isn't he afraid of ruining his hands? It's just a competition, is it really necessary to risk his life like this?!

But now the situation is such that the arrow is on the bowstring and cannot be released. Judging from Lin Dong's posture, he is obviously using himself as a gamble, forcibly dragging me into this game where life and death are at stake. I have no choice but to enter the game!

He gritted his teeth and channeled all his soul power into his right arm. In an instant, the silvery-white luster on his right arm became even more dazzling, and the speed at which his right arm attacked Lin Dong suddenly increased.

Lin Dong's fingertips were stained with blood as he uttered a soft shout: "Essence Devouring Palm!"

Although it's called the Essence Devouring Palm, this palm strike actually incorporates two additional powers. While this move can't compare to the power unleashed on the Tianxuan Continent, it still possesses immense power.

However, given his current Soul Venerable realm, the new version of the Essence Devouring Palm he unleashes is definitely more powerful than the combined power of the four spears of the Thunder Silence Spear Technique!

A palm print with a strange color flew out from Lin's palm and landed lightly on Chen Tong's silvery right arm. A moment later, to Chen Tong's horror, the light on his arm dimmed instantly, and blood gushed out from his arm.

With his main martial soul severely damaged, Chen Tong's face turned pale instantly, and bright red blood gushed from his mouth, startling him so much that he immediately deactivated the amplification of his right arm martial soul.

His right arm returned to its normal thickness, giving him a brief respite. Looking at the terrifying palm print that was relentlessly pursuing him, he hurriedly cried out, "I surrender!"

The referee instantly flashed onto the stage, using his soul power to pull Chen Tong out from under Lin Dong's palm print. He then used his own soul power to neutralize the remaining force. The moment the two palm prints collided, the referee's eyes widened involuntarily.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a terrifying attack came from the hand of a Soul Master. If I hadn't acted in time, Chen Tong might not have suffered more than just a severe injury to his physical spirit; his right arm would most likely have been broken!

Du Busi glanced at Chen Tong, whose aura was weak, but there was no trace of blame in his eyes. Instead, there was deep surprise. He nodded at Chen Tong and said, "Well done."

He certainly couldn't let Chen Tong die on stage for the sake of the competition; that loss would be no joke. There was nothing about Chen Tong that he was dissatisfied with during the competition. If he had to say something, it would be that he was restrained by Lin Dong's mysterious soul tool.

Even if he were to personally take the stage, he would never have imagined that Lin Dong's soul tool would have an effect similar to automatically recognizing its master. He had never heard of such a soul tool before. If it really existed, wouldn't it be called a spiritual artifact?

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As Du Bu Si was filled with turmoil, Chen Tong looked at Jin Ke, who was about to enter the arena, and reminded him:

"His weapon has the power of lightning attached to the gun, which would be quite troublesome if it got on you. Moreover, his physical body, once fully activated, is almost comparable to the level of a level 64 Soul Emperor."

His soul power is too strange for me to fathom. What's most terrifying is his research into combat techniques; it seems to be on par with, or even surpasses, Senior Brother Jin Ke."

Hearing his slightly weak report, Jin Ke wasn't annoyed that he said he was no match for Lin Dong. He knew that Chen Tong, with his personality, wouldn't exaggerate in the slightest. He then said with a serious expression:

"I sense that your opponent's combat technique isn't just a combination of soul power and mental power. Have you figured out what's going on?"

Chen Tong thought for a moment, then said with a pale face, "I can't say for sure, but he has at least four different kinds of soul power: lightning, ice, devouring, and a mysterious energy that can repair his own body."

Du Bu Si's eyes widened in astonishment upon hearing this. He had only made a slight guess before, but after hearing Chen Tong's report in person, he was certain of his thoughts.

But is it really possible to have four kinds of soul power? This is simply unheard of. Twin martial souls only have two different kinds of soul power. Moreover, how did he manage to fuse four different powers?

Their Body Sect simply merges spiritual power and soul power to create their own unique combat techniques, which allows them to dominate the entire Douluo Continent.

This kid is only fourteen years old. Could it be that he has already surpassed their Body Sect in terms of power fusion?

Chen Cheng, who witnessed the scene just now, was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word for a long time. If he had been on the stage, he probably wouldn't have had time to admit defeat before his left arm was ruined.

Judging from Chen Tong's words, this kid's research on combat skills is already quite terrifying. No wonder he could unleash such powerful strength without using soul skills when fighting him.

At this moment, he was filled with relief and no longer looked down on Lin Dong. Instead, he felt a deep sense of dread. He turned his gaze to the stage, where bright red blood was slowly dripping from Lin Dong's fingertips, but his calm face showed no sign of pain.

This guy has actually started adjusting his condition and preparing for the next match. Judging from his expression, it seems he really intends to drag this crippled body into battle against Jin Ke?!

Even though you're strong, you don't have the right to be this arrogant! If Jin Ke were to take this seriously, he and Chen Tong would probably be killed in one move.

He had almost exhausted his soul power and suffered considerable injuries just from fighting Chen Tong. Facing Jin Ke, his chances of winning were practically zero. While he was filled with doubt and surprise, Du Busi suddenly spoke calmly:

"Lin Dong, as long as you admit defeat, what I just said will still stand. Jin Ke doesn't know his own strength, and it will affect your cultivation, which would be a loss."

Lin Dong suddenly opened his eyes and met Du Busi's sharp gaze. Du Busi had a vague feeling that in just over ten minutes, the boy's eyes had changed.

Lin Dong smiled faintly and shook his head: "Forget it, Poison Sect Master. Some things are more reliable if you earn them with your own hands."

Upon hearing this, Du Busi was taken aback for a moment, then snorted coldly, "Then let's begin, Jin Ke, let's finish this quickly." Clearly, the fact that Lin Dong had rejected his three visits to Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage did not leave this Body Sect Master without any resentment.

Lin Dong remained seated cross-legged, his eyes closed calmly, seemingly with no intention of getting up to fight. His preparations were far from complete.

Jin Ke looked puzzled, but still stepped onto the arena. Unexpectedly, a faint laugh rang out at that moment:

"Hehe, Poison Sect Master, please wait. I have something to discuss."

(End of this chapter)