Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

Qian Gu Xing Ci's gaze sharpened, without a trace of embellishment, he deflected the force and turned around, using the momentum to throw a punch!

It seemed as if only this single fist shadow remained in the world.

On the other side, Jiang Wuyue, whose soul spirit had entered the skill, also pushed the power of the Tyrannosaurus Rex bloodline to its limit, and the power of the soul skill was enhanced once again.

The black dragon scales seemed to have rusted away, revealing a dazzling gold.

Golden dragon scales instantly covered his face and body, and his entire right arm transformed into a ferocious dragon claw covered with thick dragon scales.

Fists clashed once again under the watchful eyes of the crowd!

A muffled thud resounded, making everyone in the audience's hearts stop.

Jiang Wuyue felt as if she had been hit by a high-speed red-level mech!

Tyrannosaurus Rex scales shattered inch by inch, and the cracking sound of bones breaking came continuously from his finger bones, arm bones, and shoulder bones, making his already ferocious and distorted face even worse.

The force of the punch showed no signs of diminishing; like a surging galaxy, it crushed all his defenses with overwhelming force.

"puff--"

Jiang Wuyue coughed up a mouthful of blood, her body arcing awkwardly through the air before crashing heavily onto the arena's protective shield and sliding down it to the ground.

His entire right arm was twisted unnaturally, his dragon scales were cracked and covered in bloodstains, and his aura was weak.

The vast stadium was deathly silent.

Tens of thousands of spectators stared intently at the boy in the center of the arena, their minds still reeling from the earth-shattering punch he had just delivered.

The silence lasted only a few seconds. The next second, an extreme roar suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption!

After this battle, Qian Gu Xing Ci's reputation soared like a rocket, closing in on Yan Ling, the top seed in the youth group of this competition, and becoming the strongest contender for the championship.

At the entrance to the stadium tunnel, two figures were approaching hand in hand.

Long Yuxue, who was walking in front, was dressed in a smart and stylish outfit, with a tall and straight posture and sharp eyes.

Gu Yue, standing beside her, was still dressed in a simple white dress, exuding a cool and aloof aura.

Jiang Wuyue, who had just been helped off the field by medical staff, immediately saw Long Yuxue walking towards her. Her dark face instantly turned bright red, her heart pounded wildly, and even the pain in her arm seemed to disappear. She felt that love was about to arrive.

He quickly straightened his back, wanting to raise his hand to greet them, but the smile on his face froze completely the next second.

Long Yuxue's gaze never lingered on him for a moment, passing right past him as if he were just an insignificant background figure, and she quickly approached Qian Gu Xingci, who had just stepped off the field.

"The hair ornament fell off."

Long Yuxue gave him a reproachful look, took out a black jade hair crown inlaid with fine star patterns from her personal storage soul tool, and went around to Qian Gu Xing Ci's back.

Her slender fingers ran through his soft, star-like hair, gently gathering the stray strands and securing them firmly with a hair crown, her fingertips occasionally brushing against the tips of his ears.

Jiang Wuyue stood there, watching this scene. He felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer, followed by a precise critical strike. The two blows combined left him completely numb.

He silently lowered his head, looking at his battle armor still cracked, then at Qian Gu Xing Ci whose hair was being carefully styled by Long Yu Xue, and silently turned and moved to a corner, too exhausted even to sigh.

After tying her hair up, Long Yuxue went around to the front and looked her over, nodding in satisfaction.

Gu Yue stepped forward and gently brushed away a speck of dust from Qian Gu Xing Ci's shoulder.

"Let's go, let's go back first."

Long Yuxue patted Qian Gu Xingci on the shoulder, and the three of them walked side by side toward the VIP area, leaving behind a group of audience members who were still cheering wildly, and Jiang Wuyue lying on the corner silently drawing circles...

Chapter 78 Warning to the Teacher: Zhenhua, is its power waning?

Pushing open the door to the Ares Temple's private room, one finds a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere inside.

Xia Zheng was leaning against the sofa by the window, chatting with Long Tianwu and his wife at the coffee table. When the three of them came in, she smiled and raised her hand.

As soon as Qian Gu Xing Ci sat down on the sofa, he looked at Long Yu Xue and Gu Yue opposite him and couldn't help but tease them, "Speaking of which, you two will be opponents in the next match."

As soon as she finished speaking, Long Yuxue flicked her finger and accurately tapped his forehead, making a soft "thump" sound.

"Why are kids thinking about hand-to-hand combat all the time?"

Long Yuxue glared at him, annoyed. "Aren't you a Twin Martial Soul? Where's the Panlong Staff?"

Why are you rushing in like that? Tyrannosaurus Rex has thick hide; you can't compare.

“Yu Xue is wrong about that.”

A gentle yet slightly sharp female voice came from behind. Looking up, one could see a woman dressed in a plain-colored long dress.

Although the years have left faint traces on her face, the beauty in her eyes and brows has not diminished at all, and one can still see the stunning beauty she had in her youth.

Long Tianwu's wife, the Divine Sword Douluo Su Mengjun.

Su Mengjun smiled and sat down on the sofa, her gaze falling on Qian Gu Xing Ci. "Yu Xue, the strength of Xing Ci's original martial soul is much stronger than that of the Tyrannosaurus Rex."

"real or fake?"

Long Yuxue looked completely disbelieving and disagreed with it. In her opinion, Qian Gu Xing Ci's original martial soul was different from the mainstream, focusing on powerful control abilities.

As for being able to clash head-on with Jiang Wuyue, it's due to the effect of the soul bone.

Su Mengjun sighed and rubbed her forehead. "How could the physical strength of a Gold-level, second-awakened meridian martial soul be weak?"

"Really?" Long Yuxue blinked, still looking at Qian Gu Xingci with a suspicious expression.

Qian Gu Xing Ci felt uncomfortable under her gaze and subconsciously glanced around the empty private room, silently reminiscing about the days when Jiang Wu Yue was around.

Facts speak louder than words!

Long Yuxue didn't dwell on the topic any further, but simply patted his shoulder, "Got it, use the Panlong Staff next round?"

"Okay, I'll listen to Sister Yuxue." Qian Gu Xingci nodded quickly and obediently listened.

Just then, the announcer's voice came from the soul guide screen in the private room, clearly broadcasting the match information for the second game of the morning.

Long Yuxue versus Gu Yue.

The two exchanged a glance and walked out of the private room together.

The private room quieted down considerably. Su Mengjun picked up her teacup, took a sip, looked at Qian Gu Xingci, and asked with a smile, "Xingci, do you have any plans to join the army in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Long Tianwu's eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly chimed in, "That's right! With your talent, joining the army will give you limitless potential!"

Qian Gu Xing Ci leaned back on the sofa. "Whether I join the army or not doesn't matter. I just want to go and see the place where Sister Yu Xue has stayed for so many years."

His voice was soft and his tone was calm, but the moment he finished speaking, Long Tianwu keenly sensed that there was a faint but chilling killing intent hidden in the boy's tone.

This sentence contains a lot of information.

Blood God Legion!

Long Tianwu and Su Mengjun exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Just as the atmosphere in the private room was slightly tense, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and the person who walked in was someone I recognized, Qian Gu Xing Ci.

Yan Ling is the top seed in this competition.

Yan Ling was dressed in a white outfit, with blonde hair and golden eyes.

After entering, he first bowed respectfully to Su Mengjun, Long Tianwu, and other titled Douluo, and then his gaze fell on Qian Gu Xingci.

"I've heard so much about you." Yan Ling stepped forward and extended her hand to Qian Gu Xing Ci.

Qian Gu Xingci raised an eyebrow, stood up, and reached out to shake his hand.

"The sect leader asked me to pass on a message, reminding our master to remember what should be said and what should not be said."

Yan Ling wore a polite and proper smile, but the strength in her palm suddenly increased, and the crisp sound of bones rubbing together could be faintly heard. A powerful force surged wildly towards Qian Gu Xing Ci's arm through their clasped hands.

This isn't a greeting; it's a blatant show of force.

Qian Gu Xing Ci's smile remained unchanged as he exerted force in his hands, replying in a relaxed tone, "My teacher?"

If your family wants Heavenly Forged Metal, you can't cut in line.

Trying to attract attention this way is far too outdated.

As soon as he finished speaking, the power in his palm suddenly surged.

The terrifying physical power brought by the Gold-level Body Martial Soul erupted without reservation at this moment.

Yan Ling felt an irresistible force coming from the opposite side. The power she had previously activated was crushed to pieces as if it had been thrown into the sea. A piercing pain came from her metacarpal bones, and the crisp sound of bones dislocating could be clearly heard.

He was trapped, his face instantly turning bright red, veins bulging on his forehead. He exhausted all his soul power, but could not shake the Thousand Ancient Star Words even slightly.

The three titled Douluo in the private room watched this scene with smiles on their faces, slowly sipping their tea.

Seeing Yan Ling's expression as if she was about to break down, Qian Gu Xing Ci suddenly let go of her hand.

Yan Ling lost the strength to resist and staggered back two steps before she could barely regain her balance.

Without making a sound, he put his numb hand behind his back, pretending nothing had happened. He nodded slightly to the titled Douluo again, glanced coldly at Qian Gu Xing Ci, and then turned to leave.

Only after the door to the private room closed again did Qian Gu Xing Ci sit back on the sofa, scratching his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"Isn't his martial soul the Phoenix of Light? His strength is almost as great as Jiang Wuyue's. Could he have twin martial souls?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci often had contact with Leng Yao Zhu of the Spirit Pagoda, and was very familiar with phoenix-type martial souls.

These types of martial spirits have always had extremely strong elemental attributes, but relatively weak physical strength.

Even the Phoenix Martial Soul, as recorded in history, would never possess such terrifying physical strength.

Long Tianwu, who was beside her, asked in surprise, "You haven't looked up Yan Ling's information?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci's expression froze instantly.

Looking at him like this, Su Mengjun couldn't help but chuckle: "You're so confident that you don't even bother to investigate your opponent's background."

She paused, then explained earnestly, "His Phoenix of Light is not right. It has mutated and become a martial soul that controls power."

Compared to the Light Phoenix Martial Soul I've encountered before, its Light attribute is considerably weaker; however, it excels in physical strength and explosive power.

Su Mengjun has no descendants or successors, and has always planned to take on disciples. She pays close attention to information about the list of young geniuses.

Qian Gu Xing Ci's mind went completely blank for a moment.

Everyone says that the power is waning.