Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Yu Xiaogang watched the giant hammer crashing down from the sky, his hands trembling with excitement.

"Yes! That's it! Kill him! We can't let him live!" he shouted in his mind, as if he had gone mad.

because……

Because that must be fake!!

My older brother is dead!

That's a conman pretending to be him!

The sky darkened.

Tang Wei held a Clear Sky Hammer, which blocked the light above the Soul Arena.

The defensive barrier surrounding the arena shattered instantly into countless specks of light under the pressure of this pure power.

The nearby stone pillars were snapped in half.

The hard bluestone ground became as fragile as paper, peeled away and torn away layer by layer by the violent wind. Large chunks of stone were crushed into powder by the pressure before they even took flight.

And directly in front of the arena.

Tang Hao's eyes were bleeding, and his muscles were cracking inch by inch from being pushed to the limit.

The massive Sumeru Hammer, wreathed in dark red lightning, carrying the destructive power of exploding rings, combined with the crimson amplification gained by the Soul Emperor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who had sacrificed his life, swept across the battlefield with a sharp, tearing sound.

In the center of the arena.

Yu Xiaoheng simply looked up and stared.

First, a giant black hammer fell from the sky.

Second, the dark red lightning that swept across the front.

There is no way to retreat now.

Chapter 412 Fusion of Ice Patterns and Water Patterns

Nameless is certain to die.

This was the thought that simultaneously popped into the minds of tens of thousands of audience members present.

The gap is too big.

Some powerful figures who knew the past sneered.

Back then, Yu Xiaoheng, as a Soul Master, faced off against a Soul Saint, which already exceeded the limits of common sense. Now, an unknown Soul King is facing a true Title Douluo; there is an insurmountable gap between them.

Beside the ruins of the VIP seating area.

Pope Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall narrowed his eyes. He stood still, showing no intention of intervening.

Tang Wei's decisiveness exceeded Qian Xunji's expectations. The sect leader of the number one sect in the world actually disregarded his status and killed a junior in front of all the powers on the continent.

Qian Xunji didn't have time to mobilize the experts from the Spirit Hall to protect him, nor did he have time to take action himself.

But a sense of pleasure welled up inside him.

Wuming was indeed a divine messenger, blessed by the angel god Qian Yuhan. However, Qian Xunji utterly disliked Yu Xiaoheng.

It's good that he died at Tang Wei's hands.

The Spirit Hall could use this as an excuse to severely punish the Clear Sky Sect in conjunction with other forces, citing the violation of the competition rules. As for Wuming… no, Yu Xiaoheng’s life or death, Qian Xunji felt that it was better if he were dead.

The edge of the stands on the other side.

Bibi Dong trembled all over, her soul power surging wildly within her body, but was firmly suppressed in place by the immense pressure descending from mid-air.

Is Wuming dying?

She hadn't quite confirmed whether the person in front of her was indeed her brother Xiao Heng from back then. But looking at the purple flames and the somewhat familiar dragon, Bibi Dong felt terrified.

scared.

She hadn't even had time to accept that Yu Xiaoheng was still alive, and accepting that Wuming was Yu Xiaoheng's business, so naturally she couldn't accept that Yu Xiaoheng was going to die again.

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's Preparation Zone.

Yu Xiaogang raised his head, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

It's too late.

In the center of the arena.

The wind was like a knife, scraping several bloody marks on Yu Xiaoheng's bare upper body.

Yu Xiaoheng looked up at the black giant hammer crashing down from above, his peripheral vision glancing at the dark red lightning giant hammer sweeping towards him head-on.

He knew perfectly well that he was going to die.

Even if the purple flames of divine retribution can incinerate all soul power, and even if the Purple-Gold True Dragon's physique is incredibly strong, its physical body will crumble the instant it comes into contact with the unreserved, pure power of a Title Douluo.

But Yu Xiaoheng did not retreat even a step.

He didn't want to run away.

He had no intention of hiding at all.

The intense threat of death did not instill fear in him; instead, it caused his blood and energy to boil violently. Golden-red blood surged through his veins like magma. A near-mad will surged into his mind.

Yu Xiaoheng grinned, his teeth stained with blood.

"Shui Yun'er! Shui Lingxi!"

Yu Xiaoheng suddenly roared. His voice, imbued with soul power, pierced through the deafening thunder and sonic booms around him.

Not far behind.

The Shui sisters were being forced back by the whirlwind whipped up by the Clear Sky Hammer. Hearing Yu Xiaoheng's roar, they both looked up at the same time.

"Soul Fusion!"

"Release all your soul power to me without reservation!"

Yu Xiaoheng's instructions were completely free of unnecessary words.

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi stood there, stunned.

Logically speaking, faced with a thunderous attack of Tang Wei's caliber, the Clear Sky Hammer should have already smashed Yu Xiaoheng's head in the short time it took to utter a single sentence.

That was a full-force attack from a Title Douluo. Its speed and power far exceeded the limits of visual perception.

But something strange happened.

Time stretched out infinitely in that instant. Tang Wei's massive black hammer, which blotted out the sky, and Tang Hao's dark red lightning, carrying an aura of destruction, were abruptly stuck less than three meters away from Yu Xiaoheng.

The speed of progress became extremely slow.

Not only that.

Yu Xiaoheng's description of spirit fusion completely contradicts common sense in the spirit master world. The three of them had never attempted any spirit fusion techniques, nor had they even tested the compatibility of their spirits.

But the Shui sisters did not hesitate at all.

They trusted the man in front of them unconditionally.

A crystal-clear, aquamarine light shone from Shui Yun'er's body. A chilling, white aura erupted from Shui Lingxi's body.

Two massive and pure elemental soul forces transformed into two beams of light, directly traversing the distance of space and slamming into Yu Xiaoheng's back.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his head and let out a long roar that shook the heavens.

This is a simplified martial soul fusion that he developed through countless deductions, combining his ancestor's Golden Dragon Element Body Tempering Method with his own Purple-Gold True Dragon characteristics.

This fusion cannot summon a massive fused entity like a conventional martial soul fusion technique.

It also cannot bring about a power increase of several times or even dozens of times.

It has only one function.

By infusing extremely pure foreign homologous elements, new elemental patterns were forcibly created within the body of the Purple Gold True Dragon!

He needs this kind of external intervention and plot integration in order to absorb water and ice elements from the outside world in the future.

And with a series of clicks, a long-accumulated seal finally found a way out and was completely opened!

Two streams of soul power entered his body.

The purple-gold dragon behind Yu Xiaoheng roared to the sky.

On the enormous dragon's body, next to the previously broken fire patterns and raging lightning patterns, two dazzling lights suddenly shone.

A patch of deep blue water.

It was a cluster of frosty white ice patterns.

The moment the ice and water dual patterns appeared, the Purple-Gold True Dragon's size expanded once more. An indestructible layer of ice armor covered the surface of its scales, and the surrounding air was instantly drained of moisture, turning into a sky full of ice spikes.

The fusion of martial spirits is complete.

Yu Xiaoheng's martial soul, which can absorb external resources to strengthen itself, perfectly encompassed the power of the Shui sisters.

boom!

Yu Xiaoheng's aura surged exponentially.

The soul power fluctuations that had been suppressed by Tang Wei's Title Douluo aura now surged upwards like a volcanic eruption. Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame clung to the ice armor, forming a strange purple-blue flame.

Yu Xiaoheng clenched his fists, and his bones cracked like popping beans.

A golden dragon coiled around his right arm. Six kinds of light—thunder, fire, water, ice, light, and darkness—flowed under the harmonization of the power of divine punishment.

He raised his fist.

Prepare to meet Tang Wei's giant hammer and Tang Hao's Great Sumeru Hammer.

however……

An unexpected event occurred.

A golden dragon coiled around his right arm. Thunder, fire, water, ice, light, and darkness—six colors of light—flowed under the harmonization of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Fire.

With six major attributes, only one of the seven elements required for the third level of body refinement is missing.

In addition... Yu Xiaoheng's soul power also underwent a qualitative change.