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

Six ultimate powers surged within his body.

He looked up at the charging Mad Rhinoceros Douluo and the wind blades in mid-air.

The half-purple-gold dragon on Yu Xiaoheng's back let out a high-pitched dragon roar.

The finest water.

The ultimate ice.

The two extreme attributes merged instantly under his thought.

A huge ice wall appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

Pure and transparent, yet indestructible.

The storm from Wind Falcon Douluo crashed heavily against the ice wall.

"Ta-da!"

The sound of intense cutting echoed throughout the square.

The ninth soul skill that Wind Falcon Douluo was so proud of struck the ice wall without even leaving a white mark.

Feng Jun Douluo stood there dumbfounded, suspended in mid-air, forgetting to move.

"This is impossible!" Wind Falcon Douluo exclaimed in disbelief.

Just then, Mad Rhino Douluo rushed in front of Yu Xiaoheng.

The enormous horn, imbued with armor-piercing power, hurtled straight towards Yu Xiaoheng's chest.

Yu Xiaoheng did not retreat but advanced.

He raised his right arm.

The lightning patterns on his right arm burst forth with a dazzling platinum-gold light.

Ultimate Thunder.

Pure physical strength, combined with the ferocity of ultimate lightning.

Yu Xiaoheng threw a punch.

The fist and the unicorn clashed violently.

"Crack!"

A crisp snapping sound rang out.

The incredibly hard horn of the Mad Rhinoceros Douluo split open in the middle, leaving a large crack.

Platinum lightning transformed into a lightning python, which shot directly up the body of Mad Rhino Douluo along his single horn.

Extreme paralysis and destructive power erupt instantly.

The massive body of the Mad Rhinoceros Douluo froze in mid-air, its gray-black keratin layer charred black by the lightning.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Xiaoheng's left hand ignited with a golden-red flame.

The ultimate fire.

He slapped Mad Rhino Douluo on the head.

The golden-red flames, like maggots clinging to bones, instantly ignited the Martial Soul True Body of Mad Rhinoceros Douluo.

The scorching effect of the extreme fire cannot be extinguished by soul power at all.

Mad Rhinoceros Douluo let out a shrill scream, flying dozens of meters backward before crashing heavily into the ruins of a collapsed palace.

For a moment, everyone's actions were forced to stop.

The surrounding sounds also decreased rapidly.

Mad Rhino Douluo, a defensive titled Douluo of level 90 or above.

This kid hasn't even lit up his spirit rings yet!

With just his two hands, he sent Mad Rhinoceros Douluo flying?

Although he may not have suffered many injuries, losing is losing!

"Everyone, attack together! Don't give him a chance to breathe!" The Seventh Elder of Haotian Sect shouted at the top of his lungs.

He realized that in a one-on-one fight, no one present could match Yu Xiaoheng.

We must overwhelm him with numbers.

The Eighth Elder swung the Haotian Hammer and strode forward.

Demon Bear Douluo revealed his true form as a dark golden giant bear and flanked from the left.

Ghost Leopard Douluo transformed into a black shadow and appeared behind Yu Xiaoheng.

The Heavenly Dou Guest Elder gritted his teeth and released a cloud of control-type poisonous mist.

The hundreds of high-level soul masters around them also unleashed their respective ranged soul skills.

Fireball, ice spikes, wind blades, beams of light.

Multicolored soul skill light flooded the sky, illuminating the entire square.

This force is enough to level a mountain.

Yu Xiaoheng stood at the very center of the storm.

Open your arms wide to welcome the storm!

The sixth spirit ring under Yu Xiaoheng's feet suddenly lit up.

Bright red, like blood.

At the same time, a low, rumbling sound came from his body.

The skills of the 100,000-year-old Holy Dragon Bone are activated simultaneously.

Yu Xiaoheng suddenly spread his arms wide.

"Dragon Domain's Dead End".

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The purplish-gold ripples spread wildly outwards from Yu Xiaoheng as the center.

The Holy Dragon's Edict is activated.

The bloodline pressure of the Purple-Gold True Dragon forcibly stripped away control of the elements over a large area.

The fireballs, ice spikes, and beams of light flying everywhere reacted like explosives with their fuses pulled the moment they came into contact with this ripple.

The light flickered and went out.

They transformed into harmless specks of light and dissipated into the air.

"Where did my soul skills go?" A Soul Saint looked at his hands in horror.

"My soul power... why is it circulating so slowly!" The Heavenly Dou Guest Elder was shocked.

Chapter 533 A Complete Failure in the Title Conferment!

Within the Dragon Realm's boundaries, the soul power circulation speed of all enemies is forcibly halved.

Even titled Douluo are no exception.

The Demon Bear Douluo's originally sprinting steps suddenly became incredibly heavy, as if he were carrying a huge mountain on his back.

He raised his bear paw, intending to slap Yu Xiaoheng on the head.

But its movements were so slow, it was as if it were struggling in the mud.

The claw that Ghost Leopard Douluo thrust out from behind also became weak and powerless.

Yu Xiaoheng stood still, making no attempt to dodge.

Those purely physical attacks landed squarely on his body.

The Haotian Hammer struck his shoulder.

The bear's paw slapped him on the back.

The leopard's blade pierced his waist.

There was no blood splattering.

There were no broken bones or tendons.

A layer of golden light covered Yu Xiaoheng's body.

An immortal dragon body.

For three seconds, immune to all levels of physical and elemental damage.

It will convert all attacks it receives into pure soul power to replenish itself.

Yu Xiaoheng took a deep breath.

He felt an immense surge of soul power flowing wildly into his body along the points where the attacks landed.

The attacks from the Haotian Sect elders and Demon Bear Douluo became his best tonic.

"He's not injured!" The Seventh Elder's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "How is this possible! Retreat!"

The Seventh Elder wanted to take back the Haotian Hammer.

But he discovered that the Haotian Hammer seemed to be stuck to Yu Xiaoheng's shoulder and couldn't be pulled out at all.

"Finished?"

Yu Xiaoheng looked at the Seventh Elder in front of him and spoke decisively.

"It's my turn."

The fifth black spirit ring lit up beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet.

The soul ring of the 60,000-year-old Dark Demon God Tiger.

Fifth Soul Skill: Element Absorption.