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

The golden-edged crimson soul ring beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet lit up.

The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Form.

The phantom of the purple-gold dragon overlapped with the twin dragons of ice and fire, completely enveloping his right arm. He slammed his fist into the surface of the Haotian Hammer.

"clang!"

A clash of pure power.

Tang Wei felt immense force surge into his arms through the hammer handle, instantly splitting his tiger's mouth open and causing blood to flow freely.

The moment Tang Wei was repelled, the million-year soul ring beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet extinguished.

The Martial Soul True Form is closed.

Using the recoil, he turned in mid-air, unleashing the power of the Sacred Dragon Bone. His left hand transformed into a purple-gold dragon claw, striking precisely the side of Qian Daoliu's lightsaber.

The immense impact caused the lightsaber to veer off course, grazing Yu Xiaoheng's shoulder and slicing into the ground.

next moment.

The million-year soul ring lit up again.

The Martial Soul True Form is activated.

The phantom of the Fire Dragon King behind him opened its massive maw, unleashing an intense burst of fire that engulfed the area where Qian Daoliu was standing.

Qian Daoliu was shocked. He activated his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul to its fullest extent, forming a protective shield of holy fire to block the extreme heat. The terrifyingly high temperature still caused the edges of his white robe to begin to char.

Yu Xiaoheng did not stop.

He was like a tireless fighting machine.

With each attack, the spirit ring beneath his feet would flash once.

Unleash his true form and unleash the full power of his million-year-old soul skill.

To shut down the true form and avoid the physical burden of power backlash.

He moved too fast.

Tang Wei and Qian Daoliu were so close that they couldn't find any gaps in his skill combos.

Tang Wei swung the Haotian Hammer, finding a tricky angle, and smashed it down on Yu Xiaoheng's back with violent wind pressure.

Yu Xiaoheng grabbed with his backhand.

The spirit rings light up, and the true form is empowered.

The purple-gold dragon claw forcefully gripped the head of the Haotian Hammer. Thunder and purple fire exploded in his palm, and Yu Xiaoheng used the momentum to throw Tang Wei, hammer and all, towards Qian Daoliu in mid-air.

Qian Daoliu had no choice but to sheathe his sword and defend, catching Tang Wei who was flying backward.

The two stopped, panting heavily.

They looked at Yu Xiaoheng across from them, their eyes filled with apprehension.

Yu Xiaoheng did not press his advantage; he simply stood there, with the illusory image of the Ice and Fire Dragon King constantly circling behind him.

He needs to constantly activate and deactivate his Martial Soul True Body.

If he maintains his seventh soul skill, the energy contained within the million-year soul ring will continue to accumulate. That power would be enough to flatten the entire battlefield, but it would also cause his newly reconstructed body to burst apart again.

His current approach is to treat the Martial Soul True Body as an extremely energy-intensive instantaneous skill.

The moment it's activated, unleash maximum damage.

Then turn it off immediately to give your body a break.

This extremely high frequency of soul power manipulation is something no titled Douluo could achieve. An ordinary body would have been torn apart by such intense energy pulling long ago.

But Yu Xiaoheng can.

After his elemental rebirth, the strength of his meridians has reached an inhuman level.

Qian Daoliu and Tang Wei are very strong. Together, they could sweep across the continent. But under Yu Xiaoheng's tactics, they were completely helpless.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and calmed the surging blood and qi within his body.

"Sect Leader Tang, don't hold back. This kid's condition isn't right; he can't maintain this high-intensity burst of power indefinitely."

Qian Daoliu had a sharp eye and saw the hidden dangers behind Yu Xiaoheng's playing style.

As long as we can withstand this barrage of attacks and seize the opportunity when Yu Xiaoheng's soul power can't keep up, we can turn the tables and kill him.

Tang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood and held the Haotian Hammer horizontally in front of his chest again.

"Rest assured, Your Excellency, even if it costs me my life, I will keep him here today."

Before he could finish speaking...

Tang Wei's eighth spirit ring lit up.

Instead of continuing to grow, the Haotian Hammer began to shrink rapidly, forcibly compressing the lightning on its body into its interior. The originally jet-black hammer gradually developed a dark red metallic luster.

This is Tang Wei abandoning area-of-effect damage and concentrating all destructive power into a single-target burst.

The eighth spirit ring on Qian Daoliu's body also shone brightly.

The phantom of the six-winged angel solidified behind him, and the lightsaber in his hand transformed into countless tiny golden sword energies, floating in mid-air like a rainstorm.

Each sword aura contains divine cutting power.

Faced with the two men's deadly moves.

Yu Xiaoheng smiled.

"That's right. Show me all your cards, otherwise it'll be pointless for me to fight."

They're invincible.

We have to talk trash!

He no longer used the fighting style of frequently switching on and off his Martial Soul True Form.

This time, the golden-edged crimson spirit ring beneath his feet burned eternally.

The phantom of the Purple-Gold Extreme Dragon solidified on his body. He prepared to use his newly reconstructed body to withstand the energy accumulation brought about by the continuous activation of the million-year soul ring.

Chapter 556 Destroying the Haotian Hammer

"Come!"

Yu Xiaoheng took the initiative.

He charged straight at the sky filled with golden sword energy and the dark red Haotian Hammer.

Qian Daoliu pushed his hands forward.

Thousands of sword energies poured down like a torrent, each strike exploding into a dazzling burst of sparks upon hitting Yu Xiaoheng. Fine scratches appeared on his purplish-gold dragon scales from the sword energy, but were quickly repaired by the power of the Ice and Fire Dragons.

Tang Wei entered the battlefield from the side.

The dark red Haotian Hammer, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through space, hurtled straight toward Yu Xiaoheng's waist.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his left hand, and pure ice elements condensed into a thick ice shield in his palm.

"boom!"

The Haotian Hammer shattered the ice shield, and the remaining force struck Yu Xiaoheng's ribs.

Yu Xiaoheng groaned and was knocked back half a step.

He stood with his feet on the void.

The spot where the Haotian Hammer struck his ribs shattered inch by inch, leaving a bloody mess.

In less than two seconds, the power of the Ice and Fire Dragons flowed rapidly through his meridians. An extreme burst of vitality erupted, and the muscles in the deep, bone-revealing wound writhed, instantly healing completely.

Then, Yu Xiaoheng took a deep breath.

The million-year soul ring with gold and crimson edges beneath his feet suddenly expanded its light, and ripples spread out in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, his third purple spirit ring lit up.

Purple fire.

A vast expanse of purple flames erupted from Yu Xiaoheng's body.

The flame had no temperature, and there wasn't even a sense of intense fluctuation in soul power. But the moment it appeared, the distorted air around Yu Xiaoheng was burned into absolute nothingness.

The phantom of the Purple-Gold Dragon began to change its appearance as it was enveloped in purple flames.

The once brilliant purple-gold color was swallowed up by the raging purple flames. The dragon horns became even more ferocious, and barbs grew from the edges of the dragon scales.

Divine Retribution Form.

opposite.

Tang Wei's arms were muscular and his veins were bulging.

Without a word, he swung the Haotian Hammer in his hand once more. Black lightning leaped wildly across the hammer, and with a piercing whistle, the power of Haotian smashed straight towards Yu Xiaoheng's face.

Qian Daoliu formed hand seals, and thousands of sacred sword energies gathered in mid-air.

"cut!"

With a loud shout, Qian Daoliu unleashed a rain of countless sword blades, slashing straight at Yu Xiaoheng's back.

Yu Xiaoheng neither dodged nor evaded.

Purple flames covered his arms.

He clenched his right fist and swung it at Tang Wei's Haotian Hammer.

His left hand transformed into a purple-gold dragon claw, wreathed in soaring purple flames, and fiercely struck at Qian Daoliu's flying sword.

"boom!"

The world changed color.

below.

The coalition forces.

Tens of thousands of people stared blankly at the battle unfolding in the sky.