Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 394 The Terrifying Strength of the Peerless Douluo

"no one?"

After chasing for nearly 20 kilometers and conducting a full mental scan, no trace of the enemy was found.

Tang Chen turned around in confusion.

"Is it deceiving me?"

Tang San shook his head: "Probably not!"

"Compared to it deceiving my grandfather, I am more inclined to believe that Han Tao tricked it, after all, Han Tao is insidious and despicable, and extremely cunning."

"Humph!"

"In the face of absolute power, all tricks and schemes are exposed!"

Extremely confident and arrogant, he then threw Tang San to the ground.

"They think they can shield me from my senses by not being able to use their soul power? How laughable!"

"Didn't you ever consider that I could explore the entire Star Dou Great Forest using my speed and detection range?"

Behind them, the Third Ring Road exploded.

With Tang San gone, Tang Chen's speed exploded exponentially, and in just a few hundred breaths, he traversed from the southeast corner of the Star Dou Great Forest to the northwest plain.

Southeast, Northwest, Southwest, Northeast.

Complete coverage, leaving no gaps—that's the power of a peerless Douluo.

"Got you!"

Upon arriving at the center of the battlefield, Tang Chen did not launch an attack immediately, but instead pulled his great-grandson Tang San over.

"Is it them?"

"Yes, Grandfather!"

A massive Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared directly in front of Sword Douluo.

Within the Starry Sky Forest, the rain, the loud noises, and the thunder have subsided, and now life is reborn beneath the heavenly tribulation.

Looking up at the distant sky, the brilliant sun casts a flawless rainbow.

With an arrogant expression, Tang San walked up to his grandfather, revealing a contemptuous air of someone who was using someone else's power to intimidate him: "Han Tao, look at the sky!"

"The world and nature both praise my arrival and proclaim your departure!"

"Evil Soul Masters will eventually be punished!"

Tang Chen's lips twitched.

Revenge is revenge, do we need any reason?
Why label the enemy as an evil Soul Master?

"is it?"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Han Tao sighed inwardly.

Perhaps, I really did make some mistakes.

It wasn't a confession.

Suddenly, I realized that kidnapping Yu Xiaogang was a complete mistake.

"If Yu Xiaogang were still by Tang San's side, it wouldn't be so easy for him to rescue his grandfather."

"So you are Han Tao?"

Tang Chen stepped forward.

She carefully examined Han Tao's body, even slightly adjusting his collar to maintain a natural demeanor.

Then, he blurted out, "He really is a Soul Emperor!"

"Tang San, you bastard, you really didn't lie to me!"

"Then you really are a piece of trash. Oh, no, the trash is Tang Hao, who can't even beat a Soul Emperor!"

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward: "What brings you here to see my disciple?"

Han Tao took it seriously and used his spiritual power to probe Tang Chen, but this time, he failed.

"why?"

Rongrong calmly revealed the truth: "Killing intent, mental power is blocked by killing intent!"

"Support-type Soul Master?" Tang Chen glanced at Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong with disdain: "Support-type Soul Master? How can there be such a bizarre classification? In my opinion, a Soul Master who can't fight is just trash!"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? One of the three upper sects alongside the Clear Sky Sect, a powerful force on par with the Spirit Hall?"

Sword Douluo immediately objected.

She wanted to step forward, but Ning Fengzhi stopped her with his arm.

"Your Majesty, why are you blocking our path?"

"revenge!"

"Han Tao killed Tang Hao, and I am Tang Hao's father's father, so I naturally have the obligation to avenge him!"

After he finished speaking, a murderous aura and killing intent swept over the Haotian Hammer.

The scarlet veins spread, transmit, and extend.

Tang Chen did not make a move. With each step, his aura, momentum, soul power, physique and other elements gradually increased under the influence of time and space. Even Ning Fengzhi felt a sense of strain.

"Just like"

"The Unleashed Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, held back but not yet unleashed?"

Tang San looked up in shock, seemingly having grasped some key point.

All members of the Haotian Sect need to rely on striking with a hammer to build up their power, but Grandfather Tang Chen does not, because he is the founder.

How could the wise man who created the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique allow his technique to have such a flaw?
"A terrifying aura"

Sensing a growing threat, Han Tao knew he had to give it his all.

Blue Silver Overlord, Nine Heart Begonia, and Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda are all fusions of three ultimate martial souls.

A mysterious, enigmatic, and even out-of-style martial spirit has emerged and taken shape.

The Tower of Number Dimensions

"I didn't choose [Blue Silver] because Blue Silver is not as strong as the Tower of Dimensions."

Ning Rongrong: "Disassemble his physical structure!"

The aura of the Blue Silver Grass also flickered, and by using Tang Chen's physique and muscles, an approximate value was obtained from the external model.

"How can it be"

Han Tao exclaimed in surprise, "This number is probably close to 3000?"

Han Tao's physique is only 400, Yu Luomian's is just over 800, while Tang Chen, who has not been seen for nearly a century, is close to 3000.

"How can the Clear Sky Hammer, which is only a top-tier martial soul, possess such a physique?"

Although it's outrageous, the reasons need to be analyzed, dissected, and deduced:
"From Peak Douluo to Peerless Douluo, one's physique, soul power, and spiritual power undergo a fundamental transformation, leaping to 2.5 times their original strength!"

"Therefore, even without considering the level 95 transformation, Tang Chen's physique must have exceeded 1000 points."

Basic physical attributes include level growth, bloodline, soul bones, and racial talents.

Ye Lingling gently raised her head, and the sixth soul ring formed by the branches of the [Tower of Dimensions] flashed: Bloodline!
"Tang Chen's bloodline is not the top-tier martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer."

"what is that?"

"Ultimate Soul Beast, Nine-Headed Bat, 99 Points of Bloodline Tempering."

"Secondly, Tang Chen's body fused with the structure of the nine-headed bat, a microscopic and ingenious interlocking, resulting in another 99 points of racial talent data." As a result, his bloodline tempering and racial talent were both enhanced.

"But that's not enough!"

"When a top-tier martial soul grows to level 99, the level growth is 432 points. Even with the addition of 198 points from race and bloodline, it is impossible to break 1,000."

“There must be other factors, there must be additional reasons that we cannot know at the moment, but we can try to understand them.”

Respecting the strong is a humble expression.

For example, Yu Xiaogang couldn't understand Han Tao's strength, and Han Tao at this moment also couldn't understand why Tang Hao had such data.

But under the rules of the world, everything must have a reason.

"The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, End!"

Tang Hao's aura and soul power have reached their limits.

With the hand outstretched, the illusory image on the hammer handle extends for thousands of meters.

At the end of the phantom image, the Haotian Hammer, with a radius of 100 meters, unfolded, seemingly piercing a hole in the sky.

"Great Sumeru!"

Its scope, distance, and power were so great that it was impossible to dodge.

"We cannot defeat them by force!" Han Tao looked up and stared intently.

Tang Chen is undoubtedly the strongest among the peerless Douluo.

The overwhelming soul power, killing intent, and aura concealed all subtle techniques.

Ning Rongrong's microscopic power control, Ye Lingling's microscopic healing, and Han Tao's paralyzing rays could not penetrate Tang Chen's body's defenses.

A defensive field formed by the interplay of killing intent, killing aura, soul power, and momentum.

"Strength can conceal all underhanded tricks!"

Tang Chen spoke with confidence and arrogance, awaiting the fall of the Clear Sky Hammer and the end of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"yes."

"However, the world's favorable aspects are coming my way!"

Han Tao suddenly chuckled.

A deep crack suddenly appeared on the ground, swallowing everyone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

As the seismic waves spread, everyone fled downwards at an extremely fast speed.

The crack above gradually closed, but everyone could still feel the tremors and terrifying sounds of collisions not far above.

"Not good!" Sword Douluo made a quick decision.

"A thirteen-stringed melody in a cup, half a lifetime of trials and tribulations, all returned to a single sword."

Through the special application of soul power and martial soul, dozens of sword energies crisscrossed and surged upwards against the rift above.

Han Tao made up his mind: "Soul power, annihilate!"

Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling stood behind Han Tao, employing the same technique. Under the distraction weighting of the Tower of Dimensions, their soul power structure was simulated and their soul power frequency was perceived.
Only the macro structure remains unseen.

"Hmph!" Tang Chen smiled indifferently.

With the perception of a peerless Douluo, he easily sensed the ghostly presence beneath the soil, and the vastness of the "Slaughter Domain" filled his chest.

"No matter how many methods they use, I will shatter them with a single blow!"

Sword energy, blades, and endless sharpness clashed and passed over the Haotian Hammer.

The Seven Kill Sword, inlaid with nine gems, finally reached its limit.

——Snap

The sound of metal breaking.

Afterwards, there were screams of excruciating pain and the sound of Chen Xin falling to the ground.

It broke at the central axis, and the front end of the Seven Kill Sword shattered into pieces, clearly indicating a desperate situation where the martial spirit was broken.

"Grandpa Jian?" "Uncle Jian!"

Ye Lingling raised her hand: "Fourth Soul Skill, Concentration!"

Perhaps due to the treatment, Chen Xin's pale complexion eased slightly.

"The shattering of the martial spirit has resulted in damage to the soul!"

"The Nine-Heart Begonia provided some relief, but now, we must leave!"

The situation remains critical.

Han Tao continued to drive the source, using the power of the earth to vibrate, constantly digging deeper, like a large rat fleeing in panic.

After a long while, Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"now what?"

Are we safe?

"No!" Han Tao replied decisively.

"The Dark Demon God Tiger has sent a signal, and the Titan Giant Ape is on its way."

The Titan Ape is a true child of the earth, and although its use of the earth is equally crude, it still poses a threat to everyone.

Han Tao couldn't afford to gamble, nor did he want to.

"so what should I do now?"

"Ning Rongrong, give me the coordinates for Bone Douluo!"

The three-dimensional coordinate axis was specially designed by Rongrong for the ancient banyan tree.

Rongrong shook her head and refused: "No way!"

"The Peerless Douluo's mental detection range is 25 kilometers, while Grandpa Bone's spatial traversal doesn't cover that far!"

"If we bring Grandpa Bone over, there's a very high chance that Tang Chen will find out."

After speaking, she suddenly turned the soul tool and used the massive deep-sea iron to fill the soil above.

This type of mineral is considered expensive on the Douluo Continent, but it's not considered precious by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. However, such a huge amount of deep-sea iron is only used as filler for the soil. Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

Everyone was shocked and stood there stunned.

The difference between a peerless Douluo and a peak Douluo lies in their raw strength, and this difference manifests at every level.

"Tang Chen, how could he be so terrifying?"

Ning Fengzhi muttered to himself, "Peerless Douluo... Could this be the strength of a Peerless Douluo?"

Chen Xin's lowered head trembled slightly, and suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Grandpa Jian, how are you?"

Sword Douluo's face turned pale: "Fortunately, it's just that my martial soul is shattered!"

"If I do not unleash a sword strike that defies the odds, my sword heart will shatter, and my will to fight will cease to exist."

"At this moment, this is simply the best possible outcome."

His gaze swept over the shattered Seven Kill Sword, and he actually chuckled softly.

Chen Xin was not discouraged, because he firmly believed that the broken sword would one day be reforged.

(End of this chapter)