Douluo Dalu: The Frozen Throne

Chapter 47: The former Lower Four, the Southern Alliance

What came towards him was a rough and broad palm, and the owner of this palm was hidden in the dazzling light. Shu Yan could not see clearly for a moment, but he could roughly judge from the appearance of this palm and arm that its owner was definitely a sturdy and strong man.

Shu Yan slightly turned his head, and his huge palm suddenly grabbed the air, and a dull sound came out when he clenched his fist, which showed how great the power of its owner was.

The owner of the arm seemed to be stunned for a moment as he saw his attack missed. But the next moment, another punch came with a fierce aura. Shu Yan laughed in silence. From the movements, he saw the opponent's intention of testing him. With the intention of not giving in to the opponent, he casually punched him straight ahead.

The two fists collided in the air, and a wave of air swept over. Shu Yan was as steady as a rock, and did not move at all from beginning to end. However, the owner of the fist could not withstand such a huge force and flew backwards, falling on a glass object, making a series of crisp sounds.

The light gradually dimmed and returned to its normal range. Shu Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at a young man and girl in the hall, and then walked in as if nothing had happened, with the two girls behind him following closely.

Shu Yan looked around at the dozen or so people in the hall, without stopping, and then stood in the center of the hall.

Facing the gazes of nearly twenty people, Shu Yan felt almost nothing strange. He smiled slightly, his aura calm and restrained, and then he slowly said:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Shu Yan, and the two behind me are Princess Jiujiu and the Ice God Douluo, the empire's worshiper. Here, in the name of the empire, I welcome everyone who has come from afar."

Shu Yan's voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating. Several burly men at the back of the crowd looked at Shu Yan with anger in their eyes, but they seemed to suddenly lose their temper after hearing Shu Yan's words. Judging from their attire, these men happened to be the companions of the big man just now.

Not far away, two people were helping up the big man who was just knocked away by Shu Yan. The big man shook his confused head, with anger in his eyes almost undisguised. He roared, then struggled to break free from the support of the two people beside him. Four soul rings under his feet suddenly rose up, two yellow and two purple, a normal ratio.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, the big man's already explosive muscles swelled again, and his height rose to about two meters. Black magic patterns crawled all over his chest and cheeks. His hands also changed into black tiger claws that flashed with cold light. The next moment, his body suddenly violently violently rushed towards Shu Yan like a predator.

Shu Yan chuckled, looking at the obvious magic patterns on the big man's body and the phantom of the martial soul that appeared behind him, he had already determined what kind of martial soul this big man possessed.

The Black Tiger is considered to be the bottom of the top beast spirits. Its quality is slightly lower than the White Tiger family's inherited spirit. It possesses extremely powerful strength and attack power, and its speed far exceeds that of other strong attack beast spirits. This kind of spirit has a heritage in the Xingluo Empire, and their ancestors are the Black Tiger Sect, a mainland sect that surrendered to the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago.

The owners of this kind of martial spirit have almost never appeared in the world since the war of gods ten thousand years ago. Those who don’t know would think that they have long disappeared in the long river of time. But now it seems that in the dark corners unknown to the world, they are still tenaciously growing and taking root, and are even still prosperous.

Facing the big man's fierce attack, Shu Yan didn't even look at him. He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers casually. The next moment, frost began to spread rapidly from the ground. The expression on the big man's face suddenly froze, and his body stiffened inch by inch. The body suspended in the air was wrapped in a layer of solid ice and turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture that fell heavily on the ground.

There was a commotion in the crowd. Those who had some relationship with the man on the ground all had gloomy faces, and the expressions of others were not much better.

Shu Yan glanced at the crowd again, then sat down on the soft sofa and spoke again:

"He's fine, I just asked him to be quiet for a while. We have no ill intentions. We came here just to discuss an important matter with you. I think you will be interested in this matter..." The crowd looked at each other, and the few people who were originally blocking the front consciously stepped aside. Behind them was a beautiful girl leaning quietly on the sofa.

The girl looked to be about the same age as Shu Yan, with long, smooth dark blue hair, delicate and three-dimensional facial features, and a slight sense of indifference and alienation between her brows. But the most eye-catching thing was the sky-blue bangs on her forehead. The strange combination not only did not lower her overall appearance, but instead made her naturally have a mysterious and hazy feeling, which made people curious.

Overall, the girl's appearance is extremely stunning, even comparable to Xu Jiujiu, but the biggest difference between the two is the emphasis on their overall appearance. Xu Jiujiu is noble and elegant, while the girl is indifferent and mysterious.

The girl's eyes gently fell on Shu Yan and the two girls behind him. A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across her eyes, but then she quickly regained her coolness and asked in a calm voice:

"The Xingluo royal family has been secretly friendly with us for thousands of years. Now, are you going to crush this friendly alliance and kill us all? Or have we already lost the value of our existence?"

Shu Yan smiled lightly, then said softly:
"You think too much. The royal family is still friendly to you. I don't know when the thousands of years of alliance will be broken, but at least it won't happen in our generation."

The girl stared into Shu Yan's eyes, sneered, and then said:

"This is the best, otherwise it would not be good news for both of us."

Shu Yan waved his hand, his gesture casual and elegant. He looked at the girl's beautiful smoky blue eyes and smiled softly:
"What? You don't want to introduce yourself? My understanding of you is limited to today."

The girl sat up slightly after hearing this, her eyes swept over the people behind her, and then she said calmly:

"Luo Qinghan, a level 49 control-type fighting spirit master. The people behind me are the descendants of other families in the Southern Alliance. I won't introduce them one by one."

Shu Yan was slightly stunned when he heard the word Southern Alliance. This word did not appear in the intelligence that Xu Jiujiu told him.

Luo Qinghan seemed to have noticed the subtle change in Shu Yan's mood, and said in a calm tone:

"The Southern Alliance is a new force formed by the union of our families and forces that have been ostracized by the secular world and are filled with hatred and insults. Only we call ourselves this. In the outside world, the remnants of the Spirit Hall and the people who bear sins are what they call us."

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(End of this chapter)