Douluo Jueshi: Picking up Firefly at the Beginning

Chapter 271: Heaven and Earth Changes and the Soul's True Form
"boom--"

With a deafening roar, the entire arena seemed to tremble. Long Aotian's fist covered with dark golden light and Liuxing's mecha fist emitting silver-white light collided fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and exploded rapidly in all directions like a spider web, with the point where the two fists collided as the center.

As black and red lightning raged in the air, the terrifying shock wave swept in all directions like a surging tide.

This powerful shock wave was incredibly powerful. Wherever it went, the hard arena was instantly severely damaged.

The surface of the arena within a radius of dozens of meters had been scraped off in a thick layer, with gravel flying everywhere and dust rising in the air.

The originally flat playing field has now become a mess, with potholes and cracks everywhere.

Amidst the flying dust, the two men stood in a staggered position. Meteor's body swayed slightly, which showed the great impact of the previous attack. However, the fighting spirit in his eyes increased instead of decreasing. He stomped his feet on the ground, and the already broken ground of the ring cracked again. With the help of this reaction force, he rushed forward like a ghost, and his right fist, wrapped in an even more intense flame, slammed towards Long Aotian's face.

Long Aotian had just steady himself when he saw Meteor rushing towards him. The corners of his mouth cracked, and a fanatical fighting spirit appeared on his face. Compared to fighting with an elementalist like Gu Yuena, a flesh-and-flesh fight with Meteor made him feel more excited.

As the dark golden light flowed, he did not retreat but advanced, facing the attack of the meteor. He raised his left arm, and the muscles on his forearm bulged high, blocking the punch.

"Bam—"

The energy exploded, and the red high-temperature flames and dark golden light devoured each other.

The flames burned onto Long Aotian's dark gold skin, but were firmly blocked by the dark gold light. The ultimate fire, which had always been invincible, did not take effect immediately.

At the same time, Long Aotian clenched his right fist and struck Meteor's abdomen with a whistling sound. Meteor reacted quickly and dodged to the side. The punch brushed past the mecha, leaving a string of sparks.

Taking advantage of this fleeting gap, a red light flashed in Liuxing's eyes, and he clenched his fists again without hesitation.

In an instant, the already blazing flames grew even more intense, the scorching heat causing the surrounding air to distort.

What was even more astonishing was that a layer of black and red lightning began to wind and entwine in the flames like a nimble snake, clinging tightly to his fist.

This black and red lightning is not simple. It is the materialized form that Meteor presents after perfectly integrating his powerful mental power and majestic soul power.

Once hit by a fist containing such terrifying power, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The person being attacked not only has to endure the powerful physical blow from the fist itself, but the spiritual will hidden in it will also rush into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness like a surging tide, giving him a heavy impact on the spiritual level.

For those with weaker mental strength, just being hit by this punch would instantly cause them to lose consciousness and pass out due to the overwhelming mental will.

Even if you are lucky enough to wake up, the mental trauma you have suffered is not easy to recover from.

For a long time, their mental state will be in a state of depression and they will become depressed.

If the situation is serious, it may even leave an indelible psychological shadow in the heart.

After that, when facing the meteor again, there would probably be only endless fear and deep dread in my heart. The fighting spirit I once had had had long since disappeared without a trace, and I could no longer muster the courage to fight it.

On the other side, Long Aotian realized the horror of Meteor's punch, and his brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "chuan" character.

However, as the young master of the Body Sect, how could he retreat? He mobilized his mental power without hesitation and wrapped it around his fist.

However, compared to Liu Xing's mental power that is strong enough to interfere with reality, Long Aotian's mental power is slightly inferior. Although it also contains powerful power, it cannot present an intuitive strange appearance like the black and red lightning, but is invisible and intangible surrounding the edge of the fist.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fierce collision sounds rang out one after another like dense drumbeats.

The two figures shuttled across the ring like ghosts, turning into blurred afterimages that were hard to keep up with. Every time they threw a punch, it was accompanied by terrifying power, and the wind from their fists whistled past, stirring up gusts of wind. In the process of the two people's crazy collision, the black and red lightning flashed and jumped from time to time, like sharp blades, cutting the air into pieces.

The audience opened their eyes wide and stared at the ring, trying to see the two men's movements clearly.

"Bam—"

A dull and loud noise, like thunder exploding in the sky, echoed throughout the entire stadium.

After this fierce collision, the figures of Long Aotian and Liu Xing were like two cannonballs that collided at high speed and then ejected in the opposite direction. At the same time, with the help of the reaction force, they quickly retreated in opposite directions.

The strong wind whistled behind them, raising a cloud of dust.

At this moment, Long Aotian's face was completely occupied by an excited smile, and that smile was filled with intoxication and enjoyment of this exhilarating battle.

He threw his head back and laughed heartily, his voice clear and bold: "Great! Come again!"

These four simple words are full of fighting spirit and passion, as if issuing the most direct challenge to the meteor.

As soon as he finished speaking, the second soul ring on Long Aotian's body suddenly shone, accompanied by a strange flow of light, and a jaw-dropping scene happened - his right arm began to twist and deform, and the bones and muscles were recombined. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a dark golden long sword emitting a biting chill.

"Second soul skill, Golden God's Wrath!" Long Aotian roared, his voice resounding throughout the venue.

He jumped high, his body as agile as an eagle spreading its wings, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

He swung the dark-golden long sword in his hand with all his strength, and a majestic dark-golden sword light burst out instantly. The sword light was more than ten meters long, carrying terrifying power, and rushed straight towards Meteor, as if it was going to ruthlessly split the entire arena in half.

The sword energy was everywhere, and wherever it went, the air seemed to be forcibly torn apart by the sharp blade, making a series of sharp "hissing" sounds, as if the air was groaning in pain.

At the same time, blazing flames shot up into the sky and instantly gathered into a thick pillar of fire, which tightly enveloped the meteor in the blink of an eye.

The air at the edge of the fire column was distorted beyond recognition by the high temperature, and the astonishingly high temperature instantly melted everything it touched.

Under the ravages of the flames, the ground of the arena melted quickly like butter touched by a hot iron, forming a winding gully.

Under the cover of this pillar of fire, Meteor stretched out his right hand. Just when everyone thought he was going to rely on the defense of the mecha to withstand the sharp sword light, he actually grabbed the dark golden sword light accurately.

In an instant, the dark golden blade light vibrated wildly in his palm, making a sharp cutting sound, as if trying to break free from the control of the meteor.

The sound was like metal scraping against glass, sharp and tingling. Meteor remained unmoved. Then, he clenched his fist fiercely. With a crisp "crack," the terrifying dark-gold blade shattered under his powerful grip, transforming into a sky of shimmering dark-gold points of light, like brilliant fireworks in the night sky, slowly dissipating into the air.

Seeing that his attack was easily resolved, Long Aotian's brows jumped and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not intend to retreat at all. He activated his ability in an instant, and his right hand began to deform and reorganize again. The bones crackled and the muscles squirmed and stretched. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a majestic dark gold hammer.

This dark gold hammer is huge in size. When it is swung, it makes a terrifying sound of breaking wind, like a howling gale.

Long Aotian used all his strength to smash towards the meteor. The powerful force squeezed and distorted the surrounding air, as if the space itself was trembling slightly under this blow.

Meteor's right leg was instantly wrapped in a layer of blazing high-temperature flames. The flames were blazing white and emitted suffocating heat.

At the same time, mental power was integrated into it, and black and red lightning danced in the air again.

He twisted his body flexibly, and with the force of his body's rotation, he kicked fiercely at the dark golden hammer that was whistling and pressing the air.

Bang——"

This kick landed solidly on the dark gold hammer. The air seemed unable to bear the weight and exploded directly, making a shattering sound.

At the same time, the flames on Meteor's legs exploded due to the huge impact force, and the hot flames spread around, forming a huge fireball.

The violent airflow, centered at the collision point, swept in all directions like a surging tide.

Long Aotian only felt a violent impact force coming from the dark gold hammer. The force was too strong and his body could not bear it at all. He couldn't help but lean back, staggering and retreating again and again.

Meteor saw the right moment and kicked out again. This time the kick was faster and more powerful, aiming directly at Long Aotian's chest.

"puff--"

With a muffled groan, Long Aotian was kicked right in the chest.

The powerful impact instantly penetrated his body. He felt as if his internal organs were displaced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

The whole person flew backwards like a cannonball.

His body slid at high speed on the hard ring, rubbing violently against the ground, leaving a deep groove and raising a large amount of dust.

"Aotian!"

"Young Sect Master!"

Everyone from the Snow Demon Sect stood up in shock and exclaimed.

"Bam—"

Gravel flew everywhere, shooting out like shotgun shells, causing the audience on the stage to exclaim in surprise. However, Long Aotian did not fall down, but soared into the sky, rushing into the sky like an arrow.

As he ascended, the fifth soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, emitting a soft light.

As Long Aotian climbed rapidly, his whole body was shining brightly. From a distance, he looked like a huge ball of white light, shining brightly under the sunlight.

The ball of light rose higher and higher, and after rushing into the air for more than a hundred meters, it suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the ball of light, with an unstoppable and brutal momentum, smashed down to the ground like a falling meteorite.

"Fifth soul skill, Heaven and Earth Transformation."

Long Aotian's voice echoed in the air, carrying a strong fighting spirit.

On the other side, Liu Xing saw Long Aotian's fierce attack, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "Well done."

Amidst the laughter, the fifth soul ring on Meteor's body also lit up with a dazzling red light.

In an instant, the earth began to tremble violently, as if being stirred by an invisible giant hand. The entire arena was affected by this force and lit up with a dazzling flame.

On the already broken arena, accompanied by a loud "boom", the ground surged like waves, and then an extremely huge lava sword rose from the ground.

This giant lava sword is condensed from boiling magma. The sword body emits a high temperature that is difficult to approach, and the surrounding air is distorted by the heat.

The giant lava sword rushed towards the ball of white light that fell from the sky with an overwhelming force.

"Fifth soul skill, Cliff Sword."

The giant lava sword and the white light ball collided instantly, and the burst of light was so bright that everyone could not open their eyes.

Strong energy fluctuations spread out like ripples from the collision point, making the air buzz wherever it went.

This time, the soul guide shield around the arena reached its limit again. Fortunately, Bupo Douluo was well prepared. Without him taking any action, another layer of shield lit up, limiting the high temperature impact to the arena.

This is the second layer of defense temporarily arranged by the Sun-Moon Empire to guard against unexpected players such as Meteor and Long Aotian. The attacks of both of them have surpassed the Soul Sage and reached the Soul Douluo level. The original soul guide shield is difficult to block them.

Even the aftermath of the collision was beyond the reach of an ordinary Soul Sage. With an ultimate fire and a second silver-level awakening of his martial soul, he had the power to fight against opponents of higher levels.

"Boom--" A roar even louder than before was heard. In the confrontation between the giant lava sword and the white light ball, magma continued to splash out. The magma fell onto the ring and instantly corroded large pits on the ground.

The white ball of light that Long Aotian transformed into also flickered under the impact of the giant lava sword. The two powerful forces were in a stalemate and tore each other apart frantically.

But Meteor's Cliff Sword is a hundred thousand year soul skill after all. Although Long Aotian's cultivation is higher, he is inevitably at a disadvantage.

In the white light, Long Aotian no longer hesitated. His seventh soul ring shone brightly, and he shouted, "Seventh soul skill, martial soul true body."

An even more powerful force erupted from the ball of light. The white ball of light expanded wildly, and its volume increased tenfold in an instant. Under the impact of the terrifying soul power, tiny cracks began to appear on the giant lava sword. Hot air continued to spew out of the cracks, making a hissing sound.

The white ball of light shone brightly and pressed down fiercely with tremendous force.

(End of this chapter)