Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 318 Nine Meridian Serpents
He opened his mouth and spewed out a thick, dark green poisonous mist with a sweet, fishy smell, attempting to interfere with Gula's vision and senses, while his third spirit ring shone.

"Snake Shadow Strangulation!"

His body suddenly expanded, transforming into several serpentine phantoms that were difficult to distinguish from the real ones. From different tricky angles, accompanied by sharp whooshing sounds, they strangled the golden-haired figure at the center of the domain.

The moment the poisonous fog entered the Sun's Domain, it was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, making a "sizzling" sound, and was evaporated and purified at a speed visible to the naked eye, unable to get close to Gula at all.

The sharp snake shadows suddenly slowed down the moment they entered the core area of ​​the domain, their trajectories becoming clearly visible, as if in slow motion. Golden flames ignited around them, and muffled groans revealed their true forms.

Gula's golden eyes remained calm and unwavering, seemingly oblivious to Basong's powerful attack.

He didn't even make any defensive or evasive movements. He simply watched with great interest the serpentine shadows that struggled to advance through the Radiant Sun Domain, like insects writhing in amber, feeling the peculiar spatial fluctuations and the slippery properties of the "Nine-Pulse Serpent" martial soul reacting under high temperature and strong light.

Gula wasn't serious at all. Otherwise, with the gravity field added on top, no Soul Master of the same level could get close to him; they would be burned alive by the Sun Domain.

He was observing and analyzing this unfamiliar martial soul. When he thought of snake-type soul beasts with spatial attributes, he thought of the legendary ferocious beast Bashe, a powerful snake second only to the pure-blooded Taotie. Perhaps he could create a Bashe soul spirit by relying on the ancestral bloodline of "ancient memories," which would have some value.

No one knew what Gula was thinking. His series of attacks were ineffective, and instead, he severely depleted his soul power and was covered in wounds.

Basong's face turned extremely ugly. His strongest attack was so powerless in the face of the opponent's seemingly calm and undisturbed domain, he couldn't even get close.

The other person didn't even look at him directly; this silent contempt made him feel more humiliated and powerless than any mockery.

"We can't hold back any longer!" A resolute glint flashed in Basong's eyes. He suddenly shouted, "Serpent Armor—Possession!"

Instantly, a dark light burst forth from his body, and a set of battle armor covering most of his vital points suddenly appeared!

This battle armor is a deep, dark green, covered with fine snake scale patterns. The joints are designed to be exceptionally flexible, perfectly matching the characteristics of his Serpent Martial Soul.

At the center of the chest plate of his battle armor was a strange gem encircled by nine serpentine patterns, exuding a cold and slippery aura. It was his one-word battle armor—"Serpent"!
The moment the battle armor was activated, Basong's aura surged dramatically. The powerful soul power fluctuations, combined with the energy amplified by the battle armor, forcefully created a small, dark area of ​​his own within Gula's Radiant Sun Domain.

The suppressed smoothness and spatial properties also came back to life.

He gritted his teeth, and his fourth and fifth spirit rings lit up at the same time, radiating a brilliant purple light!
"Space Travel - Venomous Fang Assault!"

"Nine Meridians Return to Origin - Berserker's Devour!"

Basong's figure suddenly became blurry, as if he had merged into the distorted light around him. The next moment, his true form appeared strangely less than three meters behind Gula!
He pushed that faint spatial attribute to its limit, performing a short-distance spatial jump.

At the same time, his soul power burned wildly, his entire body swelled and twisted, transforming into a huge, ferocious, fanged, dark python phantom. With a fierce and violent aura, it opened its blood-red maw and bit down at Gula. This was his trump card combination technique, with astonishing explosive power.

This sudden burst and spatial jump did indeed elicit gasps from some spectators in the stands.

However, in Gula's mental perception, Basong's pupils contracted, his muscles trembled, and even the path of his soul power flow before activating his soul skill were as clear as fireflies in the dark.

The so-called "Python's Bite," under the suppression of the core high temperature and intense light of the Radiant Sun Domain, had its power weakened by at least half, and its movements were slowed several times over. Faced with the gigantic maw that was so close at hand, emanating a foul stench, Gula finally moved.

He merely tilted his head slightly, his golden hair fluttering gently in the scorching air. Then, he extended a finger.

Long, slender fingers, with a wisp of light, as brilliant as liquid gold, swirling around the fingertips.

He didn't even look at Basong, but simply casually touched the space between the eyebrows of the giant python phantom that was biting at him.

"Clear Sky - Compressed Rays!"

"Boom——"

There was a soft sound, like a bubble bursting.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The menacing serpent phantom, formed from all of Basong's soul power, disintegrated like a popped soap bubble the moment it touched that point of golden light!
Before the violent soul power shockwave could spread, it was instantly assimilated and eliminated by the even more powerful Radiant Sun Domain.

Basong felt an irresistible, scorching, and pure force, like the core of a star, surging back from the source of his martial spirit.

He groaned, his soul power instantly became chaotic, and his martial soul possession state was forced to end. He flew backward more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and his body was charred black, as if he had been burned by a raging fire. He was in a sorry state and had completely lost his fighting ability.

His eyes were filled with extreme fear and confusion; he couldn't even see how the other party made their move!
The arena was deathly silent.

Those Star Luo spectators in the stands who had originally expected to see the Douluo Continent contestants make a fool of themselves or cheer for Basong were all gaping in astonishment.

Gula slowly withdrew his finger, and the golden light at his fingertip quietly disappeared.

The blazing sunlight that had enveloped the arena receded like a tide, the scorching heat vanished, leaving only the lingering smell of burnt food in the air, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Without even glancing at the unconscious Basong on the ground, he turned around, his hair flowing, shining as brightly as the sun, illuminating the hearts of the audience.

Once he stepped off the ring with ease, the referee seemed to snap out of a daze and hurriedly announced the result. Medical personnel quickly rushed to the ring to treat Basong.

"Number 666 wins."

Gula's first battle ended in a near-crushing, understated yet incredibly shocking manner.

To those in the know, he didn't even "make a move" in the true sense; he merely released his domain and then pointed a finger, easily defeating a five-ring Soul King with a rare martial soul!

That composed demeanor and unfathomable strength instantly left an indelible impression on all the Star Luo spectators and contestants who witnessed this scene.

This young man from Douluo Continent seems even more terrifying than Tang Wulin, who was "favored" by the princess!
(End of this chapter)