Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 284 A Body Approaching Its Limits

As time slowly passed, Wang Dong'er, who was nearly exhausted, showed no sign of wanting to stop.

Instead, the speed of his sword swings increased, creating afterimages out of thin air.

The force added to each sword strike grew heavier and heavier, causing the 'Red Dust Blessing' to tremble incessantly.

Originally, there was no set pattern to it, and the haphazard waving movements gradually became rhythmic, as if they were preparing something.

But anyone present could immediately recognize that the trajectory of the sword in the girl's hand was gradually coinciding with the hammering technique she used when forging blacksmith's iron.

It is clear that after fusing with her second martial soul, Wang Dong'er entered a state of enlightenment that is rare in a lifetime.

Her goal was naturally to transform the 'Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique' she had practiced for many years into a sword technique, in order to make up for her own lack of ability.

"Look, everyone! What did I tell you? This girl doesn't need anyone to teach her; she can figure out a sword technique that suits her on her own!"

"To strike an attack at the Soul Emperor level while only being at the Soul Sect realm, truly worthy of being the disciple I have my eye on!"

Seeing this, Kong Deming sighed repeatedly, while Jing Hongchen, who was at the center of the sword energy, was speechless.

Now you're truly a good disciple! Why didn't you step forward to take the blows earlier?!

Thanks to my wit, I didn't choose those level six or seven defensive soul guide shields, otherwise I would have been utterly humiliated!

Lin Po shook his head and chuckled upon hearing this, commenting as he watched Wang Dong'er's increasingly skillful movements:

"Despite the many drawbacks of the 'Disorderly Cloak' technique, it is undeniable that it provides an unparalleled boost to those power-type Soul Masters."

Upon hearing such a comment, Kong Deming couldn't help but laugh and scold, and immediately began to defend his disciple.

"Go away, do you think everyone is as freakish as you? Dong'er has been able to modify her techniques at such a young age, which has almost surpassed all other Soul Masters of her generation!"

"It seems you really like this girl, you can even argue with me about this."

Just as the old man and the young girl were debating the pros and cons of the 'disorderly cloak', Wang Dong'er's long-accumulated momentum finally reached its peak.

The next second, Wang Dong'er instinctively took a step back due to the recoil.

He then bent his knees slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and dragged the greatsword behind him with both hands, unleashing all the power accumulated from the hundreds of sword dances he had just performed for this final strike.

In addition, the girl, whose soul power had long since burned out, somehow managed to find some other source of power.

The preparations are complete!

In contrast, Jing Hongchen, the target of the attack, subconsciously narrowed his eyes in the face of the impending attack.

He could sense that this seemingly ordinary strike already possessed power infinitely close to that of a Soul Saint.

Its power was certainly not something a mere Soul Master could withstand.

So much so that if things go wrong, this reckless girl could be seriously injured by the reaction force.

Therefore, he had to devote all his energy to taking it on.

Even if it means actively dispelling the 'protection of the mortal world' to withstand the attack, we must ensure Wang Dong'er's safety.

Suddenly, a sonic boom erupted in the main room.

In a mere instant, the girl, her feet treading on the chilling air, flashed above Jing Hongchen's head, raising 'Frostmourne' and slashing it down heavily in front of her.

With the violent collision between ice-attribute soul power and non-attribute soul power, everything in the room was instantly destroyed by the residual force, which made Kong Deming feel a pang of heartache.

Those are artifacts that I've collected over decades!
A few seconds later, Lin Po, sensing the dissipation of his soul power, stirred his mind slightly, and the chilling aura that permeated the surroundings dissipated, revealing the scene at the center of the collision.

Wang Dong'er is doing well. Under Jing Hongchen's full protection, she only suffered from exhaustion of soul power and mental energy, and at most some minor injuries such as muscle strain and slight bone fractures.

Jing Hongchen's situation is much worse.

Not only was his face covered in sweat and he was panting heavily, but his breathing was also extremely unstable, clearly indicating that he had exhausted himself.

Seemingly sensing the gaze directed at her, Jing Hongchen felt a sense of relief, as if she had just escaped a calamity.

"Young man Lin! Don't leave this kind of work to me again! Young people these days are terrifying! They don't care about their own health at all!"

At the same time, Zhang Lexuan, having finished educating Han Ruoruo, also emerged from the secret room.

After just a quick glance around at the dilapidated state of the house, he immediately understood the general cause and effect.

In the end, he could only shake his head and chuckle helplessly, then stepped forward and gently tapped Lin Po's forehead.

"You still love to play around." He then went forward to check on Wang Dong'er's condition while summoning maids to clean the room and tidy up the clutter.

Seeing that Zhang Lexuan was about to use her soul power to heal Wang Dong'er, Lin Po quickly stepped forward and stopped her.

"Sister Lexuan, let me do it."

As he spoke, two streams of emerald green life force flew out from his fingertips, one of which went straight into Wang Dong'er's chest.

The other wisp flew towards the Mirror Red Dust, as a reward for this 'unexpected' event.

"Hmm? Such pure vitality! Kid Lin, you've got this trick up your sleeve."

"Hurry up and heal your wounds. Being made to look so pathetic by a Soul Master is a disgrace to a Super Douluo."

After being rendered speechless by Jing Hongchen's retort, Lin Po looked at Kong Deming, his tone unusually serious.

"Grandpa Kong, after this incident, you should be able to see some of the problems with this girl. I hope you will take good care of her in the future."

"It's what you wish for."

Kong Deming immediately nodded in agreement and silently began to think about the training plan for his personal disciples.

With no one else around to disturb her, Zhang Lexuan finally had the chance to hold her brother's hand again and whisper softly in his ear.

"Xiao Po, it's getting late. Let's rest at your great-grandfather's house for the time being."

Lin Po naturally had no objection to this and agreed on the spot.

"Okay, I have nothing to do since I'm going back, so staying a few more days won't hurt."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lexuan was secretly delighted, thinking to herself:
'It would be better if you stayed a few more days, giving your sister some more time to prepare. I will offer the entire Sun Moon Empire as my dowry to become your wife.'

"Xiao Po, let's go."

. . .

For the next ten days or so, Lin Po's stay at the Confucius Mansion was both busy and relaxing.

First, Kong Deming and Jing Hongchen pulled him into the forging room and carefully measured his body data.

They were then strongly urged to stay a few more days to help them create a new type of 'battle armor'.

Lin Po wanted to refuse, because with his current strength, a mere four-word battle armor couldn't really bring him much improvement.

However, he couldn't resist the repeated persuasion and promises from the two men, which 'forced' him to stay at the Confucius Mansion for a few more days.

Yes, it's definitely not because he's coveting the four-word battle armor that Kong Deming promised him, which would match Zhang Lexuan's outfit.

And so, Lin Po spent five whole days idly in the forging room with the two old men, until Di Tian sent him a message and he was finally released.

Then, before he could even take a few breaths of fresh air, the Evil Emperor impatiently came to his door again, stating his intention to offer a sacrifice directly.

Seeing the Evil Emperor's excited expression, Lin Po had no choice but to work overtime again.

Despairing of life, he took it into the spirit world to perform the sacrificial rites.

However, when Lin Po left the Spirit Realm and stepped back into the Confucius Mansion, he had a serious look in his eyes and a furrowed brow.

After landing, he didn't move his feet, remaining in place for a long time, head down, seemingly lost in thought.

The sudden change startled everyone, and they rushed forward to ask if something had happened.

Lin Po was moved by what he saw, but he was also quite troubled by his own situation.

Accidents do happen, and they can be quite serious.

However, it would be too embarrassing to say it out loud!
After a series of excuses and wrangling, he finally revealed his problem under Zhang Lexuan's persistent questioning, half-covering his face.

Lin Po, who always prided himself on his physical strength, almost burst from being overloaded during the Evil Emperor's sacrifice.

Such a ridiculous and absurd thing would naturally elicit disbelief from the first person to hear it.

After all, they all knew very well just how strong this boy's physique was.

How could a mere evil emperor possess such profound strength that even he could not withstand it?
However, after they heard Lin Po explain the reasons, they all turned to look at him with disdain and resentment.

Damn it, I actually believed your lies!

(End of this chapter)