Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 130 Now it's Lu Jun's turn to faint.
These icy blue ice crystals probably won't be able to stop it.

The moment Leng Yulai had that thought, she heard a crisp cracking sound.

The layer of ice crystals on Lu Jun's body finally shattered completely under the impact of the extremely violent Ice Abyss Sword Intent.

It transformed into countless ice-blue specks of light, scattering and disappearing like stars.

Having lost its final restraints, the power that had been suppressed within Lu Jun for half a year erupted like a prehistoric beast breaking free of its shackles.

Centered on Lu Jun, a visible, icy blue wave of air suddenly spread out in a ring.

Wherever the blast wave passed, the remaining ice in the training field was instantly crushed into dust.

The alloy floor emitted a piercing metallic twisting sound, instantly covered with a layer of extremely dark ice, half a foot deep and crystal clear like a mirror.

The terrifying chill instantly lowered the temperature of the entire training ground to an extremely low level, even the light seemed to be frozen and distorted.

In the heart of this frigid wave that freezes everything, Lu Jun suddenly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are those?
No longer the clear or serene stars of the past, but like two icy stars just peeled from the abyss of the universe.

Deep within the pupils lies an extreme icy blue.

Cold, pure, and without a trace of impurity, it seems to contain absolute zero, enough to freeze time and space, and supreme sharpness capable of tearing apart everything.

Two condensed, almost tangible, ice-blue beams of light, like the aurora borealis at dawn, suddenly shot out from his pupils, piercing the high dome of the training ground.

Wherever it passed, the air froze, leaving two clear vacuum ice marks.

A clear, high-pitched sword cry, filled with boundless joy and liberation, resounded through the sky. The Ice Abyss Sword automatically emerged from Lu Jun's body and hovered in front of him.

The space around the sword was slightly distorted, radiating a terrifying pressure that could freeze one's soul.

Lu Jun slowly raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the Ice Abyss Sword.

The instant his fingers touched the hilt of the sword.

A more vast, purer, and colder sword intent soared into the sky.

This sword intent was so powerful and so condensed that it faintly condensed into a gigantic, ice-blue sword shadow that stretched across the sky in mid-air above the training ground.

It was just like the scene in Maple Leaf City where Lu Jun used this huge Ice Abyss Sword to kill four Super Douluo.

The sword shadow trembled slightly, and Lu Jun felt the changes within his body, feeling somewhat helpless.

It seems that because he hasn't eaten for half a year, his soul power has now become extremely depleted.

Lu Jun felt the surging soul power and sword intent within his body, as if he had been reborn. The condensed ice-blue sword shadow was the most direct proof of his hard work over the past six months.

However, this force was like a wild horse that had broken free, galloping and crashing through his meridians, creating a terrifying tearing sensation in his body, which was now extremely dry and depleted.

"Oh no..." The thought had just crossed Lu Jun's mind when an irresistible weakness overwhelmed all his senses like a tsunami.

The soaring sword intent phantom suddenly vanished.

He tried to mobilize a sliver of soul power to stabilize his body, but found that his dantian was empty, and his limbs and bones felt as if all the tendons and bones had been removed, leaving him weak and powerless.

His spine, which had just straightened due to the burst of power, collapsed instantly, and his legs, like overcooked noodles, completely lost their support.

"Ugh..." An unconscious groan escaped from his cracked lips. Lu Jun's vision went black, and his legs gave way completely. His knees buckled, and he fell straight forward like a puppet with broken strings. The cold, hard ground he expected did not come.

A gentle, warm force caught his falling body just in time, and a faint yet mysterious and cool fragrance instantly enveloped his senses.

The fragrance wasn't strong, but it carried a deep, bone-chilling warmth that strangely dispelled the lingering cold and discomfort caused by the extreme ice eruption.

He was pulled into a warm and strong embrace, the soft touch penetrating through the thin fabric, carrying a comforting warmth.

So warm, so comfortable...

The feeling was so relaxing and reassuring, coupled with the extreme weakness that felt like his body had been hollowed out, that Lu Jun's tense mind, which had been on edge for half a year, suddenly relaxed.

Before he could even see who had caught him, his consciousness plummeted into the warm depths of the sea, instantly swallowed by darkness, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Leng Yulai held the boy who had just lost consciousness firmly in her arms. Looking at his pale, almost transparent face and bloodless lips, feeling his light weight and his weak, almost imperceptible breathing, she was momentarily at a loss for words, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"This kid..." she muttered to herself, with a hint of helplessness and indescribable complexity, "Why is it that whenever we want to find out what's going on, he either goes into deep meditation and doesn't wake up for half a year, or just faints like this?"

Her powerful mental energy swept over Lu Jun's body, clearly sensing that it was purely physiological shock caused by overexertion and long-term lack of energy replenishment, and was by no means a pretense.

"This is impossible to ask..."

If Leng Yulai hadn't been absolutely certain that Lu Jun's current state was genuine, she would have almost suspected that he was deliberately using this method to evade interrogation.

But now... looking at the fragile boy in her arms, as delicate as a porcelain doll, Leng Yulai's initial assertiveness in probing was ultimately replaced by a deeper sense of pity and responsibility.

"Never mind." Leng Yulai sighed softly, tightening her arms to protect Lu Jun more securely.

Without further hesitation, her powerful soul force erupted instantly, enveloping the two of them in a dark purple light.

"call out--!"

A blinding purple streak shot into the sky, instantly tearing apart the alloy structure of the training ground's dome. With a terrifying speed far exceeding the speed of sound, it pierced the sky and sped straight towards the headquarters of the Spirit Pagoda.

……

The Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, a top-tier medical zone.

The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant and the low hum unique to advanced soul-guiding instruments in operation.

Leng Yulai stood outside the special care ward, her slightly anxious figure reflected in the cold metal wall.

She had been waiting here for a long time.

Finally, the ward door slid open silently, and an elderly man in a white coat with a calm demeanor walked out and bowed respectfully to Leng Yulai.

"Tower Master."

"How is the situation?" Leng Yulai's voice carried a hint of tension that was barely perceptible.

"Please rest assured, Tower Master," the old doctor said with certainty. "Student Lu Jun's body has no organic damage. The problem is mainly due to an extreme lack of energy replenishment. He meditated deeply for half a year, during which his body was in a state of minimum metabolism, but the drastic transformation of his soul power and spirit consumed a huge amount of his source energy."

"The sudden burst of power after he woke up completely drained his last bit of physical strength, causing his body's self-protection mechanism to kick in and he fell into a shock coma."

(End of this chapter)