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

Chapter 319 Attack by Three Level-8 Fixed-Mount Soul-Guided Cannon Shells

These sudden words, spoken with an air of condescending indifference, startled both Wu Changkong and Long Bing, who were sitting opposite them.

A hint of doubt flashed across Wu Changkong's cold face, and Long Bing also sat up slightly.

"Your Majesty," Wu Changkong said in a deep voice, his tone questioning, "What has happened?"

Guan Yue turned her head, her face returning to its cheerful and kind expression, as if the chill from before was just an illusion.

He waved his hand casually, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing the weather:
"It's nothing serious. They're just some insecure, low-class people who can't stand seeing this train travel safely to Shrek City."

He paused, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over Lu Jun and the others who were meditating with their eyes closed in the carriage.

"Some people, seeing how dazzling young people are, can't sit still and always try to use some underhanded tricks, vainly attempting to stop a chariot."

Wu Changkong and Long Bing instantly understood. A cold glint flashed deep in Wu Changkong's eyes.

He knew Shrek Academy's ways all too well.

This team, led by Lu Jun, possesses astonishing talent, strength, and potential, far surpassing the current generation of Shrek Academy students.

It was entirely expected that Shrek's top management would feel pressured and even resort to underhanded tactics to obstruct or test the waters.

Long Bing's heart tightened, and she instantly gained a more intuitive understanding of Shrek Academy.

Almost at the same moment Guan Yue finished speaking, dozens of kilometers ahead of the Soul Guidance Train.

Gu Chenyu's elegant figure hovered in mid-air, the hem of his long robe fluttering in the high-speed airflow.

He calmly looked at the dozen or so figures that suddenly appeared in front of him.

These people were dressed in haphazard clothes, but their eyes were fierce and their soul power fluctuations were mixed. They were clearly not regular soldiers, but more like mercenaries or thugs kept by some force.

"Everyone," Gu Chenyu's voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the wind and reached everyone's ears, carrying an undeniable gentleness, "If the road ahead is blocked, retreat here and you can ensure your safety."

His response was a few bursts of malicious laughter.

"Playing tricks? You think you can stop us all by yourself?"

The leader, a scarred burly man, grinned maliciously and suddenly pulled out a metal barrel as thick as an arm from behind, flashing with a dangerous red light. It was none other than a powerful level-seven fixed-position soul-guided cannon.

His companions also brandished various soul-guided weapons, and their energy cores began to hum as they charged.

The gentle and refined smile on Gu Chenyu's face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold indifference, and a hint of crimson flashed deep in his eyes.

He didn't even fully release his martial spirit; he simply raised his right hand casually and gently waved it towards the void in front of him.

The movements were gentle, as if brushing away dust from a table.

An invisible, intangible, yet terrifyingly powerful force capable of annihilating souls, crimson ripples spread out instantly from his palm like waves.

Its speed far exceeded the reaction limits of those desperate criminals.

Their screams abruptly stopped.

The sneers on the faces of the dozen or so thugs froze instantly, their fierce expressions replaced by extreme fear and bewilderment.

Their bodies felt as if all their bones had been removed, and they fell limply to the ground.

The energy core of the soul-guided weapon in his hand flickered a few times before going completely dark.

Their souls were completely wiped out the moment they came into contact with the crimson ripples, leaving not even a trace behind.

Gu Chenyu frowned in disgust, as if dispelling something filthy. He had no interest in these malevolent souls, only pure repulsion.

To him, the souls of these living people were not as valuable as the souls he forged.

Just then, a hummingbird landed on his shoulder, and Long Xiao's urgent voice rang directly in Gu Chenyu's mind:
"Old Gu, to the east, a large crowd is rapidly approaching the train. They have fired at least three level-eight fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells, with their target aimed directly at the middle of the train."

Gu Chenyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly turned his head to look at the eastern horizon.

In the distant horizon, several bright spots of light, trailing long flames like the grim reaper's grin, tore through the sky, carrying a terrifying, all-destroying power, and hurtled precisely toward the speeding silver train.

It was so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Bastard!"

For the first time, Gu Chenyu's refined face revealed genuine anger, and he stomped his legs down sharply.

"Boom!"

The air beneath our feet seemed to be struck by a giant hammer, producing a dull thud.

He rose like a crimson arrow released from a bow, instantly ascending to a height high enough to overlook the entire battlefield.

"The true form of the blood demon!"

A deep roar rolled in his throat, the space behind him twisted violently, and a terrifying phantom, enormous in size, made of viscous blood and stark white bones, exuding overwhelming ferocity and an ancient aura, suddenly appeared.

It was his martial spirit, Blood Demon.

Faced with an eighth-level fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell capable of severely injuring a titled Douluo and destroying a large area, Gu Chenyu did not hesitate at all.

He pushed his hands forward sharply, his fingers spread wide.

"Blood Prison Sky".

With his authoritative command, the enormous blood demon phantom behind him simultaneously made a palm-pushing motion.

In an instant, a massive barrier composed of pure dark red energy, centered on Gu Chenyu, unfolded.

This barrier is not a physical entity, but rather a solidified sea of ​​blood, with viscous blood waves churning on its surface. Countless twisted and painful faces appear and disappear within it, emitting silent wails and exuding a chilling and indestructible weight that freezes the soul.

Once the barrier was formed, it precisely positioned itself between the three incoming Level 8 fixed-position soul-guided cannonballs and the soul-guided train.

"boom!!!"

A deafening explosion resounded through the sky.

Three destructive fireballs, powerful enough to level mountains, exploded violently on the crimson barrier.

The violent shockwave raged wildly, completely tearing apart the clouds below, and the scorching heat distorted and deformed the air.

However, the seemingly viscous, dripping blood-red barrier, like the most resilient abyss wall, fluctuated violently, with blood waves surging on its surface. Countless pained faces were torn even more distorted by the energy of the explosion, but the barrier itself withstood this terrifying bombardment.

It only caved inward a few meters before stubbornly withstanding all the impacts.

The flames and shockwaves from the explosion were firmly contained outside the barrier; not even a ripple of energy could penetrate it and affect the speeding train below.

Inside the carriage, Lu Jun and the others only felt a very slight vibration in the vehicle, as if they had run over a small pebble.

If it weren't for Guan Yue's earlier warning and the faint, distant rumbling sound, they would have been almost completely unaware that a potentially fatal crisis had just been averted.

(End of this chapter)