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

Chapter 334 Tang San: Unable to Defeat Despite All Effort

This is exactly what Lu Jun felt during his deep meditation at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy: he had many attack methods, but lacked the crucial ability to protect himself.

Therefore, with Lu Jun's fear of death and cautious mindset, he finally chose to maximize his own defense and, combined with the characteristics of extreme ice, developed his strongest defensive self-created soul skill to date, Mirror Flower Water Moon!
Its principle is not to withstand the attack head-on, but to use the ultimate ice to create an absolutely smooth, absolutely reflective, and instantly ethereal mirror field, which perfectly refracts all forms of attack—energy, physical, spiritual, and laws—to other places with minimal consumption, making it an absolute defense.

When this technique was successfully developed, even Hyotei, within his spiritual sea, remained silent for a long time, finally managing to utter only two words:
"Brilliant!"

High in the sky, Tang San, who had just broken free from his state of oneness with his sword, his face ashen, his aura extremely weak, and his divine blood almost completely burned away, watched helplessly as his ultimate attack, which he had risked everything for, was dodged by his opponent in such an unprecedented and inconceivable way.

Moreover, the power of the Asura Blood Sword has been weakened to the extreme.

The power that could originally shatter an entire continental plate was actually weakened by Lu Jun to the point that it could only shatter a mountain range.
The madness and ferocity on his face froze instantly, then shattered like broken porcelain, leaving only boundless bewilderment, blankness, and a sense of absurdity.

My mind went blank, and my worldview was shaken like never before.

What the hell is this?

Is it cheating?
How is this played?
Are you even human?!
"This... is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Tang San lost his composure and let out a hysterical, devastating roar, almost losing his mind.

However, at this very moment when he lost his composure and fell into complete self-doubt and despair.

Lu Jun's figure flashed and instantly teleported to the sky directly in front of him.

The same mundane movements, the same Ice Abyss Sword radiating an ancient chill.

He swung his sword and brought it down.

The actions are simple and direct.

But this time, with his mind collapsing, his divine power exhausted, and the Asura Demon Sword on the verge of shattering, Tang San, completely unprepared, was no longer able to make any effective resistance or evasion.

"Bam—"

With a dull thud, the Ice Abyss Sword slammed into Tang San's chest like a fly being swatted.

"puff--"

Golden divine blood gushed out of Tang San's mouth as if it were free.

The sound of the sternum cracking was clearly audible.

He was like a kite with a broken string, or a rag doll hit by a meteor, and with unstoppable momentum, he was forcefully knocked down from ten thousand meters in the sky by a sword.

"Rumble--"

The earth trembled violently, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

The Asura God Tang San was knocked off the altar by Lu Jun's sword and slammed into the bottomless ravine below, which was cleaved by Lu Jun's own sword energy.

At the bottom of the seemingly bottomless ravine, smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel tumbled down.

Golden divine blood flowed like a stream across the scorched earth, emitting a faint glow.

"Cough...cough..."

A violent coughing sound came from the center of the smoke and dust, accompanied by the sound of breaking blood foam.

The next moment, an extremely unwilling and frenzied Asura divine power suddenly erupted, violently pushing away the surrounding smoke and gravel.

Tang San struggled to stand up from the bottom of the pit.

He looked extremely disheveled at this moment. His moon-white divine robe was already tattered and covered with dirt and golden bloodstains. A clear sword wound was dented in his chest, and the marks of broken bones were clearly visible.

But his eyes burned with an almost manic stubbornness and murderous intent.

"I... am the God of Asura, wielding slaughter and judgment! How could I... be defeated by a mere artifact spirit like you!!!"

He growled hoarsely, like the mournful cry of a trapped beast.

His trembling hands gripped the Asura Demon Sword tightly, which was covered with spiderweb-like cracks and whose light had dimmed to the extreme.

He forcibly extracted the last of his divine power.

He pushed off the ground with both legs.

"Boom!" Another deep crater was blown open in the ground.

Tang San transformed into a resolute, blood-red meteor, dragging his tattered divine body, and once again fearlessly charged towards Lu Jun high in the sky.

With his shattered Asura Demon Sword in hand, carrying his last pride and madness, he slashed at the domineering figure.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—"

High in the sky, the two swords clashed wildly once again at a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive.

Sparks, mixed with ice shards and fragments of crimson divine power, exploded continuously like fireworks.

However, in this encounter, the gap was even more pronounced.

Tang San was horrified to discover that he was completely outmatched in pure swordsmanship.

The opponent's sword was no longer a cold weapon, but a living thing.

It is a flowing glacier, a twinkling star, a dance of the coldest rules of the universe.

Each sword strike leaves no trace, yet contains endless variations and countermeasures.

Although his Asura Sword Technique was ruthless and domineering, it appeared clumsy, rough, and full of flaws in the face of the opponent's natural and almost Dao-like sword skills.

He was barely holding on, relying entirely on burning divine power and a fierce, unwilling spirit.

With each collision, the cracks on the Asura Demon Sword spread further, and his divine body was eroded by the terrifying chill.

"clang!"

Lu Jun casually deflected Tang San's all-out slash with his sword, and then smoothly flicked his Ice Abyss Sword, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound under Tang San's ribs.

"Hahaha, that was great! Let's do it again!"

Lu Jun burst into laughter, his voice full of joy.

He hadn't encountered an opponent who could exchange so many blows with him in swordsmanship for a long time.

Tang San's reckless and frenzied attack, though crude in swordsmanship, was sharpened by his killing intent and god-king-level combat instincts.

This is perfect for honing his newly acquired sword intent and refining his combat skills.

Such high-quality human punching bags are extremely rare!

As Tang San listened to Lu Jun's hearty laughter and felt the opponent's sword intent, which not only did not decrease but increased in the battle, becoming more and more fierce and terrifying, the veins on his forehead bulged like earthworms, almost bursting.

What a shame!
What a shame!!!

Last time, I was tricked by the Ice Abyss Sword, and my divine power was absorbed like takeout, which fueled the opponent's arrogance.

This time, despite his best efforts to guard against it, he ended up becoming the opponent's free sparring partner and experience pack for honing his sword skills.
So no matter what he does, the one who ultimately benefits is this damned spirit?
Tang San, who had traversed two lifetimes and looked down upon all living beings after becoming a god, had never suffered such humiliation.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Tang San was completely overwhelmed, his reason consumed by boundless rage and humiliation.

He no longer cared about his image as a god-king or the damage to his foundation.

"Shura - Divine Armor!"

He let out a heart-wrenching roar, and the last of his divine blood boiled and burned like magma.

A set of blood-red armor, exuding overwhelming ferocity, instantly appeared on his body.

Each component seemed to be forged from blood crystals and demon bones, causing his aura to surge once again.

This is the Asura God's divine armor, his true trump card.

However, facing Tang San, who was unleashing his full power and clad in divine armor, Lu Jun's fighting spirit flared even higher.

"Perfect timing, it's the perfect opportunity to try out my new gadget."

Lu Jun laughed loudly, and his aura changed accordingly.

(End of this chapter)