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

Lu Jun stepped forward.

Faced with the thousands of Soul Masters surging in like a tsunami, and the dazzling light of countless Soul Skills that intertwined into a death network, Lu Jun showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he let out a long, hearty laugh.

He raised the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand, pointing it at the sky!
The sound, like thunder from the heavens, exploded across the entire valley, clearly overwhelming the thunder and roar of a thousand horses:
"I have a sword here—"

"It can withstand a thousand armies and horses, and can cleave the sun, moon, and stars!"

"You cowards, bring it on!"

The torrent of soul skills that burst through the air was like a raging sea god unleashing a world-destroying wave, one wave higher than the next, carrying a violent energy that could destroy everything, and instantly swallowed up the place where Lu Jun had just stood.

The dazzling array of soul skills intertwined and collided, emitting a deafening roar. The earth was torn apart, the ice was evaporated, and smoke and dust mixed with violent energy turbulence soared into the sky.

However, at the very edge of this destructive storm, his body shimmered with a dazzling icy blue light, and his eyes transformed into a deep, cold azure, as if containing the unyielding chill of the far northern ice plains.

A powerful, vast, and incomparably sharp sword intent surged from his body, soaring straight into the heavens!
It forcefully tore a rift in the thick dark clouds and the light of the soul skill, and endless cold light poured down like the Milky Way from the heavens, dyeing the entire sky a cold blue.

This astonishing phenomenon shone like a lighthouse on the dimly lit battlefield, instantly attracting the attention of all the enemies.

"He's there!"

"Kill him! Avenge our fellow disciples!"

"Don't let him get away!"

The Tang Clan and Shrek Academy Soul Masters surrounding the area, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed even more frantically toward the location where the sword intent erupted, their battle cries shaking the heavens and the earth.

The earth groaned and trembled under the dense footsteps, and the rubble on the ground bounced and jumped.

The synchronized yet chaotic and frenzied footsteps resonated like war drums, striking the hearts of everyone present.

Close, getting closer!

The river of destruction, formed by the combined soul power and soul skills of thousands of soul masters, was already close at hand.

Behind the dazzling light lies a chilling aura of death.

Lu Jun bent his legs slightly and leaned forward, like a fully drawn bow, his whole body taut to the extreme.

He gently stroked the cold blade of the Ice Abyss Sword. The blade hummed, responding to its master's overwhelming fighting spirit. A deep blue light completely enveloped the sword, emanating an extreme chill that could freeze one's soul.

Gazing at the roaring torrent of soul power surging towards him, seemingly capable of devouring everything, Lu Jun's eyes showed no fear, but instead burned with fierce battle intent.

He resolutely transformed into a streak of icy blue aurora that tore through the sky, advancing instead of retreating, charging headlong into the surging waves!

Single-handedly charging head-on into an army of thousands!

This scene was tragic and frenzied, yet it possessed a breathtakingly sharp edge!

"puff--!"

The icy blue sword light instantly tore through the formation at the forefront of the Soul Master torrent.

Blood bloomed suddenly like eerie red flowers. The first dozen or so Soul Masters who came into contact with it didn't even have time to react before their protective Soul Power and bodies were instantly torn apart by the indestructible sword light. Limbs and fragments of internal organs flew everywhere! Lu Jun's figure was like a ghost, moving like lightning!

Without pausing for a moment, he transformed into a whirlwind of death, rapidly weaving through the dense crowd. His trajectory was unpredictable, as if he were constantly twitching in a Z-shape. With each flash, the Ice Abyss Sword drew a beautiful yet deadly arc.

Wherever the sword light passed, broken blades flew, soul rings shattered, and screams echoed.

He was like a tireless, terrifyingly efficient human meat grinder, invincible, carving a shocking bloody path through the vast army.

Even though they had already witnessed Lu Jun's strength, the people watching from above, who were hiding their presence, couldn't help but gasp again, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

"A battle formation composed of thousands of Soul Masters... was slaughtered by him alone like mowing grass?"

Qian Gu Dong Feng feels that his understanding is being overturned.

Le Zheng'en's sharp gaze was fixed on the icy blue figure rushing forward below, and he said in a deep voice:
"His advance is too fast. At this rate, he could really break through the entire defense line single-handedly and slaughter all the core forces of the Tang Clan and Shrek Academy!"

"It's probably not that simple." Guan Yue gripped the Sky-Piercing Spear tightly, her eyes grave. "They were caught off guard at first, but now... they need to start organizing an effective counterattack. And look over there—"

Everyone's gaze followed, and they saw two exceptionally powerful auras suddenly rise like beacon fires, forcibly stabilizing the somewhat chaotic situation. They were Lan Muzi and Tang Yinmeng from Shrek Academy's inner court.

"It's Lan Muzi and Tang Yinmeng! Their auras... they're actually Soul Douluos!"

Qian Gu Dongfeng's pupils contracted.

Guan Yue's fighting spirit surged, and the Sky-Piercing Spear emitted a soft hum:
"Two Soul Douluos, and with the added power of three-word battle armor, we can't let him handle them alone. I'll go and take care of them!"

"Wait a minute." Le Zheng'en grabbed Guan Yue's shoulder, shook his head, and kept his gaze fixed on Lu Jun. "Don't forget Speaker Xu's instructions. Only appropriate pressure can force him to his true limits. His growth is crucial to us. Let's wait a bit longer. If he really faces a life-or-death situation, it won't be too late for us to make our move."

Guan Yue frowned, looking at the perilous battlefield below, and finally suppressed the urge to intervene: "...Alright. Hopefully he knows his limits."

At the center of the battlefield, Lu Jun's sword light swept across the battlefield as if he were in an empty field.

But the surrounding pressure suddenly increased. The previously somewhat chaotic Soul Masters began to form formations under the command of their respective leaders. Their Soul Skills were no longer disorderly, but began to pour out in a layered and coordinated manner, trying to restrict his movement and compress his space.

at this time--

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Two sharp killing intents locked onto Lu Jun like venomous snakes, moving at an extreme speed.

Lan Muzi and Tang Yinmeng have finally made their move!

Lan Muzi held a wooden sword burning with blazing sun flames in her hand. Her martial spirit was the Yang Wood Sword!

Eight jet-black ten-thousand-year soul rings beneath his feet shone brightly, and a magnificent and powerful three-word battle armor instantly covered his entire body, the aura it unleashed far surpassing that of an ordinary titled Douluo.

He moved with the blade, the Yangmu Blade transforming into a crimson rainbow that tore through the sky. The intense heat scorched and distorted the air along its path, and with the force to split mountains and cleave seas, it slashed fiercely toward Lu Jun's neck.

The blade's momentum was fierce and domineering, clearly showing no mercy and aiming for a fatal blow! (End of Chapter)