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

Alarm bells rang in Cao Dezhi's mind; the power and control over these ice spikes far exceeded his expectations.

He dared not be negligent. He wielded the Ruthless Sword like a wheel to protect his body. At the same time, he retreated rapidly, pulling Zang Xin, who was fully activating the Regret Soul Skill, behind him. He managed to block the sudden all-around ice spike attack by relying on the strong defense of the Four-Word Battle Armor and his own sword intent, appearing quite disheveled.

At this moment, Lu Jun, who was at the center of the storm, appeared calm, but was actually making rapid calculations in his mind.

"Every Soul Master who breaks through to the Spirit Domain Realm will awaken their own unique spiritual domain."

“My domain is ‘copying’… Unlike Tang Wulin’s ‘rewinding’ which involves the laws of time in the original work, my ‘copying’ domain, if used properly, is also a divine skill that can turn the tide of battle.”

"The effect of copying is that as long as I successfully withstand or analyze a complete soul skill or even a special ability of the other party, I can consume soul power and mental power to perfectly copy a skill with the exact same effect and power."

"My goal is to replicate the Martial Soul Fusion Technique of Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin, which is called 'Emotionally Moving Heaven'."

"In the original work, this technique was so powerful that even a god-level powerhouse like the Abyss Saint King could be forcibly sealed for three days and three nights. Its power is truly heaven-defying."

"If we can replicate this skill, it will undoubtedly be a crucial trump card in the upcoming operation to wipe out Shrek Academy."

Thinking of this, Lu Jun frowned.

"However, their Martial Soul Fusion Technique is not used for killing, but for ultimate sealing... They would never use it lightly in a regular battle. Even if they did, sealing me for three days would not help the battle, and they know this very well."

"Therefore, we must force them to use it, and at a moment when they believe they 'must use it,' or even 'using it can turn the tide'..."

In a flash of thought, Lu Jun had already made his decision. A barely perceptible glint of calculation flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Zang Xin's offensive strategy changed again.

The despair and regret in his eyes receded like the tide, transforming into a pure and unadulterated genuine emotion.

The amorous sword in his hand, which had always served as a vessel for spiritual power, was finally thrust out for the first time!
A dazzling and crystalline light flowed across the sword's blade, and a dreamlike sword beam suddenly shone forth, seemingly transcending the boundary between reality and illusion.

The light was not dazzling, but it carried a breathtaking beauty and sincerity, instantly enveloping Lu Jun's vision in a hazy and beautiful light and shadow.

Under the cover of light and shadow that soothed the mind and reduced hostility, the sword tip, imbued with the most sincere intentions, had already silently pierced Lu Jun's chest.

Second Soul Skill: Sincerity!
This skill can be used for single-target breakthroughs or to affect an area. It can greatly weaken the target's hostility and defenses. Under Zang Xin's skill, the victim will unconsciously regard him as the most trusted or even the most beloved person, and will willingly put down all resistance.

Those with weaker spiritual cultivation often face death amidst endless beautiful illusions.

Faced with Zang Xin's sincere sword strike, which contained the utmost sincerity and was enough to distort perception and dismantle hostility, Lu Jun finally stopped ignoring it completely.

With a slight turn of his wrist, the Ice Abyss Sword traced a mysterious trajectory. The icy blue light on the sword was no longer just a chilling gleam, but seemed to transform into thick ink, splashing across the void.

This sword strike, seemingly casual, contains a profound and simple charm.

Where the sword's edge passed, the air was frozen, leaving a clear blue trail. The trail was not a straight line, but rather like the strokes left by a master calligrapher, meandering and flowing, carrying a strange and exquisite beauty.

The eerie blue light spread like a living thing, instantly enveloping and eroding the sincere radiance on Zang Xin's sword that touched the heart.

An aura colder and more ferocious than the coldest ice, seemingly capable of freezing the very essence of the soul, surged towards Zang Xin like an overwhelming tidal wave, accompanied by the ink-splashing sword strike.

Its power far exceeded any casual swing he had ever made before, instantly filling Zang Xin with the terror of facing imminent death.

"Don't even think about hurting him!"

Cao Dezhi roared. He was connected to Zang Xin by their energy and sensed the terror of the sword. Without hesitation, he stepped forward again.

The merciless sword in his hand erupted with an unprecedented dark light, carrying a resolute and tragic aura as if it wanted to perish together with the enemy, and suddenly met Lu Jun's Ice Abyss Sword.

"clang--"

A deafening clang of metal rang out, and a violent energy shockwave spread out in a ring, pulverizing all the ancient trees within a radius of tens of meters.

Cao Dezhi had already prepared for the worst. Even if his ruthless sword spirit suffered irreversible damage or was even shattered due to this head-on collision, he was determined to protect Zang Xin.

However, at the moment the two swords clashed, the expected excruciating pain of the martial spirit on the verge of collapse did not come.

On the contrary, he clearly felt that the power coming from the Ice Abyss Sword... did not seem as irresistible as he had imagined.
Although his ruthless sword trembled violently, its gray light flickering erratically, it steadily blocked the attack. In fact, the backlash of his sword intent even showed signs of suppressing Lu Jun's sword momentum.

Cao Dezhi's heart skipped a beat, and a huge wave of doubt instantly filled his mind.

what's the situation?
He...has become weaker?

Or is it that the overwhelming power he displayed earlier largely depended on the grade of the divine artifact, the Ice Abyss Sword?

At this moment, he has not fully unleashed the power of the divine artifact, and is only using his own Soul Saint cultivation to fight against us.
This sudden discovery gave Cao Dezhi a glimmer of hope amidst his astonishment and uncertainty.

He dared not linger in the fight. Taking advantage of the brief stalemate, he grabbed Zang Xin, whose face was pale from the backlash of his broken sincerity, and quickly retreated.

At the same time, in order to verify his conjecture and to cover the retreat, Cao Dezhi wielded the ruthless sword swiftly, instantly unleashing countless sword lights as clear and bright as the moon in the dark night, yet containing the sharpness to cut through everything and decisively kill, like locusts flying all over the sky, covering Lu Jun.

Faced with the dense sword light, Lu Jun did not use his miraculous invulnerability to all spells again.

He simply made a charging motion with the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand; the icy blue light on the sword blade contracted and compressed inward, and then suddenly burst forth.

A massive, crescent-shaped, ice-blue sword aura swept out, and wherever it passed, the moon-shaped sword lights that Cao Dezhi had unleashed shattered and vanished like fragile glass.

With the sword energy still strong, Lu Jun made a swift dash, closing in on Cao Dezhi once again.

Cao Dezhi was both shocked and furious. Confirming that his opponent's strength seemed to have indeed decreased, his desire to survive and win caused him to unleash his full potential. He roared and poured his soul power into the Ruthless Sword without reservation. The four-word battle armor flashed with light, and man and sword became one, transforming into a gray rainbow that tore through the sky, slashing fiercely at Lu Jun who was coming towards him.

In that instant, Zang Xin, who had caught his breath slightly, had a glint in his eyes and seized the perfect opportunity when Lu Jun took the initiative to get close, seemingly focused on dealing with Cao Dezhi's attack.

The first spirit ring shines.

"once."

That familiar yet eerie power of psychological shock, like invisible ripples, once again enveloped Lu Jun.

This time, the effect was noticeable. Lu Jun's forward-rushing figure clearly froze and swayed for an extremely brief moment, as if there was a subtle, uncoordinated delay between the brain's command and the body's action.

The expression in his eyes, which had always been as calm as a still well, seemed to stir with a barely perceptible ripple.

"It really works!"

Zang Xin was overjoyed and shouted loudly.

Cao Dezhi was greatly encouraged, seeing a great hope of defeating or even capturing this mysterious and powerful enemy.

He exerted all his strength, and the merciless sword, which embodied his life's cultivation and carried the will to annihilate everything, struck Lu Jun's shoulder squarely.

"clang--"

Another dull, loud bang.

however……

The excitement on Cao Dezhi's face froze instantly.

His merciless sword did indeed strike.

But it felt as if it had struck an ancient, eternal sacred mountain.

Lu Jun's body seemed to have an invisible and intangible yet indestructible barrier. Even with the full force of the Four-Word Battle Armor, the attack still failed to break through his defense, and couldn't even leave a mark on the white clothes.

Lu Jun merely lowered his body slightly, yet he withstood the sword strike without sustaining any injury.

"What...what kind of monster is this?"

Cao Dezhi felt so frustrated he almost vomited blood. Having lived for over a hundred years and experienced countless battles, large and small, he had never encountered such a strange and troublesome opponent!
It’s so frustrating!
The attacks were almost ineffective; occasionally, a weakness seemed to be found, but it was like a mirage, vanishing in an instant.

The next moment, Lu Jun seemed to recover quickly from the past trauma.

His eyes turned cold, giving the two no chance to catch their breath. The attack of his Ice Abyss Sword suddenly accelerated, like a storm, each strike sharp and fierce. He clashed fiercely with Cao Dezhi, the sword light crisscrossing and dazzling.

At the same time, as if he was struggling to gain the upper hand after a long battle, or perhaps sensing something, he suddenly shouted loudly at Yuan Enzhentian and the others who were watching from a distance:
"You four, don't just stand there! Go back and hold Yun Ming back! Yun Ming is coming! We absolutely cannot let him get here!"

Yuan Enzhen and Yuan Entian were both taken aback upon hearing this.

Didn't the deity tell them to step back and watch the battle?

Why all of a sudden again...?

Although they had doubts, out of unconditional obedience to Lu Jun's orders, the four hesitated only slightly before immediately responding:

"Yes."

Immediately, the four figures transformed into four streaks of light and sped off without hesitation toward the spatial passage they had come from.

Lu Jun's loud shout, however, sounded like heavenly music to Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin.

Yunming!

The Sky-Supporting Douluo Yun Ming is coming!
The morale of the two men, which had been somewhat low due to their prolonged and unsuccessful attack, suddenly soared as if injected with a powerful stimulant.

Their eyes were slightly red with excitement and hope.

"Hold him back! Hold him back at all costs!"

Zang Xin screamed, his voice distorted with excitement.

"As long as Yun Ming arrives, the three of us working together will definitely be able to take down this place!"

Cao Dezhi's swordplay intensified, relentlessly entangled Lu Jun, giving him no chance to escape:

"That's right, he panicked, he's afraid of Yun Ming! This is our only chance!"

Seeing that Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin's morale had soared because of this news, and that they had even begun to launch a frenzied attack at any cost in an attempt to completely capture him, Lu Jun's lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly, on his face illuminated by the sword light.

Sure enough, this trick worked.

He secretly thought.

However, after the initial elation subsided slightly during the fierce exchange, a deeper sense of confusion and doubt resurfaced in Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin's hearts.

No...it's still not right.

Cao Dezhi swung his sword vigorously while his mind raced.

Even though he didn't fully utilize the power of the divine artifact and only fought with the cultivation level of a Soul Saint, his swordsmanship was far superior to mine; that's a fact.

But why is it that in a swordsmanship contest, my Ruthless Sword is able to hold its own against his Ice Abyss Sword?
He could even occasionally force him to return his sword to defend.
The Ruthless Sword and the Passionate Sword, in theory, should not have been able to withstand such a long and unscathed clash with the Ice Abyss Sword...

It's so bizarre, so incredibly strange.

Zang Xin also had doubts.

His strength seemed to fluctuate, and his rhythm appeared somewhat deliberate.

It's as if they're controlling the course of the battle?
Even they, as enemies, began to keenly perceive the unnatural and eerie atmosphere permeating the battle.

Lu Jun's mind raced; he knew he couldn't delay or continue the performance any longer.

We must add fuel to the fire, amplifying their sense of urgency at Yunming's impending arrival and the irresistible allure of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to the extreme.

He spared a sliver of his attention to quietly contact the Dragon Night Moon Ice Puppet located at the Tang Sect headquarters battlefield. (End of Chapter)