Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 69 The Wind of Time

"Second Soul Skill, Berserk Charge."

Shi Meng, like a raging bear clad in rock armor, charged into the mist with unstoppable momentum, using the mist as cover to head straight for Yin Chen's location.

Meanwhile, Lin Lei's second soul skill, Vine Entanglement, was ready to be unleashed, waiting for Yin Chen to be forced into an opening by Shi Meng before he would immediately activate his control.

The three coordinated perfectly, with control, support, and offensive maneuvers flowing seamlessly together. An ordinary opponent would inevitably be caught off guard and overwhelmed by a powerful surprise attack.

However, their opponent is Silver Dust.

Faced with the surging fog and the deadly collisions hidden within, Yin Chen didn't even move a step.

His eyes, which resembled the hands of a clock, were calm and still, as if they had pierced through the misty fog and clearly "seen" the trajectory of Shi Meng's charge and Lin Lei's vines poised to strike.

He didn't even use the power of any of his spirit rings.

He slowly raised his right hand and casually waved it in front of him.

Talent: Wind of Time, activated.

There was no earth-shattering burst of soul power, but the air on the entire arena seemed to be imbued with the attribute of "time" in an instant, becoming viscous and stagnant, yet stirring up restlessly in the next moment.

An invisible yet powerful current of energy arose out of thin air, centered on the silver dust.

This is not an ordinary wind, but a wind of time that embodies the characteristics of time.

A howling wind suddenly appeared, and the pervasive mist, blown by the wind of time, was like a curtain being pulled back by an invisible hand, quickly spreading to both sides, revealing Shi Meng, who was maintaining a ferocious charging posture, and Lin Lei and Su Wan, who looked astonished behind him.

The fog's concealment effect was completely ineffective against Yin Chen.

Shi Meng felt a powerful resistance coming towards him, as if he had crashed into an invisible swamp. His speed suddenly slowed down, and his violent momentum was suddenly suffocated.

He roared, trying to break through the barrier, but the surrounding air became unusually heavy, and every movement required several times more effort than usual.

"How can it be?!"

Lin Lei was shocked. Before his vines could even be released, he felt the surrounding airflow become extremely chaotic, making his previously precise control incredibly difficult.

Yin Chen slightly changed the direction of his finger, and the wind of time sweeping across the arena became even more violent.

The howling wind no longer merely dispersed the fog and slowed down the opponent, but transformed into countless invisible yet sharp wind blades and wind pressure.

"Chichichichi——!"

The resilient vines were like fragile grass stems in the face of the wind blades, easily cut and shredded.

Under the continuous impact of wind pressure and the cutting of wind blades, the rocky skin on Shi Meng's body emitted a teeth-grinding friction sound, with stone chips flying everywhere, and it looked like it was about to give way.

The light of Su Wan's Qingxin Bell flickered uncertainly in the gale, and the amplified soul power was almost impossible to transmit effectively in such a chaotic and violent energy field.

Yin Chen remained standing in the same spot, his robes fluttering in the wind he created, his silver hair flying, and his expression calm.

He didn't even glance at his opponent's disheveled appearance; his eyes, formed by the hour and minute hands, seemed to be appreciating the symphony he had woven himself, a symphony called "Storm."

This is the terrifying aspect of the combination of foresight and the winds of time.

He anticipated all of his opponent's actions and the landing point of his soul skills, and under his control, the wind of time became the most effective weapon to break the deadlock.

Without needing any soul skills, he had already taken control of the entire situation simply through his understanding and application of his innate abilities. "Boom—!"

Finally, under the continuous impact of the increasingly violent wind pressure, Shi Meng's rocky skin completely shattered, and he was pushed off the arena by a condensed wind pressure.

Lin Lei and Su Wan were powerless against the omnipresent gale. Their protective soul power was instantly shattered, and they were both swept up and thrown out of the arena.

From beginning to end, it only took a dozen or so breaths.

As the gale subsided, the arena was a mess, covered with fine cut marks, as if it had been baptized by countless sharp blades.

Yin Chen slowly lowered his hand, and the phantom of the Ruler of Time behind him quietly faded away, his eyes returning to their original golden hue.

The referee was stunned for a moment before snapping out of it and announcing loudly:
"Class 6 of the new students, the team of Yin Chen, Gu Yuena, and Ye Guyi, wins."

There was silence.

Everyone was stunned by this unbelievable fighting style.

Throughout the entire process, Yin Chen did not use a single soul skill; his soul ring merely appeared there without ever lighting up.

With just that strange and powerful talent, he defeated three well-coordinated second-ring Soul Masters with an absolute crushing victory.

In the stands, Elder Xuan had picked up a chicken leg again, but his gaze lingered on Yin Chen for a long time, muttering something under his breath:
"A talent with time attributes? Hey, that's interesting..."

Han Ruoruo's smile grew even brighter, and Zhang Lexuan's eyes sparkled with admiration.

Ye Guyi pursed her lips and whispered, "Still so...perverted."

Even she had to admit that Yin Chen's effortless and seemingly all-encompassing fighting style was indeed chilling.

A faint ripple flickered in the depths of Gu Yuena's calm purple eyes.

Yin Chen's control over the "wind" and his absolute insight into the battle situation raised her evaluation of this classmate to a new level.

Yin Chen ignored all the stares, turned around and walked off the stage, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

After easily finishing the battle, the Silver Dust team, having some time to spare, went to the adjacent assessment area number eight to watch the next match.

The match taking place here is between Huo Yuhao's team from Class 1 of the freshmen and Ning Tian's team from Class 9 of the freshmen.

Both teams were undefeated in the round-robin tournament. What was even more noteworthy was that Ning Tian's team had a three-ring Soul Master—Ning Tian, ​​the holder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, who was the most outstanding support-type weapon spirit.

Judging from their strength on paper, Ning Tian's team, with Soul Master Ning Tian and his powerful amplification, as well as two Great Soul Masters, Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er, undoubtedly holds an absolute advantage.

However, once the match started, the momentum completely shifted into the hands of Huo Yuhao's team.

With Huo Yuhao's unparalleled mental detection and sharing assistance, Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong seemed to have a god's-eye view, always able to predict their opponents' actions and make the most effective response with minimal consumption.

Even with the speed and power boost from the Ning Tian Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Wu Feng's powerful attack was still steadily countered by Wang Dong, and Nanmen Yun'er's swift surprise attack was cleverly neutralized by Xiao Xiao's Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron.

"That martial spirit of Wang Dong is so beautiful, no less than my Holy Angel, and it's also of the light attribute."

Ye Guyi's beautiful eyes lit up as she looked at the pair of dazzling, blue-gold light-shimmering wings of the Goddess of Light behind Wang Dong, her tone filled with admiration and curiosity.

As they were both top-tier Light attribute martial souls, she naturally felt a sense of familiarity.

(End of this chapter)