Douluo Continent: Steadily Growing Stronger in Shrek Academy

Chapter 203 One Against Five

"Don't worry, even if there are five of them, they are no match for me," Qian Renxue said dismissively.

As they were talking, four figures arrived in front of Zhongli Wu.

"Lin Chen, it's been a long time." Feng Ling said, staring at Lin Chen.

That look in his eyes seemed to want to tear Lin Chen to pieces.

"Vice Leader, I am but a nobody, yet you remember me. I am truly unworthy of such consideration."

"A nobody? What a nobody! You actually managed to kill my elder with the cultivation of a Soul Douluo. If you're a nobody, then what are we?" said Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo.

"This time, we have brought one honored guest and two elders. Lin Chen, you have no way to escape," Zhongli Wu said.

The reason Shrek's people were able to reach the border was because Zhongliwu needed to go back and mobilize the high-level forces of the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Is that so?" Lin Chen revealed a playful smile.

Looking at Lin Chen's smile, everyone couldn't help but wonder: Did this person know he was about to die and had lost his mind, or did he really have the confidence to break through the encirclement of the five Title Douluos?

In the world today, apart from the Limit Douluo, no one else has this ability.

"Enough talk, let's do it!" Zhong Liwu shouted, and the Death God Puppet appeared behind him.

The other four also released their own martial spirits.

The Evil Phoenix, the Netherworld Sword, the Netherworld Thunder, and the Nightmare Demon appeared in mid-air at the same time, and for a moment, this world seemed to be plunged into endless darkness.

"I didn't want to cause trouble, but since you've provoked me, you're all going to die!"

After he finished speaking, Lin Chen's eyes turned completely golden, and a dazzling light shone from his body. Behind him appeared a beautiful phantom with six wings, forcefully breaking the darkness that the five evil soul masters had shrouded in, and holding up a piece of the sky.

The appearance of that phantom was none other than Qian Renxue, the six-winged angel god from back then.

The changes in Lin Chen also greatly surprised the five evil soul masters.

"Twin martial souls? You have twin martial souls? And they're even angel martial souls?" Dark Thunder Douluo exclaimed.

"A desperate struggle," Zhongli Wu said calmly, not believing that Lin Chen could defeat them with this kind of power.

At this moment, Lin Chen's hair had turned completely golden, and with a flash of golden light, the Angelic Holy Sword appeared.

Although Zhongli Wu and his group brought five people, it was Lin Chen who made the first move.

Offense is his true nature.

"You're courting death!" Zhong Liwu roared as he watched Lin Chen charge toward him. His Martial Soul True Body activated, further enhancing his evil aura.

The fact that Zhongli Wu was able to use his Martial Soul True Body from the very beginning shows how much importance he attached to this operation.

With a single sword strike, a crack appeared on Zhongli Wu's demonic puppet, and the remaining power of light on it continued to erode his martial spirit.

Also, at the moment of impact, he felt a tremendous force coming from the weapon in Lin Chen's hand, but why did Lin Chen feel that the weapon was light and airy?

What exactly is that weapon?

Zhongli Wu was actually at a disadvantage after being attacked.

"Don't hold back, kill this man!" Zhongli Wu said.

All the evil spirit masters present released their true martial spirit forms.

"The Twelve Beast Souls!"

"Bone Dragon!"

"Nether Thunder Sword, Floating Thunder Orb!"

"The Netherworld Sword!"

Lin Chen smiled slightly, pointed a finger at the void in front of him, and uttered two words: "Dispel!"

Instantly, in this world, all elements except light were stripped away.

Suddenly, the surroundings became incredibly bright.

Everyone naturally sensed this change; whenever they tried to manipulate the surrounding elements, no energy fluctuations were generated.

"What, what did you do?" Ming Lei Douluo exclaimed. He felt that all the lightning elements around him had disappeared, which also meant that he would not be able to exert any power.

Lin Chen didn't answer, and went straight to him.

Without the lightning element, Nether Thunder Douluo was forced to be chased and beaten by Lin Chen.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Lin Chen raised his hand and unleashed a golden sword aura, severing his right arm.

The Thunder God Douluo lost his balance and plummeted downwards. It took him a while to regain his footing, only to find that Lin Chen was already in front of him.

Just when he thought he was about to die, the Netherworld Douluo appeared behind Lin Chen at an extremely fast speed, and the Netherworld Sword in his hand slashed out instantly.

Attack where the enemy must defend!

Lin Chen's right hand continued swinging the sword, while his left hand pulled the hilt of the Angelic Holy Sword away, separating the mother and child swords.

The secondary sword was positioned horizontally where the Netherworld Sword was about to strike, blocking the Netherworld Douluo's Netherworld Sword, while the primary sword slashed straight towards the Netherworld Thunder Douluo's neck.

As a titled Douluo, Nether Thunder Douluo naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait for his death. In addition to activating all the defensive soul tools on his body, he also used his ninth soul skill.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Thunderous Escape!"

This is his ninth soul skill, which allows him to transform into lightning and become immune to attacks.

However, the range of this immunity is limited. People with more soul power than him can still hurt him. Moreover, there is no lightning element around, so this soul skill has little effect.

As for soul tools, they cannot possibly withstand the attack of the Angelic Holy Sword.

"The Holy Sword!"

Several angel swords emerged from the void. With a wave of his hand, Lin Chen summoned the angel swords, which then flew towards the other four people in all directions.

Looking at the Nether Thunder Douluo, he was already falling to the ground, his breath completely gone.

"My Lord Advisor, you said I was doomed to die today. What do we say now?"

"Don't get cocky, Eighth Soul Skill, Death Needle!"

A thin needle shrouded in black mist shot out towards Lin Chen in an instant, and the terrifying aura emanating from it made even Feng Ling tremble.

In response, Lin Chen simply raised his hand and gently grasped the void in front of him with his five fingers. The Death Needle stopped flying directly into his palm.

"This, how is this possible?" Zhongli Wu said in disbelief. He then circulated his soul power, trying to detonate the Death Needle, but he was horrified to find that his Death Needle had lost its connection with him, and no matter how he tried to control it, it was useless.

Lin Chen raised his left palm upwards, with the Death Needle suspended above it. With a gentle breath, the aura of death and darkness on it vanished instantly, followed by a surge of extreme light that rushed into it, making the original aura emanating from the Death Needle even more terrifying.

"go!"

Lin Chen flicked his finger, and the Death Needle shot towards the Netherworld Douluo in an instant. Its terrifying speed even made the Netherworld Douluo feel fear.

After all, the difference in soul power between him and Zhongli Wu was obvious, and he was far inferior to Zhongli Wu in terms of speed. Moreover, this was Zhongli Wu's eighth soul skill, a genuine 100,000-year soul skill.

Before he could dodge, the Netherworld Douluo was instantly pierced through the heart by Lin Chen's Death Needle.

"puff!"

(End of this chapter)