Douluo: Legend of the Dragon King - The Voice of the Purple Emperor

With each compression, the dragon core pumped out intense fluctuations of qi and blood, causing a layer of light-colored mist to burst out around his body, and colorful dragon scales to cover his entire body on their own.

Neither of them released their battle armor immediately; instead, they simply charged towards each other.

Gu You pointed his Purple-Gold Dragon Divine Halberd forward, stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, and his speed increased dramatically in an instant. Aruheng did the same.

Their speed comes from absolute strength, not from any inherent talent or ability. Nevertheless, their explosive power in that instant surpasses that of most agility-based Soul Masters of the same level.

The two figures almost instantly overlapped in the center of the arena. Aruheng roared and threw out his right fist. A ball of golden-red light exploded like a cannonball, shocking the entire audience.

Gu You felt a wave of intense heat rushing towards him from the front. It wasn't real heat, but rather a terrifying power generated when one's blood and qi were at a certain level of vigor.

So, once one's Qi and blood become strong enough, one can reach this level simply by unleashing one's own Qi and blood?

Gu You was secretly shocked. His blood energy came from his bloodline power, not from his own cultivated blood energy, while Aruheng's was genuine blood energy cultivated over many years. One could only imagine how formidable his combat power was!

Gu You did not unleash the Purple-Gold Dragon Divine Halberd in his hand. The halberd, which had been pointing forward, suddenly disappeared from his hand. At that moment, his wings suddenly spread out from behind him, and he slammed them down with his right dragon claw fist.

Although Aruheng's punch covered a very wide range, there is no doubt that among Guyou's punches, there must be a strongest one.

"boom--"

A deafening roar, like the explosion of a high-level, fixed-position soul-guided cannon, resounded in the center of the arena. A strong red light instantly covered an area with a diameter of over fifty meters in the center of the arena, simultaneously engulfing the figures of Gu You and Aruheng.

Immediately afterwards, a figure was sent flying backward from the burst of red light.

It turned out to be Aruheng.

How is that possible?

Aruheng froze as he was thrown into the air; in the contest of strength, he had lost.

"Good!" Aruheng shouted, and with a sway of his body, his body made a roar in the air. In the next instant, he was in front of Gu You, and his fists slammed out at the same time, striking Gu You's shoulder.

Although Gu You was stronger than him, since he successfully cultivated the Innate Secret Technique, no one had ever been able to directly clash with him in terms of pure strength, a feeling of exhilaration that filled him with ecstasy. Even his teacher, a Limit Douluo-level expert, was unwilling to engage him in a pure power contest.

Gu You took a deep breath, slowly pushed his hands out in front of his chest, and the stirring dragon roar was deafening.

A colorful dragon head bursts forth!

"Boom—" Another loud bang, and Aruheng was blasted backward dozens of meters.

The audience was stunned.

With a powerful flap of its dragon wings, Gu You soared into the air, transforming into a giant dragon and taking flight. Intense fluctuations of blood energy accompanied the full release of the dragon core, blooming completely, and the enormous colorful dragon figure instantly transformed into a radiant flame several tens of meters long.

To the average viewer, it seemed as if he had unleashed his true martial spirit form.

Of Aruheng's eight spirit rings, the first, second, and third rings lit up simultaneously, causing his body to swell once more, and the golden runes on his body seemed to come alive. A huge phantom appeared behind him, like an enlarged version of himself, standing a hundred meters tall, emanating an indescribable oppressive force that pressed down on the dragon like a mountain. His right hand suddenly rose, and a bizarre scene unfolded: his fist instantly swelled, growing to a diameter of three meters in the blink of an eye, like a giant hammer, and slammed down fiercely towards Gu You's dragon head.

The secret method of the body!

Having mastered the Body Sect's innate secret techniques, every part of Aruheng's body became his weapon, an existence akin to divine artifacts. This was the Body Sect's strongest ability.

Roar!

The dragon roared, and Aruheng trembled violently. The clash between the flames and the giant fist began once again!

"Haha!" Aruheng laughed, withdrew his giant fist, and suddenly shrank inward, making him look like he was made of gold, only three meters tall.

The secret technique of the original body, the second awakening.

Gu You snorted coldly, his bloodline power circulated within him, and the colorful scales all over his body shone with new light as he met the attack head-on.

"Boom, boom, boom..." A series of booming sounds rang out in the air. The entire arena shook violently, and intense halos of light erupted at the point of impact.

The audience was completely stunned. Was this really just a battle between two-word battle armor masters? Even a super Douluo-level powerhouse might not be able to cause such a massive energy fluctuation.

As the light and shadow flickered and the protective shield swayed violently, Gu You and Aruheng simultaneously separated to the sides. However, when they reappeared, they were both covered in two-word battle armor.

Aruheng was clad in blood-red battle armor with magnificent golden patterns. The armor looked like an enlarged version of his body's muscles, and the helmet's face shield resembled a monster with protruding fangs.

They stepped into the air and gazed at each other silently.

The wings brought by Aruheng Battle Armor were larger than Guyou's dragon wings, spreading out behind him like a blood-red curtain, looking fierce and imposing.

The Purple-Gold Dragon God Halberd reappeared, and Gu You raised it. His mind was focused, and bursts of dragon roars resonated within him, accompanied by the vibrations of his bloodline. The surface of the Purple-Gold Battle Armor shimmered with colorful light, and each dragon scale had raised ridges on its diamond-shaped body, exuding a rich texture.

"I'm going to go all out, watch out." A soft chuckle reached Gu You's ears.

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock!"

Aruheng's chest heaved, and the powerful pounding of his heart instantly drowned out all the cheers from the audience.

When the heartbeat sound appeared, the seventh black spirit ring among Aruheng's eight spirit rings rippled slightly, and a layer of fine, light gold patterns appeared on it.

Aruheng flashed forward and unleashed a powerful punch with his right hand. At this moment, his body did not expand any further, but he exuded a peculiar aura, like an incredibly compressed super-precision soul-guided cannonball.

Gu You smiled slightly; this was exactly the moment he had been waiting for!

One strike, one kill!

Eight spirit rings instantly rose from beneath his feet!

At the same time, the eighth rose-gold spirit ring lit up!

Fate—Dragon—Roar!

"Cough, cough..."

The continuous roar of dragons emanated from Gu You's body, even drowning out the loud sound of the heartbeats around him.

Aruheng was stunned at this moment...

(End of this chapter)