Douluo Dragon King: Light and Darkness, Starting with the Punishment of Light

kill!

The moment Zhou Wei saw the two groups confronting each other, he had already secretly issued instructions.

Speedy!

Golden light shone simultaneously beneath the feet of the two martial souls.

That's one of Dahl and Sarod's signature skills: Speed ​​Boost, which increases their own speed by 200%!

Dahl's figure vanished from the spot in an instant!

The next instant, a streak of emerald-gold light swept across the battlefield!

Double-edged sword!

With a flash of light, five or six wind baboons were cut in half by the extremely sharp light before they even had time to react!

Blood splattered, and the mangled body fell to the ground!

A dazzling aura of light erupted from Dahl's body, searing the eyes of the group of wind baboons behind him!

They instinctively retreated, howling and daring not to go forward!

Zhou Wei, taking advantage of the opening created by Dahl, had already flashed away.

They rushed into the spot where the five or six wind baboons had fallen.

That's the best cover to avoid attacks from the mandala snakes behind!

But the swarm of mandrake snakes has already made its move!

Three giant snakes lunged at Zhou Wei at the same time, their mouths wide open, their scarlet tongues almost licking his face!

One of them suddenly spewed out a dark green poisonous mist, which spread and blotted out the sun!

In that very instant.

A dark purple figure blocked Zhou Wei's path!

Sarod!

Phantom Demon Kongya rushes!

A dark purple streak of light tore through the air and collided head-on with the datura serpent that was spewing poisonous mist!

A flash of light, and the snake's body snapped in two!

The poisonous mist that filled the sky was completely swallowed up and neutralized by the dark purple mist swirling around the blade!

Darius secured the front, while Sarod held the rear.

Zhou Wei stood in the center of the battlefield, panting heavily, but could not hide the excitement in his eyes.

He sensed the connection between the two martial souls within his body.

So close, so clear.

He wanted to go left, but Dahl had already rushed to the left;

He tried to back away, but Sarod was already blocking his way.

No language, no instructions, not even eye contact is needed.

It was as if they were part of his body.

It was as if they were one.

We are of one mind.

Is this the ultimate secret of the separated martial soul?

Zhou Wei's lips curled up, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

Then so.

Not one will be spared

kill!

This scene instantly froze the first batch of wind baboons and mandrake snakes, who were originally itching to attack.

Both groups are observing the situation.

The crimson beast eyes were filled with fear.

They are intelligent; they can see how terrifying those two figures were.

Zhou Wei did not waste any time.

With a thought, he secretly activated his skill.

strength!

This is also one of the inherent skills of both martial souls.

A basic buff skill on par with "Divine Speed"—increases attack power by 100%!

The golden light and the dark purple mist both doubled in intensity!

Dahl and Sarod's auras surged, and the oppressive feeling spread outwards like a landslide and a tsunami!

Upon witnessing this scene, the intelligent Wind Baboon King's beastly eyes flashed with a hint of human-like ruthlessness.

It understood.

Are these two humans and those two strange little creatures "healing" or "charging up"?

Whatever it is, we can't wait any longer!

"roar--!!!"

The Wind Baboon King pounded its chest with both fists, producing a dull, drum-like sound, signaling an attack to its tribe!

"Awooooo—!"

The remaining baboons received the command and used all four limbs to rush out simultaneously from tree trunks, behind rocks, and bushes!

Their eyes were bloodshot and their fangs were bared as they surrounded Zhou Wei from all directions!

And on the other side-

The swarm of mandrake snakes has also made a move!

More than a dozen giant, dark green snakes slithered around, their tongues flicking in and out, forming a fan shape to flank Zhou Wei!

The two ethnic groups are positioned in a pincer movement!

The first to rush over was a wind baboon with three hundred years of cultivation.

It was the fastest, using the trunk of an ancient tree to propel itself into the air and pounce on Zhou Wei!

Above his head, two arms covered in brown and yellow hair came together like a hammer, and a powerful hammer slammed down!

If this strike lands, it would be enough to blow the head off any Soul Master at the first ring!

however.

A dark purple figure flashed by.

Sarod had somehow leaped into the air, facing the wind baboon head-on.

Its body cast a cold, eerie shadow in the sunlight, its two scythes crossed.

Spinning Slash!

A dark purple blade of light descended from above, like lightning tearing through the night sky!

A knife!

It cleaves in from above the head and strikes out from between the legs!

Before the wind baboon could even scream, its body was torn in two in mid-air! Blood rained down!

Sold out instantly!

Dahl is no less impressive.

Three datura snakes simultaneously pounced from the flank, their mouths wide open, their fangs menacing!

They chose a tricky route, trying to bypass Sarod and go straight for Zhou Wei's main body!

Dahl's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!

Stars and shadows ripple across the waves!

The emerald-golden light darted through the snakes, so fast that it seemed as if three afterimages appeared at the same time!

With each afterimage that flashed by, the head of a datura serpent flew high into the air!

The first strike: decapitation!

The second cut: cleave in half!

The third cut, through!

The three snake corpses landed almost simultaneously, and were even still twitching and writhing!

The King of Baboons' pupils suddenly contracted.

It saw it.

After killing the wind baboon, the dark purple mantis turned around and charged directly into the baboon troop!

After dealing with the three snakes, the emerald green mantis flapped its wings and charged back into the snake swarm!

then.

Two figures attacked simultaneously!

An uninvited guest has entered the troop of wind baboons.

With each flash of dark purple blade light, a wind baboon fell to the ground.

There are no superfluous movements, no fancy techniques; every strike is the simplest and most direct slash.

But every strike was fatal!

A killer has also broken into the Mandragora Serpent clan.

A stream of emerald-gold light weaved through the swarm of snakes, and with each pause, a giant snake was severed in two.

The swordsmanship was so clean and efficient that it seemed less like a battle and more like a harvesting ritual.

Every move is a fatal blow, showcasing exquisite skill without a single superfluous action.

Raising a hand means certain death; making a move means certain demise.

The battle ended in no time.

The land was soaked with the blood of the wind baboon and the mandrake snake, and severed limbs and broken bones were scattered all over the ground, with a strong stench of blood permeating the air.

The once lush forest clearing is now like a battlefield.

The Mandala Snake King had been beheaded; its millstone-sized head rolled to the side of the bushes, its eyes wide open, dying with its eyes still open.

Only the Wind Baboon King, panting heavily and covered in wounds, lay sprawled in a pool of blood.

Its scarlet beastly eyes were filled with fear and bewilderment.

It's clearly just a human being.

They were clearly just two praying mantises.

Why...

Zhou Wei slowly walked forward.

He looked down at the dying Wind Baboon King at his feet and suddenly recalled a famous scene from the original story.

Ten years of wind and baboons almost killed Huo Yuhao.

The hundred-year-old Mandala Snake almost killed Tang San.

The one before me is the seven-hundred-year-old Wind Baboon King.

How many god-kings are there?

"Sorry, I killed a god-killer."

The words fell.

Step on it.

Click.

Inside the monitoring room.

Leng Yaozhu sat in front of the control panel, her eyes fixed on the screen, without making a move for a long time.

The staff members standing nearby were stunned, their mouths agape.

After a long silence, Leng Yaozhu finally spoke, her voice filled with undisguised astonishment:

"This detached martial soul... is not only highly compatible with Zhou Wei."

She paused, her gaze growing even deeper:

"Its power and speed far exceed the limits of ordinary hundred-year-old soul beasts."

Those two first-class soul skills.

The double-edged sword light and the Illusionary Demon Fang Strike were powerful enough to instantly kill an ordinary hundred-year-old soul beast.

"More importantly..."

She looked at the two figures floating silently beside Zhou Wei on the screen, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes:

"Aren't these two martial souls light and darkness?"

Why are the fighting techniques so sophisticated?

Dahl's combo was clean and efficient, with each strike aimed at the most lethal angle.

Sarod's swordsmanship was terrifyingly precise, as if it had been honed through countless trials.

That effortless composure, that natural rhythm of killing.

It's as if they were born to fight.

It's as if they were born to fight.

Leng Yaozhu took a deep breath, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips.

My two indomitable souls didn't gamble in vain.