Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

"boom--"

A dull thud came from outside the earthen wall, and the entire enclosed space trembled. Gravel and dirt fell from the top of the wall, hitting Chen Jiyong's shoulders. His face turned red, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he braced himself on the ground with his hands, pouring his soul power into the earthen wall as if it were free.

"Chen Jiyong, hold on." Luo Yun's voice was calm.

"I...I can handle it..." Chen Jiyong gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, "but that guy with the hammer...he's too strong..."

Su Xiaowan stood beside Luo Yun, the flames in her hands dancing in the darkness, illuminating her tense face.

"Luo Yun, how much longer will your ice mist last?"

Luo Yun did not answer. His eyes were closed, the feathers on his arms glowed faintly, and icy mist slowly emanated from around his body.

The icy blue mist slowly diffused in the enclosed space, touching the earthen walls and climbing along them, quickly covering the entire interior. The temperature was dropping rapidly, and Chen Jiyong shivered, his breath condensing into white mist.

"It's so cold..." he muttered, but didn't dare to move.

Luo Yun opened his eyes. The icy mist had already enveloped the entire space, filling every corner from the ground to the ceiling. This icy mist was different from what he usually exhaled—normally it was released in a targeted manner, condensed into a ball, and precisely controlled; this time it spread indiscriminately, turning the entire enclosed space into his domain.

Within this realm, he could sense the location of everyone. Chen Jiyong was to the left front, his soul power fluctuating violently as he struggled to maintain the earthen wall. Su Xiaowan was to the right, the temperature of her flames standing out starkly against the icy mist.

"It's done." Luo Yun said, his voice sounding somewhat muffled in the icy mist. "Chen Jiyong, separate the wall."

Chen Jiyong took a deep breath and waved his hands. The six earthen walls split open simultaneously, breaking into several sections that slowly moved outwards, revealing gaps.

Ice mist overflowed from the gap, surging towards the Soul Arena like water bursting its banks. The white mist spread along the ground, quickly covering the entire Soul Arena floor, making it look from a distance like a layer of ice-blue carpet spread across the stage.

A gasp of surprise erupted from the stands.

"What is that?"

"He covered the entire arena?"

Shen Yi took a half step back, his brows furrowing. He glanced down at the icy mist at his feet, and as soon as his toes touched the edge of the mist, a chill ran up his ankle.

"Shi Yong, slow down, don't touch that fog," he whispered. "Going in will slow you down."

Shi Yong, the Warhammer Soul Master, who was raising his warhammer to strike again, stopped upon hearing this and turned to look at Shen Yi: "Then what should we do? Go for it or not?"

Shen Yi did not answer immediately. He stared at the icy mist gushing out from the gap in the earthen wall, watching it spread across the table.

"Go," Shen Yi finally decided, "but don't go into the fog. Wait until the fog clears—"

Before he could finish speaking, someone had already rushed out.

"Shi Yong! Come back!" Shen Yi shouted.

But Shi Yong did not stop. He gripped the warhammer with both hands and strode toward the breach in the earthen wall. Each step he took shook the ground, and the dark golden light on the hammerhead grew brighter and brighter.

"What are they afraid of in the fog! Smash it and see how they hide!"

The moment he rushed into the gap, icy mist rushed towards him.

Shi Yong's movements visibly slowed down; his steps became heavy, and the speed at which he swung his warhammer also decreased.

"What the hell is this thing..." He gritted his teeth and took a few more steps inside.

Luo Yun looked at him without moving.

"Su Xiaowan".

Su Xiaowan swept past him, the flames in her hands leaving two orange-red trails in the icy mist.

Shi Yong saw Su Xiaowan rushing over and raised his warhammer to smash it. But he was too slow. Before the hammer could fall, Su Xiaowan had already dodged to his side and her fiery claws slammed into his arm.

"laugh--"

The sound of flames burning flesh filled the air. Shi Yong screamed, his warhammer slipping from his grasp, and he fell to the side. Su Xiaowan gave him no chance to catch his breath, striking him again with her claws, burning a large, charred hole in his clothes.

"Shi Yong! Retreat!" Shen Yi's voice came from behind.

Shi Yong tried to retreat, but his legs were entangled in the icy mist, each step feeling like struggling in mud. Su Xiaowan caught up, her third claw—

Su Xiaowan's movements suddenly slowed. Not the slowness of ice mist, but a stranger kind of sluggishness—as if something was pulling on her arm, preventing her from exerting force. She looked down and saw a faint silver halo around her skin.

"Jin Qiao'er! Help me!" Shi Yong shouted.

Jin Qiao'er—the girl wearing the bracelets—flipped her hands, and both bracelets simultaneously emitted a pale silver light. Her first spirit ring lit up, and the silver aura around Su Xiaowan intensified, causing her movements to slow down further.

"Slow Aura"

Su Xiaowan gritted her teeth, trying to break free, but the silver halo was like a layer of glue, sticking to her arms and legs, and every movement required several times more effort than usual.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Yong swung his warhammer at Su Xiaowan. Su Xiaowan dodged to the side, but her speed was indeed much slower. The hammerhead grazed her shoulder, creating a gust of wind that made her hair fly wildly.

"Chen Jiyong!" Luo Yun shouted.

Chen Jiyong's earth and stone meteors had arrived. Five clods of earth hurtled towards Shi Yong from different directions. Shi Yong raised his hammer to block, knocking three of them away. The fourth hit him in the chest, forcing him to take a step back. The fifth hit him on the knee, and he knelt on one knee, using his warhammer to steady himself.

"Again!" Chen Jiyong waved his hand, and five more clods of earth flew out.

Shi Yong gritted his teeth, enduring the bombardment of clods of earth, and retreated step by step. It wasn't that he didn't want to charge, but that he couldn't—the combined suppression of the ice mist and the meteors of earth and rocks made it difficult for him to even stand still, let alone launch an attack.

Shen Yi took a deep breath and activated his martial spirit. Black fur covered his entire body, his eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, and three spirit rings lit up—two yellow and one purple. He pushed off with his feet, transforming into a black shadow as he charged towards Luo Yun.

But he wasn't as fast as before.

It wasn't that he didn't want to be fast, but the arena wouldn't allow it. The icy mist covered the entire fighting arena, causing his muscles to involuntarily tighten.

Moreover, the earthen wall hadn't been completely removed. Several pieces of the wall remained on the platform, disrupting his charge. He had to constantly change direction and go around the wall, which further reduced his speed.

Shen Yi's second spirit ring lit up. Purple light flowed over the claws, and a dark purple halo appeared on the black claw blades. This was his second spirit skill, Shadow Claw.

He cut in from the side and charged straight at Luo Yun.

Luo Yun did not dodge.

He raised his right arm and took Shen Yi's claw attack head-on.

"boom--"

A muffled thud echoed on the stage as Shen Yi's claws were firmly blocked by Luo Yun, and it seemed that they did not cause Luo Yun much harm.

Shen Yi's eyes widened.

The next second, Luo Yun's counterattack arrived. He punched Shen Yi in the chest.

Shen Yi successfully dodged the dangerous attack, but his shoulder was still grazed by the force of the punch.

Shen Yi's arm went numb. He shook his hand, and his gaze towards Luo Yun changed—no longer the previous composure and scrutiny, but solemn.

"Your body..." he whispered, "What monster?"

Luo Yun didn't speak, but withdrew his fist, and icy mist surged from his side, enveloping Shen Yi.

Shen Yi did not rush forward again. He took a few steps back, retreating to the edge of the icy mist.

Shen Yi's gaze swept across the arena. Shi Yong was being forced back by Chen Jiyong's meteor shower of earth and rocks; although he hadn't fallen yet, he was no longer able to attack. Jin Qiao'er's slowing aura had restrained Su Xiaowan, but Su Xiaowan was still faster than Shi Yong and was currently maneuvering against him.

Su Xiaowan!

Shen Yi pushed off with his feet, transforming into a black shadow, bypassing Luo Yun, and rushing towards Su Xiaowan.

Su Xiaowan was locked in combat with Shi Yong when she caught a glimpse of a dark figure rushing towards her out of the corner of her eye, and her heart tightened.

Shen Yi's claws have arrived.