Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Flowing Blade Like Fire terrifies Bibi Dong

"call--"

Su Chen slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The moment this turbid air came into contact with the air, it strangely split into two streams, one red and one white. The white stream froze the air into frost, while the red stream baked the surrounding rocks until they glowed red.

He casually took out a spare set of black robes belonging to the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall from his storage soul tool and put them on.

At this moment, although Su Chen still looks like a six or seven-year-old boy, his temperament has undergone a terrifying transformation.

If he was a sharp blade hidden in its sheath, its edge concealed, then...

So right now, he's like a live volcano that could erupt at any moment, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression with every move he makes.

His skin was as white as jade, with a faint, lustrous sheen. He appeared delicate, but in reality, after being tempered to the extreme by the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, the Fiery Apricot Blossom, and the Twin Springs of Ice and Fire, his physical strength had reached an extremely abnormal level!

"Such immense power..."

Su Chen clenched his fist, feeling the terrifying power of blood and qi surging within his body like a river bursting its banks.

He had a gut feeling.

Even without using his martial soul or any soul skills, he could still crush a level 30 Soul Master with a single punch using only his body, which had been baptized by immortal herbs and reshaped by the Death God Body Tempering Technique!

If you add Shunpo and the Death God's Swordsmanship to it...

Even a level 40 Soul Master, he dares to confront head-on and even kill him on the spot!

"Your Highness...you...you've broken through?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Su Chen, his voice filled with undisguised shock.

Because he clearly sensed that the soul power fluctuations on Su Chen's body were much stronger than before he jumped into the spring!

"Hmm, not bad luck, I leveled up a few times."

Su Chen smiled faintly, and with a thought, brought up the system panel that only he could see.

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[Host]: Su Chen

Age: 6

[Martial Soul]: Flowing Blade Like Fire (Shallow Strike State, Initial Release Progress: 85%!)

[Soul Power Level]: Level 20 (Reached the current bottleneck; a second soul ring is required to continue breaking through).

[Physical Assessment]: Ice and Fire Golden Body (Immune to all poisons, water, and fire; physical strength comparable to a Soul King!)

[Skills]: Death God Basic Swordsmanship (Mastery), Shunpo (Mastery)

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Seeing the data on the panel, a glint of satisfaction flashed in Su Chen's eyes.

The initial solution progress has skyrocketed to 85%!

We're only 15% away from that powerful line that would make the entire Douluo Continent tremble: "All things in the universe will turn to ashes!"

Moreover, his soul power skyrocketed from level thirteen to the level twenty bottleneck. If it weren't for the restrictions of the Douluo Continent's rules, which required absorbing soul rings to continue leveling up, Su Chen suspected that the residual medicinal power within his body could have pushed him to at least level twenty-five!

"Seven levels skipped in a row?!"

Upon hearing Su Chen's nonchalant reply, Dugu Bo nearly bit his tongue off.

He had lived to such an old age and had seen countless so-called geniuses, but he had never heard of anyone who could jump seven levels in a single day at the age of six and directly reach the threshold of a Great Soul Master!

This isn't just a monster, this is a demon!

"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was overjoyed and immediately knelt on one knee, trembling with excitement.

He seemed to see an invincible new star, capable of illuminating the entire Douluo Continent, rising rapidly within the Spirit Hall's ranks!

As long as Su Chen can grow up smoothly, not to mention the three upper sects, even that old angel Douluo of the Hall of Worship will have to obediently bow down to His Holiness the Pope!

"Alright, get up."

Su Chen casually unleashed a gentle yet irresistible burst of energy, lifting Yue Guan up.

He turned his head, his gaze lingering on the darker, more dangerous core of the Sunset Forest.

"Since my soul power has reached the bottleneck of level 20, let's get rid of the second soul ring in this Sunset Forest as well."

Su Chen's tone was very calm, as if he were casually talking about what to eat tonight.

But his next sentence made Yue Guan and Dugu Bo gasp simultaneously.

"My physical body has been tempered, so its limits should be greatly increased. Old Poison Master, Elder Ju, help me search deep in the forest."

"I need a Soul Beast that is over two thousand years old."

"What?!"

Dugu Bo's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in shock, "Two thousand years?! Your Highness, are you kidding me?! The maximum second spirit ring a spirit master can reach is only a little over seven hundred years! Even if your physique is exceptional, directly absorbing a two-thousand-year spirit ring beyond your level would cause you to explode instantly from that violent spirit power!"

Yue Guan's face was also full of worry: "Yes, Your Highness! Although you absorbed your first spirit ring, which is 450 years old, in the Star Dou Great Forest, a 2,000-year-old spirit beast is equivalent to the combat power of a level 30+ Spirit Master! The resentment and energy contained in its spirit ring are far beyond what a first spirit ring can provide! Please reconsider, Your Highness!"

"Limits are meant to be broken."

Su Chen didn't explain much, but gently stroked the light-colored sword at his waist, which had lost most of its rust and revealed dark red patterns.

"If this sword is only fit to absorb those few-hundred-year-old trash soul rings, then that would be the greatest insult to it."

Su Chen raised his head, and in his heterochromatic pupils, there was an arrogance and confidence that made even the two titled Douluo feel a chill.

"Let's go, don't waste time. Clear the area for me."

"I will use the overlord of this Sunset Forest to consecrate my sword!"

……

at the same time.

In a small town of spirit beasts less than 30 kilometers from the edge of Sunset Forest.

As night fell, the town's largest restaurant, "Hunter's Inn," was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Various rugged mercenaries and bloodthirsty soul masters gathered around the table, eating meat and drinking wine heartily, boasting about their harvests and romantic encounters in the forest.

And in a corner by the window of the restaurant.

Three people, who seemed out of place in their surroundings, sat at a fairly clean wooden table.

A thin, middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses, a buzz cut, and a goatee. He stood with his hands behind his back, his chin slightly raised, his stiff face bearing an air of arrogance and aloofness, as if he were the only one sober in a world of fools.

Sitting next to him was a six-year-old boy dressed in tattered blue coarse cloth clothes, with an extremely ordinary appearance, but whose eyes revealed a maturity and ruthlessness beyond his years.

Around the boy's waist was a striking belt covered in yellow stripes—a trophy he had just obtained from a four-hundred-year-old datura serpent under the master's guidance.

Opposite the two sat a middle-aged man with black-rimmed crystal glasses, a long face, and a somewhat cunning appearance.

These three were Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Flander, the dean of Shrek Academy, who had just completed their first spirit ring hunt on the outskirts of Sunset Forest and were resting here.