Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 15: Body elbow attack!

Han Yu's eyes instantly turned blood red, and the three-tomoe Sharingan appeared in his pupils.

The black magatama spun rapidly in his pupils, emanating an extremely cold and sinister wave of soul power.

A hint of surprise flashed in Du Busi's eyes. Compared to a few days ago, Han Yu's mental strength was much stronger.

"It's in!"

Han Yu tossed a katana to his shadow clone, and the two exchanged a glance before launching their attacks simultaneously.

The shadow clones moved erratically like ghosts, wielding a knife to the left and a sword to the right, quickly disrupting Poison Undying's concentration.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Yu launched a fierce attack from the flank. His longsword whistled through the air, and each strike was precisely aimed at Du Bu Si's vital points.

Poison Undying sneered. As a Super Douluo, his combat experience was extraordinary. He cleverly used dodging to conceal his whereabouts, making it difficult for Han Yu and his shadow clone to pinpoint his location.

"Young Hanyu, this won't do. Your speed is far from fast enough. You can't even touch the hem of my clothes."

Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the katana in her hand shone even brighter under the infusion of soul power.

bass!

Sharingan activated!

Han Yu's scarlet eyes shone brightly, flashing with an incredible light.

The Sharingan granted him superhuman dynamic vision, enabling him to accurately capture every minute change in movement, even the slightest cunning glance from the corner of his eye.

He attacked again, slashing down with his sword. Du Busi dodged at a very strange angle, then clenched his right fist and swiftly punched at Han Yu.

Han Yu sneered, "Slow, too slow. This speed is nothing to me."

Just as Poison Undying was about to hit Han Yu, Han Yu twisted her body and dodged Poison Undying's punch at an incredible angle.

"interesting!"

Poison Undying's eyes lit up with interest; under normal circumstances, Han Yu wouldn't have been able to dodge that attack.

As if they were of one mind, the two attacked each other, their figures overlapping as they clashed once more.

At this moment, a light rain began to fall on the island, but it did not affect the two and a half people fighting in the slightest.

A cold rain slashes, a poisonous punch that won't kill, and shadow clones that occasionally launch sneak attacks.

With the Sharingan's powerful dynamic vision, Han Yu silently copied Du Bu Si's taijutsu.

"Body elbow attack!" x2

Han Yu's body trembled slightly, the powerful impact causing him to uncontrollably stagger back a few steps.

"I didn't expect that your Sharingan could copy the taijutsu of our Body Sect. Well, haha!"

Sure enough, although he could replicate the technique of being immune to poison, the difference in their physical abilities was still too great.

With just that light bump, Han Yu felt as if a large truck was crashing into him.

"I'm not playing anymore, teacher, you're cheating."

Han Yu said, somewhat exasperated.

Although he could go toe-to-toe with Poison Undying in terms of skill, his physical abilities were no match for Poison Undying.

Although they fought for quite a while, there was actually only one real collision.

Throughout the entire process, Han Yu relied on her Sharingan to dodge and occasionally launch a counterattack. However, although she could clearly see the speed of Du Bu Si's attacks, she couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed at all.

He was about to hit the target, but Poison Undying secretly increased his speed, making him miss every time.

"Oh, how did I cheat?"

"Poison Never Dies" said with an innocent look.

"Hmph! Every time I'm about to hit you, you secretly use your soul power to increase your speed. How can I play like this? It's no fun."

"You think I can't tell you're using soul power? In that case, I might as well fight a soul beast!"

Han Yu looked at Du Busi with some resentment, feeling somewhat ashamed of Du Busi's secret efforts to improve his strength.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to find out."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Du Bu Si's face, but it quickly disappeared, and he said with a serious expression:

"I'm doing all this to train you. You need to know that when you travel the Douluo Continent in the future, you will encounter all sorts of cunning old foxes, many of whom are hiding their true strength."

"I'm training you like this so that you won't easily trust anyone in the future."

Does this include teachers?

The sound of cold rain drifted over, causing Du Bu Si's serious face to instantly crack.

"Of course not. You can trust me unconditionally, teacher. I will not lie to you. What I did just now was something I had to do to imitate the enemy."

"Young man Hanyu, you must trust your teacher!"

"Poison Never Dies" said with a painstaking expression.

Han Yu curled her lip. "I don't believe you for a second. Your skin is thicker than Shrek Academy's walls. You're just afraid of losing face, is it really that big of a deal?"

Seeing that he wouldn't admit to being poisoned even if he died, Han Yu had no choice but to ignore him.

Although she didn't win just now, Han Yu could clearly feel that her strength had increased significantly.

Although his soul power is still at level thirteen, his actual combat strength is far more than it appears on the surface.

With the Sharingan's enhancement, Soul Masters and Soul Venerables who typically only possess two or three minor skills pose no threat to him, even when he is using only physical techniques without employing illusion techniques.

If he were to use illusion magic, even a Soul Master might have his throat slit by him.

Of course, this is in a one-on-one situation. If the opponent is distracted for even a moment, he can seize the opportunity to kill him instantly.

"Would I be considered a speed-attack type control-type Soul Master?"

Han Yu thought with amusement, after all, his current template was closer to that of an assassin.

In fact, his close combat ability is not outstanding, and his attack power is not strong. He relies entirely on skills and illusions to control enemies and then finish them off.

"By the way, the agility-based attack style doesn't seem to have a very prominent reputation in the Douluo Continent, does it?"

"It can't beat offensive types in direct combat, nor can it break through defensive types' defenses. It's also countered by control types, so it can only bully support types."

"Now that the era of soul tools has arrived, even support-type characters have considerable defensive and offensive capabilities."

"From this perspective, the agility-based attack type is actually in a rather awkward position."

Han Yu couldn't understand it; in his view, the agility-based attack system was practically useless.

People on the Douluo Continent rarely engage in assassinations, and there are no assassin alliances or anything like that. Fights are all head-on, with each person taking turns delivering blows.

Before fighting, they would report their levels to each other, and then they would start revealing their spirit rings.

Just like playing a game, there are tanks and warriors in the front, mages in the middle for control, and support in the back.

If you can defeat the enemy tank warriors, you've basically won the game.

Just as Han Yu was pondering, a familiar feeling came: her soul power was sealed, her neck was grabbed, and then she took off!

Not again?

From that day on, Han Yu was tormented to the point of wishing he were dead every day. If it weren't for the fact that Poisonous Immortal provided him with large amounts of highly nutritious food every day, he would probably have had a mental breakdown.

The first few days were fine; it was just a simple matter of resisting water pressure. But later, after adapting to the cold rain...

(End of this chapter)