Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 215 Hellish Thrust!

He moved like lightning, arriving in front of Yu Tianlong in an instant, his four fingers bearing lightning blades, which pierced fiercely into the Thunder Dragon Claw.

brush!

With a flash of lightning, the surface of the dragon claw, which was enveloped in thunder, cracked instantly, and three of the five claws of the huge dragon claw were directly cut off.

Only the thumb and index finger are still intact.

Yu Tianlong instinctively tried to retract his dragon claw, but Han Yu's movements were too fast. His dragon claw was pierced by the lightning blade before he could retract it.

"ah--!"

Yu Tianlong let out a low growl and retreated rapidly, cold sweat pouring down his forehead and soaking his clothes in an instant.

He painfully retracted his broken dragon claw, staring at the severed claw with horror and disbelief in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Han Yu, trying to discern something from her face, but Han Yu's expression remained calm, as if it had just been a trivial action.

Although the Thunder Dragon Claw is not his true body, it is constructed from his martial spirit and is one of the sources of his power.

The moment it was pierced, a piercing pain shot through his palm, causing him to gasp involuntarily.

He endured the excruciating pain and tried to launch another attack, but with his dragon claws severed, he was temporarily unable to muster any soul power.

"What kind of soul skill is this? Could it be a self-created soul skill?"

Yu Tianlong was shocked. He hadn't even seen Han Yu's soul ring light up, yet the other party was able to unleash such a powerful attack.

What else could this be but a self-created soul skill?

Just as he was lost in thought, the cold rain rushed towards him.

With the added force of lightning, the speed of the cold rain was imperceptible to the naked eye.

Yu Tianlong felt as if countless cold raindrops appeared before his eyes, making his mind go blank.

He instinctively tried to dodge, but Han Yu was too fast, and he had no time to dodge.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He widened his eyes, looked down, and stared blankly at his chest.

Zizizi!

Thunder rumbled, and a faint smell of burning wafted over.

He looked down at his chest, where a bloody hole had appeared, surrounded by charred black patches. He felt a burning pain in his chest, as if it were on fire.

"How is it possible that you are so strong when everyone else is a Soul Emperor?"

He looked at Han Yu, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"puff--"

Han Yu's four fingers sank deep into Yu Tianlong's chest. He could even feel the sound of Yu Tianlong's bones breaking. He pulled hard, and with a "ripping" sound, a blood-red hole appeared in Yu Tianlong's chest, dripping with blood.

Surprisingly, no blood flowed out of the hole; the entire area around the entrance was pitch black, as if it had been swallowed up by some force.

Yu Tianlong's face contorted in pain. He clutched his chest, letting out a muffled groan of agony, and staggered back a few steps, nearly falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Han Yu's face remained unchanged. He took out a white cloth from his storage soul tool and gently wiped the bloodstains from his fingers, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"You are no match for me, admit defeat." Han Yu's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Otherwise, I won't hold back in my next move."

This competition is a battle for resources, and there is no need to go all out. Han Yu just wanted to teach Yu Tianlong a lesson and make him realize his own strength, but he did not expect that Yu Tianlong's injuries were more serious than he imagined.

Therefore, after Han Yu and the others were injured, they did not continue to attack. Instead, they stopped, quietly watched Yu Tianlong, and waited for his answer.

"You are very strong, but I still have a trump card I haven't used yet. If you can withstand this move, I will admit defeat on behalf of the Heavenly Dragon Sect."

Yu Tianlong managed to twitch the corners of his mouth with difficulty, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, trying to stand up, but the sharp pain in his chest forced him to kneel down again.

As a fellow Soul Emperor, he was unwilling to accept that he had lost so quickly and so miserably, and he still wanted to struggle.

Han Yu nodded and said coldly, "Since that's the case, then make your move."

Yu Tianlong nodded. He endured the excruciating pain and began to mobilize the soul power within his body. He had to recover from his injuries as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the next attack.

Yu Tianlong's sixth soul ring lit up, and a powerful soul power fluctuation emanated from his body, causing the entire arena to tremble.

At this moment, his body also underwent a tremendous change. Black dragon scales began to appear on his skin, covering his entire body like armor, making him look both majestic and ferocious.

A normal Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master will awaken at level 30. Each time a Soul Ring is obtained, a Dragon Transformation part will be awakened, specifically Dragon Claws and Dragon Wings (which can evolve into two wings after level 90).

Dragon legs, dragon horns, dragon armor—each additional part of the dragon transformation grants an extra soul skill, known as the Dragon Transformation Soul Skill.

Yu Tianlong has already obtained four soul rings, so he has four places where he has been transformed into a dragon.

His claws and legs all transformed into dragon claws and legs, and his body grew several times larger. A powerful dragon aura emanated from him, enveloping the entire area.

If there were any spirit beasts here, they would probably be intimidated by his power.

Unfortunately, Han Yu is a human and not a beast spirit, so he cannot be suppressed by the number one beast spirit on the continent.

Yu Tianlong sneered, his gaze fixed on Han Yu. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul in his hand exuded an astonishing power, and the purplish-black lightning seemed capable of tearing everything apart.

His body swayed slightly, and powerful soul energy surged within him, making his aura incredibly violent.

"Blue Lightning Dragon Swiftness!"

Yu Tianlong roared, his soul rings shone, and he used all his amplifying soul skills on himself, pouring powerful soul energy into his body.

His muscles bulged, and purple-blue lightning surged across his body, boosting his speed, strength, and attack power to the extreme.

At that moment, he seemed to transform into a terrifying lightning dragon.

The next moment, his soul power suddenly erupted, and a huge purple-black lightning dragon coiled out from behind him.

The giant lightning dragon was covered in terrifying lightning, as if it could devour everything.

It let out a deafening dragon roar that shook the entire space.

Yu Tianlong's eyes were bloodshot as he suddenly rushed towards Han Yu, his speed as fast as lightning.

"Take this!"

Yu Tianlong roared, stretched out his right arm, and threw a fierce punch at Han Yu.

This punch contains terrifying energy, enough to shatter a small mountain.

As he moved, the giant lightning dragon behind him roared and swooped down towards Han Yu.

The dragon was incredibly fast, like a black lightning bolt, and rushed towards Han Yu in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding air was affected by the lightning and became somewhat chaotic.

呲呲呲!

A series of teeth-grinding sonic booms, accompanied by lightning, reverberated, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Facing this terrifying attack, Han Yu showed no panic on her face; instead, a cold smile appeared on her lips.

"That's a good move, but it's like playing with fire."

Han Yu raised her left hand, palm up, with faint lightning flashing at the tips of her three fingers.

"Your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex isn't good enough."

"drink!"

Han Yu let out a low shout, stretched out three fingers of his right hand, and suddenly thrust them towards the dragon.

A powerful energy surge erupted from his body, and an even stronger, sharper aura condensed from his three fingers.

Hell Thrust is a skill that consists of four stages.

By attaching lightning-attribute soul power to the fingers, attacks are as fast as lightning, capable of inflicting massive damage on enemies before they can react.

As the number of fingers decreases, the attack power of this skill will gradually increase.

The ultimate power of this skill will be unleashed until the very last finger.

All the soul power is concentrated on a single finger. Its penetrating power is so great that even a Title Douluo would likely be injured if struck head-on by this attack.

Han Yu's body trembled, and with a sudden burst of strength from his legs, his body shot towards the incoming lightning dragon like a cannonball.

The azure light on the three fingers of his right hand suddenly shone brightly, like three sharp blades pointing directly at the head of the lightning dragon.

Roar!

The lightning dragon roared, and lightning crackled on its head. Strands of purplish-black lightning shot towards Han Yu's fingers like sharp arrows.

Zizizi!

Lightning crackled and clashed, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of burning.

Han Yu neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead caught the lightning dragon's attack with just three fingers.

His left hand was clenched into a fist, and his body muscles were tense, as hard as steel.

After using three fingers to block the lightning dragon's attack, Han Yu launched a counterattack without hesitation.

He pushed off with his right foot, and his body shot towards the lightning dragon like an arrow.

"Hellish Thrust, Three-Pronged Strike!"

Han Yu roared and thrust out three fingers like three sharp blades, aiming straight for the head of the lightning dragon.

The lightning dragon sensed danger and tried to dodge, but Han Yu was too fast; it had no time to react.

Han Yu's three fingers pierced through the lightning dragon's defenses, penetrating directly through its head.

Zizizi!

The lightning dragon let out a furious roar of resentment, its body seemingly torn apart, transforming into purplish-black lightning-attribute soul power, and vanishing into thin air.

Han Yu withdrew three fingers, and with a slight flick of her right hand, dispersed the lightning-attribute soul power on them.

He looked down at his three fingers, a smug smile playing on his lips.

Yu Tianlong stared in disbelief at the scene. He never expected that his strongest attack would be so easily broken by Han Yu.

He was filled with shock and disbelief; he simply couldn't comprehend how Han Yu had managed to do that.

"I lost!"

Yu Tianlong gave a wry smile and admitted defeat.

He lost this match completely and without any suspense.

He couldn't accept this fact, but he couldn't change it either.

Just as Yu Tianlong conceded defeat, the outcome of the battle on the other side was also decided.

The twelve wooden clones, each wielding a soul skill of various attributes, leaped and darted across the battlefield like a group of agile monkeys.

"Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique!"

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

"Secret Technique - Thousand Years of Death!"

How could those Heavenly Dragon Sect disciples who were only at the Soul King level possibly stop them?

They were all knocked to the ground and fell into a coma by the wooden clones, who treated them like trash.

"Earth Dragon Gate wins!"

As Yu Luoba's voice fell, the entire arena erupted in uproar!

The Earth Dragon Gate was filled with jubilation, their faces beaming with joy. This was Earth Dragon Gate's first victory in years!

"Boss, I didn't expect him to actually be your boyfriend. You have good taste!"

"Yes, yes, boss, our Earth Dragon Gate is about to rise!"

Faced with the praise from the disciples of the Earth Dragon Sect, Nan Qiuqiu's face immediately turned rosy, and she secretly glanced at Han Yu, feeling somewhat gloomy.

"If only that were true. Oh well."

Nan Qiuqiu was filled with melancholy, even though she had a very good impression of Han Yu.

Meanwhile, the Tianlongmen on the other side were feeling rather uneasy.

Especially Yu Luoba, who had spoken very confidently at the beginning, strode up to Han Yu with no expression on his face and his eyes fixed on her.

"Could it be that this old bastard is going back on his word?"

Han Yu was secretly puzzled, but not too worried.

Although Yu Luoba's strength is that of a Super Douluo, with Han Yu going all out and with the help of Bing Di and others, there is no problem for him to keep his life.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

Han Yu spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly. Yu Luoba carefully examined Han Yu, then slowly nodded, his tone surprisingly gentle:

"Young friend Hanyu, my name is Yu Luoba. How is your teacher, the True Form Douluo, doing these days?"

Han Yu was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting the other party to start by mentioning his teacher.

"Could it be that he recognized me?"

A few years ago, Han Yu led his team to win the championship of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament.

At that moment, fame certainly spread. But as time passed, the aftershocks of the competition gradually faded.

Only the higher-ups of the various factions know Han Yu's identity.

Yu Luoba is clearly one of them.

"My master is well. May I ask what instructions Your Majesty may offer?"

Han Yu nodded, somewhat understanding that Yu Luoba had recognized her identity.

There was no attempt to hide my identity, so it's normal that I was recognized.

Yu Luoba narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I don't have much to teach you, but since we are both from the same sect in the Heavenly Soul Empire, we should keep in touch more often in the future."

"I heard that your Body Sect has emerged?"

Yu Luoba spoke tentatively.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Yes, sects have been in seclusion for too long. They need to come out and make some moves, otherwise they might be forgotten by the world. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

(End of this chapter)