Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 693 You're at full health? (6K)

His thick calves looked completely deformed, like two huge bronze pillars rising into the sky.

Wang Yanfeng's previous defeat left a very deep shadow on Chen Lu.

He didn't even have a chance to use his strongest moves before he lost the match in frustration.

I cannot make the same mistake again.

No matter what, you must unleash your strongest attack.

His second awakening of his original spirit was indeed extremely powerful, with strength and coverage far exceeding that of ordinary Soul Emperors.

Even ordinary Soul Saint experts would find it difficult to unleash such a powerful attack.

Compared to this, Huo Yuhao's originally powerful and heavy Immortal Peak Kick seemed somewhat light and airy.

"Thump—"

A dull thud rang out as the two men's calves collided violently, and Huo Yuhao felt his calves suddenly become unresponsive.

It felt as if he had kicked a solid bronze pillar; his whole body trembled from the impact.

To the audience, Huo Yuhao's kick was like a giant axe falling from the sky and crashing heavily onto the stage.

Large sections of the ground beneath Chen Lu collapsed, and the terrifying destructive force caused more than a dozen huge cracks to appear on the competition stage, which instantly extended outwards.

Huo Yuhao knew very well that his kick had fractured his shinbone, and that was the bare minimum.

With a sudden flip, Huo Yuhao landed on his feet and quickly rolled off the ground, then rapidly activated the power of the Life Gold to heal the injury on his calf.

Chen Lu and Huo Yuhao's calves collided hard, and Chen Lu's face almost turned green.

Yes, his martial soul is his lower leg, and when he clashed head-on with Huo Yuhao, he activated the second awakening of his bronze-level martial soul and collided with it, but that doesn't mean that the force wasn't mutual.

Huo Yuhao's strength has never been limited to his mental power. Don't forget, Huo Yuhao has consumed the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, a divine herb that can cultivate an indestructible body.

Huo Yuhao delivered such a powerful and heavy whip kick that Huo Yuhao almost couldn't catch his breath, and Huo Yuhao, who was also hit by the kick, was almost sent to his death.

With a thud, Chen Lu slammed his left palm onto the Soul Battle Platform, did a somersault to his feet, and with his left foot on the ground and his right foot, which had just touched Huo Yuhao's, barely touching the platform, a piercing pain shot through him.

"hiss----"

Chen Lu subconsciously twitched, looking at Huo Yuhao as if he were a monster.

Without even releasing his martial spirit, he only used his physical body to fight head-on with his bronze-level awakened legs, and still managed to kick himself like this. What else could he be but a monster?

For a moment, the scene on the Soul Battle Arena was somewhat comical. Huo Yuhao's calf had almost fractured from the impact, and he was racing against time to repair his injury.

Although Chen Lu's bones weren't fractured by the kick, they were close. He stood on the Soul Fighting Platform with his right foot dangling in the air for a long time, too painful to touch the ground.

This Soul-Crippled Person's situation is definitely not as good as mine!

A flicker of surprise crossed Chen Lu's mind, and he instinctively reached for his soul tool, only to find that the two of them had the same idea.

Just as Chen Lu grasped a heavy soul-guided explosive energy ray gun, two level-six energy cannons appeared on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, one for explosive and the other for disintegration.

"Glug."

Chen Lu swallowed hard, looked at his ray gun with a caliber the size of a gold coin, and then at the two energy cannons with a caliber the size of a fist on Huo Yuhao's shoulder.

I'm going to use a ray gun and a shaped charge cannon to fire at each other, is that for real?

"No, how about we continue sparring to test our physical strength?"

Before Chen Lu could finish speaking, two dazzling heavy artillery beams crashed down.

A figure soared into the sky, its bronze-colored light fluctuating violently.

Amidst screams, the figure that soared into the sky coughed up blood.

As the bronze light dissipated, people saw clearly—wasn't that Chen Lu?

The massive explosion and roar sent dust and rocks flying all over the arena.

The organizing committee of the Sun and Moon Empire Tournament finally learned its lesson and changed the one-piece alloy competition platform into a rammed earth and stone structure covered with a metal layer.

Left with no other choice, Chen Lu's fifth spirit ring shone, and he used his fifth spirit skill: Three-Legged Dragon Frog.

This soul skill was obtained by him after hunting a ten-thousand-year-old mutated soul beast, the three-legged dragon frog. When used, it allows his original martial soul to transform its two legs into three.

He released a three-legged dragon-frog light shield, protecting himself while also greatly enhancing his combat power. Among his peers in the Body Sect, this fifth soul skill was unparalleled among soul rings of the same level. It was hailed as the strongest fifth soul ring in the Body Sect.

It was precisely because of this powerful ability that he was able to represent the Body Sect in this competition at the age of eighteen and with a cultivation level of five rings. At the same time, he was also being cultivated as a future elite of the sect.

Most of the time, Chen Lu used this thing as a makeshift protective shield, never imagining that someone who made a living by his legs would be kicked so badly that he was afraid to even extend his legs.

At this moment, Chen Lu looked somewhat comical, with one bare leg serving as another fulcrum and the other leg dangling in the air, which prevented him from falling into the embarrassing situation of standing on one leg.

But compared to his injuries, what Chen Lu found most unacceptable was Huo Yuhao's next move. Huo Yuhao, who had been crouching on the ground, suddenly shot out like an arrow from a crossbow, carrying the accumulated momentum, like a blur.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao's calf, which seemed to have been seriously injured earlier, surged forward like a spear, aiming to stab at Chen Lu's face.

Chen Lu was immediately taken aback. He performed a backflip and fell backward, feeling a sharp gust of wind brush against his face. The spot where the toe had pierced was like a steel knife, splitting even the air in two.

Before Chen Lu could react, Huo Yuhao's thrusting kick swung downwards, his heel slamming heavily into Chen Lu's stomach as he braced himself against the iron bridge, dodging the fatal blow.

"Wow--"

Chen Lu screamed in agony. No matter how strong he was, he lost the ability to resist after being kicked in the stomach. His hands and feet, which were maintaining the Iron Bridge, also lost their strength, and his back slammed heavily onto the Soul Fighting Platform.

Huo Yuhao's kick was perfectly timed, striking Chen Lu precisely in the diaphragm, rendering him unable to breathe and incapacitated for five seconds.

If Chen Lu still refuses to admit defeat, then he is disrespecting himself.

Just as Huo Yuhao had predicted, Chen Lu was hit hard in the diaphragm and could only let out short, rapid gasps. He quickly raised his hand to indicate that he had given up, then turned over and found it easier to breathe.

However, Chen Lu couldn't understand how Huo Yuhao's leg was nearly broken, judging from the feeling of that collision. How could he be alive and kicking again in the blink of an eye?

Then what about the injuries I sustained?

(End of this chapter)