Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

As long as one's cultivation level is lower than his or not too much higher, any elemental soul master will have some of their attack methods, or even their soul power itself, annihilated by Gu Linyuan.

This kind of restraint is unsolvable!

"No...it's impossible..."

Ma Hongjun muttered to himself, his face deathly pale.

His phoenix-like rebirth was still intact, but his fighting spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Gu Linyuan looked at him, his dark eyes devoid of any emotion.

"I told you, you're not good enough."

His voice was flat, as flat as stating a fact.

Then, he raised his right hand.

Within his palm, pitch-black destructive soul power surged, like a condensed mass of darkness.

His right hand spread its five fingers, which instantly transformed into dark golden blades. Each one was as sharp as a scimitar, its dark golden luster gleaming with a chilling sharpness under the light.

The savage aura of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, mixed with the terrifying pressure of destructive soul power, crushed towards Ma Hongjun as if it were a tangible force.

Ma Hongjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

The dark golden claw was imbued with an aura he had never sensed before.

His body began to tremble.

His instincts told him so.

That hand could easily tear him apart.

It's as simple as tearing a piece of paper.

Gu Linyuan moved.

His figure left a blur on the battle stage, moving so fast that Ma Hongjun couldn't even catch it.

The next second, the dark golden claw was already positioned on Ma Hongjun's neck.

A cool sensation came from my neck.

Ma Hongjun could even feel the sharp edges of those blades brushing against his skin; with just a little more force, they could slice open his throat.

The savage aura of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear and the destructive aura brought by Gu Linyuan's soul power were like two torrents, instantly shattering Ma Hongjun's willpower defenses.

Ma Hongjun's mind went blank.

All pride, all confidence, all fighting spirit crumbled at this moment.

A warm liquid flowed down his trouser leg.

Tick.

Tick.

The drops fell onto the stone slabs of the Soul Arena, making a faint sound, yet exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.

Ma Hongjun was so scared he peed his pants.

The entire room fell silent.

A deathly silence.

The thousands of spectators in the stands stared wide-eyed and gaped, but no sound came out.

What did they see?

Shrek Academy's genius, the Fiery Phoenix Ma Hongjun, had one hand around his neck by a boy named Long Yuan.

I was so scared I peed my pants.

I really peed.

Dai Mubai stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief. Oscar covered his mouth, his face showing an expression of utter astonishment.

Ning Rongrong's face was deathly pale, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly. In her eyes, the image of Long Yuan gradually overlapped with a familiar figure in her mind.

Why did I think of Gu Linyuan? Is it because their names both contain the character "Yuan"?

"Although Brother Yuan is a good person, this world doesn't judge people by their character. How can he compare to someone as powerful as Long Yuan?"

Ning Rongrong shook her head violently.

She didn't know why she suddenly thought of Gu Linyuan, but she and he were no longer from the same world.

Her husband cannot be a useless person who cannot cultivate himself.

"Long Yuan? I wonder if he has a girlfriend now."

Ning Rongrong clenched her fists slightly.

Tang San is very talented, but he already has Xiao Wu by his side.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing are engaged, and she doesn't like Dai Mubai's pretentious attitude.

Ma Hongjun is too sleazy and has terrible character; she'd rather be alone for the rest of her life than date someone like him. Oscar is good in every way, but ultimately he's just a food-type Soul Master.

And Long Yuan... possesses such formidable strength.

"If I can bring Longyuan back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Dad will be very happy."

Flander's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and the tea inside rippled in circles.

On the battle stage, Gu Linyuan stared at the ever-expanding water stain on Ma Hongjun's trouser leg and paused for a moment.

He didn't intend to kill him. The rules of the Great Soul Arena forbid killing without cause.

"Is this the genius from Monster Academy? Nothing special."

Gu Linyuan scoffed.

His voice was soft, yet it was like a resounding slap across the faces of all the teachers and students of Shrek Academy.

Ma Hongjun slumped on the Soul Battle Platform, trembling all over, his face as pale as paper.

His trouser legs were soaked, and beneath him was a puddle of water that emitted a foul odor.

He wanted to stand up, to argue back, to say something harsh to get back at the opponent.

But his legs wouldn't obey him.

His lips were trembling, but he couldn't make a sound.

For a brief moment, he really thought he was going to die.

He never wanted to experience that feeling of having a dark gold blade held to his neck and being enveloped in an aura of destruction again.

Gu Linyuan didn't look at him again.

He turned and left, the hem of his black robe fluttering gently in the night breeze.

On the battle stage, the referee finally came to his senses and announced the result in a trembling voice.

"Victory... The victor is Longyuan!"

The cheers finally erupted.

But this time the cheers were different from the past.

That wasn't an excited cheer, but a near-mad, hysterical scream.

Because everyone realized that they had just witnessed the birth of a monster.

Only those who can crush all geniuses, and even instill fear in them, are true monsters! That's the real monster!

Sitting on the Soul Fighting Platform, Ma Hongjun looked down at his soaked trouser legs, and finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"The fat guy couldn't even force out his martial spirit?"

"It seems I have no choice but to take action."

Tang San's face darkened.

Know yourself and know your enemy.

He regarded Long Yuan as his nemesis, but he didn't even know the other party's martial soul. How ridiculous!

Understanding your enemy is the prerequisite for defeating him.

Tang San knew this well.

"If I wasn't mistaken, then it should be..."

Zhu Zhuqing finally snapped out of her shock. A hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes as she saw Gu Linyuan leave the Soul Battle Arena and quietly follow him.

Chapter 16 Zhu Zhuqing's Intentions, the Destructive Power of the Dark Gold Terror Claw

Back at the mansion.

Gu Linyuan closed the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, and circulated his soul power.

The ancient tree of life swayed gently within his body, emanating a soft life force that nourished his limbs and bones. The scepter of destruction lay dormant deep within his dantian, its dark red gem glowing faintly, like a sleeping beast breathing.

Two diametrically opposed forces formed a delicate balance within his body.

Soul power surged through the meridians, like rivers flowing into the sea.

suddenly.

A muffled sound came from inside, as if something had been broken through.

Gu Linyuan suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in his dark pupils.

"His cultivation level has broken through to level twenty-eight."

He muttered to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.

dong dong dong.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Gu Linyuan frowned slightly.

"Ok?"