Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Yu Tianheng let out a scream.

His hand recoiled as if it were on fire, and he staggered back several steps before Dugu Yan helped him regain his balance.

He raised his right hand and looked down.

My entire hand was trembling.

"you."

He looked up at Gu Linyuan, his eyes filled with surprise.

"You can cultivate now?"

These four words were squeezed out from between my teeth.

Every word was filled with disbelief.

Every word carried a deep, undisguised shock.

Yu Tianheng stared at Gu Linyuan, his mind blank.

He is a level 38 Soul Master, the strongest among the younger generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, and the captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team.

The slap he delivered to Gu Linyuan's shoulder, though not with his full strength, was still something no ordinary person could withstand.

But the result?

His palm was shaken open.

If Gu Linyuan were still that level 10 Soul Master, he wouldn't be able to do this.

It would take at least a second-ring Grand Soul Master to shake him off.

“Yu Tianheng, I have never cared about you. Not six years ago, and not today,” Gu Linyuan said.

"When did this guy become so strong...?"

A strange light flickered in Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes as she licked her red lips with her fragrant tongue.

What does it mean that a peerless genius who has been dormant for six years can cultivate again?

Gu Linyuan is a genius with twin martial souls. Even if he wasted six years, he still has enough time to catch up.

"If the Ning family knew that Gu Linyuan could cultivate again, they would probably regret it to the core."

"This is going to be interesting."

Dugu Yan approached the situation with amusement.

She knew that there would be a good show to watch in Tiandou City from now on.

Having twin martial souls means you're destined to be the center of attention, no matter the time.

Even though Gu Linyuan had experienced setbacks, it's never too late for him to start cultivating.

"Huh? I haven't seen this before..."

Meng Yiran stared intently at Gu Linyuan, as if trying to discern something from him.

If she wasn't mistaken, the aura of Gu Linyuan activating his soul power just now was very similar to that of Long Yuan in the Star Dou Great Forest that day…

"Longyuan, Longyuan, a dragon emerging from the abyss. Longyuan, that shouldn't be his real name, it should be Gu Linyuan."

"So Longyuan had such a past?"

Meng Yiran's breath hitched.

But if Long Yuan is indeed Gu Lin Yuan, how did he cultivate to the level of Soul Master in just a few months? Was he hiding his abilities all along? But no matter how he hid them, he couldn't hide his Soul Rings, could he?

Meng Yiran already found Long Yuan mysterious, and now she found him even more mysterious.

However, one thing is certain: Gu Linyuan is definitely not a good-for-nothing; on the contrary, he is an unparalleled genius.

"That silly woman Ning Rongrong. If she doesn't want me, I will. From now on, I'm going to pursue her..." Meng Yiran's heart suddenly raced. A man of this caliber, if she didn't fight for him, she would truly have no chance.

Chapter 40: Suppressing Yu Tianheng with One Hand—If I'm a piece of trash, then what are you?

"Gu Linyuan, I never expected you could cultivate again."

"In that case, I'll get serious..."

Before he finished speaking, he charged towards Gu Linyuan again.

He did not release his martial spirit, nor did he reveal his spirit rings.

Fighting among Soul Masters is strictly prohibited within Heaven Dou City. This is an ironclad rule of the Empire, and even Yu Tianheng, the successor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, dares not openly disobey it.

However, if they use their fists and feet to test the waters without releasing their martial spirit or activating their soul power, the city defense army will turn a blind eye and let it pass.

Yu Tianheng swung his fist.

His boxing skills are not just for show.

As one of the three major sects, the Blue Lightning Overlord Clan is renowned for its offensive power, with close combat being its signature skill.

Even without releasing his martial spirit, every punch he throws carries the power honed through countless trials, with tricky angles and overwhelming force.

The first punch was aimed straight at Gu Linyuan's face.

Gu Linyuan tilted his head slightly, his fist grazing past his ear, creating a gust of wind.

The second punch followed immediately, striking his chest.

Gu Linyuan neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his right arm to block. Fist and arm collided with a muffled thud.

"boom."

Yu Tianheng's fist slammed into Gu Linyuan's forearm as if it had hit an iron plate.

"Hiss. How is that possible?"

"What a strange body."

He frowned slightly. He had used seven-tenths of his strength in that punch. Even if an opponent of the same level had taken it head-on, he should have taken a half step back.

However, Gu Linyuan remained completely still.

The third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch.

Yu Tianheng's punches became faster and faster, and his punches became more and more powerful.

His fists rained down like a storm, each punch accompanied by a whistling sound, striking Gu Linyuan's arms, shoulders, and palms.

"Bang bang bang bang bang."

The muffled thuds echoed, like the sounds of a blacksmith hammering iron in a shop.

Pedestrians on the street stopped and formed a loose circle, pointing and whispering.

"Isn't that Yu Tianheng from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan?"

"Who is that boy in black over there? How could he withstand Yu Tianheng's punch?"

"I don't recognize him, he looks unfamiliar."

"Anyone who can fight Yu Tianheng to this extent is definitely not an unknown person."

Dugu Yan crossed her arms over her chest, her purple eyes narrowed into slits, her gaze fixed intently on Gu Linyuan's every move.

She noticed a detail.

Despite Yu Tianheng's numerous punches, Gu Linyuan didn't move an inch. He stood there, like an ancient tree rooted in the ground, unmoved by wind and rain.

Gu Linyuan's feet seemed nailed to the bluestone slabs. It wasn't that he couldn't walk, but that he disdained to.

"Gu Linyuan's strength seems to be even above Tianheng's. How did he manage that?"

"But he didn't seem to be faking it before. How did he grow to such a level in such a short time?"

The contrast was so great that Dugu Yan found it unbelievable.

Anyone could see that if Yu Tianheng didn't use the power of his martial soul, he would be no match for Gu Linyuan.

"That's enough. Your strength is far inferior to Tang San's."

Gu Linyuan whispered.

Tang San was the most threatening genius of his generation that he had ever seen. Tang San's hidden weapons were very dangerous. Moreover, as long as Tang San had the money to buy more precious materials for hidden weapons, he could create even more terrifying ones.

He had thought that Yu Tianheng was also qualified to be one of his rivals, but he was disappointed.

Is this the limit of Yu Tianheng's strength?

"The sixth punch."

Yu Tianheng's left fist struck Gu Linyuan's waist from a tricky angle.

He used all his strength in that punch; the wind howled, and even the air was compressed, producing a sharp whistling sound.

His right hand reached out, fingers spread, and firmly grasped Yu Tianheng's fist.

His entire arm, including his fist, was firmly gripped by Gu Linyuan's hand, as if it were being held in an iron clamp, making it impossible for him to move.

"boom."

Yu Tianheng's fist exploded in Gu Linyuan's palm, producing a dull thud.

But Gu Linyuan's hand remained completely still.

Yu Tianheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

A tingling sensation spread from my fist to my wrist, forearm, elbow, and shoulder.

It felt like countless tiny needles were piercing his bones, or like he had been electrocuted; his entire arm went numb.

He wanted to pull his fist back.

I can't pull it out.

Gu Linyuan's five fingers were like an iron hoop, firmly locking his fist.

He wanted to attack again with his left fist.

Just as he raised his fist, Gu Linyuan's other hand slapped down, striking his left fist and knocking it away.

"boom."