Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Another muffled sound.

Yu Tianheng's left arm was also numb from the shock.

Just then, Gu Linyuan slowly closed his five fingers.

Each finger was like an independent python, coiling around Yu Tianheng's fist from different directions and then strangling it simultaneously.

Yu Tianheng's eyes widened suddenly.

Veins bulged on Yu Tianheng's forehead.

He didn't make a sound.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's that I can't cry out.

He is a direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, the captain of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy team, and a genius personally trained by Yu Yuanzhen.

He could lose, he could be defeated, he could be unable to hold his head up in front of Gu Linyuan, but he couldn't shout it out in front of everyone on the street.

That's more shameful than losing.

Gu Linyuan looked at him.

Those dark eyes held no emotion, only calm.

"Yu Tianheng".

Gu Linyuan spoke, his voice not loud, but every word clearly reached Yu Tianheng's ears.

"You just said that a useless person should have the awareness of being a useless person."

His fingers tightened even more.

"So now, who's trembling?"

"Aren't some people even worse than cripples?"

"Click".

Yu Tianheng bent over in pain.

He didn't understand why Gu Linyuan's grip was so strong.

It made him feel as if he were facing a Soul Emperor or even a Soul Saint.

Was Gu Linyuan born with superhuman strength?

"We gave you six extra years to cultivate, and you still didn't amount to much. Is this what they call a genius?"

Seeing that Yu Tianheng seemed about to use his martial soul, Gu Linyuan sneered and released his grip.

His body is protected by two divine sources of power, and his physical attributes have long surpassed his cultivation level, reaching the Soul Saint level. If others in this world knew this, they would probably be utterly astonished.

However, Gu Linyuan didn't take it to heart.

He knew that Tang San's physical strength also exceeded his own cultivation level, probably around the Soul Master level. However, in this world, there were no instruments to measure these data, and Gu Linyuan wasn't very clear about Tang San's specific data in various aspects.

However, Gu Linyuan has a standard that can be used as a reference.

In the Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect storyline, when Huo Yuhao reached the fourth level of Soul Master, his physical strength was comparable to that of a late-stage Soul Emperor.

Gu Linyuan is far more powerful than Huo Yuhao. It's normal for him to possess the physical strength of a Soul Saint when he was only a Soul Venerable.

Yu Tianheng doesn't use his martial soul. Soul master battles are basically a contest of physical strength. In this aspect, Yu Tianheng is far inferior.

"Gu Linyuan can cultivate now."

"From now on, in my eyes you are nothing more than a slightly larger ant."

Gu Linyuan took a step back and looked down at him.

Then he turned and left.

"Gu Linyuan, are you born with superhuman strength?"

Yu Tianheng shouted loudly as he watched Gu Linyuan's retreating figure.

He didn't believe he was inferior to Gu Linyuan. If he used his martial spirit, he was certain he could crush him.

However, the rules of Tiandou City are strict, and even though he is a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, he cannot cause trouble at will.

"Innate superhuman strength? It seems so..."

Gu Linyuan scoffed.

He is the son of the God-King, so isn't he born with divine power?

However, this divine power is not the same as that divine power.

"He really is born with superhuman strength. Whew..." Watching Gu Linyuan walk further and further away, Yu Tianheng breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was inferior to Gu Linyuan; it was just that his body had some strange features, and he was born with superhuman strength—that was all.

But this is the cultivation world, where the competition is about soul power. Innate superhuman strength is certainly extraordinary, but ultimately it doesn't prove anything.

Chapter 41 Dugu Yan's Little Secrets, Meng Yiran Confesses Her Feelings

"Innate superhuman strength?"

Dugu Yan looked at Yu Tianheng with a strange expression.

They were just saying it casually, why did you take it so seriously?

Born with superhuman strength, able to crush a Soul Master?

If you truly believe that Gu Linyuan possessed superhuman strength, then there really must be something supernatural about him.

This person is a completely different person compared to a few months ago.

He exuded a sharp and vigorous aura, like a sword poised to strike.

It's obvious that Gu Linyuan is different now.

She even believed that Gu Linyuan's strength had surpassed Yu Tianheng's.

Even if Yu Tianheng uses his martial spirit, he might not be a match for Gu Linyuan.

Although she didn't understand where this confidence came from, she trusted her intuition.

"I trust my intuition as a woman..."

"But how did he do it? How could he change so much in such a short time?"

"But it's true that he hasn't been able to cultivate for the past six years..."

"What an enigmatic man..."

Dugu Yan held Meng Yiran's hand and whispered.

"Hey, Yiran, you don't actually have your eye on that guy, do you? But Gu Linyuan's performance just now was really phenomenal. He just broke up with Ning Rongrong, so he should still be single. Want me to introduce you to someone..."

Seeing that the girl beside her was still in a daze, Dugu Yan stretched out her small hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

She curled her lips into a smile, her voice carrying a strong hint of teasing.

"Really? Can you really help me?"

Meng Yiran grabbed Dugu Yan's hand in surprise.

After learning that Gu Linyuan was Long Yuan, she couldn't wait to possess this man.

Not many people know about Gu Linyuan's talent right now, so I'm reserving my spot in advance.

Even if you're not outstanding enough, sometimes it's better to arrive early than at the right time. By making a name for yourself in Gu Linyuan's heart early on, perhaps...

"Huh? No. Yiran, are you serious?"

Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes froze for a moment.

Meng Yiran is a member of the Beast Clan. The Beast Clan's foundation is far stronger than that of the Dugu Clan.

"That's right. Gu Linyuan is so powerful and handsome, how can I not admire him?"

Meng Yiran felt bewildered, as if Dugu Yan had asked an extremely stupid question.

Powerful, handsome, mysterious, and cold.

He fought a Soul Saint one-on-one and escaped unscathed, crushing Yu Tianheng's palm bone without even blinking.

A man like that would be in high demand anywhere, so why couldn't Meng Yiran be moved by him?

Dugu Yan shook her head, her long purple hair swaying gently over her shoulders, her expression becoming serious.

"But there's something strange about his body."

She took half a step forward and lowered her voice.

"For the past six years, his cultivation has not progressed at all. Even if he seems to be able to cultivate now, who knows if he might run into trouble again at some point?"

As Dugu Yan said this, her gaze unconsciously drifted to the direction where Gu Linyuan had disappeared.

She was serious; she didn't want her newly-made best friend to embark on a path of no return.

Even if someone has feelings for Gu Linyuan, they should wait until his behavior stabilizes. Right now, Gu Linyuan is like a piece of charcoal just pulled from the ashes. It looks red, but nobody knows if it's fully burned inside or if it will go out again.

Meng Yiran remained silent for a moment.

She lowered her head and looked at her clenched hands.

"I don't know why, maybe it was love at first sight..."

Meng Yiran didn't know how to explain it to Dugu Yan.

If she waits any longer, she won't even have the right to touch this piece of Tang Monk's flesh.

Meng Yiran was very clear about her own position; she was just a second-rate genius.

To ordinary people, she was the granddaughter of the Dragon God and Snake Goddess, the legitimate daughter of a family of strange beasts, and an outstanding figure among her peers. But in the face of true prodigies, she was nothing.

She could still catch up with a genius like Tang San.

Tang San beat her, but she wasn't satisfied. She wanted to compete again, feeling she might not lose next time. But with Gu Linyuan, she didn't even have the courage to chase him. That kind of gap couldn't be bridged by effort; it was the despair of standing at the foot of a mountain, gazing up at its summit.

If everyone truly understands Gu Linyuan's potential, how will she compete with those prodigies?

Those holy maidens of sects, those princesses of empires, those geniuses carefully nurtured by the Spirit Hall.

They were all better than her, and they were all more dazzling than her.