Douluo: Dragon King's Tai Chi Mystery

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Four earth-shattering explosions rang out as Zhao Xuanzhen charged forward in a straight line, taking down his opponent with a single punch. There was no physical strength involved; it was all about technique!

The Soul Sect member bullied the Soul Venerable, and the smile on his lips was impossible to suppress. He had fought battles all his life and had never felt so relaxed!

Use basic attacks interspersed with regular attacks, and pay attention to the combo sequence!

Xu Lizhi clenched his fists, panting heavily; the tragedy of a food-type cultivator was undeniable. Xu Xiaoyan trembled; the Star Wheel Ice Staff was ineffective. The twenty-level difference in soul power made ice-attribute soul skills feel like a tickle, and she had once again become an accessory!

"Blue and silver stabbing array!"

After swallowing the bloodthirsty red bean bun and the light and agile xiaolongbao, Tang Wulin made his move. Three purple soul rings rose up, and the golden-patterned blue silver grass surged like waves. One after another, the blue silver grass, like javelins, attacked, but stopped and shattered three feet in front of Zhao Xuanzhen, and was crushed into dust by the black and white barrier.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin recalled his first battle with Zhao Xuanzhen at the Spirit Ascension Platform in Donghai City. It was the same back then; the Blue Silver Grass couldn't even get close. Now, the Golden-Patterned Blue Silver Grass was many times tougher than the Blue Silver Grass, yet it still couldn't pose a threat to Zhao Xuanzhen.

He was improving, and Zhao Xuanzhen was improving as well. The chasm between their soul power and martial souls always existed. In front of Zhao Xuanzhen, the Golden-Patterned Blue Silver Grass was just like the Blue Silver Grass, at most a bit more brute force.

Moonlight filtered through the gnarled branches, revealing a graceful figure that seemed to drift like a wisp of mist. Her eyes shone brightly in the night, her fingers curled into claws, her nails growing three inches long. With a cold glint in her eyes, the first of the four purple soul rings suddenly lit up.

The Netherworld Dance Silken Flowers, the Netherworld Thrust!

Wu Siduo preferred to work alone, and if Zhao Xuanzhen hadn't been so exceptionally talented, she would never have joined the First Year's Nine Gates. Now that Yang Nianxia and the others were all eliminated, only Tang Wulin remained as a teammate capable of fighting. Wu Siduo knew she couldn't continue to stand idly by!

With the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul possessing her, Wu Siduo has two black cat ears on her head and a flexible long tail emerging from her buttocks. Her exquisite curves are extremely alluring, and she looks like a beautiful and sexy catgirl.

Catgirls are not only synonymous with beauty, but also with the deadly power of a night hunter. With the activation of her fourth soul skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone, Wu Siduo splits into three afterimages. Her sharp claws tear through the air, emitting a hiss like a viper spitting its tongue, and pierce Zhao Xuanzhen's weak points from different angles.

With his clothes fluttering, Zhao Xuanzhen drew circles with both palms, his energy condensing into a sphere in the void. The moment his claw shadow collided with the Yin-Yang sphere, he executed a spinning move, "Wild Horse Parts Mane," and the Netherworld Cat was thrown into the air. All the attacks were dissipated by the flowing Yin-Yang energy.

"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

Wu Siduo flipped in mid-air, unleashing a torrential downpour of thousands of purple-black claw beams. Another figure approached as well, and Tang Wulin roared like a dragon. His golden dragon claw, covered in golden scales, blasted out with a fierce wind, causing the air to crackle and explode wherever it passed!

The Yang hand, powerful and forceful, clashed with the brute strength of the Golden Dragon Claw, while the Yin energy, like a snake coiling around the sharp edge of the Netherworld Claw, caused Tang Wulin and Wu Siduo to be forced back amidst the clanging of metal against metal.

Zhao Xuanzhen's gaze was deep and unfathomable as he leaned forward, striking the two men in the abdomen with both palms. Tang Wulin released layers of Golden-Patterned Blue Silver Grass to envelop the two, attempting to form a shield to block the intrusion of force. However, Zhao Xuanzhen's basic stats were terrifying; the power and Dao intent accompanying his fists and palms were far beyond what the Golden-Patterned Blue Silver Grass could withstand.

"Thorn-"

The golden-patterned blue silver grass was like a torn piece of cloth, revealing two people with shocked expressions. Wu Siduo's pupils contracted, and her four thousand-year soul rings disappeared, replaced by a lonely purple soul ring.

With the activation of her spirit ring, Wu Siduo's entire body burst forth with a dazzling white light. Her delicate body instantly expanded outward, covered with a layer of white fur, and the golden "King" character between her brows shone brightly!

Second Martial Soul: White Tiger, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

Given the Netherworld Cat's fragile body, Wu Siduo knew she couldn't withstand the attack and was forced to switch to the White Tiger, whose physical attributes were tough and resilient. She immediately activated the White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

The two men flew out like cannonballs, crashing through seven or eight large trees along the way before finally coming to a stop by hitting the raised stone wall.

They struggled to their feet, spitting blood from their mouths, but their eyes were filled with indomitable spirit.

"It's time to finish."

Zhao Xuanzhen whispered, and the four spirit rings—black, black, black, and gold—appeared, with the jet-black third spirit ring shining brightly.

The ends of his hair lost their ink color, and his long, snow-white hair fluttered in the wind. His skin shone with a glassy luster, and the black and white halos that could be vaguely seen flowing through his internal organs seemed to rise endlessly with his already formidable aura!

Third Soul Skill: The Way of Limitless!

"Roar--"

Wu Siduo let out a low growl, and black patterns belonging to the Netherworld Cat condensed on her white fur. A sudden gust of wind arose, and a pillar of light shot straight into the sky. The two martial souls merged into one, revealing the legendary technique of the White Tiger and the Netherworld Cat, renowned for millennia!

Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Netherworld White Tiger!

A colossal tiger, over eight meters long, shattered ancient trees, its purple eyes reflecting fragmented moonlight. Its claws slammed down, twisting and trembling the earth. The Netherworld White Tiger proudly raised its head, its arrogant gaze surveying the world, showcasing the unparalleled prowess of this Martial Soul Fusion Technique that had dominated the continent for twenty thousand years!

Unlike conventional multi-person joint spirit fusion skills, this is a self-spirit fusion skill of a single spirit master. Because Wu Siduo is a fusion of twin spirits, her spirit compatibility is higher than that of all the Netherworld White Tigers passed down through generations, making her even more powerful!

Tang Wulin also unleashed a terrifying aura, his soaring dragon roar almost no less powerful than the roar of the Netherworld White Tiger!

The dragon's roar was high-pitched, like the sound of a grand ceremonial music. The golden light on Tang Wulin's body became even more dazzling, and the power of his blood and qi burned wildly within his body, making him look like a dazzling golden sun.

Golden dragon eyes blazed with golden flames, blood boiled like molten lava, and golden-patterned blue silver grass dragged Tang Wulin into the air. Behind them, a majestic and powerful golden dragon head appeared, the golden flames condensing into tangible dragon breath, and with each breath, scorched earth turned into ravines!

The golden dragon raised its head, a sight that shook the heavens and the earth!

With the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers, the Netherworld White Tiger and the Golden Dragon Head charged towards Zhao Xuanzhen from the left and right, respectively, with both of their soul skills breaking through the limits of the fourth-ring Soul Master!

"Qi follows the heart, and yin and yang rotate."

Black and white energy surged forth, transforming into a massive, sky-covering Tai Chi diagram that swept towards the Netherworld White Tiger. The Netherworld White Tiger crashed headlong into the diagram, charging forward bathed in the ocean of Yin and Yang energies. Its fur and soul power were instantly disintegrated into fine dust, and a mournful roar of agony echoed from the Tai Chi diagram.

The golden dragon opened its massive jaws and lunged forward, while a huge black and white phantom rose behind Zhao Xuanzhen, holding Yin in its left hand and Yang in its right, its hands gripping the upper and lower jaws of the golden dragon's head!

The golden dragon's eyes revealed utter horror. With a piercing sound of scales shattering, the golden dragon's head was violently torn into a shower of golden rain. The phantom's momentum didn't wane; the yin and yang energies condensed into a giant palm, slamming down and blasting Tang Wulin deep into the earth!

"Wulin!"

Xu Xiaoyan hurriedly ran to the edge of the pit. Tang Wulin had already suffered a fatal injury and turned into specks of white light that dissipated.

With a light press of her five fingers, the Tai Chi diagram suddenly contracted, and the Netherworld White Tiger disintegrated into countless points of light. Wu Siduo fell down, a hideous wound splitting open from her left shoulder to her ribs, blood gushing out, her pale face splattered with blood droplets. The girl stubbornly tried to get up, supporting herself with her claws.

Zhao Xuanzhen's hair gradually turned back to its original black color. He casually blocked Xu Lizhi's weak punch, kicked him into a white flash with a spinning kick, and then turned his gaze to Xu Xiaoyan.

"Goodbye, squad leader!"

Xu Xiaoyan wasn't that fearless. Anyway, it wasn't the first time she'd given in. She quickly used her ice staff to hit herself with an ice wheel, so Zhao Xuanzhen didn't have to do anything and she obediently left.

Wu Siduo tried several times to get up, but failed each time. In the end, she lay helplessly on the ground with her arms outstretched, her dim eyes gazing at the starry sky, and her high chest rising and falling slightly.

Until Zhao Xuanzhen slowly approached into her line of sight, Wu Siduo squinted to confirm that the body showed no signs of being stained with gold, and chuckled to herself softly:

"Even with your own martial soul fusion technique, you still couldn't use your full strength? How pathetic..."

Chapter 65 Gu Yue's Little Scheme, Class Committee Appointed, Nighttime in the Work-Study Student Dormitory (4K)

As we all know, the second awakening is the source of the power of the original martial soul, and the innate gold awakening is even more of an overpowered level.

Wu Siduo wasn't incapable of accepting defeat. After all, Zhao Xuanzhen was the top of the list of young geniuses, and his strength far surpassed hers. However, she couldn't even force him to awaken his second awakening despite her best efforts, so the girl inevitably felt frustrated.

"You've worked hard."

Hearing Zhao Xuanzhen's gentle and sincere words, Wu Siduo felt even more distressed, experiencing a kind of sorrow that made her feel more heartbroken the harder she tried.

Her plump lips, stained red with blood, parted slightly. Wu Siduo wanted to say, "Don't comfort me next time," but her body reached its limit first. Then, her eyes rolled back, and her delicate body shattered into countless white lights.

Zhao Xuanzhen pressed down into the void, and the stone wall slowly descended to the ground, instantly revealing the battle situations of the other two battlefields.

Seven elemental orbs surrounded Gu Yue, unleashing a barrage of elemental attacks that sent the five first-year students fleeing in terror. Beneath her feet, four deep purple soul rings slowly rotated, their purple light illuminating her exquisitely beautiful and serene face like twinkling stars.

"Level 41 Soul Master..."

Zhao Xuanzhen sensed the soul power fluctuations emanating from Gu Yue. Compared to the unremarkable cultivation and soul rings of the other timeline, this girl, who possessed 70% of the Silver Dragon King's essence, was clearly much stronger.

They're old and need to rebuild their cultivation, so we can't look at them with conventional eyes. Let alone advancing twenty levels in three years, even if Gu Yue broke through to the Title Douluo level in three years, Zhao Xuanzhen would have nothing to say and could only tearfully bite his handkerchief in condemnation of cheating.

Undying Xu Yucheng gripped the exaggeratedly designed Dark Demon Scythe, unleashing a 360-degree slash with no blind spots. The blade drew a dark purple circle, slicing through the fireballs that came from all directions.

After the attack, Xu Yucheng staggered and nearly fell over. With a loud thud, he plunged the long handle of his sickle into the ground and barely managed to stand up.

According to Tang Wulin's initial battle strategy, Xu Yucheng's individual combat strength was second only to himself and Youming Wusiduo. As long as they avoided Zhao Xuanzhen, that guy with abnormal physical strength, Xu Yucheng, with the help of others, was fully capable of fighting Gu Yue in the arena.

However, after three years apart, Gu Yue should be viewed with new respect. She is no longer the Gu Yue in Tang Wulin's memory. Her strength after emerging from seclusion far exceeds expectations. Xu Yucheng could not even get close to her, and his several charges were blasted back by countless elemental energies!

"Xu Yucheng! Wu Siduo and the others are out!"

A sharp female voice suddenly rang out. Xu Yucheng turned around and saw Bi She Zheng Yiran staring at the black-haired boy not far away as if facing a formidable enemy. Beside her were her two underlings, Zheng Long and Zheng Hu, as well as a support-type Soul Master, Ruyi Lingdang.

"They had nine people in total, how could they be defeated even faster than us!"

Xu Yucheng gritted his teeth, unable to understand why Tang Wulin and the others had suffered such a swift defeat. They were already struggling to deal with Gu Yue, let alone Zhao Xuanzhen!

"brush--"

A wind blade ripped through the air, whistling past Xu Yucheng's cheek and leaving a scarlet mark on his pale skin, from which blood meandered.

Meeting Xu Yucheng's shocked and angry gaze, Gu Yue said calmly, "Xuanzhen will not interfere in this battle. Your only opponent is me."

Xu Yucheng, panting heavily, gritted his teeth and glared at Gu Yue, who looked relaxed and carefree. Suddenly, he roared, "Let's attack together!"

"May everything go as I wish!"

The support-type Soul Master rang the Ruyi Bell, and the three Soul Rings flashed simultaneously. Circles of light spread out, and the three attributes of strength, speed, and soul power were enhanced by 20% and applied to the four teammates!

The blessing effect of the Ruyi Bell is exactly half that of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of the same level. This is the core reason why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is known as the number one auxiliary weapon spirit in the world, and its ability is far ahead of its competitors!

Amplified by the Ruyi Bell, Xu Yucheng's pale face radiated a chilling aura, and the Dark Demon Scythe rippled with a deep, purplish-black aura.

The third and fourth hundred-year soul rings shone brightly. Xu Yucheng suddenly transformed into a death god who reaped lives, wielding a knife. Amidst the shrill sound of the dark demon scythe tearing through the air, the dark purple light traces resembled the arc of a crescent moon, annihilating all fallen leaves and withered branches wherever it passed!

On the other side, the Azure Phosphorus Poison Mist surged like a giant python, its blood-green mist condensing the combined soul power of Zheng Yiran, Zheng Long, and Zheng Hu, three poison-attribute Soul Masters. The thick fog echoed with the Azure Phosphorus Serpent King's hissing as it corroded all things, and it madly engulfed Gu Yue.

"Little tricks."

A silver scepter appeared in Gu Yue's hand—the Elemental Staff, her fourth soul skill! She didn't have any traditional offensive or defensive soul skills; all four of her soul skills were designed to help her control elemental power!

Purple light flowed from the depths of his pupils, a blizzard rose from the ground, and the howling wind mixed with thousands of ice crystals instantly froze the cyan phosphorescent poison mist into emerald-colored ice shards, which fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.

Towering trees were covered in frost, and the eerie light of the Dark Demon Scythe sluggishly stagnated in the extreme cold. Gu Yue swung the Elemental Staff, causing the earth to tremble and crack, sending turbid waves and lava soaring into the sky. Dark blue wind blades cleaved the night sky, and crimson pillars of light pierced the heavens like divine punishment!

Seven elements, fission!

For a moment, the world fell silent. The deafening roar of the elemental explosion swallowed all other sounds. The frozen, phosphorescent poisonous mist was evaporated by the blazing white light, and the Dark Demon Scythe disintegrated into countless fragments.

After engulfing Xu Yucheng and the other four, the seven elements continued to split. Earth, water, wind, and fire ravaged and destroyed the forest. Amidst the turbulent currents of light and darkness, a silver light representing space suddenly flashed. Gu Yue stood proudly in the sky, the wind element supporting her exquisite and curvaceous body. Her long black hair flew wildly, and her eyes reflected the chaotic and annihilated world.

Gu Yue slowly lowered her head and looked at Zhao Xuanzhen on the ground. Their eyes met, and she saw the appreciation in Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes. A barely perceptible upward curve appeared on the corner of her rosy lips.

Attracting the opposite sex through mere looks or physical allure is undoubtedly the lowest form of tactic. Gu Yue places great importance on improving herself, showcasing her excellence in every aspect—appearance, temperament, talent, combat prowess, and more—so that Zhao Xuanzhen may genuinely acknowledge her and gradually come to like and love her.

The whole process is arduous and long, but Gu Yue is an extremely patient hunter. She will quietly weave a warm net, making Zhao Xuanzhen unconsciously fall into it and from then on throw himself into the warm embrace of Queen Gu Yue, unable to live without her in this life!

Gu Yue eagerly awaits that day; that silver-haired guy is destined to be a loser!

……

"They're finished, I can't be left behind..."

In the final battlefield, Ye Xinglan's hair was ruffled by the night wind, and the Star God Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, the faint light flowing across the blade seeming to cleave through the surrounding darkness.

Ye Xinglan shook off the crimson blood on the Star God Sword. Of the four who initially attacked, only two remained. Luo Guixing and Xie Xie looked solemn and formed an encirclement from the front and back.

Luo Guixing possessed a spatial elemental martial soul, with strands of silver threads wrapped around her fingertips, seemingly connecting to invisible spatial nodes. Xie Xie bent over slightly, gripping the Light and Shadow Dragon Dagger in reverse, its blade tip silently emitting sharp light.

Spatial elements surged forth, silver threads intertwining to form a confining cage. Elemental martial souls are renowned for their versatility, offering excellent prospects regardless of the path chosen. Luo Guixing chose to become a control-type soul master, commanding spatial elements to imprison all things!

The space around Ye Xinglan became stagnant, making it difficult for her to move for a moment. Xie Xie, using the Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Step, pounced on her like a blur.

The Light Dragon Dagger burst forth with a dazzling, blazing white light, while the Shadow Dragon Dagger carried a transparent, sharp blade light. The power of the two martial souls clashed towards Ye Xinglan. Along the way, Xie Xie released his third soul skill, Light and Shadow Clone, and his offensive reached a new level.

"Chong-"

The Star God Sword rang out with a clear and melodious sound, tearing through the stagnant space. Starlight exploded deep within Ye Xinglan's azure pupils as the Star God Sword Intent erupted, and streaks of brilliant sword light shimmered like the stars in the heavens.

The light and shadow dragon daggers clashed and slashed down, and Ye Xinglan twisted her body at an incredible angle, the tip of her sword grazing the double blades and splashing dazzling sparks!

"break!"

With a clear shout, the Star God Sword Intent transformed into a tangible starlight sword beam. Xie Xie was shocked and crossed his two daggers to block, but was forced to retreat repeatedly by Ye Xinglan. The second soul skill on his daggers, Twin Dragon Storm, was torn to pieces by the Star God Sword Intent, like waves crashing against a reef.

Luo Guixing formed hand seals to manipulate space, attempting to pull Xie Xie out of the Star God Sword's attack range, but then Ye Xinglan's third soul ring suddenly shone.

Star God Sword's third soul skill, Sword Star Fall!

The swordsman charges forward without hesitation!

The sword light exploded like a new star, and the Star God Sword, accompanied by a radiance that pierced through the heavens and earth, cleaved down. Under Ye Xinglan's sword intent, the spatial elements were instantly dissolved, and the Twin Dragon Storm also collapsed the moment it touched the sword's edge.

Before Xie Xie shattered into white light and dissipated, the last thing he saw in his vision was Luo Guixing's distorted and shocked face. The space lock he was desperately trying to condense was filled with dazzling starlight before it could take shape. The sword light swept across and Luo Guixing exploded into clouds of blood mist.

As the battle ended, Ye Xinglan sheathed her Star God Sword, her sword intent returning to her body. Her beautiful eyes, brimming with sword energy, gazed at Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue on the other side.

"The remaining three people are in the game."

Shen Yi's prompt came at just the right time, high in the sky.

The three nodded to each other, and the two girls left the training ground one after the other. According to the selection rules, Zhao Xuanzhen automatically became the class monitor of the first year.

As consciousness returned, Zhao Xuanzhen's vision cleared, the hatch opened, and they returned to the real world.

The three men emerged from their respective cabins, drawing the attention of hundreds of eyes.

There were a total of 104 students in the first year, most of whom were casually eliminated before Xuan Yuexing's battle against the Eighteen Prisoners.

With one punch, one sword, and one element, the three-person team was unmatched, crushing their way through the enemy ranks.