LRAB Chapter 201 Three Title Douluos
Chapter 201 Three Title Douluos
Chapter 201 Eleven Title Douluos
Poison Immortal led the two sisters into the sect, truly stepping into the core territory of the Body Sect.
In an instant, a scorching, boiling, almost tangible battle intent surged forth like a tidal wave, carrying the clanging of metal against metal and the roar of surging blood, assaulting the senses of Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo.
Suddenly, a magnificent open-air fighting arena opened up before them. The arena was vast and paved with some kind of unknown black mystic stone. The stone was hard, but it had been marked with countless deep scratches and dents from years of violent attacks.
In the arena, dozens of disciples of varying ages were fighting one-on-one, with shouts, the explosions of colliding soul power, and the muffled thuds of bodies hitting each other filling the air.
The fighting style here is completely different from what they saw at Shrek Academy. There are no dazzling soul skill effects; instead, it is more about the most primitive and direct physical confrontation and the ultimate use of the original martial soul.
Lan Susu's pupils contracted slightly. She saw a seemingly frail young man whose arms had mutated into two dark, giant hammers, creating a fierce whistling wind with each swing, causing the ground to tremble slightly with every strike. On the other side, a young girl's ten fingers extended into half-foot-long, crystalline claws, leaving afterimages in the air as she danced, her attacks cunning and ruthless, aiming straight for her opponent's vital joints. Further away, a middle-aged man's eyes emitted bursts of light, the light seemingly capable of interfering with the mind, causing the movements of opponents who came into contact with his light to become noticeably sluggish and stiff.
"Look closely, this young man is called Wang Yanfeng." Du Busi pointed casually with his thick finger, his voice booming like a bell. The two sisters looked in that direction and saw a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, engaged in fierce combat with a tall and muscular opponent. The boy suddenly let out a low roar, his right palm suddenly swelled, his muscles bulged, and his skin instantly turned a dark metallic color. With a single strike, he created a sonic boom out of thin air, the violent shockwave sending the tall and muscular disciple staggering back more than ten steps before he could barely regain his footing, his face filled with horror.
"His martial soul is his hand, which has just completed its second awakening at the bronze level. Its strength and hardness are passable." Poison Undying spoke calmly, as if evaluating an ordinary weapon. "That big oaf on the other side has his left ear as his martial soul, making his hearing extremely acute and able to predict some attack trajectories, but his attack power is just average. Against someone who relies on brute force, he's completely helpless."
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Although it was an internal sparring match within the sect, every battle on the field was extremely dangerous, almost a life-or-death struggle.
Lan Luoluo even saw one disciple transform his hand into a knife, stabbing straight at his opponent's throat, while another disciple delivered a swift and merciless knee strike to the opponent's vitals. She watched in horror, instinctively gripping her sister Lan Susu's sleeve tightly, her palms sweating profusely.
"Scared?" Poisonous Undying glanced at her, then burst into thunderous laughter. "Little girl, you can't be spineless! The reason my Body Sect can stand tall on the continent is because we sustain ourselves through war! Only in life-or-death battles can we maximize our potential and hone our strongest Body Martial Soul! This is the true path to becoming a strong person!"
He abruptly changed the subject, pointing his massive hand to several slightly elevated stone platforms at the edge of the arena. "But don't actually think I sent you here to die. See those old guys? They're not just for show!"
On each stone platform stood one or two figures, some with their arms crossed, others sitting cross-legged, their eyes as sharp as eagles, fixed on every battle circle below. Their powerful mental energy, like an invisible spider web, enveloped the entire battle arena.
"Each arena has at least one expert at the Contra Douluo level watching over it. If anyone really loses control and uses a killing move, they will naturally step in to stop them. Another rule of the Body Sect is that you must never kill your own kind!"
Lan Susu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. This rule was good; otherwise, she worried that she might be beaten to death by her own family members during training one day.
She looked around and saw that there were fewer than a hundred disciples training and competing in the entire vast arena. Unable to contain her curiosity, Lan Luoluo asked softly, "Sect Master, are all the other senior brothers and sisters in the sect out training or on missions?"
She found it hard to believe that such a powerful force, comparable to Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion and Sun Moon Bright Virtue Hall, had so few core disciples.
Upon hearing this, Poison Undying's smile faded slightly, replaced by a look of helplessness. "It's all here. A true body martial soul is a gift from heaven, one in ten thousand. How can it compare to those common beast martial souls or weapon martial souls? Do you think you can just find one whenever you want?"
His voice suddenly rose, "But! Our Body Sect values quality over quantity! As long as you complete the second awakening, even if it's just the most ordinary Black Iron level awakening, it's enough to improve the essence of your Martial Soul, making challenging opponents of higher levels as easy as eating and drinking! If you can reach the Bronze level, your combat power will experience a qualitative leap!"
A terrifying glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his aura surged forth. "If I achieve the Silver rank—"
His gaze swept over several disciples in the arena whose auras were exceptionally sharp. "Hmph, within the same level, unless they encounter those legendary god-level martial souls or ultimate attributes, it's a complete and utter crushing defeat! No doubt about it!"
The two sisters were deeply shaken, thoroughly impressed by this boldness and confidence.
Without saying another word, Du Busi led them across the edge of the Soul Arena and toward the most magnificent and unique giant building in the center of the valley.
The building was entirely gray-black, and its shape was not that of a traditional tower or palace, but rather resembled a giant sitting cross-legged in meditation!
Stepping through the gate, one enters an extremely magnificent hall. Light streams through specially crafted stained-glass windows high above, creating an atmosphere of solemnity and grandeur. Above the hall, eleven massive thrones of ancient design and extraordinary material are placed, each occupied by a person except for the sect leader's throne at the head.
These are the eleven titled Douluo of the Body Sect.
"Sect Master!" Almost the instant they entered, these people immediately bowed to Poison Undying.
Even if the pressure from so many Title Douluos was just naturally released, it instantly made Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo feel a tightness in their chests and their delicate bodies tremble slightly, as if they were under the immense pressure of the deep sea. This was the entire high-end combat power of the Body Sect, one of the top forces on the continent! A total of eleven Title Douluos!
Poison Immortal laughed loudly, his voice shaking the roof tiles, "Good, they're all here! Come on, you two little girls, get to know us. This is the foundation of our Body Sect's dominance over the world!"
He called out names one by one, his voice filled with undisguised pride: "Jin Peng, level 96, Golden Body Douluo, Vice Sect Master of our sect. This old guy's golden body is indestructible, his skin is thick and tough. If he stood still and let the soul-guided cannon hit him head-on a few times, he would probably only get a scratch."
An elderly man, lean and wiry with sharp, eagle-like eyes and skin that faintly glowed with a golden hue, nodded slightly as a greeting.
"Yunyi, level 95, Divine Brain Douluo, Second Elder. The smartest mind in the sect, she has never failed in her schemes."
This was a beautiful woman dressed in a purple robe, wearing crystal lenses, with an intellectual and calm demeanor. She pushed up her glasses and gave the two sisters a gentle smile.
"Wang Luohai, level 94, Iron Palm Douluo. He has immense strength; one palm strike can split half a mountain. However, he's not very bright and is easily taken advantage of."
A man with a burly build, as big as a bear, hands more than twice the size of an average person's, and thick, calloused knuckles scratched his head sheepishly and gave a simple, honest smile.
"Lu Si, level 94, Divine Finger Douluo. First-class crowd control ability, able to ambush people invisibly."
A man dressed in white, with a handsome face but a somewhat effeminate air, was carefully wiping his long, fair, and artistically beautiful fingers with a silk handkerchief.
Poison Undying introduced them one by one. Each of the titled Douluo had a different temperament, some were domineering, some were gloomy, some were wild, and some were reserved. But without exception, they all exuded the aura of a powerful and unfathomable strongman.
Each of them, possessing a Title Douluo-level martial soul, has at least completed a second awakening at the Silver level.
Only now did the two sisters realize the immense power of the Body Sect.