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His calves were as thick as most people’s thighs.

Chen Lü’s Martial Soul was his calves.

Moving like scissors, he closed in on Su Yu, attacking his lower body.

Both legs struck in rapid succession as if to break Su Yu’s legs.

Su Yu, hands behind his back, clenched his right hand and stepped lightly with his right foot.

Roar!

Golden light burst forth, a dragon’s roar resounded, and an invisible shockwave swept out.

Even from a distance, Chen Lü felt the pressure. He slapped the ground, leaped into the air, and dodged the blast.

In midair, after a brief pause, his third soul ring among five lit up.

He sprang up, legs alternating in the air, creating a barrage of leg shadows.

Each shadow trailed a dark green light, whistling through the air.

In moments, dozens of light shadows flew across the stage.

Su Yu, facing the attack, remained calm. He sliced with his finger like a sword before him.

A surge of sword intent swept forth, instantly devouring all the leg shadows.

With one finger, Su Yu filled the air with a chilling aura.

Thousands of icy blades formed overhead and rained down.

The icy blades blanketed the entire stage—there was nowhere to dodge.

Su Yu knew full well why Chen Lü was here—a mere Soul King wasn’t worth playing with.

Facing the overwhelming attack, Chen Lü’s face changed drastically.

No matter how agile, there was no way to dodge such an attack.

His fourth soul ring lit up, and countless leg shadows burst out, trying to block the attack.

But the icy blades were far tougher than expected—hard and relentless.

In moments, his calves went numb, as if losing all feeling.

Such a terrifying cold.

So, this is Ultimate Ice?

No longer daring to hope for luck, Chen Lü desperately combined his legs, and a strong bronze light shone behind him.

Body Martial Soul, second awakening.

Just like Wang Yanfeng before him, Chen Lü underwent a bronze-level second awakening.

His body shot up over a meter, his calves swelling and tearing his pants.

He jumped and swept his legs, the air itself popping from the force.

The bronze light shattered the icy blades in its path, but the cold still seeped in, hard to resist even after awakening.

Barely blocking the icy blades, Chen Lü had no time to breathe before a shadow loomed overhead.

“Your Martial Soul is your legs, so I’ll defeat you with leg techniques.”

The clear voice startled Chen Lü. He looked up to see Su Yu descend with a fierce whirlwind.

“Not good!”

Chen Lü panicked, kicking upward to meet Su Yu’s descending leg.

Boom!

One above, one below, their legs clashed.

The whirlwind tore through the bronze shadow, and Su Yu’s kick landed hard on Chen Lü’s leg.

With a crash, someone hit the ground and smashed into the arena.

The metal platform caved in.

In the center of the pit, Chen Lü spat blood, clutching his leg and howling in agony.

Su Yu’s kick had broken his leg.

For a Martial Soul of the calves, this was a crippling injury.

“Ah!!!”

Chen Lü screamed, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Su Yu landed gently, frowning.

“Was I too forceful?”

He muttered, wondering if he’d put in too much strength.

He hadn’t expected Chen Lü to dare exchange kicks.

If he hadn’t withdrawn most of his power at the last moment, it would’ve been worse than a broken leg.

Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan promptly appeared, and seeing Chen Lü’s state, carried him off the stage.

In the waiting area, Wang Dong’er was excited, “Wind God Leg, that’s the Wind God Leg!”

She recognized Su Yu’s technique—she was training in it herself.

“He dared to take the Wind God Leg head-on—what a brave guy.”

Wang Dong’er clicked her tongue. The Wind God Leg was even stronger than the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms.

In Su Yu’s hands, it was on par with a hundred-thousand-year soul skill.

That Chen Lü survived at all meant Su Yu had held back a lot.

“So, the Wind God Leg is that powerful?”

Jiang Nannan’s beautiful eyes sparkled.

“Of course! Why else would he teach it to me?”

Wang Dong’er said proudly.

The Snow Empress smiled, and Di Mingli shot Wang Dong’er a look.

The Wind God Leg was strong, but her Tyrant Spear and Elephant Fist were also impressive.

Compared to Wang Dong’er’s low compatibility with the Wind God Leg, her spear and fist techniques were tailor-made for her.

To Su Yu, she was the most important.

The girls discussed eagerly, but the Body Sect was under a dark cloud.

“With a broken leg, he can’t compete in the team match.”

Long Aotian checked on Chen Lü, his face grim.

Wang Yanfeng had internal injuries, and Chen Lü had a broken leg. Two fighters lost before the team battle even started.

Weina looked worried, “Who should go next? Yuhao?”

“Or should I?”

“No!”

Long Aotian interrupted her.

“Your strength is too far from Su Yu’s. If you go, you’ll only waste our strength.”

“I’ll go next myself.”

“Only by going personally do we have a chance.”

“This round will decide the outcome. If I win, we still have a chance. If I lose, just consider it our surrender.”

Long Aotian said solemnly.

“Aotian, do you have to?”

Weina asked shakily.

Long Aotian sighed, “Their team is too strong.”

“Even aside from Su Yu, there’s Di Mingli and Wang Dong’er.”

“Di Mingli has the Golden Dragon Martial Soul, Ultimate Strength. Besides me, no one on our team can suppress her.”

“And Wang Dong’er is from the Clear Sky Sect—one of the top powers, no weaker than our Body Sect.”

“Their successors are no joke.”

“And that white hair woman who hasn’t acted yet—I can feel a hint of danger from her.”

“Her strength is at least on par with Di Mingli.”

“With a lineup like that, the rest of us can’t hold out.”

Weina fell silent—that was the truth.

Su Yu’s team was formidable. Without Long Aotian, their chances were slim.

Unless Long Aotian could defeat Su Yu, then they might still win.

“Aotian, be careful.”

Weina said worriedly.

Su Yu was not someone easy to handle.

As the Ice God Palace’s young master, his status alone was intimidating.

And his strength was as deep as an abyss.

“I know, don’t worry.”

Long Aotian reassured her, then walked onto the stage.

Long Aotian’s appearance attracted everyone’s attention.

“He’s up!”

On the main stand, Xu Tiannan smiled, “The Body Sect’s strongest is here.”

“Body Sect’s top disciple versus the Ice God Palace’s young master—this will be an amazing match, don’t you think, Sect Master Wu?”

Zhongli Wu laughed, “Absolutely, Your Highness. These two are not ordinary people—their clash will be spectacular.”

“What do you think, Hall Master?”

He turned to Jing Hongchen, smiling slyly.

Body Sect vs. Ice God Palace’s heirs—he wanted both sides to suffer.

Jing Hongchen heard the schadenfreude, replying expressionlessly, “It’ll be a high-quality match.”

“Hall Master, you’re quite insightful.” Zhongli Wu laughed.

As the three discussed, Juzi appeared calm but was secretly worried.

Body Sect’s top disciple, a Soul Sage—clearly a strong opponent.

Su Yu, be careful.

…

Su Yu, unaware of others’ thoughts, looked at Long Aotian before him.

Long Aotian was two meters tall, burly, radiating an imposing aura.

“You’re finally here. I thought you’d keep sending your lackeys.”

Su Yu shrugged, relaxed.

Wang Yanfeng and Chen Lü weren’t even warm-ups for him.

If not for misleading certain people, he’d have finished things quickly.

This feeling of being restricted wasn’t fun.

Long Aotian’s face darkened but controlled his temper.

“Not coming up immediately was our mistake—I apologize for underestimating you.”

“Now, let’s play.”

“Our two factions have ties, but as young disciples, we’ve never competed directly.”

“Before I came, the Sect Master told me to have a good match with you.”

“Su Yu, would you like to make a bet?”

Su Yu raised an eyebrow, “Go ahead.”

Long Aotian said solemnly, “You must have noticed—we are the top strength of our teams.”

“This match’s outcome depends on us.”

“So, how about one battle to decide victory?”

“If you win, we surrender. If I win, our sect wins. What do you think?”

Su Yu laughed, “You sure know how to calculate. But in the face of absolute power, tricks are meaningless.”

“I accept your bet.”

“Quick and decisive, Su Yu.”

Long Aotian grinned. Su Yu had fought two people and must have used some soul power.

With this bet, if he won one-on-one, the Body Sect would win.

The chance to defeat an Ice God Palace heir was irresistible.

And he was confident.

“State your names!”

Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan spoke.

“Holy Slayer Palace, Su Yu.”

“Body Sect, Long Aotian.”

“Step back.”

Both retreated to their positions.

Long Aotian turned, and his aura changed instantly.

He became forceful, his spiritual and soul power perfectly fused.

Su Yu was surprised—Long Aotian’s mastery of spiritual and soul power was at a high level.

Frankly, he had reached the hard threshold for breaking through to Super Douluo.

Becoming a Super Douluo required enlightenment—a feel for nature and the world.

Long Aotian was accomplished in this regard.

“Interesting.”

Su Yu murmured, and his aura rose.

Unlike Long Aotian’s smooth fusion, Su Yu’s soul and spiritual power were completely integrated.

To Long Aotian’s senses, Su Yu’s powers and self were one, indistinguishable.

Just standing there, he seemed merged with nature itself.

This was the realm all soul masters dreamed of—the unity of man and heaven.

Long Aotian grew more serious and vigilant.

Both sides faced off from afar, their auras clashing.

Zheng Zhan was shocked. These two young men, in terms of age and soul power, were far beneath him.

But their insights far surpassed his.

The realm he’d sought all his life, they reached with ease.

He had no doubt these young men would surpass him in the future.

The new generation truly outstrips the old.

Sighing inwardly, Zheng Zhan intoned, “The match begins.”

As his words fell, Long Aotian acted.

He made a strange gesture in front of his chest, right hand raised palm facing left, fingers down; left palm upright, fingers up, palms facing each other.

As he finished, a lustrous light shone from him, making him look like a jade statue.

At this moment, his aura became similar to Su Yu’s, as if both were merged with heaven and earth.