The Whole Arena Was Shocked—Senior Brother Liu Yuan, Are You Still Human?

Inside the Martial Arts Arena, it was so deathly silent that a pin drop could be heard. Only the heavy stench of blood permeated the air.

All the Body Sect disciples were completely flustered. Many of the younger disciples even covered their mouths instinctively, their eyes filled with terror and regret.

For anyone, the importance of both hands went without saying.

For a Soul Master, losing both hands meant losing the ability to use soul skills or engage in close combat;

Even for an ordinary person, losing a pair of hands was equivalent to becoming completely crippled.

"Senior Brother Liu Yuan... is he really ruined just like that?" Chen Lü muttered, his face pale.

"He's clearly a peerless Gold Grade genius. How could he resort to such a self-destructive fighting style..." Wang Yanfeng's body trembled slightly. He could not understand Liu Yuan's madness in that instant.

Long Aotian, who had just been blasted out of the arena by the tremendous impact of Laser Eye and slammed heavily against the protective wall, could no longer spare a thought for the searing pain in his chest.

He abruptly flipped himself up from the ground. With a tap of his toes, he leaped back onto the stage like a madman and landed directly in front of Liu Yuan.

Looking at the severed limbs on the ground and the gushing blood, the usually composed chief disciple was filled with self-reproach. His normally resolute features even twisted somewhat from overwhelming guilt.

"Junior Brother... I'm sorry... I was clearly trying to hold back..." Long Aotian's voice trembled as he clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

He had never imagined that what was supposed to be a spar intended to offer guidance would turn into such a brutal outcome.

"Liu Yuan!!!"

Accompanied by an enraged roar brimming with pressure, Du Busi descended into the center of the stage like a green hurricane.

The Level 98 Super Douluo's face was livid. His once-fervent eyes were now full of anger and heartache.

He suddenly turned his head and sternly rebuked Liu Yuan, "Nonsense! Utter nonsense! A spar between fellow disciples is supposed to end at the proper point. Don't you know that?"

"Why were you so impulsive? For the sake of some so-called victory or defeat, you severed your own future. Have you not done justice to the talent you possess?!"

Du Busi's fury made the entire Martial Arts Arena tremble slightly. It was the eruption of a top-tier expert's will.

Yet, faced with the Sect Master's Thunder Fury and his senior brother's extreme self-reproach, the blood-soaked youth suddenly burst into hearty laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Liu Yuan raised his head. Although his face was somewhat pale from blood loss, there was not a trace of dejection in those Double Pupils. Instead, they carried the sly look of someone whose scheme had succeeded.

"Master, Senior Brother, don't panic. Just take a look first." Liu Yuan endured the intense pain, yet his tone still carried a hint of ease.

Du Busi's brows shot up. He was about to continue lecturing this reckless disciple, but in the next instant, the scolding at the tip of his tongue became stuck in his throat.

The deep-purple second Soul Ring beneath Liu Yuan's feet suddenly lit up without warning, radiating a dazzling glow.

"Second Soul Skill—Undying Body!"

With Liu Yuan's low shout, a dense green light of life, so concentrated it seemed tangible, emerged from his Double Pupils and instantly enveloped his entire body.

Then, beneath the utterly horrified gazes of the thousands of disciples present, countless fine buds of flesh began to wriggle and grow wildly at the stumps where Liu Yuan's hands had been severed at the wrists, the process visible to the naked eye.

Bones reformed, meridians reconnected, flesh regenerated!

In the blink of an eye, his severed Double Arms had actually regrown. Their skin was crystal-clear and even appeared tougher than before.

The whole arena was shocked!

The immense visual impact caused everyone's minds to temporarily shut down.

Even the well-informed disciples of the Body Sect had never heard of any soul skill capable of regenerating severed limbs so tyrannically and instantaneously.

Senior Brother Liu Yuan, was he still human?

Du Busi and Long Aotian were equally stunned. The two stood there blankly, unable to speak for a long while.

Du Busi was the first to recover. He strode forward, grabbed Liu Yuan's newly regenerated arms, and kneaded and felt them. His large hands moved continuously over Liu Yuan's arms, sensing the vigorous pulse within and the warm, smooth skin.

"Perfectly intact... They're actually perfectly intact?!" Du Busi muttered. The anger in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by boundless amazement.

"Not only has the flesh grown back, even his Soul Power circulation is completely unhindered. This is simply a miracle!"

Long Aotian could not help stepping forward as well. Looking at the hands that had just been severed by his axe, he asked hoarsely, "Junior Brother... what exactly is going on? Was that your Second Soul Skill?"

Liu Yuan flexed his newly grown fingers and felt the expenditure of Spirit Power within his body before explaining to the two of them, "That's right. Senior Brother, this is my Second Soul Skill—Undying Body."

"This Soul Ring came from a thousand-year Soul Spider. Its characteristic is ultimate regeneration. As long as my Spirit Power has not run dry, no matter how severe my injuries are, I can regenerate without limit."

At this point, Liu Yuan smiled faintly at Du Busi. "So I was never impulsive in the first place."

"Because I know the limits of my own abilities. My Spirit Power was still abundant just now. Injuries of this degree couldn't kill me or cripple me at all."

Du Busi, Long Aotian, and every Body Sect disciple present were utterly dumbfounded.

They knew that Body Martial Souls came in all kinds of strange forms, but this Power Attack System ability, which was practically an "Immortal Body," was simply too subversive.

And wasn't Liu Yuan's Martial Soul his eyes?

What did an "Undying Body" have to do with eyes?

"As long as his Spirit Power doesn't run dry, his body won't die... How is anyone supposed to fight that?" Gu Tong shook his head with a bitter smile.

"We both have Eye Martial Souls, but his is far too outrageous."

After the shock passed, the atmosphere within the Martial Arts Arena finally relaxed completely.

The disciples, who had been tense to the extreme, all let out long breaths. Quite a few of them even realized that their backs were drenched in cold sweat.

"That scared me half to death! Senior Brother Liu Yuan, can you not go this far next time?" Chen Lü shouted from below the stage, drawing a wave of good-natured agreement.

Everyone was sincerely relieved. After all, if such a once-in-ten-thousand-years peerless genius had truly been crippled, it would have been an irreparable loss for the Body Sect.

Liu Yuan smiled at Long Aotian and extended a hand toward him, teasing, "Senior Brother, although I used a little trick, you saw the result just now. I won this match."

Long Aotian stared at the outstretched hand, stunned for a moment before letting out a helpless yet forthright laugh.

He extended his hand and gave Liu Yuan a solid high five.

"I lost. I accept it wholeheartedly," Long Aotian said solemnly.

He did not look for excuses.

Although throughout the battle, he had been overly cautious, constantly afraid of hurting his junior brother,

The facts proved that Liu Yuan had not only forced out his Fourth Soul Skill, but had even used that mad determination to blast him directly out of the arena.

"Junior Brother, you are even stronger than I imagined," Long Aotian said with emotion.

"I'm three years older than you, and I have two entire Soul Rings more than you, yet you still beat me into this state."

"I dare say that if we fought at the same level, you would probably beat me so badly that I wouldn't know which way was up."

Du Busi watched the two outstanding disciples encourage one another, and fervent light bloomed in his eyes once more as he praised Liu Yuan without reserve.

However, as one of the foremost experts of the age, he did not merely offer praise.

"Liu Yuan, you displayed the spirit of our Body Sect in this battle, but do not become arrogant or impatient." Du Busi's smile faded as he pointed out sharply.

"At the instant you activated Laser Eye and made close contact, your Soul Power circulation suffered a gap of roughly 0.3 seconds. That was because you are not proficient enough with the route of 'Zhou Tian Guidance' in the Body Secret Technique..."

Liu Yuan put away his smile and listened solemnly to Du Busi's instruction, committing every detail firmly to heart.

To him, the true gain from this spar was precisely his master's teachings, which went straight to the essence of the matter.

As the spar came to an end, the Body Sect returned to its usual tranquility.

However, Liu Yuan's displays of "Limb Regeneration" and "Crimson Ray" became a legend the disciples discussed endlessly in their spare time.

In the time that followed, Liu Yuan refused all outside distractions. He did not even pay attention to the fief of Baron of Qinghe that the Heaven Dou Empire had officially approved.

As always, he remained in Tingtao Pavilion, cultivating with single-minded focus like an old monk in meditation.

Every day, aside from consuming high-grade Soul Beast meat to replenish his vitality and blood, he madly circulated the Body Secret Technique, continuously broadening his meridians and increasing the Soul Power within his body while refining those demonic Double Pupils.

Spring passed into autumn, and time flew by amid the dull, grueling cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, another month quietly passed.

Within Tingtao Pavilion, Liu Yuan, who had been sitting motionlessly like a stone statue, suddenly opened his eyes. His two pupils overlapped in an instant, and a Soul Power fluctuation like a dragon's roar violently spread outward from him.

Feeling the river of Soul Power within him grow stronger once again, Liu Yuan's lips curved slightly upward.

At that moment, his Soul Power Level officially broke through to Level 27.