Wu Changkong Was Sent Flying! So I Was the Clown All Along [Please Follow]

"Skyfrost Sword, a strength-type soul skill combined with control through the ice element? If that's the case..."

"Teacher Wu really is utterly outclassed."

Jiang Yan silently looked toward the incoming Skyfrost Slash, showing little concern in his eyes. He even sighed, clearly dissatisfied.

It wasn't because the other's martial soul was bad or its abilities weak. One had to know that the Skyfrost Sword, which controlled ice at the threshold of ultimate ice, was itself a top-tier assault-type weapon martial soul.

It wasn't an Elemental Dragon, that kind of version trap in front of him. Logically, it shouldn't have been so absurd, but unfortunately, elements were traps before him as well!

Jiang Yan sighed.

Before him, whether it was Teacher Wu's prized elements or his own raw stats, they were no different from scrap iron.

"The first, second, and third are out!"

"That's Teacher Wu's third soul skill. Legend says Teacher Wu used this very skill to drive off Teacher Du Huangjiang from the senior division. How do you think God Jiang will deal with it?"

"Will he turn defeat into victory?"

The students seated below chattered away, but back where Xie Xie and the others sat, none of them took this move seriously. Every one of them simply smiled.

"Teacher Wu is only using his third soul skill?"

"Heh. Boss could easily defeat even a Soul King back then, so why would he fear a third soul skill? Whether Teacher Wu holds back or not, whether he keeps only Soul Elder-level energy or not, it makes no difference."

"Could it possibly hurt Boss?"

A fiery gleam flashed through Xie Xie's eyes. He waved the sign in his hand faster and faster, then smiled with pursed lips.

It was true that a Soul Emperor was stronger than a Soul King, but just as Sister Na'er had said before, so what if he was a Soul Emperor...

His boss was unmatched beneath the heavens!

"..."

Gu Yuena hadn't looked at anyone else from beginning to end.

She merely watched Jiang Yan's calm, unhurried demeanor and the ease with which he handled the attack, and she was in a very good mood.

She hadn't been present when her brother fought a Soul King before, so she didn't know what it had looked like in detail, but now...

She had seen him calmly fend off a Soul Emperor without the slightest fear.

"This is only the beginning for my brother."

"In the future..."

"He'll only shine even brighter."

At that moment, Gu Yuena, who was inseparable from Jiang Yan and cared for him more than anyone in the world, thought silently.

In the future, his...

Brilliance would surely illuminate the entire world.

The entire—Douluo Continent!

"..."

Meanwhile, on the arena.

Before everyone's eyes, Jiang Yan looked at Wu Changkong, who was attacking him, and did nothing.

The nine-colored figure still manifested behind him as usual without fading away. He didn't move, merely reaching a hand forward.

He simply waved his hand.

He didn't even transform it into a dragon claw. With only a light grasp, he casually caught the powerful strike of a Soul Emperor, a soul skill capable of injuring a Soul Emperor.

As the master of the elements, he could naturally have used the power of space, or chosen to use elemental power to resist...

But he did neither.

He simply extended a flawless white hand and blocked the sword slash that carried the chill of an approaching winter wind with one hand.

The soul skill's radiance faded within two short seconds. Jiang Yan held the Skyfrost Sword martial soul in his hand. At first, it stubbornly resisted, but gradually, its reverence turned into obedience.

Perhaps that was a form of loyalty too?

Come to think of it, a true succubus never only slayed men and women. Just as there was no reproductive isolation between creatures on Douluo Continent, slaying martial souls was perfectly reasonable too, right?

"..."

"Jiang Yan, you just—"

"Caught my martial soul?"

Faced with the astonishing sight before him, Wu Changkong's eyes widened instantly as he blurted it out.

As he spoke, he instinctively tried to retrieve his martial soul. Yet the moment he pulled with force, he discovered that the Skyfrost Sword seemed welded in place, utterly unmoving.

He could also feel the ice-element power within his martial soul rapidly vanishing, while even his Soul Power was instantly suppressed.

How was that a martial soul?

It was more like a practice toy for the other's swordsmanship.

"Teacher Wu, you may continue. None of your three soul skills poses even the slightest threat to me."

Jiang Yan looked at Wu Changkong and spoke calmly.

"..."

Wu Changkong said nothing at first. After several seconds of hesitation, he slowly shook his head.

"It's your turn to attack, Student Jiang Yan."

"I used three moves, and you took all three. I can't exactly keep letting you stand there and take hits."

His gaze was calm as he spoke.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered continuing the fight. But for one thing, he hadn't held back his strength. Being three major realms above the other, his greatest requirement of himself had been to use only three soul skills.

That was his bottom line.

And secondly, his remaining three soul skills were, without exception, all ice-element skills.

Better forget it...

"Then I won't stand on ceremony with Teacher Wu."

"Since you say it's my turn..."

"Then I won't hold back."

Jiang Yan said nothing more. Looking at Wu Changkong before him, he smiled and extended his hand once more.

"!"

The moment Wu Changkong saw Jiang Yan's hand, he couldn't help furrowing his brow. Alarm bells rang wildly in his heart.

But what he didn't know was...

What he feared hadn't even begun yet!

"First soul skill, Dominating the World!"

"Second soul skill, Archaic Dragon Body."

Jiang Yan spoke calmly. Beneath his feet, his first two soul rings suddenly shone with intense light.

Since this was his first time fighting a Soul Emperor—especially a Soul Emperor like Teacher Wu—he naturally had to take it more seriously.

Then...

He'd buff himself first!

"What?"

Watching Jiang Yan unleash both his first and second soul skills, Wu Changkong's heart was overcome by silence and gravity. His already dead heart turned ice-cold.

This punch...

Nothing would go wrong, right?

"Let's use... Flame Fist on Teacher Wu."

Jiang Yan had no idea that Wu Changkong had already begun to feel fear. He lowered his head to look at his hand, slowly curling it into a fist as a flicker of flame quietly passed over it.

Flame Fist!

It was an exceedingly simple move. One only needed to gather elemental power and fuse it into one's fist. It was the simplest and most unadorned style of fighting.

Flame Fist, Frost Fist, Earth Fist, Wind Fist...

As for fusion fists, forget it.

Because against Teacher Wu, this was already enough.

Jiang Yan stopped overthinking it. He gave Wu Changkong a faint smile, and his fist thundered forward—

"Not good!"

The instant Jiang Yan attacked, alarm bells blared in Wu Changkong's heart. He instinctively swung his sword to block, but it was already too late!

At that dangerous moment, Sky Ice, his top-tier Battle Armor, reacted. It quietly equipped itself of its own accord, and the ice-white Battle Armor completed its assembly in that instant.

Then, in the next moment, the flame-coated fist arrived.

Flame—Fist!

Boom!

The instant Jiang Yan threw his punch, its overwhelming force had already knocked the Skyfrost Sword meant to block it aside with one blow. The force jolted Wu Changkong's hand painfully, and his martial soul flew away uncontrollably.

Immediately afterward, the punch landed squarely on his right chest, sending Wu Changkong flying through the air in a fairly perfect parabola.

"..."

"Teacher Wu... flew?"

"Cough..."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Blood lined the corners of Wu Changkong's mouth as he numbly climbed up and steadied himself where he stood.

But when he looked at the Two-Word Battle Armor on his body, which now bore a hole, he swallowed hard. His eyes shone with undisguised confusion and helplessness.

His Two-Word Battle Armor...

Had been pierced through?

"Something's wrong here."

"What did you bring me here for? Is this really an ability a Soul Elder can use?!"

As Wu Changkong fell silent, he felt like crying without tears. A Two-Word Battle Armor—once equipped by a Soul Emperor, it gave combat power comparable to a level-90 Soul Douluo. Calling it a half-step Titled Douluo wouldn't be an exaggeration.

And yet—

It had been damaged so easily before Jiang Yan?

Was there no justice left?!

Was there no law left?!

Wu Changkong stared blankly at Jiang Yan's position, his heart full of silence. Those who lived in the same generation as this child...

How unfortunate they must be!

"..."