Savage Battle

"Sect Master, could Lu Chen be a transformed soul beast?"

Chen Lü suddenly spoke, uncertainty in his voice.

Du Bushi glanced at him, too lazy to bother with such an idiot, and kept his gaze fixed below.

Jiang Yixi burst out laughing. "The Sect Master is a level 98 Super Douluo. If he encountered a transformed soul beast, how could he possibly fail to recognize it?"

"Uh... right."

Chen Lü coughed lightly and turned away awkwardly.

Below, seeing that no one around him dared to make a move, Lu Chen finally grew impatient.

"Are you fighting or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Bastard! How dare you look down on us!" Fan Lü's expression darkened.

He was a four-ring Soul Elder, yet he was being so disdainfully treated by a mere Soul Scholar. Rage instantly surged into his heart.

At that moment, Qian Kun suddenly spoke in an inciting tone.

"What are we afraid of with so many people? Even ants can bite an elephant!

He must have absorbed some kind of self-healing Soul Bone. He can't hold on for long!"

Jiao Yuan immediately echoed, "That's right! Don't be intimidated by his appearance. Everyone, attack together!"

Seeing the three Soul Elders speak up, the other Soul Elders were once again consumed by greed.

That was worth tens of millions of gold soul coins.

If they got their hands on it, they could live extravagantly for the rest of their lives.

Fan Lü and the other two exchanged glances, faint smiles curling on their lips.

The others did not know that the three of them had been in the same group all along and had long discussed joining forces to seize the treasure.

As soon as the words fell, the three launched their strongest attacks from three directions at once!

Fan Lü's Martial Soul was the Frenzied Lion. The fourth Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly flashed.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Golden Lion Claw!"

His claws instantly transformed into golden radiance over three meters wide, sweeping toward Lu Chen's chest with a howl that tore through the air.

Lu Chen's figure swayed slightly. Just as the claws were about to touch his clothes, his Hands darted out like swimming dragons, tracing an exceptionally smooth arc.

Flowing Water Rock-Shattering Fist!

His palm lightly guided the side of the lion claw, and the originally incomparably violent force was unexpectedly redirected by that gentle strength.

Fan Lü felt his center of gravity slip, and his entire body involuntarily pitched forward.

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Chen closed in, his shoulder slamming fiercely into Fan Lü's chest with the force of flowing water.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Fan Lü staggered back several steps, his blood and qi churning.

But before Lu Chen could recover, the fatal attacks of the other two Soul Elders came one after another!

"Fourth Soul Skill: Tyrant Cross Slash!"

Jiao Yuan's eyes were cold and sinister. His long blade unleashed several meters of sharp saber energy, forming a cross that sealed off every route of retreat for Lu Chen.

Qian Kun launched a surprise attack from the flank, the Soul Ring beneath his feet lighting up as well.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Rending Tiger Roar!"

A massive tiger claw howled through the air as it tore toward Lu Chen's shoulder!

Lu Chen was currently only a Soul Scholar. Even with his Martial Soul possessed, his speed and strength were clearly inferior to Soul Elders above level forty.

His physical defenses ultimately could not completely ignore attacks of that level.

"Rip!"

The long blade viciously cleaved into Lu Chen's left ribs, the crisp sound of bone splitting making one's teeth ache.

On the other side, the tiger claw instantly tore through the muscles of his right arm.

Half his shoulder, along with his collarbone, was forcibly ripped open, blood spraying out like a fountain.

"It hit!"

Jiao Yuan was overjoyed, convinced victory was in his grasp.

In midair, Du Bushi watched the scene. His clenched fist slowly relaxed, and a trace of gravity appeared in his eyes.

"This kid's strength and speed are ultimately only around level thirty. Facing the combined attack of three Soul Elders, he can't dodge it at all."

However, just as everyone thought Lu Chen would be torn apart by their combined strike, his body turned red once again.

Terrifying steam poured from his pores.

"That's the combat skill he used to kill that Soul Elder earlier!" Chen Lü cried out in shock.

"What kind of combat skill is this? It can actually concentrate all the strength in his body in an instant!"

Vina's face was filled with confusion.

She had not seen clearly when Lu Chen used it for the first time. Seeing it again now, she only found it strange and powerful.

Du Bushi narrowed his eyes, using his vast spiritual power to carefully observe the changes in Lu Chen.

"He is using a secret technique to forcibly squeeze his heart's ability to pump blood, instantly driving his blood and qi power to its peak and breaking through his body's limits.

Then he concentrates it at a single point and releases it.

This is a fist technique that completely abandons defense in pursuit of ultimate destructive power."

As expected of a Super Douluo—he had seen through the workings of the Heartburst Liberation Fist with only a glance.

Du Bushi took a deep breath, his tone filled with amazement.

"If it could be combined with this sect's Unity of Heaven and Man, this old man truly cannot imagine how terrifying a realm this fist technique could ultimately reach."

At these words, the other three were all invigorated.

Especially Jiang Yixi.

Her Martial Soul was Hands. If she could learn this fist technique, she might be able to challenge opponents above her level.

"Compared to such a purely violent fist technique, I prefer that flowing-water combat skill from earlier," Vina said.

"That is called the Flowing Water Rock-Shattering Fist."

Tang Ya suddenly added from the side, "But this fist technique needs to be paired with a specific secret breathing method. Otherwise, it can't achieve the same results as Little Chen."

Chen Lü's eyes lit up. "Looks like I need to get on good terms with my junior brother. If he gets happy, maybe he'll pass the fist technique on to me!"

The other two nodded in deep agreement.

On the street, Lu Chen's face was covered in blood, yet his smile grew increasingly wild.

It was as though he could not feel any pain at all.

The instant the blade entered his body, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and tightly grabbed the blade buried deep in his bones.

He let its sharp edge sever the tendons in his fingers.

Not only did he not retreat, he instead took a fierce step forward along the blade's momentum.

"Y-you... you're insane!"

Jiao Yuan stared at Lu Chen, now right before him, and screamed in terror.

"You really never learn!"

With that, Lu Chen's right fist suddenly shot out with an unstoppable, violent aura.

The air around his fist was compressed so intensely that visible white ripples appeared.

"Boom!"

This punch landed squarely on Jiao Yuan's chest.

The clothes on Jiao Yuan's back instantly exploded, the aftershock of the fist force piercing through him.

His body bent like a cooked shrimp, his eyes bulging.

The organs within him were nearly pulverized by that punch.

Then he flew out like a cannonball, knocking down several Soul Elders along the way.

Finally, he crashed heavily into a crack in the ground, his fate unknown.

"Third Brother!"

Fan Lü's eyes nearly split apart.

Taking advantage of the opening after Lu Chen threw his right fist, he swept out his right leg with all his soul power.

It struck Lu Chen's left knee with perfect precision.

"Crack!"

With a crisp snap, Lu Chen's left leg broke into several pieces, blood flowing freely.

His body faltered, and he dropped to one knee.

Seeing this, the surrounding Soul Elders all seized the opportunity, unleashing long-range Soul Skills like Ice Arrow and Blazing Fireball to blanket Lu Chen with attacks!

A fierce glint flashed through Lu Chen's eyes.

"A bunch of flies!"

He braced one hand against the ground, his right hand forming a blade.

In that instant, his right arm seemed to vanish into thin air.

It had not truly disappeared. Its swinging frequency was simply so fast that it turned into countless transparent arcs!

"Screech! Screech! Screech!"

The incoming Soul Skills were forcibly sliced apart by an extremely sharp current of air when they came within half a meter of him, dissipating into nothingness.

Immediately afterward, Lu Chen used his left hand for leverage and kicked off the ground fiercely with one foot, shooting forward like a cannonball.

In the next instant, he had appeared at the front of the crowd.

"So fast!"

The scar-faced man's pupils contracted sharply. Looking at Lu Chen, who had suddenly appeared before him, his face filled with terror.

The hook-nosed man beside him trembled all over. Seeing Lu Chen covered in blood and wearing a cold, indifferent expression, it was as if he had seen an evil ghost from hell.

At that moment, the wound on Lu Chen's shoulder was rapidly healing.

It was as if a person originally split in two were gradually fusing back together.

At the broken end of his left leg, blood churned like bubbles, while bone visibly regenerated before their eyes!

"I... I was wrong! D-don't kill me!"

The hook-nosed man cried out in terror and turned to flee.

Yet Lu Chen seemed not to hear him. His Hands became blades as he swept them outward.

Countless transparent currents of air instantly shot forth!

The next moment, before the scar-faced man and the hook-nosed man could even scream, their bodies were sliced into countless pieces.

Blood scattered across the ground.

The scene was horrifying beyond belief!

The entire area fell into dead silence once more!