So long-winded, Light of the Corona! [Revised!]

Beiming Lieyang raised his right hand and pulled the Corona Sword from his back.

His Solar Star God Martial Soul had two forms when possessing him.

The first was the armor form.

The martial soul was like a seamless crimson armor that wrapped around his entire body; this was normal possession.

The second was the materialized form.

He summoned the body of the Solar Star God Apollo, over a dozen meters tall, standing like a huge mecha upon the battlefield.

And Beiming Lieyang himself was transferred inside, just like entering a cockpit, truly piloting a mecha in the literal sense.

But this form could only be unlocked at the Title Douluo level.

This was also one of the reasons why Beiming Lieyang had been in such a rush to level up.

Which boy didn't want to pilot a mecha?

Armor or mecha, both were a man's romance.

The all-attribute amplification brought by ordinary beast martial soul possession usually ranged between 10% and 50%.

Top-tier beast martial souls like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon could reach 80% or even 100%.

As for the Solar Star God Martial Soul, whether in armor form or future mecha form, the possession amplification reached as high as 600%.

Beiming Lieyang was currently at level sixty, a quasi-Spirit Emperor.

The 130% all-attribute amplification from the external spirit bone, coupled with the 100% all-attribute amplification inherent to the Solar Star God Martial Soul when standing under the sun, added up to 830% when these three were combined.

After all, according to the original setting values of the Cosmic Star Gods, the ability panels of other star gods often had only a few sparse stars, unevenly distributed.

Only the Solar Star God Apollo had all its value bars completely maxed out, a full fifteen stars.

He was totally a numerical monster!

Is he going to spar with a Title Douluo?

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disbelief.

He looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and although that suit of crimson armor indeed exuded an unusual aura, his opponent was Dugu Bo, a Title Douluo.

Even if it was just a spar, that was still a Title Douluo.

A teenager in his teens, wearing a suit of iron armor, dared to challenge a Title Douluo?

"Master, this..."

Dugu Bo also hesitated somewhat.

He could sense the surging power wrapped beneath that layer of armor on Beiming Lieyang, but the gap in ranks was right there.

"Afraid the venue won't be enough to cut loose?"

Beiming Lieyang looked around; this training ground was not small, but if they went all out, it truly wouldn't be enough.

Dugu Bo was about to speak and explain, but saw Beiming Lieyang raise his left hand, his palm holding a piece of ice-blue frost.

Immediately following,

five spirit rings emerged one by one at his feet, slowly pulsing upward.

Four blacks and one red should have been a nonexistent configuration in the eyes of the people of this world.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling froze at the same time.

How could this be??

Four blacks and one red?

What kind of configuration was this precisely?

Wasn't the spirit ring configuration supposed to be yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black?

And red should be a 100,000-year spirit ring, right.

A five-ring Spirit King possessing a 100,000-year spirit ring, what kind of concept was this?

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's gazes locked fixedly onto that red spirit ring, as if wanting to see right through that flash of red.

Beiming Lieyang raised his hand and tossed it; the Void Mysterious Ice rapidly expanded and split in midair,

spreading piece by piece in all directions to encase the entire training ground.

Accompanied by a wave of spatial distortion, the entire training ground seemed to be stripped from its original space

and transferred into a domain filled with ice and deep blue radiance.

Void Mysterious Ice, Mysterious Ice Illusion.

Dugu Bo felt the surrounding space suddenly transform, his gaze narrowing slightly.

He had never seen such a method, directly pulling a venue into another space.

Could this be a spatial-type domain spirit skill??

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were even more completely at a loss for words.

The illusion of being sucked into another space made their spines chill.

This teenager had changed the battlefield with a flick of his hand.

Dugu Bo looked at the ice crystals scattered around, his throat bobbing up and down.

He had witnessed the power of the Void Mysterious Ice—portable, usable at any time, with a threefold all-attribute amplification.

The very existence of this thing was the most direct negation of the "number one auxiliary martial soul under heaven".

"Alright, the venue conversion is complete. It won't affect the training ground of your estate."

Beiming Lieyang's voice came out from under the armor,

"Moreover, being in this space, there will be a continuous stream of mysterious ice energy to repair injuries."

Repair injuries?

A trace of shock flashed across Dugu Bo's eyes.

Able to trap enemies, able to amplify, and able to heal injuries.

Wasn't the Void Mysterious Ice a bit too formidable?

"Master, this subordinate overstepped. Should this subordinate suppress my strength to match Master's..."

"So nagging!"

The Solar Star God armor instantly contracted amidst a clanging chorus of metal, transforming into a crimson sphere of light.

The corona ring closed inward, and the Corona Sword stood upright atop the sphere.

Bountiful optical energy frantically converged, and the entire Mysterious Ice Illusion trembled, erupting with blinding solar flares, like the sun collapsing and being reborn in that single instant.

Cosmic Star God optical energy aggregation form: ultra-fast absorption and recovery of energy, and enhanced attacks!

As the light receded, the human shape was remodeled.

Beiming Lieyang drew his sword and pointed it at the sky, the tip of the blade level with his chest, his left hand forming a sword-finger, quickly swiping upward across the body of the sword toward the sky.

A pillar of golden light surged straight up into the dome along the spine of the sword.

The dark blue vault of the Mysterious Ice Illusion was torn open in an instant, and the entire sky surged into a crimson red, like the corona burning, like the sun roaring.

The next second, the pillar of light poured back down, smashing onto the Corona Sword.

The light exploded, and an energy giant sword dozens of meters long abruptly took shape.

Sun True Fire rolled and leaped along the blade, and the scorching light illuminated the entire Mysterious Ice Illusion as if it were broad daylight.

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted sharply.

He felt it from that giant sword—

that was a power he had never faced against poison attributes: a scorching, holy, irresistible power of judgment.

That power was judging him, expelling him, and burning away everything on him that did not belong to the light.

At that instant, his poison arts were like shadows targeted by sunlight, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to flee.

He had no time to think further as the Green Scale Poisonous Dragon Martial Soul abruptly possessed him, executing the True Body of the Martial Soul to transform into a massive Green Scale Poisonous Dragon.

All attributes surged severalfold.

Yet that giant sword had already slashed down.

Beiming Lieyang gripped the sword with both hands and slashed fiercely downward toward the front.

The moment the Corona Sword of Judgment fell, the entire Mysterious Ice Illusion trembled, and the Sun True Fire poured down like a waterfall, the scorching light stripping away, burning, and purifying the dragon's poisonous fog layer by layer.

The defense Dugu Bo had hastily erected was torn apart like paper the moment it contacted the blade edge.

With a loud boom,

the ink-green dragon was directly blasted flying, smashing through several pieces of mysterious ice before heavily crashing down at the edge of the illusion.

The ground of the entire Mysterious Ice Illusion was torn open with a deep gash by that sword scar, and lava-like gold-and-red light gushed out from the crevices, the scorching aura lingering for a long time.

A solar strike, the judgment falls, poison and coldness have nowhere to hide.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stood at the edge of the arena, their heartbeats stopping abruptly.

They watched that ink-green dragon get blasted flying by a single sword strike, watched that lava sword scar split open on the ground, leaving only a single thought in their minds.

How could this be?

A Title Douluo, knocked down by a single sword strike.

A five-ring Spirit King, knocking down a Title Douluo with one sword.

The two of them froze in place, their necks cracking and turning stiffly as if they had rusted, exchanging a glance and seeing the same terror and shock in each other's eyes.

"This... this is..."

Dugu Yan's voice was dry, and she couldn't manage to connect the second half of her sentence no matter what.

Ye Lingling did not speak. Her gaze fell upon Beiming Lieyang.

That crimson armor was slowly fading its light, as if that kind of destructive power had never existed in the first place.

She had seen many geniuses, but she had never seen someone like this.

A teenager who looked only thirteen or four years old had cleaved open all the defenses of a Title Douluo with a single sword.

She suddenly understood one thing—

why Dugu Bo had bowed his head to him.

This was simply too terrifying.

"Can you earnestly trade blows with me now?"

Beiming Lieyang raised the Corona Sword and pointed it at Dugu Bo.

"Otherwise, you will die!"