Taking On Two Titled Douluo Alone

In Suotuo City, inside a shabby little house.

After six years apart, Qian Renxue and her disciple Lu Mingzi finally met again.

"Mingzi."

Qian Renxue took Lu Mingzi's hand, her heart aching. Her pupils contracted as she looked over the wounds covering him.

"It's nothing. Just a few scratches."

Even Lu Mingzi felt embarrassed saying it. He scratched his head awkwardly.

He had wounds almost everywhere, with flesh split open in dozens of places. Who would believe those were just scratches?

But for Lu Mingzi, it was the truth. He would recover completely in a few days.

Heavens, what had this kid been through?

Even Snake Lance and Pufferfish, the two Titled Douluo hidden in the shadows, were stunned by the sight.

They had fought countless battles and been Titled Douluo for years, yet they had never seen anyone so badly injured still bouncing around.

And Lu Mingzi had only just come of age. He was a fledgling Soul Elder.

"You..."

Qian Renxue held Lu Mingzi tight. Tears dripped onto his back.

Guilt filled her. She had taken him as her disciple, but the mission she bore had kept them apart for six years.

Unable to fulfill her duties as his master, Qian Renxue had carried that apology all this time.

"Ahem. Young Mistress, we're still here."

Snake Lance coughed at the worst possible moment. Qian Renxue came to herself and drew back a little from Lu Mingzi.

"Never mind that. Let me heal you first!"

Lu Mingzi sat cross-legged on the old bed.

Qian Renxue sat behind him and pressed both palms to his back, channeling Soul Power into him.

A warm current filled with light flowed endlessly into his meridians. Sacred Soul Power suffused every part of him, leaving him pleasantly warm.

Lu Mingzi's eyes flew open. A searing pain shot through his arm, as though ten million needles were stabbing it.

The black markings had faded.

Lu Mingzi fell silent, staring in disbelief at the markings on his arm.

He remembered what the black book said about the union of yin and yang. The mysterious Black Egg in his Spiritual Sea had also mentioned the Six-Winged Angel's power of yang.

Could the Six-Winged Angel's Soul Power be the power of yang?

Lu Mingzi quickly dismissed the idea.

The Black Egg had said he was too weak. Until his level caught up to Qian Renxue's, he could not obtain the power of yang.

Perhaps the black markings were being suppressed by yin and yang coming into balance.

Qian Renxue's Soul Power poured in like clear spring water, slowly washing away the traces of the black markings.

At the same time, Lu Mingzi felt his body mending. New flesh and skin slowly grew over his wounds.

Three days passed.

Lu Mingzi was much better. Left to recover on his own, he probably would have needed seven days to heal.

With Qian Renxue's help, he was back to normal in three.

"Where is he?"

Qian Renxue sat exhausted on the bed. When she opened her eyes, Lu Mingzi was gone.

She had spent the past few days healing him, draining much of her Soul Power and wearing herself out.

She pushed open the door. Bright sunlight fell across the ground. Beyond it lay a grove, where three figures stood in a clearing.

Pufferfish stood with his arms folded, looking imposing. Beside him, Snake Lance drove his long spear hard into the dirt.

Across from them,

Lu Mingzi released his Martial Soul. The Demonfire Blade flew from his palm, rapidly swelling until he gripped it in his hand.

Black mist spread over his body, then formed a web of interwoven markings. A pair of black wings tore out from his back.

"Which of you seniors wants to go first?"

He spoke calmly, looking straight at the two Titled Douluo.

Ever since his wounds healed, Snake Lance and Pufferfish had been clamoring to test his strength.

They wanted to see whether he had slacked off during the past six years.

"That's the spirit! I'll take you on first!"

Pufferfish flashed in front of Snake Lance. He was fat, but astonishingly fast.

"Let me introduce myself properly. My name is Ci Xue, but my title is Pufferfish, so that's what people usually call me."

"And Snake Lance here—his real name is She Long."

After introducing himself, Ci Xue pointed behind him and introduced She Long as well.

"Fatty, I don't need you to introduce me."

She Long's voice was cold.

"Fine, fine."

Ci Xue turned away helplessly.

"Kid, I'll suppress my level to thirty-two. Let's have a fair fight!"

Soul Power erupted from him, shaking the entire forest, before he forced it back down.

"Senior Ci Xue, Senior She Long, I have a suggestion."

Lu Mingzi suddenly spoke up.

"Oh?"

She Long and Ci Xue looked at him in confusion.

"I want you both to come at me together."

The two Titled Douluo froze.

Even setting their Soul Power Levels aside, their years of combat experience alone would let them crush several Soul Elders.

Yet Lu Mingzi wanted to fight them both at once. The challenge delighted them.

He wants to fight Snake Lance and Pufferfish at the same level?

Qian Renxue had arrived just in time to see this. Lu Mingzi possessed the rare Twin Martial Souls.

His Second Soul Ring was even at the thousand-year level, and his Soul Skills were formidable.

Even so, the gap in this fight struck her as far too great.

"Very well, little brother Lu. Just don't regret it!"

Ci Xue laughed heartily and released his Martial Soul. A huge pufferfish appeared behind him, and his body swelled even larger.

She Long stepped beside him, the Snake Lance in his hand gleaming gold.

"Come on!"

Lu Mingzi charged first. Though they had suppressed their levels, this was his first time facing Titled Douluo.

Their combat experience was still there. He could not underestimate them.

For the first time, he released both Martial Souls. He would use every card he held to test his true strength.

Boom!

Black flames erupted along the Demonfire Blade, while thick, dark-green poisonous mist rolled off it.

Lu Mingzi lunged, slashing at Ci Xue.

"What potent poison!"

Ci Xue praised it repeatedly as he entered Martial Soul Possession. His body swelled several times over, and the pufferfish behind him opened its mouth and inhaled.

Flames and poison vanished into its belly, where they became its own energy.

"Kid, behind you!"

She Long's voice rang out from behind him. The snake head on his spear looked ferocious as the Snake Lance streaked toward him like a meteor.

Ci Xue seized the opening and attacked in concert with She Long. While Lu Mingzi's attention was elsewhere, he threw a punch!

Third Soul Skill: Mystic Body, Fire-Bathed Method!

Lu Mingzi activated his Soul Skill. Fierce flames engulfed him, multiplying his physical strength and defense.

Clang!

She Long's Snake Lance and Ci Xue's fist struck the barrier of flame, ringing out like metal cleaving stone.

"Seniors, catch this!"

Lu Mingzi bent his knees, gathering strength. Soul Power burst from him, and the Demonfire Blade tore violently through the air.

Eight fiery-red blades of energy shot out. The two men each caught two of them.

Boom!

The fire blades struck the Snake Lance. She Long gritted his teeth and tried to hold firm, but the terrifying impact sent him flying.

Forced to restore his strength, he shattered the two fire blades with one palm strike.

Ci Xue fared little better. Even in Martial Soul Possession, taking two fire blades was clearly a struggle.

In the end, he restored his strength too, scattered the fire blades, and conceded.

"Kid, you win."

Ci Xue spoke first. Beside him, She Long withdrew his Martial Soul with a disdainful look and leaned quietly against a tree.

"I've learned a lot."

Lu Mingzi withdrew his Martial Souls and gasped for breath. Using Soul Skills in quick succession had consumed too much Soul Power.

"Haha, Mingzi, you've grown much stronger in these six years."

Qian Renxue approached with a smile, and Lu Mingzi nodded back.

"But I can't let you leave again. You're coming back to the imperial household with me, and you're not allowed to stray a single step from my side."

"If you sneak away and I catch you... I'll break your legs~"