Chapter 275: Xiao Yu vs. Guang Ling
"It is indeed I!"
Guang Ling Douluo, who looked like a child, stood tall and said proudly, "I never expected someone as young as you to break through to the Titled Douluo level. With such talent, no wonder Xiao Xue has taken a liking to you! For her sake, if you are willing to lead the Nine Star Palace to join the Spirit Hall, we old fellows will support you and Xiao Xue as the next successors of the Spirit Hall!"
"Guang Ling Douluo!"
Xiao Yu's lips curled slightly as he said, "For Xiao Xue's sake, if you are willing to surrender and join the Nine Star Palace now, I can also spare your life and let you live out your remaining years in peace!"
Guang Ling Douluo's eyes turned cold: "So there's no room for negotiation?"
"Has Guang Ling Douluo never heard the saying?"
Xiao Yu stared directly at Guang Ling Douluo, enunciating each word clearly: "Better—to—be—shattered—jade—than—intact—tile!"
"In that case, you can die!"
Guang Ling Douluo let out a long roar, releasing his third soul skill, Frost Realm. Ice mist spread endlessly from his body as the center.
"Hahahaha, kid, let me show you my power!"
Guang Ling Douluo laughed strangely, hiding within the ice mist. Although his actual age was over ninety, his personality was as childish as his stature. Now that his playful side had been triggered, he only wanted to toy with Xiao Yu.
His light black fifth soul ring lit up as Guang Ling Douluo casually drew his bow and released ice arrows. His fifth soul skill, Endless Pursuit, was a lock-on skill that allowed the arrows to track their target continuously. One after another, ice arrows shot out from different angles, tracing various arcs in the air, all ultimately heading toward Xiao Yu.
"Old Five, use your full strength! This kid's power is terrifying. The Third Elder died at his hands!"
At that moment, the anxious voice of Lion Douluo rang out. Seeing the layer of ice mist appear, Lion Douluo, who had known Guang Ling Douluo for over fifty years, immediately understood his thoughts and hurriedly warned him.
Xiao Yu's strength could not be measured by the standards of an ordinary Titled Douluo. From the fact that he had just forcefully killed Blue Luan Douluo, it was clear that his peak strength was no less than Qian Daoliu's.
Even if he had expended some energy in the fight against Blue Luan Douluo, if Guang Ling Douluo approached him with a playful mindset, he would likely fall to Xiao Yu's sword within three moves.
Losing two elders in a single battle would be a heavy blow even to the Spirit Hall.
"What?"
Hearing Lion Douluo's warning, Guang Ling Douluo was shocked. When he arrived at Sunset Forest, he had noticed that Blue Luan Douluo was already dead, but he hadn't sensed the presence of anyone with soul power beyond level 97. He had assumed that someone had used a mutual destruction tactic against Blue Luan Douluo. He never expected that the one who killed Blue Luan Douluo was Xiao Yu, whose soul power fluctuations were still below level 95.
"Guang Ling Douluo, today I will teach you a lesson as well. Soul power level doesn't determine everything. Let me show you the gap between us!"
The ice mist was nothing more than a minor obstruction in the face of Xiao Yu's spiritual power. Xiao Yu had no trouble locking onto Guang Ling Douluo's position.
100,000-year right leg soul bone skill—Instant Teleportation!
Guang Ling Douluo only felt a blur before his eyes, and Xiao Yu had already disappeared from his original position. In the next moment, a pitch-black figure appeared directly above him.
Xiao Yu's right leg swung down with tremendous force, aiming straight for Guang Ling Douluo's head. With the amplification of the 100,000-year soul bone, the strength of his right leg was comparable to rare metal.
Guang Ling Douluo's expression changed drastically. Almost instinctively, he raised his Guang Ling Divine Bow to block.
With a loud bang, Guang Ling Douluo let out a muffled groan. His body was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xiao Yu, you deserve to die!"
After landing, Guang Ling Douluo created a massive crater in the ground. His luxurious Elder Hall robe was torn to shreds from the impact, which was nothing short of a humiliating disgrace for someone with a childlike temperament like him.
Guang Ling Douluo let out a beast-like roar from his throat. A sapphire-blue icy light condensed around his body, eventually transforming into a powerful beam that shot into the sky.
Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!
In an instant, the Guang Ling Divine Bow in his hand grew nearly ten times larger, radiating a dazzling light that seemed to rival the heavens and the earth.
Eighth Soul Skill, Boundless Frost!
In the state of his Martial Soul True Body, Guang Ling Douluo unleashed his eighth soul skill. As he drew the bowstring, countless sapphire-blue icy lights continuously gathered in front of the divine bow. The terrifying energy contained within was enough to threaten even a Titled Douluo.
As Guang Ling Douluo released his grip, the immense energy burst forth. The massive light wave transformed into a sky full of icy arrows, all aimed directly at Xiao Yu.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Countless arrows struck Xiao Yu at lightning speed, and deafening explosions erupted in the sky.
The terrifying energy instantly swept out, turning into a fierce gale that spread in all directions. The trees below were uprooted and blown askew, while the weaker soul masters were sent tumbling, some even fainting on the spot.
"Kid, you underestimated me! My eighth soul skill, amplified by my Martial Soul True Body, is something even the Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, would need to activate his Martial Soul True Body to block!"
Guang Ling Douluo smirked, filled with confidence in his attack.
But the next moment, his expression froze. Xiao Yu stood calmly in mid-air, completely unharmed. A black light spread from his chest, covering his entire body.
100,000-Year Torso Soul Bone Skill, Nether Emperor's Protection!
Under the defense of the soul bone skill, Guang Ling Douluo's eighth soul skill didn't even manage to touch a single corner of Xiao Yu's clothing.
"Is this... a 100,000-year torso soul bone skill?" Guang Ling Douluo muttered in disbelief.
Among the six soul bones, the torso soul bone was the most precious, and a 100,000-year torso soul bone was as rare as a phoenix feather or a unicorn's horn.
With the status and strength of the Spirit Hall's elders, as well as the Spirit Hall's over ten thousand years of heritage, all seven elders were equipped with full sets of soul bones.
However, among the seven, only Qian Daoliu's torso soul bone met the 100,000-year standard. Aside from him, only Golden Crocodile, Qian Jun, and Jiang Mo, who relied on their ancestors' blessings, possessed one or two soul bones that reached the 100,000-year mark.
Guang Ling Douluo's torso soul bone wasn't even 50,000 years old. Among his six soul bones, the one with the highest age was his left leg soul bone, which barely reached 80,000 years. While it was indeed a priceless treasure for most soul masters, compared to a 100,000-year torso soul bone, it was like comparing half a pound of scrap iron to eight taels of gold.
(End of Chapter)
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