Chapter 12 Awakening a second True Spirit? Resisting a ten-thousand-year Soul Skill head-on! Instant kill, shocking the whole arena!
Yu Jingcheng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"Too much nonsense."
Yu Jingcheng faintly spat out four words, then extended a finger and hooked it gently.
"Come."
"Seeking death!"
Zhao Meng instantly became enraged.
"Martial Soul Possession!"
Roar!
A violent bear roar exploded, Zhao Meng's body suddenly expanded, black fur grew wildly, and his whole person transformed into a half-human, half-bear monster.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.
Five Soul Rings pulsed beneath his feet, especially that black ten-thousand-year spirit ring, which shone brilliantly.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Violent Bear Earth-Rending Slash!"
Zhao Meng didn't hold back at all, directly unleashing his strongest ten-thousand-year Soul Skill right from the start.
He pressed his palms together, and khaki-colored Soul Power converged frantically.
It transformed into a terrifying blade light several meters long, carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, slashing down towards Yu Jingcheng's head!
This strike was heavy and powerful, enough to severely wound a defense system Soul King of the same level.
However.
Facing this exceptionally fierce strike, Yu Jingcheng actually didn't dodge or evade.
He didn't even release his Martial Soul!
"Is he crazy?!"
A series of exclamations erupted from the audience.
Just as that khaki blade light was about to hit his body, Yu Jingcheng finally moved.
But he didn't dodge, nor did he counterattack.
Instead, he slightly turned his body and used his shoulder to meet that blade light head-on!
"Ice Fire Golden Body."
Yu Jingcheng muttered to himself.
The next moment, the skin under his black robe instantly became crystal clear, with red and blue halos flowing under the membrane, like divine jade.
Boom—!!!
A violent explosion resounded throughout the arena, dust rose everywhere, and rubble flew.
Everyone held their breath, staring fixedly at the center of the stage.
"This kid is dead for sure, right?
Resisting a ten-thousand-year Soul Skill with his Physical Body?"
"Too arrogant..."
However, when the dust settled.
The entire arena was instantly dead silent.
Yu Jingcheng was seen still standing in the same spot, not even moving half a step.
Yu Jingcheng patted the non-existent dust off his shoulder.
Although a corner of his black robe was torn by the force, revealing skin like white mutton-fat jade, on that skin...
Not even a white mark was left!
Yu Jingcheng was secretly delighted.
'Sure enough, it's just as I suspected. Under that high-intensity Body Refining, my body has long exceeded the scope of an ordinary Physique.'
'Although I don't know the secret method for Awakening a True Spirit from the Body Sect in Douluo II, with a path to follow and some exploration, I can still make a name for myself.'
In Douluo II, the Skydream Ice Worm sacrificed itself to Huo Yuhao.
It gave Huo Yuhao a Soul-less 'Ice'.
After the Ice Empress sacrificed herself to Huo Yuhao and became his Spirit Soul.
This Soul-less Ice Martial Soul became the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion.
Yu Jingcheng's Martial Soul was special.
Although strong, it was a Body-Separating Martial Soul.
To be safe, Yu Jingcheng had very high requirements for his own body.
If he could Awaken a True Spirit, it would be for the best.
"This... how is this possible?!"
Zhao Meng's eyes almost popped out. He looked at his trembling and numb hands, his face full of disbelief.
"Is this the full-strength strike of a level fifty-eight attack system Soul King?"
Yu Jingcheng looked up, his tone carrying a hint of disappointment.
"Too weak."
"It's not even enough to scratch an itch."
This was the terror of the Ice Fire Golden Body!
Impervious to water and fire, invulnerable to blades and spears, a Physical Body reaching sanctity!
Never mind level fifty-eight, even a level sixty Soul Emperor in the Early Stage would find it difficult to break his defense with physical attacks alone.
"Since you've finished your turn, it's mine."
A golden light flashed in Yu Jingcheng's eyes.
Ang—!
A majestic and vast dragon roar suddenly exploded within the Martial Soul arena.
Sacred, domineering, and supreme!
The Light Holy Dragon Martial Soul finally revealed its true form!
Following that, five Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath Yu Jingcheng's feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple!
In order not to attract the attention of the Spirit Hall.
Yu Jingcheng temporarily used his Spiritual Power to disguise the hundred thousand year spirit ring as purple.
As for the fourth and fifth rings, they were the original black.
This way, although he would still be seen as a Prodigy by many.
It was definitely much better than having a hundred thousand year ring as the third ring.
Just as the audience thought the ones following would be purple and black.
A deep black light suddenly bloomed.
Black!
Black!
Five Soul Rings, it was actually the terrifying configuration of two yellow, one purple, and two black!
"A... ten-thousand-year fourth ring?!"
"All ten-thousand-year spirit rings?!"
The whole arena instantly boiled over, and countless people stood up in shock and horror.
Zhao Meng was even more stiffened by this terrifying Martial Soul pressure, his very Soul trembling.
"I'll use you to test this move."
Yu Jingcheng's gaze was indifferent, and the Soul Ring from the twenty-thousand-year Heavenly Dragon Horse beneath his feet suddenly lit up.
The Light Holy Dragon roared as it was summoned, the spiral single horn on its forehead radiating brilliant light.
"Fourth Soul Skill—Holy Dragon Judgment Light!"
Swish!
A platinum beam of light, only as thick as a finger but condensed to the extreme, instantly pierced through the Void Realm.
Fast!
Too fast!
So fast that Zhao Meng had no time to make any defensive moves at all.
Puff!
A soft sound.
Zhao Meng's proud "Iron Wall" defense was like paper in front of this beam of light.
The beam instantly pierced his right shoulder, bringing out a spray of blood, and then, without losing momentum, it slammed directly into the protective shield at the back of the arena.
Crack!
The protective shield, which was strong enough to withstand an attack from a Soul Emperor, was actually blasted into a pit full of cracks by this single strike!
"Ah—!!!"
Only then did Zhao Meng's shrill scream finally ring out.
He clutched his pierced shoulder and looked in terror at the figure that seemed like a deity.
No longer having his previous arrogance, he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"I... I surrender!"
The whole arena was silent.
One move!
Instant kill!
Yu Jingcheng slowly withdrew the Light Holy Dragon, his black robe once again covering his whole body as he turned and walked off the stage.
Leaving behind only a lonely and proud back, and a faint evaluation:
"Boring."
That same day.
The name "Holy Dragon" was like a sudden hurricane, sweeping through the entire Heaven Dou City.
From luxurious aristocratic banquets to the secret meeting rooms of major powers.
On almost everyone's desk lay a report about this mysterious young man.
Although the content of this report wasn't much, every line was enough to make one's heart jump.
First, young.
Although Yu Jingcheng wore a mask and a black robe.
His voice, build, and the kind of vigor and sharpness that only young people have could not be hidden.
According to the speculation of the Great Spirit Arena's senior Appraisers, this person's Bone Age was definitely no more than twenty-five years old!
A level fifty-five Soul King at twenty-five years old?
In the entire history of the Douluo Continent, this could be called as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns!
Second, the Soul Ring configuration.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black.
Especially that fourth Soul Ring, it was actually at the ten-thousand-year level!
This completely broke the iron law of the Soul Master World!