Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 945 The Holy King has arrived and the title confrontation is underway!
Chen Mu and his companions gathered around in a hurry, and the atmosphere was filled with tension.

Chen Shurui took out a small treasure box, but at this moment, Chen Xiaojun raised his hand and hissed in pain, obviously pulling the wound.

Chen Xiaojun gently pushed open the small treasure box and said, "No need to use the Ancient Dust Pill. Use the Purple Cloud Silver Leaf Pill instead."

Su Ningxia frowned upon hearing this, her eyes full of worry: "But, Master, your injury is so serious..."

Chen Xiaojun gently waved his hand and interrupted her: "Listen to me."

The power of the Ancient Dust Pill is so strong that it requires a long period of practice to be absorbed, but the Silver Wolf Saint King is about to arrive and he does not have that luxury of time.

Although the Purple Cloud Silver Leaf Pill is slightly inferior in healing effect, it can quickly calm the meridians and does not require a long time to digest, making it more suitable.

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At this time, Chu Bohan slowly approached with a serious expression.

Chen Xiaojun hurriedly asked, "Teacher Chu, how is Director Li doing?"

Chu Bohan shook his head heavily and said in a low voice: "His injuries are extremely serious. The wounds are so deep that the bones can be seen. He has lost a lot of blood, and his internal organs are severely damaged and have shown signs of rupture."

Chen Xiaojun's heart sank, and he asked, "What should we do now?"

Chu Bohan sighed and said, "We have given Director Li an emergency pill and performed preliminary bandaging on him."

"But unfortunately, there is no soul master among us who is good at life-related healing techniques, so we cannot provide him with more in-depth treatment."

Chen Mu clenched his fists and said, "I just hope this battle can end as soon as possible, and we can return to the academy as soon as possible to seek better treatment for Director Li."

Chu Bohan nodded, his expression revealing a bit of helplessness: "The Silver Wolf Saint King is coming soon, we can only do our best to deal with it first."

"Although we have wiped out most of the Wolf Bandits, and even killed two of their leaders, there are still a small number of Wolf Bandits who have escaped. The situation is still not optimistic."

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "How many casualties have we suffered?"

Chu Bohan couldn't help but feel a little depressed, "After two battles, half of the casualties, less than 30 people, everyone is injured."

Everyone felt a tightness in their hearts when they heard this.

Chu Bohan laughed at himself, "To be honest, I have never seen a Saint King-level wolf beast in my life."

"Hong Chen, if the Silver Wolf Saint King really can't stop it, you can take a few of the little guys and run away. We teachers will stay and buy you some time."

Chen Xiaojun raised his hand to interrupt him, "Teacher, it's too early to say this."

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Chen Xiaojun witnessed Darcy Rahman Khan being defeated under the surging blood power of Shen Lang, like a fallen leaf in the wind, unable to resist at all.

With a hint of bitterness on his lips, he whispered softly, "I was wrong. I should have thought of it earlier."

He secretly regretted in his heart that his second martial soul, the Seven Killing Swords of the Nether Sea, was far superior in quality and power to the seventh-grade martial soul, the Jade Blood Sword. If he had used it earlier, why would he have fallen into such a predicament just now?

This self-reflection made him realize that he still had a long way to go, both in terms of accumulating combat experience and in his ability to understand his opponents.

At this time, Chen Mu on the side said jokingly: "Oh, you also have times when you feel so depressed."

Chen Xiaojun smiled bitterly and responded: "After all, I am just a half-grown child."

Chen Mu almost burst out laughing when he heard this, "Bah, you can actually say that."

Chen Shurui slapped his forehead and shouted with a frown, "Sixth brother, your sudden 'immaturity' is too much for my little heart to bear."

Chen Bin added: "Typical tsundere behavior!"

Chen Xiaojun shrugged, "I am only a few months older than you two."

Chen Shurui rolled his eyes and said slowly, "Haha, do you believe that? A director of the Economic Management Department who is less than 14 years old."

Chen Xiaojun couldn't help but laugh, it was a laugh that was a bit self-deprecating and relieved.

In this world where the strong are respected, strength has never been the only criterion for measuring combat effectiveness. It is not equal to combat talent. Experience and wisdom are equally important. Today's battle has undoubtedly taught him a vivid lesson.

At this moment, Chen Mu suddenly said something without any beginning or end, breaking the silence: "Are you sure?"

Chen Xiaojun exhaled lightly, his eyes deep, "It depends on the specific situation."

Chen Mu's brows twisted into knots when he heard this. "What the hell? The Silver Wolf Saint King is almost here, and you're telling me you're not sure?!"

Chen Xiaojun gave a bitter smile, "What? You still want me to do 'my fate is in my own hands'? We have done everything we can. The rest depends on the reaction of the family and the direction of the situation."

Chen Mu was still unwilling to ask: "You arranged for Teacher You to go out, didn't you go to the family to report the news?"

Chen Xiaojun shook his head, with a look of deep meaning in his expression, "To be precise, I will not let Teacher You go directly to the family..."

Chen Mu seemed to have been hit by a club, "Then where do you want her to go?!"

At this moment, Chen Shurui suddenly interrupted their conversation with a hint of urgency in his voice: "Look, the situation on the field has changed!"

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Shen Lang's unique blood attribute was like an undercurrent, which made Darcy Rahman Khan hesitate to use his proud wolf blood flame when facing him.

However, during this delicate battle, Shen Lang suddenly turned around and swung his sword, like a leaf falling in the wind, light and decisive, with a heart-pounding calmness, and said indifferently: "Your blood, I'll give it back to you!"

As he spoke, the blood-red light on the Jade Blood Sword shone brightly, like a mysterious flower blooming in the dark night, brilliant and dazzling, dyeing the surrounding space with an ominous crimson.

Previously, Shen Lang's first and second soul skills were quick attack skills, which allowed him to quickly get close to his opponent in battle, silently coming into contact with and greedily absorbing the opponent's wild and boiling blood.

"Secret Technique Blood Return"

The blood and energy that were greedily absorbed by the Jade Blood Sword condensed into a giant blood and energy blade containing tremendous vitality under Shen Lang's control.

It grew stronger under the nourishment of his sword energy until it turned into a 30-meter-long sword that spanned the sky. The blood light flowing on it miraculously ignited a black flame similar to the wolf blood flame, which was both strange and solemn. Driven by Shen Lang's will, this sword of blood and energy flew towards Darcy Rahman Khan with an indescribable pressure and tragic grandeur.

When Darcy Rahman Khan witnessed this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis as chilling as ice.

The giant sword condensed from his own blood and energy not only carried Shen Lang's terrifying sword energy, but was also a mirror image of Darcy Rahman Khan's own vitality, approaching him with an unstoppable force.

He had a hunch that if he was hit by this sword of qi and blood, the consequences would be disastrous. Not only would he be seriously injured, he might even face the desperate situation of exhaustion of his vitality.

Dasi Rahman Khan roared, his blood boiling.

[Ultra Shadow Wolf Soul]

He once again gathered the wild wolf blood flame power in his body, but this time his intention was not to fight, but to escape, to escape, in order to have a chance of survival.

This skill is a fusion of Wolf Blood Flame and Extreme Wolf Assault, pushing his speed to his personal limit.

"In the face of absolute strength, any struggle is futile." Shen Lang's voice was as cold as frost, and every word was like a sharp ice blade, piercing through Darcy Rahman Khan's heart.

He raised his sword finger, and a flash of blood-red sword appeared, accompanied by a slight tremor in space, which was the proof of the resonance between the sword intent and the heaven and earth.

The speed of the Sword of Qi and Blood became extremely fast, almost creating sparks by rubbing against the air, leaving behind a series of brilliant trails, tracking towards Darcy Rahman Khan.

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There was a gleam of gloom in Darcy Rahman Khan's eyes, a shadow of despair, but more of it was anger and resentment at the injustice of fate.

The sky suddenly lit up, and an extremely huge crescent blade, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, suddenly emerged from the void and directly hit Shen Lang's sword of blood and energy that contained tremendous energy and sharp intention.

It was a brilliant attack from [Moonlight Splitting the Sky].

The silver light cut through the haze of the battlefield. The crescent blade was like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky, and it engaged in a fierce confrontation with the sword of blood and qi. The light emitted by the collision between the two almost tore apart the surrounding air.

Then, a bright silver moon descended from the sky. It was not a physical entity, but it emitted soft and powerful energy fluctuations, like the gentle caress of the Moon Goddess, completely purifying the raging residual power of the Sword of Qi and Blood.

It was the brilliant display of [Moonlight Divine Light], bringing a holy light that could not be looked at directly to the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, a long and far-reaching wolf howl echoed between heaven and earth, and a Saint King-level Howling Moon Silver Wolf leaped out and descended on this land of war.

It has a huge body, and its silver-white fur glows faintly in the moonlight. Its eyes are deep and bright, and the corners of its mouth are slightly upturned, revealing sharp fangs, but it does not look ferocious.

Everyone felt the unspeakable awe that came from the ancient bloodline, and the inviolable aura of a king.

Every breath caused the surrounding air to tremble slightly, emitting a powerful and sacred aura. A faint silver halo surrounded the body, which was both pure and full of wild power.

When this halo came into contact with the surrounding air, it actually created ripples visible to the naked eye.

The Howling Moon Silver Wolf, a Saint King-level creature, its very existence was a shock.

Under the gaze of this Howling Moon Silver Wolf, even a strong man like Shen Lang could not help but feel unprecedented pressure, as if he was not facing a wolf, but some ancient law of nature, an existence that transcended the mundane.

Behind this majestic Silver Wolf Saint King, like a silver torrent, hundreds of Howling Moon Silver Wolves followed closely behind. They were either sprinting, or leaping, or howling to the sky, each of them exuding the pride and power of the Son of the Moon.

The figures of these Howling Moon Silver Wolves appear particularly dazzling in the moonlight. Their hair sparkles with silver luster, just like the sparkling lake in the moonlight. Every run seems to resonate with the earth, every jump seems to be swearing an oath to the sky, and every howl is a desire for freedom and victory.

Their arrival brought a force that cannot be underestimated to this battlefield shrouded in tension and despair.

It also rekindled Darcy Rahman Khan's will to fight.

"The wolf soul is immortal, and the fighting spirit will last forever!"

Darcy Rahman Khan shouted loudly, and his voice intertwined with the howls of the Howling Moon Silver Wolves, forming a shocking force.

Under the inviolable aura of the Silver Wolf Saint King, the atmosphere on the battlefield was subtle and tense, and even the air seemed to become heavy.

A slight movement flashed across Shen Lang's face, but he immediately regained his composure.

His figure retreated rapidly like a ghost, every step he took was in the gaps in the air, trying not to attract too much attention.

The people on the hill couldn't help but breathe nervously.

At the same time, Darcy Rahman Khan took several steps at a time and came to the side of the Silver Wolf Saint King. There was a hint of guilt in his voice: "Saint King, Darcy failed to live up to your trust and failed to completely eliminate this soul master's power."

However, the Silver Wolf Saint King ignored his self-blame. It swept across the entire battlefield like the eyes of the bright moon, and finally stopped at a certain point a hundred meters in the air.

It raised its head, and its deep eyes were filled with awe. Its deep and powerful voice echoed in the air: "Since you are here, then show yourself, Title Douluo!"

As the Silver Wolf Saint King finished speaking, the place where he was staring suddenly burst into countless brilliant lights, rushing downwards.

Not far in front of the Silver Wolf Saint King, these spiritual lights swirled and intertwined, from bottom to top, gradually condensing into the figure of a middle-aged man in a green shirt.

His face was not outstanding, but his extraordinary temperament could not be ignored.

When this plain-looking face came into the eyes of the Silver Wolf Saint King, his pupils suddenly shrank, his aura instantly surged, and his terrifying pressure swept across the four directions like a tide, and a deafening roar resounded through the sky: "It's you!"

Facing the anger and shock of the Silver Wolf Saint King, the middle-aged man simply smiled calmly, and that smile seemed to contain endless profound meaning: "Long time no see, old friend!"

Silver Wolf Saint King said coldly: "Very good, you really are an 'old friend'!"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, with a hint of emotion in his tone: "I didn't expect that after you escaped that year, you were promoted to the Saint King level so quickly. It really caught us off guard."

Silver Wolf Saint King snorted coldly: "Didn't you also get promoted to a higher title? Seven years ago, your Qisha Jianchen family destroyed my Silver Moon Tribe for no reason. Today, we have to settle this account."

It seemed to want to vent out all its years of hatred at this moment: "It's a pity that before, I only seriously injured Chen Cong of your Chen family. Now that I have met you, the one who participated in the war of genocide, it's even better."

This middle-aged man is none other than Chen Menglin, “Sword Shadow Douluo”, one of the four titled Douluo in the Chen family.

The Holy Silver Wolf King is the son of the Wolf King and the Wolf Queen who escaped from the catastrophe that year, and the strongest ancient Silver Wolf King.

Chen Menglin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at the Silver Wolf Saint King: "Are you so sure?"

The Silver Wolf Saint King roared again and said domineeringly: "You were no match for me back then, and you are even less so now!"

(End of this chapter)