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

Chapter 946: Title Battle
On the other side, Chen Shurui let out a long sigh: "Third uncle, he finally arrived."

Chen Mu smiled slightly, his eyes deep and smiling: "It seems that you have already noticed it."

Chen Shurui nodded, "It was Sixth Brother who asked us to check the scene at Eagle Beak Peak. Although we are young and inexperienced, we can still tell from the marks of those wolf bandits dying from sharp weapons such as swords and knives."

He paused and continued, "Besides, I prefer it to be a sword wound rather than a knife wound."

"It was able to kill four or five hundred Wolf Bandits silently in a short period of time, without even us noticing them even though we were so close to them. Even a Soul Douluo wouldn't be able to do this."

"Besides, it would be strange if we, the four of us, especially our Sixth Brother, the Minister of Economics, are going into the mountains for the first time as a team. We can be completely at ease."

Chen Bin, who seemed to have a tacit understanding, added: "The clan leader, the great elder, and Dean Chen all have important tasks and cannot be separated. Only the third uncle, who is responsible for connecting people from all directions, has time to come."

Chen Mu chuckled, "Oh, you are smarter than me, and each of you is more cunning than a fox."

Chen Shurui teased, "Fifth brother, stop pretending. You are the most cunning one among us except for Sixth brother. You saw through the clues a long time ago, and you acted so well with Sixth brother along the way."

Chen Bin said seriously, "This is not acting, this is a conspiracy!"

Chen Mu's eyelids fluttered, and his eyeballs almost rolled up to the sky, just like an amused clown fish. He sighed leisurely: "Oh my, Lao Liu, Lao Liu, you have been a professional tearing down the stage for 30 years. You build the stage yourself and tear it down yourself!"

Chen Xiaojun chuckled, with a hint of embarrassment and cunning, "You guys fought with confidence today, didn't you? You all looked so heroic and full of confidence."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, almost choking, and asked with wide eyes, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Since Third Uncle is here in person, why are you still talking to me about this nonsense?"

Chen Xiaojun shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent, with an awkward but polite smile on his face, and said awkwardly: "Hey, you can't say that. Although Third Uncle is awesome, his opponent is the Saint King of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan, a top-grade soul beast. He is a ruthless character who can scare away thousands of small soul beasts with a roar on a dark and windy night. It's hard to say who will win or lose."

Chen Mu was speechless. He opened his mouth for a long time and managed to say, "You are really asking, can we beat back the Saint King, or even kill him?"

Chen Xiaojun chuckled, "What else? Do you really think I'm worried about Third Uncle and whether he will stand us up?!"

Chen Mu had mixed feelings: “…”

At this moment, Shen Lang flashed to the small circle of Chen Xiaojun and his friends, and asked with concern: "Are you all okay?"

Chen Mu smiled bitterly, "We? We're fine! As for Lao Liu, his life is hanging by a thread, but he's still holding on."

"He looks half dead, but he's still far from being dead. He's just a little bit away from being dead."

Chen Xiaojun quickly interrupted, "Grandpa Lang, don't listen to his nonsense. I was saved by you just now. By the way, how many people from our family came this time?"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and scanned them one by one, especially noting Chen Xiaojun's injuries. Then he said slowly: "When the Duke's Mansion received the news, the old brothers were not in the mansion. The second wife (Mu Lingyun) asked me to bring Chen Chen, Cheng Yun, and my A Fei and a few others who can fly, over the mountains and over the ridges first."

As long as the upper soul nest is opened, one can control the flying sword and soar into the sky. As a newly promoted soul saint, Chen Chen can naturally do this. The same is true for the "flying swordsman" Shen Fei, and Cheng Yun is even a flying soul master.

However, it is not difficult to see from the current situation that there is a slight shortage of powerful Soul Douluo in the main lineage.

Chen Shihua is traveling far away, Chen Wenchao is in the Sunset Forest, Chen Hanxin, Chen Xiyuan and Chen Xun are not in Chang'an City either.

Chang'an City is not without Soul Douluo, such as Zhu Yanfeng, Ling Yunxiao and the three elders Ji Liu. Unfortunately, they do not have the ability to fly.

Fortunately, the branch of the Shen family in Chang'an City solved the urgent problem.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but ask, "Where are those uncles and aunts?"

Shen Lang pondered for a moment, "Although the information left by Xiao Jun roughly points to the Misty Forest area, we dare not slack off along the way, so I will rush here first, and they will search along the way."

"I was able to determine your exact location after seeing the warning fireworks. I hope they can see it in time, too."

Shen Lang looked at Darcy Rahman Khan who was being treated by a Howling Moon Silver Wolf with moonlight, and pondered for a moment: "It seems that I will continue to deal with Darcy Rahman Khan later. I hope you can hold on until they arrive."

Chen Mu's expression became serious, "I understand, Grandpa Lang."

Then his face changed, and he spoke cautiously, "By the way, the Wolf Bandit Lord and the Silver Wolf Saint King said that Grandpa was seriously injured. Is this true?"

Shen Lang nodded gently: "Alas, the old bookworm was ambushed on the way to the academy camp. Two Titled Douluo, plus the Silver Wolf Saint King and another Soul Beast Saint King, besieged him alone."

"Fortunately, the old bookworm was as smart as a fox, and he didn't get ambushed. Moreover, he was very good at using formations, and his fighting power was off the charts. He managed to hold on until General Chuxin came to the rescue, and in the end, he severely injured a Titled Douluo, who was more seriously injured than him. He is probably crippled!"

Chen Shurui was so surprised that his jaw dropped when he heard this: "General Chu Xin? How did she escape from Chang'an Fortress? That's at least 70 or 80 miles away!"

Chen Mu's heart moved, "Could it be that the person that Lao Liu asked Teacher You to look for was actually Grandma Chu Xin?"

Chen Xiaojun nodded silently, confirming this guess.

Chen Mu gave Chen Xiaojun a thumbs up, "You are awesome! You can think of so many things at a time like this."

Chen Xiaojun shook his head gently, "Grandpa Lang, what is the situation outside?"

Shen Lang was silent for a moment, recalling the scene before he left: "Chang'an College rushed to the mountain camp to provide emergency assistance, but found that the camp passage was occupied, and the counterattack failed."

"After that, they gathered people. The Chang'an Military Region was also mobilizing troops, and many forces in Chang'an City were also mobilized. After all, there are many children here."

Chen Xiaojun continued to ask: "What about the situation in the village?"

Shen Lang replied: "When I came, the Second Madam had already sent someone to deliver a letter to Chen Lincun, but I don't know the specific situation."

Chen Mu turned to look at Chen Xiaojun, seeming to sense his inner worry, "Sixth Brother, are you worried that the village will also be affected?"

Chen Xiaojun nodded and sighed, "We are at most the outbreak point here. If the camp is destroyed, it is expected that Second Uncle will be attacked. Second Uncle is prepared, so it is conceivable that he was not attacked by surprise."

"I am afraid that the other party is setting up this game with great fanfare, and their purpose is not only to target Chang'an College and our Chen family."

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The voice of the Silver Wolf Saint King echoed on the battlefield, carrying with it unquestionable dominance and confidence.

Back then, it was a peak ancient king, fighting against a dozen Soul Douluo, but it escaped unscathed. Its eyes flashed with a cold light, staring closely at Chen Menglin in front of it, its momentum soaring.

Chen Menglin smiled slightly, his expression still calm and composed.

He raised his hand gently, and the Seven Killing Sword slowly emerged. The sword body flashed with a faint blue light, containing endless coldness and sharpness.

"Silver Wolf Saint King, times have changed. Although you have been promoted to Saint King level, I have also entered the realm of Titled Douluo. It is still unknown who will win."

As Chen Menglin finished his words, the aura around him suddenly rose, forming a rivalry with the Silver Wolf Saint King.

Two powerful auras collided and intertwined in the air, causing the surrounding air to solidify. Both sides on the battlefield retreated to avoid being affected by this force.

"Hmph, then let me see how powerful you are as a Titled Douluo!" The Silver Wolf Saint King shouted angrily.

Then, it flapped its moon-like wings, and its body suddenly accelerated, turning into a silver lightning and rushing straight towards Chen Menglin.

Its sharp claws flashed coldly in the moonlight, and it swiftly swung out a series of crescent-shaped blades in the "Moonlight Splitting the Sky". Each strike contained a terrifying force that was enough to tear apart space.

Chen Menglin flashed lightly, and used the sword step "Blocking the Moon and Returning the Snow" to avoid the crescent blade of the Silver Wolf Saint King.

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Those that could not be avoided, would be blocked and swung, causing visible ripples to spread in all directions.

As the Silver Wolf Saint King approached, the Seven Killing Sword in Chen Menglin's hand drew a graceful arc in the air. The tip of the sword lightly collided with the sharp claws of the Silver Wolf Saint King, making a crisp sound of metal collision.

The speed of the attack and defense transition between the Silver Wolf Saint King and Chen Menglin was dizzying.

Their figures moved quickly on the battlefield and flew into the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, so that the two sides below could only see blurry lights interweaving and colliding.

Suddenly, a dazzling moon-white silver light burst out from the body of the Silver Wolf Saint King. That was the innate skill flowing in its blood - [Moon Goddess War Glory]. Bathed in this light, its speed and strength soared, showing a heart-pounding combat power.

Silver light flashed across the sky, dazzling and brilliant. At this moment, its claws seemed to have condensed the essence of moonlight, flashing a heart-pounding strong silver light, and every swing seemed to be able to tear the void apart.

"Seven kills caused thunder, one sword pierced the sky, and the sword glowed like a blue sky sword!"

As Chen Menglin hummed, his figure turned into a stream of light and rushed straight into the sky. Immediately afterwards, a blue sword beam a hundred meters long broke through the air, like a green dragon soaring into the sky, with momentum like a rainbow.

The moment the two forces converged, it was like the sky suddenly changing color. The Moon Goddess War Light released by the Silver Wolf and the Blue Sea Sky Sword wielded by Chen Menglin together painted a soul-shaking spectacular scene in mid-air. The silver light and the green light intertwined with each other, the tearing sound and the sword whistle resonated, and the soul power surged and turbulent, shaking the heaven and earth.

"Eighth Soul Skill - Nine Swords Lock Chain!"

Chen Menglin seized the fleeting opportunity and shouted loudly, his voice shaking the sky and echoing for a long time in the silence of the night.

The Seven Killing Sword in Chen Menglin's hand made a loud whistling sound, and his body was suddenly divided into nine parts, with one on top and the other eight on the bottom.

Nine clones descended on the battlefield like phantoms, surrounding the Ancient Silver Wolf King and forming a circle of gorgeous yet dangerous sword shadow barrier space.

In the past, Chen Menglin could only transform into five shadows, but now, with the improvement of the Spiral Nine Shadows and the Sword Intent of Shadow, his [Sword Shadow Spirit Body] can already transform into nine bodies. Each clone exudes colorful light, with azure as the base, interwoven with other colors, mysterious and profound.

Nine Chen Menglins swung their swords at the same time. Sword shadows flew everywhere and intertwined into an impenetrable spatial net, imprisoning the Silver Wolf Saint King tightly.

The sword shadows intertwined and bloomed in mid-air, transforming into thousands of sword flowers, like a pouring river of stars, breathtakingly beautiful, but also extremely deadly.

Each sword shadow spirit contains tremendous soul power. The ancient Silver Wolf King is imprisoned and tightly trapped in the sword shadow space.

"Roar! It's that abominable move again!"

In the past, it nearly died because of this technical difficulty, and the memory is deeply engraved in its mind.

The Silver Wolf Saint King suddenly burst into a dazzling silver light, and a huge silver-white halo appeared like the dawn.

Immediately afterwards, delicate silver ripples appeared on the edge of the halo, and these ripples quickly intertwined.

Afterwards, this layer of light quickly solidified and turned into a magnificent and gorgeous silver light shield, instantly locking the surrounding time and space, freezing it in endless silence, like a silver moon falling to the ground.

This silver light shield was not only stable, but also spread outward with an irresistible force of expansion. Wherever it passed, thousands of sword flowers were either bounced away by its elastic surface, or quietly annihilated in the silver light and turned into nothingness.

When it expanded to its extreme, it collided violently with the sword shadow space carefully constructed by Chen Menglin. A roar of friction burst out between the two, like the collision of mountains. Under the pressure of the silver light shield, the sword shadow space gradually twisted and stretched.

Chen Menglin's gaze suddenly froze, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: "It's actually the Moon God Realm! This is going to be a big trouble."

He had never expected that the Silver Wolf Saint King would abandon his old method of looking for flaws and instead adopt the most direct and domineering approach - using the power of the domain to confront the sword shadow space, showing an extremely domineering attitude and amazing strength to break all methods with one force.

The Moon God Realm, as the pinnacle realm of the moon attribute, originated from the inheritance of the Silver Wolf Saint King's mother, rather than his father's offensive "Howling Moon Realm".

A Saint King who masters the field of control is undoubtedly extremely difficult to deal with for Chen Menglin who is also a control expert.

With the sounds of "hissing" and "banging" coming one after another, the cracks on the surface of the sword shadow space spread like a spider web, and finally shattered into pieces, turning into points of spiritual light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Although the Sword Shadow Space was defeated quickly, it also had an advantage. Chen Menglin's nine clones were still preserved and were not greatly affected.

"The Moon God Realm is indeed extraordinary." Chen Menglin spoke slowly and exclaimed: "Today, let me meet you with swords and learn the true strength of the Saint King."

"Seven Killings Thunder, Sword Pointing to the Sky, Nine Extremes in One Style, Heavenly Sword Soaring into the Sky, Sword Light Nine Extremes Heavenly Sword!"

Chen Menglin murmured, this is the second-level advanced skill of the Blue Sea Sky Sword that he created.

Nine clones formed a surrounding array, and above the void, a complex and mysterious blue ring slowly emerged from behind them.

The clones formed seals simultaneously and each drew a sword. Nine hundred-meter-long Azure Sea Sky Swords flew out into the air and headed straight for the Silver Wolf Saint King.

It is like the surging blue sea or thunder in the sky, with magnificent momentum, soaring sword intent and overwhelming pressure.

(End of this chapter)