Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King

Credits: Chris

In the spectator area, Wang Yan frowned slightly.

Once again, it was the same. Su Yu wielded his soul-tool spear with a few effortless moves, eliminating his opponents with ease.

Other than recognizing Su Yu's incredible speed and immense strength, it was impossible to discern anything more.

It left people with a frustrating impression: they knew he was undoubtedly strong but had no idea how he was strong or the extent of his true power.

Su Yu concealed far too much.

Wang Yan scratched out the notes he'd been jotting down. Based on what Su Yu had revealed so far, taking notes seemed pointless.

"If a Soul Ancestor can't force you to reveal your martial soul, then perhaps a Soul King will."

"Surely, when facing a Soul King, you'll finally expose some of your true capabilities," Wang Yan muttered, placing his hopes on the final two members of the Qingyang Advanced Soul Master Academy team.

These were two bona fide Soul Kings. He simply couldn't believe that Su Yu could face them without revealing anything substantial.

Meanwhile, up on the high platform, Xu Jiujiu's beautiful eyes gleamed with intrigue as she observed Su Yu.

"The heir of the Ice God Palace must naturally have an ice-attribute martial soul. Yet, you haven't even used any ice-based abilities so far. This is still far too easy for you."

"But I wonder—if you face a Soul King, will you still manage to resolve things as effortlessly as you have so far?"

Xu Jiujiu nodded in approval of Su Yu's performance.

When Wang Dong'er had stepped up to compete before, she had used her twin martial souls and could only defeat three Soul Ancestors at most.

Even then, those opponents were far weaker than the Soul Ancestors from the Qingyang Advanced Soul Master Academy team, who were all high-level Soul Ancestors with advanced martial souls.

Yet Su Yu had effortlessly dispatched five of them in a row.

The casual ease of his actions—something even an average Soul King could hardly achieve—made him stand out.

Based on this, Xu Jiujiu estimated that Su Yu's strength had at least reached the level of an advanced Soul King.

Perhaps he was even one of the best among them.

What shocked her the most, however, was the information in Su Yu's profile: he was only twelve years old.

At twelve years old, to have such strength—it was astonishing, almost unbelievable.

She couldn't help but wonder how strong Su Yu might become in five years.

Xu Jiujiu dared not imagine.

This level of talent was simply terrifying.

Her fondness for Su Yu, which had already existed before, rose even higher after witnessing his performance today.

It was difficult not to admire such a peerless genius.

"I'm looking forward to what you'll show next," Xu Jiujiu mused, propping her chin on her hand, her eyes fixed intently on the match below.

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On the Stage!

With five high-level Soul Ancestors eliminated in a row, the Qingyang Advanced Soul Master Academy team was now backed into a corner.

The expressions of the two remaining Soul Kings darkened.

They hadn't expected to defeat the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy team, as their overwhelming strength was common knowledge.

But even in defeat, they hadn't imagined it would be this humiliating.

For a mere member of the reserve team to eliminate five of their members—this was a complete disgrace.

The vice-captain of the Qingyang Advanced Soul Master Academy team stepped onto the stage.

He was a tall, burly man with an ordinary appearance but a stern expression. His gaze bore down on Su Yu, exuding a heavy sense of pressure.

To be forced into such a situation by a mere reserve team member was nothing short of shameful.

"You're impressive, but this is as far as you'll go," the vice-captain said, his deep voice resonating across the arena.

"Is that so? Then let's see what you're capable of."

Su Yu responded with a calm smile, maintaining his relaxed demeanor.

The long spear in his hand dragged lightly across the ground, sending out a shower of sparks.

"Begin!"

As the referee's voice rang out, an inky black aura surged from the vice-captain's body.

In his hand appeared a massive, two-meter-long, broad-bladed greatsword.

The blade was as wide as a door, pitch black, with white patterns etched across its surface, faintly emitting a menacing aura.

Its appearance alone exuded an oppressive and commanding presence.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—five soul rings revolved around him, glowing brightly.

A forceful and immovable aura emanated from him, crashing over the arena like a tidal wave.

"Oh?"

Su Yu let out a soft exclamation, his eyes gleaming with interest.

This was his first time encountering such a martial soul.

Typically, swords prioritized agility and precision, relying on swift and intricate techniques to secure victory.

It could be said that nine out of ten swordsmen followed this path.

But there were exceptions—the heavy sword.

Heavy swords abandoned the traditional swift and agile style in favor of overwhelming power and force.

Mastering a heavy sword required far greater skill than a lighter blade. Only those with immense natural strength and a bold, straightforward nature could hope to wield it.

Encountering such an opponent sparked Su Yu's curiosity.

"Interesting."

With a flick of his wrist, Su Yu dismissed his soul-tool spear.

A flash of blue light coalesced in his hand, and an ancient, azure-colored spear appeared in its place, about three meters long.

It was none other than the Blue Ancient Spear.

For a clash of sheer power, the Blue Ancient Spear was far more suitable.

The soul-toll spear had felt flimsy in his hands, but the Blue Ancient Spear was a different story.

Weighing a full 1,200 pounds, it was still a bit light for Su Yu but would suffice for now.

With the heavier weapon in hand, Su Yu's entire demeanor shifted.

Where he had seemed relaxed and laid-back before, he now exuded an aura of sharp intensity.

"Come on!" Su Yu invited, raising his spear.

"Take this!"

The vice-captain of the Qingyang team bellowed as his first soul ring lit up.

His aura surged, and he hoisted his massive sword, swinging it down toward Su Yu with overwhelming force.

The sword tore through the air, generating fierce winds as it descended. The sheer power radiating from the strike was suffocating.

"A strength-enhancing soul skill. Interesting," Su Yu mused, casually raising his spear with one hand to block.

The greatsword collided with the Blue Ancient Spear, sending sparks flying in all directions.

The impact was immense, carrying a force of at least 10,000 pounds.

For someone to wield such a heavy sword, the vice-captain's strength was extraordinary. With the soul skill's boost, his strength exceeded 15,000 pounds—comparable to that of a Soul Emperor.

The sheer force of the clash sent a wave of shock through the arena.

Su Yu remained completely at ease, with not the slightest tremor in his hand holding the Blue Ancient Spear.

"Not bad strength, but only just decent," he said casually.

With a wave of his right hand, the Blue Ancient Spear struck the heavy sword, unleashing a powerful force. The vice-captain of Qingyang Academy was sent flying backward, sliding tens of meters across the ground before finally managing to stabilize himself with difficulty.

Gasping for breath, his hands numb, and his chest feeling as though it were weighed down by a heavy stone, he stood up. His gaze toward Su Yu was filled with shock. He could not believe that a single sweep had flung him such a distance.

He had spent significant effort honing his strength. In terms of raw power, he was confident few Soul Kings could match him. Yet, in this direct clash, he had been so decisively defeated. Was he truly so vulnerable?

That single strike from Su Yu nearly shattered his confidence.

"Come again, use your full strength," Su Yu said, gripping the spear with one hand, and gesturing for him to continue. His demeanor was relaxed, like a master teaching a student.

Taking a deep breath, the vice-captain of Qingyang Academy tightened his grip on the heavy sword. His first, second, and fourth soul rings lit up simultaneously—all amplification abilities. The fourth amplified all his attributes, while the first two focused specifically on strength.

His martial soul, the Punishment Sword, was extraordinarily heavy, requiring immense physical strength to wield effectively. This choice of soul rings reflected his focus: strength, strength, and even more strength.

The Punishment Sword was designed to overwhelm opponents with raw power, breaking all techniques with brute force. While he knew he might not be the best among Soul Kings, his strength was far above average.

But facing Su Yu, whose inhuman power left him stunned, he couldn't help but feel a surge of battle intent. No one had ever dared to meet him head-on like this. For the honor of his academy and the respect of his opponent, he resolved to go all out.

"My name is Chen Shan. You are a worthy opponent. From here on, I will give it my all," he declared, dragging the heavy sword as he charged at Su Yu again.

The Punishment Sword scraped the ground, emitting a screeching sound and sparks. With the three soul-ring amplifications active, Chen Shan's physique grew significantly. He now stood over two meters tall, his muscles bulging with explosive power.

His aura became wild and ferocious, like a humanoid soul beast. With a sudden leap, he soared nearly ten meters into the air. From above, he swung the Punishment Sword down with a mighty blow.

"Extinction Slash!"

Chen Shan's fifth soul ring glowed as the Punishment Sword erupted with dazzling white light. A chilling aura of slaughter surged forth, enveloping Su Yu in its deadly intent. The sword wasn't just heavy—it carried an innate bloodlust that could shake an opponent's spirit and crumble their will to fight.

Under the influence of his fifth soul skill, Chen Shan's aura became overwhelming. The white light expanded, turning the Punishment Sword into a massive weapon over ten meters long, descending with earth-shattering force.

No doubt, if this strike hit, even a Soul King would suffer severe injuries, possibly even death. This was the terrifying power of strength-focused soul masters: slow but explosively devastating.

"Now this is interesting," Su Yu smirked, raising the Blue Ancient Spear as blue light enveloped it.

He used the third move of the Overlord Spear Technique—Force Splitting Mountains and Rivers.

A massive spear shadow shot into the sky, exuding an unstoppable aura. The spear shadow tore through the descending giant sword, and the spear's tip struck the Punishment Sword directly.

In an instant, an indescribable force exploded. Chen Shan's expression changed dramatically as the Punishment Sword was forced back against him, smashing into his body.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown into the protective barrier outside the arena. The powerful impact caused the entire barrier to tremble.

One spear strike defeated Chen Shan, even when he was going all out.

The crowd watching the battle was stunned.

"How... how is this possible?" Wang Yan's face turned pale in disbelief.

In his view, Qingyang Academy's vice-captain was far from weak. Even Chu He might not match his explosive power. The state Chen Shan achieved with his stacked soul skills was something even Shrek Academy's Soul Kings would avoid clashing with directly.

But Su Yu had not only met him head-on but also won.

Terrifying. Wang Yan mentally labeled Su Yu as a monster. To defeat Chen Shan's terrifying power without even using his martial soul—how could that not be terrifying?

"I need to figure out a way to counter his strength," Wang Yan muttered, deep in thought.

Meanwhile, on the spectator stand, Xu Jiujiu's mouth hung open.

"So... so fierce!" she exclaimed, visibly shaken.

Su Yu's domineering combat style was utterly mesmerizing. It was a stark contrast to his cold and aloof appearance, making the juxtaposition all the more striking.

With Chen Shan defeated, Qingyang Advanced Soul Master Academy's team was down to their last member—their captain and strongest fighter.

Unlike Chen Shan, who was strength-oriented, their captain was a control-type soul master. His higher level and different approach made it unsurprising that he outclassed Chen Shan.

"You're strong, but you will lose," the captain declared. He couldn't allow Su Yu to single-handedly defeat their entire team.

"Let's see," Su Yu replied with a faint smile.

The battle began quickly and ended just as swiftly.

The Qingyang captain stared at Su Yu in disbelief.

"Why... why?"

"Why?" Su Yu smirked, calmly putting away a Level 6 Soul Tool.

"Because times have changed. A soul master without a Soul Tool is no soul master at all."

With that, the match concluded, and Su Yu achieved the incredible feat of single-handedly defeating all seven members of Qingyang Academy's team.

PS: Easy Sweep.