Douluo Dalu: The Legend of Heavenly Ruler

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--- Chapter 103 ---

The audience became dumbfounded for a moment, and a burst of laughter immediately echoed in the arena because what Yunlong just said was really hilarious.

"Haha, he must be crazy and became delusional, thinking that he's invincible," Someone in the audience mocked.

However, people who have seen Yunlong's fight before were surprisingly quiet.

With their own eyes, they have seen Yunlong punch the silver horn team's captain into a wall, directly defeating him.

As simple as it described, they believed he's strong enough to declare something like this confidently.

"He's So Arrogant!" The fatty, who somehow disliked Yunlong, shouted with a disbelieving expression on his face.

"Does he even know that his enemy is a bunch of spirit elders?" He added, which caused his team members to think about something.

"It's not a simple arrogant declaration..." The black-haired boy suddenly commented while looking at Yunlong, who stood still on the stage even though many people mocked him.

"Think about it carefully. If this masked guy really is arrogant, then he should have enough strength to support it." He continued, which caused his team members to nod their heads.

"Tang San is right, but let's not assume too much about it first," The red-haired girl responded while looking at Yunlong with a keen gaze.

"Also, Hongjun, what did I say about your manner again..." She silently continued, which caused her twin brother to shiver a little.

"Hehe, I know, I know, don't worry about it." The fatty awkwardly replied while dodging his sister's gaze, which really made him uncomfortable.

The golden horn captain laughed hearing Yunlong's words and shook his head in disappointment. 'This is the one who defeated my brother?' He thought.

Now he wondered if his brother got defeated by a sneak attack because Someone who declared something like this is an idiot.

"Hehe, Captain, let me handle him first." Said the first team member, who is a rough-looking man.

"Don't worry. I will only bleed this brat a little." He added while releasing a few chuckles out of his mouth, to which the captain responded with a nod.

"Sure." The captain grinned.

'This is suicide!' The referee thought while walking to the center of the stage and looked at the two teams.

"Are you all ready?" He asked while looking at them, and both sides nodded their heads.

"The Golden Horn Team VS The Justice League Team!"

"3,2,1…"

"Battle, Start!"

The golden horn's member, who proposed to bleed Yunlong a little, jumped forward and activated his martial soul, a sharp-looking sword with a grey handle.

Three spirit rings, white, yellow, and yellow, appeared and floated around his body. However, Yunlong still didn't move a single inch and calmly looked at the incoming enemy.

'No matter how I see it, it is too slow....' Yunlong thought while looking at the man with his reddish-black eyes, and he didn't even activate his sharingan yet.

'Nah, it would be overkill for them.' He added while shaking his head and looked at the man, who slashed his sword at him.

"Wind Sword." The man activated his first spirit skill, which caused the sword in his hand to be covered by a thin layer of wind, making it sharper and faster.

Yunlong hardened his left hand a little and casually caught the sword tip. "Your sword had no essence." He commented.

Gasps?!

"You basically only used the wind to cover it." Yunlong continued, not aware that almost everyone in this place stares at him with a surprised expression.

"H-How did he catch that sword!" The fatty asked with a stutter.

"He hardened his hand and caught the sword with incredible precision, but you need a clear view and a lot of experience to do this..." The black-haired boy stared at Yunlong with a purple glow on his eyes.

"If I wasn't wrong, you had the same technique as this, right?" The red-haired girl suddenly said, to which the black-haired boy responded with a nod.

"It's somewhat different from mine, though." The black-haired boy responded because his techniques came directly from his past life's sect, and he had never heard or known anything like it in this world.

"Wind's Will!" The man shouted while pulling his sword back, and a whirlwind suddenly surrounded his body.

"As I said before, there is no essence in your sword move." Yunlong took one step forward and reached the man's neck, clearly passing through the whirlwind without any difficulty.

"You are too dependent on your spirit rings."

Yunlong's neutral voice entered the man's ears, making him instantly panicked and unconsciously activated his third spirit skill.

"Windless Steps." The man disappeared from Yunlong's grasp and appeared a few meters away from him.

"One." Yunlong abruptly appeared behind the man and flicked him on the back of the head.

"Arrgh!" The man felt intense pain and immediately fainted.

"Well, who's next?" Yunlong naturally turned around and looked at the rest of the golden horn team.

"Don't be too cocky!" The two other members moved toward him and activated their martial souls, which are spear and bow.

The one with a bow martial soul swiftly shot a few energy-shaped arrows toward Yunlong, and he easily dodged them while walking toward them.

"Precise Shot." The golden horn's member shouted while launching a powerful yet fast arrow toward him.

Gasps!

Yunlong once again caused everyone to gasped by catching the arrow with his bare hand, but to their surprise, the arrow exploded.

Boom!

"He's playing around." Jin Eyu looked at the arena while drinking his wine.

"But, that arrow sure is a little surprising for him." He continued while looking at white smoke that disappeared, revealing Yunlong, who is literally okay without any injury.

Yunlong released a yawn and raised his hand to the air, making a handkerchief appear, which caused an uproar to every person in the arena.

"Handkerchief?!"

"That's his martial soul!"

"Isn't that a trash martial soul?"

"How did he actually become this strong then, physical training?"

"Brother san, his martial soul" The brown-haired girl looked at the scene in the arena with a surprised expression.

The black-haired boy gripped his hands and looked at Yunlong with a hint of surprise in his purple-glowing eyes.

They cannot see his spirit rings, which are actually rotating inside his right palm, but they were so small that you need a very detailed view even to see them.

Yunlong transformed his handkerchief into a white staff and defended the incoming spear.

Klank!

"He transformed it into a weapon!" The gasps of shock echoed.

"To think... Someone could use a handkerchief like this." The red-haired girl muttered.

"This is just like Tang San's blue silver grass." She added while shifting her gaze to the black-haired boy, who keenly stared at the arena.

"Everyone, attack!" The golden horn's captain shouted while activating his martial soul, golden bull.

The captain's huge body became bigger in a second, and a pair of golden horns grew out of his forehead. "Mad Bull Enhancement!" He roared.

The golden horn team members' eyes became red, and their strength increased by two folds because of his technique.

"ATTACK!"

The captain moved on four toward Yunlong and pointed his glowing golden horns at him.

"Mighty Golden Horn!"

"Silver Arrows!"

"Iron Spear: Pierce!"

"Fire Blast!"

"Wind Cutter!"

"Water Bullets!"

Yunlong enlarged his handkerchief and hardened it to form a shield to cover himself from these attacks.

Even though Yunlong doesn't have to do this because their combined attacks are not enough to injure him, he only wants to memeing a little.

The expected explosion didn't happen, which caused the golden horn to frown as Yunlong's handkerchief shining with white light.

'Since I am technically an Uchiha, let's use this technique.' Yunlong thought while expanding the handkerchief to the size of a blanket.

"Uchiha… Reflection!"