Chapter 8: The Coiling Dragon Staff vs. the Golden Cudgel—The King-Level Soul Essence Fruit!

Chapter 8: Dragon-Whirling Staff vs. Golden Cudgel, King-Level Soul Core Fruit!

“Hahaha.”

The Demon-Slaying Douluo looked at Xu Yan’s gentle smile and couldn’t help but laugh along.

Then, grasping the Golden Cudgel, he said, “Such a small thing—I can’t possibly fail to lift it!”

Xu Yan still hadn’t let go. Looking at the Demon-Slaying Douluo’s disdainful expression, he said, “Sir, you really can’t lift it. I’m not lying.”

“Let go!” the Demon-Slaying Douluo said. “I’m not going to.”

He was about to add that he had no intention of taking it since this was a Martial Soul.

But before he could finish, Xu Yan simply released his grip. The Demon-Slaying Douluo’s body leaned forward immediately.

Just as the Golden Cudgel pressed down on his hand and was about to hit the ground, Xu Yan grabbed it again.

Otherwise, the Demon-Slaying Douluo’s hand would have been seriously injured.

Sweat broke out on the Demon-Slaying Douluo’s forehead—he was stunned by what had just happened.

That unprecedented weight made his heart race.

But after some thought, he realized he hadn’t been prepared at all.

With his Douluo title-level strength, if he had prepared, he would surely have been able to lift the staff.

“Sir, I told you, I’m not lying. You really can’t lift it,” Xu Yan said with an innocent look, causing the Demon-Slaying Douluo’s face to darken.

“I wasn’t ready just now. Let me try again,” the Demon-Slaying Douluo said, clearly unwilling to believe it.

Xu Yan shook his head helplessly, thinking, if you won’t learn your lesson, then fine, try it.

In this world, only he could casually lift the Golden Cudgel—no one else.

He made the Golden Cudgel larger and thicker, then placed it down and gestured politely, “Sir, please.”

The Demon-Slaying Douluo found Xu Yan’s Martial Soul quite interesting.

So he became serious.

He unleashed his Martial Soul; the spirit rings lit up, and his soul power surged. With both hands, he tried to lift the Golden Cudgel.

But no matter what, he couldn’t budge it.

“Damn it, how is this possible?” The Demon-Slaying Douluo’s feet slipped.

In the end, he exerted his full strength but couldn’t shake the Golden Cudgel. The floor beneath him cracked layer by layer, leaving marks.

The entire hall began to fracture.

Xu Yan hurriedly stopped him. “Sir, let’s begin. You can’t lift it.”

Only then did the Demon-Slaying Douluo release his grip and watch as Xu Yan easily picked up the Golden Cudgel.

The cudgel shrank and thinned in his hands, perfectly sized as a weapon.

He was momentarily stunned.

“Why?” the Demon-Slaying Douluo asked.

“Because it bonds with its master. This cudgel weighs over 203,500 jin [roughly 100 tons]. Even if you could bear such weight, it recognizes its master—it’s my Martial Soul. So no matter what, you can’t move it,” Xu Yan explained.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo snorted. “Yours can grow bigger or smaller, mine can too. Today, let’s see which is stronger—the Golden Cudgel or my Dragon-Whirling Staff.”

“Wait, Sir, you’re a Douluo title-holder, and I’m only a Great Soul Master. The difference is too great—you can’t use soul power,” Xu Yan said calmly.

His constitution thrived on stronger opponents, but he could only handle soul masters below the Soul Grandmaster level. Against a Douluo title-holder, he could never win.

Perhaps the reincarnation eye’s power ensured he wouldn’t lose his life, but it also made him reckless.

After some thought, the Demon-Slaying Douluo said, “Fine.”

Xu Yan became serious. This opponent was a Douluo title-holder, not some weakling like Yan.

Even without using soul power, their combat strength was overwhelming.

At this moment, that was the reality for Xu Yan.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo immediately wielded the Dragon-Whirling Staff and charged forward swiftly.

Xu Yan rushed forward as well, using the Golden Cudgel to clash head-on.

Clang!

The collision sparked a shower of flames.

Xu Yan felt numbness in his hands and was knocked backward.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo’s physical strength was terrifying.

“Even without soul power, you’re an ant. Don’t blame me for bullying you. You may as well use your soul power,” the Demon-Slaying Douluo said as he charged again.

Xu Yan enlarged the Golden Cudgel and struck with a heavy blow.

Bang!

The Demon-Slaying Douluo still felt some force in his hands.

“Not bad, faster!” he urged.

Xu Yan swung the cudgel relentlessly, and the two exchanged blows continuously.

With soul power, Xu Yan was much better off.

As the Demon-Slaying Douluo kept blocking, he noticed Xu Yan’s entire body radiating dozens of soul rings.

He was stunned for a moment before Xu Yan knocked him flying with a single strike.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo’s body shot backward like a cannonball.

Xu Yan grinned broadly.

“What the hell?” The Demon-Slaying Douluo got up, glaring at Xu Yan with indignation. “You little brat, no honor!”

“What did I do?” Xu Yan asked.

“What’s with those soul rings just now?” The Demon-Slaying Douluo was dazzled by the dozens of rings; he thought he was seeing things.

Xu Yan’s soul rings were normal in quantity, but their colors kept changing.

“That’s how it is,” Xu Yan said. “My soul rings change colors—that’s another one of my abilities.”

“Hmph, such flashy tricks mean nothing in the face of absolute strength,” the Demon-Slaying Douluo snorted coldly.

He vowed not to be fooled again after suffering a loss.

“Again.”

This time, the Demon-Slaying Douluo was serious but didn’t use soul power, charging quickly.

The two fought for a long time. Xu Yan was growing tired.

Though the Demon-Slaying Douluo hadn’t spent much soul power, his body was worn out, and he was breathing heavily.

“How about… little brat, I use soul power?” the Demon-Slaying Douluo said, feeling unsatisfied.

“No. If you use soul power, one strike will kill me. The High Priest would blame you,” Xu Yan said quickly.

“Alright, that’s enough for tonight. You need to raise your soul power quickly. When you reach Douluo title-holder level, I want a proper fight with you,” the Demon-Slaying Douluo said.

“Okay,” Xu Yan nodded.

He thought, once I reach Douluo title-holder strength, I’ll easily beat you. With my ‘stronger against the strong’ constitution, I can defeat any Douluo, peak Douluo, or even Super Douluo.

Then the Demon-Slaying Douluo left.

Xu Yan sat cross-legged and began cultivating his soul power.

Right now, his focus was on strengthening his soul power.

[ Ding! Detection: Sign-in available here. Will the host sign in? ]

“Sign in,” Xu Yan called out.

[ Ding! Sign-in successful in the Elders’ Hall. Received King-Level Soul Core Fruit x10. ]

Xu Yan was surprised, wondering if these Soul Core Fruits could enhance his soul power level.

[ King-Level Soul Core Fruit: Consuming one fruit can increase soul power by one to two levels. Up to two fruits can be consumed within one hour. ]

Xu Yan grinned and immediately ate a fruit as wide as two fingers.

Then he entered a cultivation state.

A dark golden soul power aura enveloped him, and his soul power level seemed to be rising.

(End of chapter)