novelraw Chapter 206 Challenge Dai Youheng VS Nana
Chapter 206 Challenge Dai Youheng VS Nana
Chapter 206 Challenge Dai Youheng VS Nana
"Nana, I just advanced to Soul Saint and want to test my current strength. How about you fight me? Don't hold back!" Dai Youheng said.
He wanted to see if he could completely suppress ordinary Title Douluos below level 95 in his current state. Moreover, this time he would not use the ultimate evil attribute, but would rely purely on numerical values to test his strength.
Looking at Dai Youheng, who was almost like a wild man, Nana's beautiful eyes, which always held a hint of sharpness and loyalty, revealed obvious disgust for the first time. Her small nose wrinkled slightly, and she subconsciously took half a step back, raising her hand to fan her nose.
"Young Master!" Her voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable resolve that even overshadowed her usual respect for Dai Youheng. "A fight is fine! But before that, you must, right now, immediately, go take a bath! Get a haircut! Shave! Change into clean clothes!"
She extended a finger, almost poking Dai Youheng's robe, its original color now unrecognizable and stained with black grime formed from impurities expelled from his body after absorbing spirit rings. Her tone was sterner than ever before, as if scolding an unhygienic child, "Smell yourself, then look in the mirror! Your hair and beard could practically be braided. With this smell, what girl could stand arguing with you? Even if you're my young master, it's unacceptable! Absolutely not!"
"Pfft!" Within her spiritual sea, the Snow Emperor couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Unexpectedly, Dai Youheng was actually rebuked by his own subordinate. Sure enough, in front of a girl who loves cleanliness, the distinction between master and servant can be thrown aside.
Dai Youheng was also taken aback by Nana's sudden, motherly, and forceful demeanor.
He subconsciously lowered his head and sniffed himself. A complex odor, a mixture of sweat, dirt, and some indescribable seclusion smell, hit his nostrils, making him frown involuntarily.
He raised his hand again to touch his long, tangled, greasy hair that almost reached his chest and the beard that covered half his face. He finally realized how "wild" and "unruly" he looked at that moment.
Seeing Nana's resolute expression that said "Don't come near me if you're not cleaned up," the young master, who had just absorbed a 200,000-year soul ring and whose strength had skyrocketed, surprisingly felt a sense of guilt and embarrassment.
"Uh—okay—you're right." Dai Youheng touched his nose somewhat awkwardly. "I'll go right away."
He immediately and obediently went into the apartment's bathroom.
It took almost an hour for the sound of running water in the bathroom to stop. A while later, when Dai Youheng came out again, she looked completely refreshed.
His long hair and beard, which had been growing for two years, were completely shaved off, revealing his originally handsome face.
Perhaps it was the tempering of two years of slumber and breakthrough, but his facial features seemed more defined, the boyish naiveté gone from his brows, replaced by a more composed and reserved air, with a subtle radiance flowing beneath his skin. He had also noticeably grown taller, his physique well-proportioned and upright, his muscles flowing smoothly and exuding explosive power.
He changed into a black outfit that Nana had prepared, which made him look even more dashing. Two years had passed, and he was now eighteen years old, full of vigor and vitality, completely different from the "wild man" image he had just had.
Nana looked him up and down, a barely perceptible glint in her eyes, before nodding in satisfaction. "That's more like it. Young Master, please."
Without another word, the two quietly left the town, like two wisps of smoke, covering hundreds of miles in an instant, and arrived at a desolate and secluded valley.
The valley was silent, save for the mournful sound of the wind.
The two stood facing each other, needing no words, their immense soul power rose simultaneously, like two volcanoes about to erupt. The powerful auras collided, making the air in the valley stagnant and heavy.
Nana's expression turned serious, and with a sharp cry, nine soul rings appeared around her one by one: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red!
The powerful aura of a Title Douluo was released without reservation. Although her soul power level had not improved in the past two years due to the limitations of the Yin-Yang Reversal Lotus Seed Pill, remaining at level ninety-two, her strength was by no means stagnant.
Putting everything else aside, with a twist of her slender waist, a silver metal belt that was originally tied around her waist suddenly sprang open and fell into her hand as if it were alive.
With the infusion of soul power, the "belt" instantly stretched and straightened, transforming into a longsword as thin as a cicada's wing, its blade as clear and soft as a pool of autumn water. The blade trembled slightly, emitting a clear and melodious hum, its sharp aura cutting through the air with a soft "hissing" sound.
This is a level 7 melee soul tool—the Crescent Moon Sword!
This is Ling Ya's latest creation, tailor-made for Nana, who is skilled in close combat and unpredictable swordsmanship, after he has improved his soul tool skills over the past two years. It belongs to the soft sword and the binding sword category, which is extremely difficult to control, but once mastered, the sword path is as cunning and unpredictable as a ghost.
Although it is slightly inferior in grade to Dai Youheng's level eight Tyrant Tiger Soul Refining Blade, its light and unpredictable characteristics are a perfect match for Nana's Ghost Martial Soul and fighting style.
Nana flicked her wrist, and the tip of the Pan Yue Sword drew dazzling silver arcs in the air. She looked at Dai Youheng and said, "Young Master, please be careful. This new sword of mine is very sharp."
Dai Youheng's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and he laughed heartily, "Come! Let me see how much you, a Title Douluo, have improved in the past two years!"
With a thought, his spirit rings appeared around him: purple, purple, purple, black, black, red, red! The seventh spirit ring, which had been around for 200,000 years and was wrapped with two golden patterns, exuded a terrifying aura that made one's soul tremble!
"Nana, watch out!" Dai Youheng shouted, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. He wouldn't be careless in the slightest when facing a true Title Douluo.
"First Soul Skill - Demonic Tiger Body!"
"Third Soul Skill: Shadow Boiling!"
"Fifth Soul Skill - War Demon Awakening!"
Three spirit rings flashed in succession, and Dai Youheng's bones cracked as his muscles bulged, stretching his black outfit taut.
Faint shadow patterns appeared on his skin, his eyes instantly turned crimson, and his body exuded a wild, violent, yet extremely cold aura. His momentum surged, and his strength, speed, defense, and soul power all increased dramatically!
But this is not the end!
"Seventh Soul Skill: Demonic Tiger True Form!"
The red spirit ring, entwined with two golden lines and radiating a suffocating pressure, suddenly lit up!
"roar-!!!"
A roar that seemed to come from the abyss of a demonic tiger reverberated through the valley! Dai Youheng's figure swelled up again, becoming even more burly and tall, his body covered with a layer of solidified, pitch-black energy armor, with dark gold tiger stripes and icy blue ice prison marks on the armor.
A tyrannical, domineering, and terrifying aura, seemingly capable of crushing everything, swept out like a tsunami!
One, three, five, seven—the four amplifying soul skills stacked together! Especially the Demonic Tiger True Form, which consumes zero resources and provides a 200% bonus, has caused his overall attributes to soar to six times their normal level!
The terrifying pressure caused Nana's expression to change slightly, and she finally suppressed her last trace of worry. The young master before her was no longer someone she needed to protect with such care.
"Young Master, please forgive me!" Nana cried out, her hand flashing as she wielded the Pan Yue Sword. The blade, like a serpent emerging from its hole, pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for Dai Youheng's shoulder. The speed was so fast that only a silver afterimage remained. Although her sword strike was swift, she still held back three-tenths of her strength, fearing that she might actually injure Dai Youheng.
However-
"clang!!!"
A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out.
Dai Youheng didn't even use the Tyrant Tiger Soul Refining Blade; he simply swung his right arm casually and accurately blocked the incomparably sharp level seven soul tool!
An unimaginable force surged through the Pan Yue Sword, causing Nana to feel a sharp pain in her tiger's mouth and her entire arm to go numb instantly. The soft sword nearly flew out of her hand! She used the force to retreat rapidly, her beautiful eyes filled with horror.
That pure physical power completely surpassed her status as a Title Douluo!
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