Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King

Credits: Surge1301

When Su Yu stepped onto the stage, nearly everyone was caught by surprise.

"How can it be him?"

Wang Yan's face was filled with astonishment.

In his mind, Su Yu should have been saved for the final match. Although Su Yu was only a Soul Ancestor, he possessed all ten-thousand-year soul rings, making him theoretically stronger than Ma Rulong. Someone so powerful—why would they appear this early? It didn't make any sense.

Coming out too early would exhaust Su Yu's soul power significantly, which could lead to defeat.

But soon, Wang Yan stopped overthinking it and allowed a faint smile to cross his lips.

Coming out early was a good thing. If Su Yu consumed too much soul power against the rest of Shrek Academy's lineup, how could he pose any threat to Dai Yueheng? Even if Ma Rulong managed to defeat Dai Yueheng afterward, there was no way he could beat Ma Xiaotao.

Wang Yan had always been worried that Su Yu's abilities would counter Ma Xiaotao's, potentially altering the results of the individual competition. Yet here Su Yu was, stepping onto the stage so early. How reckless of him!

Winning the team battle must have gone to his head. He was too young, too overconfident.

With this turn of events, Wang Yan felt assured that Shrek Academy had the individual competition in the bag.

Wang Yan was in a great mood, though not far from him, Ma Xiaotao had her sharp pink eyes locked on the stage, a trace of surprise in her expression.

This guy came out so early. Was he not worried about depleting too much soul power and losing early? Or was he arrogant enough to think he could tear through Shrek Academy's lineup until he faced her?

If that was the case, she could only say Su Yu was far too conceited. Shrek Academy wasn't just here for the show.

But no matter what Ma Xiaotao thought, Su Yu had already taken the stage.

Seeing Su Yu as his opponent, Bei Bei's heart sank.

Against most other opponents, even Soul Kings, Bei Bei had the confidence to fight and win. But facing Su Yu, he had no confidence at all.

Especially since he had just activated his Bright Holy Dragon bloodline, which left him greatly fatigued. While he had defeated Chen Fei earlier, he hadn't come out unscathed.

"Wear him down."

In an instant, Bei Bei made up his mind. His only goal was to drain Su Yu's soul power.

It had to be said—Bei Bei, as the captain of Shrek's preparatory team, was highly perceptive.

But Su Yu would not give him the chance.

"Match start!"

As soon as the Skyfiend Douluo announced the start, Su Yu's figure disappeared from the spot.

Before Bei Bei could react, a heavy blow landed on his chest, sending him flying.

Then, a flash of white light followed as a whip-like leg struck Bei Bei, kicking him in the opposite direction.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Su Yu's figure flickered like a phantom. Bei Bei had no time to react, suffering one attack after another in quick succession.

Using his Wind God's Legs, Su Yu's speed was so extraordinary that even an agility-type Soul King would struggle to keep up.

Bei Bei couldn't even locate Su Yu's position, let alone resist.

Tossed around like a rag doll, Bei Bei endured another fierce kick that sent him crashing hard into the stage.

A loud "thud" reverberated as cracks formed on the platform. Bei Bei lay there, coughing blood before losing consciousness entirely.

The Skyfiend Douluo appeared just in time, whisking Bei Bei off the stage.

"Next!"

With one hand behind his back, Su Yu glanced indifferently at the Shrek team resting below.

"Bei Bei! Is he alright?"

The group quickly gathered around Bei Bei. Under Su Yu's relentless assault, he had fallen unconscious.

After a careful check, Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "No life-threatening injuries. He's got two broken ribs and needs some rest, but he won't be able to participate in the next match."

Bei Bei had just forced Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy to forfeit Chen Fei. Su Yu had instantly evened the score.

It was hard to believe Su Yu hadn't done it on purpose.

Fortunately, Su Yu hadn't gone too far—Bei Bei's internal organs were unharmed. It was a small blessing amid the misfortune.

"Damn it, he did it on purpose."

Xu Sanshi clenched his fists, glaring at Su Yu with increasing hostility.

"If Bei Bei hadn't just activated his Bright Holy Dragon bloodline and entered a weakened state, there's no way he'd have lost so easily!"

Frustrated, Xu Sanshi couldn't hold back his anger.

"Even though I don't want to admit it," Wang Yan said solemnly, "even at his peak, Bei Bei would've had a hard time defeating Su Yu."

"Ling Luochen, Dai Huabin, when it's your turn, your only goal is to drain Su Yu's soul power. Do everything you can to exhaust him. That's all you need to achieve."

Wang Yan gave his instructions to Ling Luochen and Dai Huabin, knowing full well they couldn't stop Su Yu outright. Their only option was to wear him down.

"Understood, Teacher Wang."

Ling Luochen nodded, her calm demeanor hiding her resolve.

At that moment, the Skyfiend Douluo's voice rang out again.

"Shrek Academy, Ling Luochen, please come to the stage!"

Ling Luochen entered the arena slowly.

Compared to Ma Xiaotao's fiery and aggressive presence, Ling Luochen was her polar opposite—cool, composed, and graceful.

Ling Luochen, too, was an elegant, mature beauty. Her tall figure and refined features were complemented by her calm and serene aura, which carried its unique charm.

Though she lacked the provocative allure that Ma Xiaotao possessed, her slender curves and dignified air made her captivating in her own right.

Even though Su Yu thought little of Shrek Academy, he couldn't deny their team had its share of strikingly beautiful members.

While Su Yu's gaze appraised Ling Luochen, she was also observing him.

With a white headband holding back his snowy hair, Su Yu's features were strikingly handsome, exuding confidence and natural charm.

But his appearance wasn't feminine or soft—it carried a bold, clean-cut masculinity that drew attention.

Even someone as cool and distant as Ling Luochen couldn't help but acknowledge Su Yu's impeccable looks.

What truly fascinated her, however, was the bone-chilling aura that radiated from him—an icy presence that resonated deeply with her own nature.

The attraction wasn't about appearance but something deeper—a primal instinct stemming from their martial souls.

It was the allure of higher-level ice, an irresistible pull for ice of a lower tier.

"Ultimate Ice… I'd like to see it for myself."

With a murmur in her heart, a ripple of curiosity flashed in Ling Luochen's icy blue eyes.

"Let the match begin!"

As the words fell, Ling Luochen's body glowed with an icy blue light. White mist rose around her as her martial soul was unleashed.

Five soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—alternated and flickered beneath her.

Ling Luochen's first soul ring lit up, and an icy staff materialized in her hand. She pointed the staff forward, and her third soul ring activated.

A streak of icy blue light appeared above Su Yu's head and quickly descended, forming an ice prison that tightly encased him.

At the same time, Ling Luochen activated her fourth soul skill: Icy Fog's Chill. A pervasive white fog spread across the arena, plummeting the temperature around Su Yu to freezing levels.

The dense mist enveloped everything, seeking to freeze Su Yu in place.

However, Su Yu shattered the ice prison with a single punch. The freezing fog, which could have immobilized anyone else, failed to harm him in the slightest.

Su Yu stepped out of the fog, his gaze indifferent and composed.

"Are you done playing?"

His voice was calm, almost dismissive.

Ling Luochen's heart skipped a beat. She immediately activated all her soul rings, unleashing five soul skills in rapid succession.

Ice armor enveloped her body, covering her entirely. Another ice prison descended from above, encasing Su Yu once more.

An eruption of icy fog burst outward, centered on Ling Luochen. Finally, her fifth soul skill, Ice Radiance Ring, spread out, blanketing the entire stage in an aura of extreme frost.

The temperature on the platform plummeted sharply, transforming the entire arena into a frozen domain.

The students from Shrek Academy clenched their fists in anticipation, their spirits quietly lifting at the sight.

But Ling Luochen herself remained solemn.

Deep down, she knew that all of this might not be enough to harm Su Yu significantly.

Suddenly, the dense fog covering the arena began to retract rapidly.

The stage, hidden moments ago by the icy mist, reappeared as if unveiled.

Behind Su Yu, a towering figure emerged—his martial soul, Ice Emperor. It stood majestically as the mist was rapidly absorbed into it, vanishing like water sucked into a vortex.

Ling Luochen's eyes widened in disbelief as she muttered, "This… how is this possible?"

She had anticipated difficulty in dealing with Su Yu, but she hadn't expected her full-strength assault to be completely ineffective.

Her efforts seemed laughably futile.

"You understand nothing of Ultimate Ice."

Su Yu raised a finger, his expression calms yet imposing. His voice, resonating through the arena, was laced with pride and dominance.

"I am the sovereign of ice!"

As his words echoed, the Ice Emperor behind him turned its gaze to Ling Luochen.

In that instant, the icy elements around her rebelled and spiraled out of her control.

Before Ling Luochen could react, her ice turned against her, freezing her entirely in place.

The entire crowd fell silent, utterly stunned.

Even Shrek Academy's team members, so vocal moments ago, were now dumbstruck.

The might of Ultimate Ice and the dominion of the Ice Emperor were on full display, leaving everyone in awe.

"This… this is the power of Ultimate Ice?"

In the royal stands, Xu Jiawei's expression was one of shock. He had never seen such a terrifying display of elemental suppression.

Without lifting a finger, Su Yu had caused Ling Luochen's ice to betray her. Such absolute dominance of an element was unheard of.

"What a tyrannical Ultimate Ice."

"Next!"

Su Yu retracted his martial spirit and spoke nonchalantly.

Ling Luochen, now freed from her frozen state by Skyfiend Douluo, was carried offstage by her teammates. Though uninjured, her expression was heavy with defeat.

Not only had she lost, but she had also failed to deplete even a fraction of Su Yu's soul power.

"I… I'm sorry, Teacher Wang. I was… useless."

Ling Luochen's voice was filled with dejection. Before the match, she had never imagined she would lose so miserably.

"It's not your fault. None of us could have anticipated Ultimate Ice to be this overwhelming. It's the nature of elemental suppression," Wang Yan sighed, still shaken by Su Yu's display of power.

Such absolute dominance was terrifying. It wasn't that Ling Luochen hadn't tried her best—fate simply wasn't on her side.

"Shrek Academy's Dai Huabin, please step onto the stage."

Skyfiend Douluo's voice called out.

Dai Huabin stood up.

"Dai Huabin, don't go all out. Conserve your strength—you understand what to do," Wang Yan reminded him.

But Dai Huabin didn't respond. Without a word, he marched onto the platform, his expression twisted with anger.

"Oh? It's the little mutt. What, has Shrek Academy run out of people to send?"

Seeing Dai Huabin step onto the stage, Su Yu almost burst out laughing.

With Dai Huabin's meager skills, even someone like Wang Dong'er could beat him into the ground now.

Shrek Academy must have been desperate to send him up.

"Su Yu, don't look down on me! I am no longer the person I was four years ago!"

Dai Huabin's face contorted with rage, his eyes burning with hatred.

Among the people he despised most, Su Yu ranked second only to the Death God's Envoy.

Years ago, Su Yu had humiliated him in front of a crowd, forcing him to bow his head. That shame had haunted him ever since.

Now, four years later, he finally had the chance to take revenge.

He refused to believe in Su Yu's ten-thousand-year soul rings. It was surely a trick—something impossible in this world.

He clenched his fists.

"Let's see what you've got," Su Yu said with a faint smile, treating the situation as an amusing spectacle.

"Prepare yourselves. Let the match begin!"

As Skyfiend Douluo's voice fell, Dai Huabin immediately activated his martial soul.

His body grew taller by two inches, his hair turned black and white, and white fur began to appear on his skin. Both hands transformed entirely into sharp tiger claws.

On his forehead, a "king" mark emerged.

"First soul skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

Dai Huabin activated the White Tiger Protective Barrier immediately, his body becoming even more robust. It was as if an invisible shield enveloped him, guarding him against attacks.

Then, without pause, he activated his second soul ring—White Tiger Light Wave.

One after another, white energy spheres were fired at Su Yu, as if being flung without care.

Su Yu's expression turned peculiar as he lightly stepped aside, easily dodging the attacks.

Seeing Su Yu evade, Dai Huabin became more aggressive, continuously launching White Tiger Light Waves in his direction.

Su Yu dodged twice before growing annoyed. His figure blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared directly in front of Dai Huabin.

With a swift motion, he slapped Dai Huabin hard across the face, forcing him to shut his mouth.

"Smack!"

The sound was crisp and loud, the slap carrying so much force that it twisted Dai Huabin's mouth to the side.

That slap didn't just leave a mark; it also shattered Dai Huabin's composure entirely.

Before, he had at least some semblance of rationality, enough to acknowledge the disparity in strength between him and Su Yu, preventing him from acting recklessly.

But now, consumed by fury, Dai Huabin had completely lost his mind, plunging into madness.