Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King

"Little mistress, what do you want to do this time?"

Watching Wang Dong'er glare at him with a cute but fierce expression, Tai Tan scratched his head, looking helpless.

There was no helping it—this little lady was the treasure of the Clear Sky Sect, spoiled since childhood.

When it came to Wang Dong'er, even a strong man like Tai Tan sometimes felt completely powerless.

Wang Dong'er snorted cutely, "Second Uncle, this is just a sparring match, you absolutely cannot go overboard, okay?"

"Su Yu is still young. If you dare bully him, you're done for."

Tai Tan's lips twitched as he glanced at Su Yu, who already stood over 1.85 meters tall, with a strange expression in his eyes.

He's still young?

This kid is more cunning than those old foxes. Only you, so naive, would think of him as young.

Tai Tan had originally planned to teach Su Yu a good lesson, but now his little princess wouldn't allow it.

How could this be acceptable?

Tai Tan was about to speak when Su Yu stepped forward, gently taking Wang Dong'er's hand.

"It's fine, Dong'er. It's just a sparring match. Senior Tai Tan knows his limits. Don't worry."

Wang Dong'er shook her head and muttered, "You don't understand Second Uncle's temperament. Sometimes, he gets carried away during a fight. I'm worried he'll hurt you."

Tai Tan's eyes widened. "You're worried I'll hurt him? Why aren't you worried he'll hurt me?"

Wang Dong'er pouted, "How could Su Yu possibly hurt you? You're as sturdy as an ox."

Even Wang Dong'er, who had always been confident in Su Yu, didn't believe he could win—Tai Tan was simply too strong.

As for Tai Tan himself, he didn't take Su Yu seriously at all. In his eyes, Su Yu couldn't even last one move against him.

If it were a few years later, he might not spar with Su Yu at all—Tai Tan was well aware of Su Yu's twin ultimate martial souls.

Not to mention, Su Yu was favored by the gods. Once Su Yu grew stronger, Tai Tan might not be his match.

That's why Tai Tan wanted to seize this opportunity to teach Su Yu a lesson while he was still low-level. Otherwise, there might never be another chance.

People said Tai Tan was a fool, but sometimes he was as cunning as they came.

With this thought, Tai Tan raised his hand and grinned. "Dong'er is right. Su Yu, rest assured. I won't go overboard."

"I said I'll use only thirty percent of my strength, and I won't use a bit more."

Tai Tan confidently made his promise.

Su Yu chuckled softly and didn't reply. Thirty percent of Tai Tan's strength could still crush a Soul Douluo and rival ordinary Title Douluo.

But to Su Yu, that wasn't much at all.

He wasn't like Huo Yuhao, who had to rely on summoning soul spirits, twin martial souls, and the Golden Dragon Spear just to barely defeat a careless Tai Tan using thirty percent of his power—and still end up unconscious.

Even if Su Yu only used one of his martial souls, the Ice Emperor Martial Soul, he could beat Tai Tan to the ground.

Thirty percent strength? You're the one who said it.

A playful smirk appeared on Su Yu's lips as he pinched Wang Dong'er's soft cheek.

"Dong'er, you heard it. Senior Tai Tan promised. Don't worry."

"Fine~"

Wang Dong'er reluctantly nodded, her big watery eyes fixated on Tai Tan. "Second Uncle, you said it yourself. I'll be watching you."

Tai Tan's eye twitched. His already dark face turned even darker.

This little princess he had raised since childhood had completely turned against him. His little quilted jacket [a term for a beloved daughter] was now full of holes, leaking warmth everywhere.

With a dark face, Tai Tan strode to the center of the field, standing tall.

The damp, chilling wind swept through, but Tai Tan stood like a stone pillar, unmoving.

"Come on!"

Tai Tan beckoned with his hand, his voice booming like thunder.

Su Yu smiled, rubbed Wang Dong'er's cheek one last time, and stepped into the field, standing about ten meters away from Tai Tan.

Wang Dong'er clasped her hands together, staring intently at the scene before her.

"I'll let you make the first move."

Tai Tan spread his arms slightly, brimming with a battle spirit so fierce it seemed to radiate from his body. His brown-yellow eyes burned like flames.

A sharp glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes. In the next instant, an invisible chill surged outward.

Su Yu took one step forward, crossing the ten-meter distance in a flash. His right fist clenched as he launched a punch.

Frost condensed around his fist, forming what looked like a white jade of ice, carrying bone-chilling cold as it struck toward Tai Tan's chest.

Tai Tan didn't take it seriously. Instead, he grinned mockingly. "Not even using your martial soul? Who do you think you're looking down on?"

Tai Tan didn't even bother dodging. How could an attack without a martial soul hurt him in the slightest?

Boom!

Su Yu's fist landed squarely on Tai Tan's chest. Tai Tan smirked, about to say something, when his expression suddenly changed.

What had seemed like an ordinary punch carried a terrifying force, like a tsunami erupting from a volcano.

Tai Tan's soul power instinctively surged to protect him—but it was too late.

Bang!

The air trembled, emitting a deep hum.

Tai Tan's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes bulging with disbelief.

Like a cannonball, Tai Tan's massive body was sent flying hundreds of meters, crashing off the edge of the mountain and disappearing into the sea of clouds.

Niu Tian's eyes widened. Wang Dong'er was stunned. Hai Bodong's lips curved into a faint smile.

This Tai Tan—daring to take a punch from the young master without any preparation—what a warrior.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the young master was still just a Soul Sage. His strength was monstrous.

In terms of physical toughness, the young master was on par with peak Super Douluos. When it came to raw power, even Mu Wu couldn't compare.

The young master had been naturally gifted with immense strength, which only grew with age.

No one knew the exact limits of his power, but one thing was certain—only the boldest would dare take one of his punches unguarded.

Even Hai Bodong himself wouldn't willingly let Su Yu punch him without preparation.

After all, even Super Douluo and Ultimate Douluos were human. Their defenses relied on soul power, skills, and martial souls. Who had ever seen a soul master fight barehanded like a soul beast?

Oh, wait. Someone had tried.

And here he was.

Hai Bodong glanced at the sea of clouds, his eyes full of amusement.

In the field, Su Yu withdrew his fist and looked toward the clouds. He hadn't held back much with that punch, and the impact was immense.

Two years ago, when he forged his Icefire Body, his strength had already surpassed 108,000 jin (54 tons).

Now, two years later, he had advanced from Soul King to Soul Sage.

When he clenched his fist, the surging power in his body was far beyond what it had been.

Although he hadn't tested his current strength, it was at least 160,000 jin (80 tons). That was just the minimum estimate.

With this monstrous strength alone, Su Yu could overpower most opponents.

Tai Tan was brave to take that punch head-on, but Su Yu wasn't worried about him. After all, Tai Tan was a rare super expert. At the last moment, his soul power had instinctively protected him.

Sure enough, within ten seconds, a streak of light shot up from the sea of clouds.

Tai Tan emerged, surrounded by a black aura. His face looked pale, and blood stained the corner of his mouth.

Glaring at Su Yu, he forced a grin. "Su Yu, you little brat, you're quite the trickster. Using a sneak attack, huh?"

"If I weren't built tough, you might've gotten me this time."

Tai Tan couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear.

If not for the fact that he had already cultivated to a level where his soul power could autonomously protect his body, this time, he would have likely suffered quite a bit.

Su Yu's punches were heavy and hard—they weren't something easy to take at all.

Su Yu spread his hands with an innocent expression on his face. "Senior Tai Tan, you have to speak with a conscience. I attacked you right under your nose—how could that be called a sneak attack?"

"I just never thought someone would be so straightforward as to take it head-on with their body."

Tai Tan's face darkened. This brat not only snuck up on him but also dared to mock him.

His fists clenched—tight and hard.

Tai Tan, clenching his massive, boulder-sized fists, roared angrily, "It would be rude not to reciprocate! Now take one from me too!"

Tai Tan moved in an instant, throwing a punch straight toward Su Yu.

Even without using his martial soul, that punch carried the weight and pressure of a mountain.

Tai Tan was no ordinary peak-level Super Douluo. His martial soul was the Titan Giant Ape, most renowned for its immense strength.

Even Mu Wu didn't have physical strength comparable to Tai Tan's.

However, Su Yu wasn't afraid at all and even actively stepped forward to meet him.

The two clashed like primitive warriors, exchanging punch after punch. Stones shattered, and deep, muffled thuds echoed through the air.

Niu Tian watched the entire scene, his expression growing increasingly peculiar.

"Is this Su Yu even human?"

Niu Tian turned to look at Hai Bodong, struggling to believe his eyes.

Since when could a sixteen or seventeen-year-old human possess such strength?

He was evenly matched with Tai Tan in a pure contest of strength. Was this even humanly possible?

"What kind of talk is that? Our young master is just extraordinarily gifted. Sect leader, someone as ordinary as you will probably never understand," Hai Bodong retorted.

Niu Tian twitched the corner of his mouth. Damn it, he didn't understand.

"Hai Bodong, if I'm not mistaken, Su Yu doesn't even have a strength-type martial soul, does he?"

Niu Tian couldn't help but ask.

From what he knew, Su Yu's two martial souls were Ultimate Ice and Ultimate Wind.

Neither of these had anything to do with strength.

So how was Su Yu able to possess such raw power?

He simply couldn't figure it out.

"Our young master was born extraordinary. Others will never comprehend it," Hai Bodong replied, tilting his head to a lofty 45-degree angle, exuding an air of arrogance.

Niu Tian: "..."

Fine, if you don't want to explain, don't. Why are you acting so smug?

Niu Tian rolled his eyes and looked back at the battlefield.

By this point, Su Yu and Tai Tan had exchanged dozens of punches.

"Good, good! This is exhilarating! A fight where every punch hits—this is what I call satisfying!"

"Kid, you look like a weakling, but there's something to you. You're a man."

"I despise those slippery types who only dodge during a fight. They're spineless cowards. You're not bad."

"But it's still not enough. Let's get serious now."

Tai Tan's booming voice echoed with excitement.

He was beginning to like Su Yu. Anyone who dared to fight head-on was a true man in his eyes.

His simple mind was as straightforward as his fists.

"Gladly," Su Yu replied with a faint smile. Around him, a chilling aura surged, and an ice-blue phantom appeared behind him. The extreme cold, combined with an overbearing majesty, swept outward.

Su Yu took a step forward, and seven radiant, blood-red soul rings appeared in unison.

In an instant, Su Yu's aura skyrocketed. The surrounding air visibly crystallized into ice particles.

Tai Tan froze in place, Niu Tian's body trembled, and even Wang Dong'er was left stunned.

Seven blood-red soul rings glowing together—this was overwhelming.

"Seven... hundred-thousand-year soul rings?"

Wang Dong'er's delicate face was filled with shock. The sight of those uniformly red soul rings was dazzling, stirring her emotions.

She had seen Su Yu's soul rings before and knew that his fifth soul ring was a hundred-thousand-year ring.

But now, even the first four soul rings had become hundred-thousand-year rings?

Terrifying!

That was the only word Wang Dong'er could think of.

But in the next moment, she felt immense pride for Su Yu, her heart swelling with joy and admiration.

As expected of the man she had chosen—he was incredible.

Niu Tian's gaze was fixed on Su Yu's seven soul rings, his expression filled with awe.

"This isn't just any set of seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings," he exclaimed.

"Among these seven rings are four fierce beast rings, and two of them are as high as half a million years. How... how did he manage this?"

Back then, there was another person with all-red soul rings, but that was only achieved through the divine trials which added fifty-thousand years to each.

Most of those rings were just ordinary hundred-thousand-year rings.

Su Yu's rings, however, were on a completely different level.

So many fierce beast soul rings appearing on one person—anyone would doubt their sanity seeing this.

"I've been saying this all along—our young master is a peerless genius. You could never understand," Hai Bodong chimed in at the perfect moment.

Of course, the young master had disguised his third soul ring. Otherwise, if they saw his million-year ring, wouldn't that scare them to death?

Hai Bodong glanced at Niu Tian, silently thinking.

This time, Niu Tian had no words to refute. He was indeed shocked beyond belief.

"So many fierce beast rings... is this even real?"

If Niu Tian was shocked, Tai Tan was even more so. He began to doubt his own eyes.

Rubbing them, he still saw a sea of red before him.

"Are you playing tricks on me?" Tai Tan's deep voice boomed. "I'm not someone who scares easily."

Su Yu extended his right hand and beckoned with his pinky. "Senior Tai Tan, why don't you test it yourself?"

"Fine, let me see what you're made of!"

As Tai Tan spoke, his aura shifted dramatically.

One by one, pitch-black soul rings rose from beneath his feet—black, black, black... all the way to the eighth ring, which turned red, followed by the ninth ring, also red.

Seven black and two red.

This was Tai Tan's soul ring configuration.