Douluo: Seven Asuras

No, no, that's not what I meant! One gold soul coin, right? I'll go place the bet for you immediately!

The maid dared not say more. She took the gold coin with both hands and quickly turned to leave.

On the arena stage, amid the roaring cheers of the audience, the referee gave the signal—the soul duel had officially begun!

"Activate martial spirits!"

Right off the bat, the triplet brothers from Fengduo City activated their martial spirits.

All three were beast-type soul masters. Their martial spirit: Sand Wolf. Upon activation, black fur rapidly spread across their bodies, their physiques became more muscular, and razor-sharp claws extended from their fingers.

White, yellow, purple—

Not the optimal configuration, but it was the standard soul ring setup for most civilian soul masters.

Nine soul rings rose beneath their feet in unison, marking them as three Soul Elders. Their entrance sent the entire arena into a frenzy.

Across from them, Yu Tianlong let out a cold snort.

He could feel an oppressive, overwhelming pressure bearing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Clenching his fists, Yu Tianlong suddenly roared—

"Activate!"

A burst of searing heat erupted from his body. Even his eyes seemed to ignite with flame. The explosive and scorching aura stunned everyone present.

Yellow, yellow, purple—

The signature colors of an optimal soul ring configuration instantly elevate Yu Tianlong's aura above that of his opponents.

And as his martial spirit appeared, the three Sand Wolves on the opposite side visibly faltered, as if encountering a natural predator. Their aura weakened slightly, and despite standing together, they now seemed a head shorter than Yu Tianlong.

"What?!"

In the VIP booth, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with surprise.

"A mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?!"

The so-called strongest beast martial spirit in the world was well-known for its tendency to mutate.

Even without looking to future generations, the current era already has two notable examples: Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang, both with mutated versions of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Chen Feng hadn't expected Yu Tianlong to be one of them!

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's typical lightning element had now transformed into raging flames, and the destructive, blazing aura it gave off was even more intense than that of a regular Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

Yu Tianlong immediately unleashed his first soul skill. As the first yellow soul ring lit up, the entire audience held its breath.

"First Soul Skill—Tyrant Dragon Possession!"

A blurry light enveloped his form, revealing the phantom of a divine dragon overlapping with his figure. In that instant, Yu Tianlong's aura skyrocketed!

Boom!

Yu Tianlong stepped forward, his fists crackling with explosive power as he charged toward one of the triplets.

"Don't panic!" one of the brothers shouted. "Even if he has a mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, we're still three people! It's Soul Elder vs. Soul Elder—we have the numbers on our side!"

"On my call—Second Soul Skill, Bloodlust—activate!"

The triplets had been fighting together for years. Their ability to coordinate far exceeded ordinary soul master teams.

As identical brothers, their synergy was top-tier. Now, all three activated their second soul rings, and a golden glow enveloped them as their speed and strength surged.

"Buff vs. buff, then. Which power-type fighter will come out on top?"

The announcer's voice echoed with tension as the crowd once again held its collective breath.

With Bloodlust active, the three Sand Wolves had enhanced combat abilities.

Two of them stood together, clearly planning to clash head-on with Yu Tianlong—to test whether his so-called "world's strongest beast spirit" lived up to the name.

The third brother quickly circled to the flank, prepared to strike once the others locked Yu Tianlong in place.

It looked like a dire situation for Yu Tianlong.

Unless he could take out both front-liners in one hit, he'd be caught in a pincer attack—front and side. And in such a cramped steel cage, being forced into a corner meant no way out.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

But Yu Tianlong remained calm, quickly activating his second soul skill—

"Second Soul Skill—Wrathful Thunder!"

On his left arm, bolts of lightning and flame entwined and surged together.

Two skills activated simultaneously—his stat buffs combined with skill power, creating a force far beyond what the triplets had anticipated.

"Little Brother, fall back—now!!"

The original plan to hold Yu Tianlong with two and flank with the third had to be scrapped immediately.

But would Yu Tianlong simply let them regroup?

Of course not.

With a blur of movement, Yu Tianlong's left fist, charged with violent energy, swung forward with crushing force.

He twisted his waist for torque and threw his arm like a battering ram, launching his entire body with it. The pose was exaggerated, but unstoppable.

In such a small space, the triplets didn't have time to dodge.

The two brothers at the front had no choice but to raise their arms and form a defensive stance, gathering all their soul power in their forearms to block the strike.

CRASH!

Like a volcanic boulder erupting from the earth, wrapped in molten lava, Yu Tianlong's blow sent the two men flying backward, crashing against the steel cage with a heavy clang before they could stop themselves.

And Yu Tianlong? His momentum barely faltered.

His Wrathful Thunder fist slammed into the iron bars—

ZZZZZZZT——

A burst of blue electricity arced across the black metal, as if the cage had been struck by divine lightning. Spectators close to the cage felt their hair stand on end from the static.

Moments later, a blast of fire melted the arm-thick steel chains, breaking them into chunks and blasting a hole in the cage.

The triplets felt a chill in their hearts.

Thank goodness they had redirected most of the impact with soft defense techniques. If they'd tried to block it head-on… they'd be crippled or dead!

"We can't take him head-on. His spirit counters ours too hard. We have to rely on our speed and mobility."

"Focus on his right arm—it's injured!"

The triplets stood up slowly. Their Bloodlust state gave them bonus attack, speed, and endurance.

Yu Tianlong turned toward them, clearly having heard their conversation. He sneered.

"You think the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is slow?"

"You have buffs? I do too. And mine are stronger and faster. You're just three sand wolves—how can you compare to me?"

As he spoke, Yu Tianlong's feet moved like lightning, and even within the narrow cage, he left behind a blurred afterimage.

The brothers saw a flicker—and then, Yu Tianlong's punch was already upon them.

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At the arena master's podium, the old man checked the locked betting odds, then frowned slightly.

He leaned in and whispered something to his guard...