Chapter 101: The Battle of Limit Douluo, Qian Daoliu Defeats Tang Chen!
After leaving those words behind, Tang Chen's figure disappeared from where he stood, shooting toward the high sky.
Facing Tang Chen's challenge, Qian Daoliu naturally did not refuse. Soon, his figure also vanished, heading into the sky.
The members of the various forces in front of the Pill Tower all felt that this trip to Spirit City had been worthwhile. They were fortunate enough to witness a battle between two Limit Douluo.
In the high sky, nine soul rings appeared around Tang Chen—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. In his hand, he held a massive pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer, crackling with streaks of blue lightning.
Qian Daoliu's nine soul rings—eight black and one red—also appeared. Behind him, a hundred-meter-tall Angel True Body manifested, radiating pure light energy.
"Qian Daoliu, your Spirit Hall has repeatedly oppressed my Clear Sky Sect. Isn't that going too far?"
Tang Chen pointed the Clear Sky Hammer at Qian Daoliu, his tone filled with dissatisfaction.
"Sigh, Tang Chen. Regarding taking your Breaking Clan from the Clear Sky Sect, I do feel some guilt. But what Xiao Yuan said earlier was correct, and it has given me further insight."
"If your Clear Sky Sect cannot even keep your own affiliated forces, that only proves your incompetence."
"If you insist on fighting, I, Qian Daoliu, have never feared you."
At this point, Qian Daoliu temporarily set aside his knightly principles and chose to speak with his fists. Whoever had the stronger fist held the truth.
Looking back, perhaps it was because of his gentle personality and strong moral sense that Tang Chen had come to see him as someone easy to bully.
If that were the case, then he would have to use the Holy Sword in his hand to change Tang Chen's perception. After condensing his first soul core, Qian Daoliu's combat power had increased. He believed he could now defeat Tang Chen.
Moreover, whether it was an illusion or not, Qian Daoliu felt that Tang Chen seemed weaker than before.
As Qian Daoliu thought this, Tang Chen had already released his Clear Sky True Body. The Clear Sky Nine Absolutes were fully unleashed, and the dozens-of-meters-wide hammerhead smashed toward Qian Daoliu, causing the surrounding air to explode violently.
Facing the Clear Sky Hammer wrapped in raging lightning, Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened, and the radiance of the hundred-meter Angel True Body behind him surged.
Pure light energy condensed into a dazzling Holy Sword, meeting the hammer head-on.
As they collided violently, a thunderous explosion echoed between heaven and earth, and a terrifying shockwave spread outward from the two.
The clouds in the sky were torn apart instantly. The people below in Spirit City felt the world tremble as the pressure of the two Limit Douluo descended like an overwhelming force, making even the Titled Douluo below them struggle to breathe.
Tang Chen gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, unleashing the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes with ruthless ferocity. Hammer shadows overlapped endlessly, each strike carrying the power to shatter mountains and split the earth.
The hammer wind tore through the sky, sometimes smashing down with overwhelming force, sometimes sweeping sideways with cunning precision. The weight and dominance of the Clear Sky Hammer were brought to their absolute peak.
The Clear Sky True Body merged perfectly with him, and his soul power surged like a tidal wave. Each move caused cracks to ripple through space.
Qian Daoliu stepped through the air, the wings of the Angel True Body spread wide. Endless light energy formed layers of shields, calmly blocking the relentless bombardment of the hammer.
The Holy Sword danced, its blade like flowing light. Angelic soul power condensed into a sharp sword energy that continuously collided with Tang Chen's hammer shadows, explosions ringing out one after another.
His movements were graceful, his figure weaving effortlessly through the dense hammer shadows. No matter how fierce Tang Chen's attacks were, they could not touch him in the slightest.
The Holy Sword in his hand alternated between blocking and counterattacking, its strikes steady and sharp, firmly suppressing Tang Chen.
In just dozens of exchanges, Tang Chen's breathing had already become slightly disordered. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and the lightning around him dimmed.
Failing to break through for so long made him increasingly agitated, while Qian Daoliu remained calm and steady.
"Damn it… Why does it feel like Qian Daoliu has become stronger than before?"
During the clash, Tang Chen suddenly sensed that something was wrong. Previously, without using his trump card—the Great Sumeru Hammer with the ring explosion—he could still fight Qian Daoliu to a standstill.
Although he was now seriously injured, which affected his combat power somewhat, it shouldn't have led to him being completely suppressed without the ability to counterattack.
Thinking this, Tang Chen retreated dozens of meters, temporarily halting the clash, and looked at Qian Daoliu.
"Qian Daoliu, I have to admit your strength has improved. In a prolonged battle, I am not your match."
"We are only sparring, not fighting to the death. There's no need to use our trump cards. I propose we each use our strongest attack in our normal state for one final clash. It will save us from continuing like this. What do you think?"
Hearing Tang Chen's proposal, the violent soul power around Qian Daoliu gradually calmed. Without hesitation, he nodded.
He had heard this proposal many times before. Their past battles had almost always followed this rule, so he was already accustomed to it.
Moreover, he also wanted to test just how strong his peak normal-state power had become after condensing his first soul core.
Seeing Qian Daoliu agree, Tang Chen's aura surged even more violently. His soul power churned wildly, and then he shouted:
"Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, Nine-Nine into One!"
The Clear Sky Nine Absolutes consisted of nine layers of force, each no weaker than a ten-thousand-year soul skill. When all nine forces combined into one, the power was immense, even surpassing that of a hundred-thousand-year soul skill. It was Tang Chen's strongest technique aside from the Great Sumeru Hammer.
"Good! Tang Chen, then try taking this move of mine again!"
"Ninth Soul Skill: Holy Sword Judgment!"
With Qian Daoliu's roar, the Holy Sword in his hand shone even brighter. Light soul power erupted, and the Angel True Body slashed out a golden sword beam that seemed to cleave through heaven and earth, heading straight for Tang Chen.
The two ultimate attacks collided in midair. There was no prolonged stalemate, no evenly matched clash of power.
The moment the Holy Sword struck the Clear Sky True Body, a piercing spatial explosion rang out—and vanished just as quickly.
Tang Chen's nine-fold combined strike was instantly erased by the holy golden light of the Holy Sword, leaving not even a trace of residual power.
Under this terrifying attack, Tang Chen's figure was sent flying, crashing directly into the plaza below and smashing a ten-meter-wide crater at its center, kicking up clouds of dust.
Soon, Qian Daoliu descended and landed in front of the Pill Tower, standing with his hands behind his back. His aura remained as steady as before; his clothes only slightly dirtied.
As the dust settled, Tang Chen's condition was revealed. His face was pale; blood seeped from the hand gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, dripping down its surface, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the outcome of the battle between the two Limit Douluo had been decided.
Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu versus Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen—Qian Daoliu achieved a decisive victory!
Everyone witnessed this scene. Among the crowd, someone muttered softly:
"It seems that Spirit Hall's Angel Douluo is stronger. Perhaps the title of the two peaks of the soul master world should now be changed to a single peak."
End of Chapter
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