Armor Hero: Douluo Continent - Order Reshaping

Chapter 232 Suppressing with Advanced Martial Arts Techniques

Wu Heyi gently waved his right hand, and a flash of light appeared in his hand—a long, black spear gleaming with a cold light.

This long-tasseled spear has been Wu Heyi's inseparable partner for many years, witnessing countless fierce battles and life-or-death struggles.

Upon seeing this, Meng Xuanjun across from him couldn't help but show a hint of annoyance on his face.

In his view, Wu Heyi's failure to unleash his own martial spirit was undoubtedly a sign of disrespect and contempt for his strength.

Wu Heyi, however, seemed oblivious. He slowly spread his legs slightly apart, lowered his center of gravity, gripped his spear tightly with both hands, and assumed a standard defensive stance.

His gaze was piercing, fixed intently on Meng Xuanjun ahead, as he softly hummed:

"bring it on!"

Although the tone was light, the confidence and provocation it conveyed were self-evident.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Meng Xuanjun, who could no longer contain his anger, roared. In an instant, a powerful energy surged from his body, followed by a dazzling light that enveloped his entire body.

When the light faded, Mengxuanjun had already completed the Martial Soul Possession.

At this moment, his body became unusually large, with muscles bulging all over his body, as if he were made of steel and indestructible.

Moreover, he was already tall and strong, and now that his martial soul has possessed him, his physique has swelled to more than twice its original size!

Surprisingly, despite Mengxuanjun's enormous size and muscular build, one would expect his speed and agility to be greatly affected.

But the reality was quite different. Meng Xuanjun simply exerted force with his legs, and with a crisp metallic clang, his figure shot forward like an arrow.

Keep in mind that Wu Heyi and Meng Xuanjun were nearly ten meters apart at that moment!

In the blink of an eye, Meng Xuanjun had already arrived, his speed was simply unbelievable, which surprised Wu Heyi.

However, at that moment, Mengxuanjun did not give Wuheyi any time to be surprised.

In an instant, the purple soul ring on his body, which shone with a mysterious light, suddenly lit up, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, he uttered a low shout: "Third Soul Skill, Great Dream Fist!"

With that roar, an incomparably powerful aura erupted from his body.

The punch he threw seemed to carry an overwhelming force, hurtling straight toward Wu He.

Faced with such a powerful and overwhelming punch, Wu Heyi was secretly startled, but he did not panic.

Instead, he quickly devised a countermeasure, firmly gripping the spear in his hands, his feet firmly planted in the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Heyi suddenly swung his spear horizontally, and instantly, the spear transformed into an indestructible steel barrier, precisely blocking the path of his opponent's fist.

Just as the two were about to collide, a clear and loud "clang" resounded through the sky.

At the same time, Wu Heyi felt the spear in his hand tremble slightly, and a huge impact force came from the spear shaft.

However, the muscles in his arms were taut and as hard as if they were cast from steel.

With the seamless and perfect coordination between himself and his spear, he successfully deflected the force of his opponent's fist. His movements were fluid and seamless, as if he had forcefully blocked the surging waves back into the depths of the sea.

This sudden turn of events surprised even the originally confident Mengxuanjun.

However, this shock was only a momentary reaction.

Soon, relying on his agility and excellent combat awareness, he quickly used the flexibility of Wu Heyi's spear to leap backward with great agility, jumping out of Wu Heyi's attack range.

However, the opponent's strength was considerable, and Wu Heyi was still forced to take a few steps back.

In an instant, the two figures flashed and separated as quickly as two bolts of lightning, creating another distance between them.

At this moment, Wu Heyi and Meng Xuanjun locked eyes, and sparks seemed to fly between their gazes.

They all secretly thought to themselves that their opponents were not to be underestimated, and were even stronger than they had originally anticipated.

Since the opponent has already launched the first attack and gained the upper hand, it is only natural to treat them with courtesy and retaliate in kind.

Therefore, Wu Heyi took action without hesitation.

He gently flicked the tip of his spear backward, letting the spearhead touch the ground, while he gripped the end of the shaft tightly and charged towards Meng Xuanjun like an arrow released from a bow.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Heyi had already closed in on Meng Xuanjun, only half a body length away!

Just then, Wu Heyi exerted force with both arms and flicked his wrists, causing the seemingly ordinary spear to undergo an astonishing transformation.

—The spear tip came hurtling towards him with lightning speed, like a ferocious dragon rushing straight at Meng Xuanjun's face.

Faced with this sudden attack, Mengxuanjun's entire attention was focused on Wu Heyi and the long spear in his hand.

However, Wu Heyi's unexpected trick was so ingenious that it caught Meng Xuanjun off guard. She shuddered and instinctively retreated rapidly.

For a moment, Mengxuan was filled with doubt: Why did the spear in Wu Heyi's hand suddenly become longer?

What's even stranger is that he didn't detect any fluctuations in soul power from Wu Heyi during this process.

Could it be that... there is some unknown secret technique or skill hidden within?

Seeing that Meng Xuanjun had been successfully scared away, Wu Heyi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

Clearly, his meticulously planned scheme had succeeded. Immediately afterward, Wu Heyi pressed his advantage, unleashing a series of dazzling combos.

Wu Heyi, who had been holding the spear in reverse, suddenly twisted his wrist and held it upright.

In an instant, it crashed down with a fierce momentum! This sudden change left Mengxuan completely bewildered, and she could only hurriedly dodge to the side.

However, Wu He was quick-witted and agile. Seeing his opponent flee to the side, he immediately brandished his spear, spinning rapidly around his body like a whirlwind.

The spear drew a magnificent arc in the air, like a blooming flower blossoming in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Heyi's spear did not stop, and he unleashed a series of dazzling moves—first, a series of incredibly fast thrusts!

Faced with such a fierce and unpredictable offensive, Mengxuanjun was now completely on the defensive.

No matter how he dodged left or right, Wu Heyi could always quickly come up with new ways to attack him.

For a moment, the only sound on the field was the crisp clash of various weapons:

Sometimes it could block a powerful blow from the opponent;

Sometimes it would dash forward with lightning speed;

Sometimes it skillfully thrusts out at tricky angles;

Sometimes he would rapidly spin his spear to form an impenetrable defensive circle;

Sometimes it leaps high into the air and slams down hard;

Sometimes, it precisely exposes the opponent's weaknesses;

Sometimes it sweeps across an entire area with overwhelming momentum;

Sometimes he would suddenly draw his spear, creating a gust of wind...

This series of movements was fluid, seamless, and without any gaps.

If there were onlookers present at this moment, they would surely be amazed by this spectacular fight scene, exclaiming that it was dazzling and a feast for the eyes.

Unfortunately, the place was deserted, and no one could witness this thrilling contest.

Meanwhile, Mengxuanjun, who was on the defensive, was complaining bitterly.

You have to understand, he grew up on a continent where martial arts were relatively scarce. He had never seen anyone wield a weapon so skillfully.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to persevere.

Time passed by, and ten minutes had gone by in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the incense stick again, it had already burned down to just a small stub.

Just then, Meng Xuanjun, who had been at a disadvantage, could no longer bear it. His soul power exploded like a bomb that had been suppressed for a long time!

"what!"