stonecrandall Chapter 328 Another Battle Against the Daoist School
Chapter 328 Another Battle Against the Daoist School
Chapter 328 Another Battle Against Qian Daoliu
As Yang Podi stepped into Wuhun City, his expression became more serious and solemn than ever before.
Yang Podi has always respected and valued Wuhun City, especially Qian Daoliu, whom he values even more than Poseidon.
In fact, based on Yang Podi's past encounters with Qian Daoliu, Bo Saixi, and Tang Chen, among these three peerless Douluo of that time, if none of them used divine power, Tang Chen's combat power might be the strongest, but Qian Daoliu was the most respectable and also the most troublesome of the three.
Theoretically speaking, the three are very close in strength. Tang Chen is known as invincible on land, but he is still lacking in speed and flight. Poseidon is known as invincible in the ocean, and the Sea God Martial Soul can only exert its greatest power in the ocean. Although Qian Daoliu is known as invincible in the sky, he has not made full use of the advantages of the sky.
In particular, Qian Daoliu's series of measures can be described as the true gravedigger of the Spirit Hall. In the original work, many people said that Qian Daoliu was a cowardly person, but after Yang Podi had several interactions with Qian Daoliu, he felt that he was more like a pitiful person.
Qian Daoliu loved Poseidon for half his life, but his love was unrequited. Because of a so-called promise, he did not take action against the Clear Sky Sect, which ultimately led to the snake surviving and brought disaster upon the Spirit Hall. Moreover, Qian Daoliu was indecisive among his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter, watching his son die tragically and his mother and daughter kill each other. From beginning to end, he did not take action even once except for the sacrifice.
In particular, Wuhun City is known as the holy land of the Soul Master world, accumulating countless powers of faith. This power is probably far beyond everyone's imagination, otherwise there would be no way for Qian Renxue to become a god so quickly.
After entering Wuhun City, Yang Podi took out a visiting card from his person, waved it casually into the distance, and then found a hotel to rest alone.
Inside the Douluo Hall, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and the six elders seemed to sense the message and all came to Qian Daoliu's side.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu held the visiting card in his hand, his eyes much more serious than before.
The invitation was very simple, consisting of only one sentence: Three days from now, at the summit of Wuhun City, I invite you to a battle!
Upon seeing the invitation, everyone was shocked and furious. They never expected that Yang Podi would dare to challenge Qian Daoliu, especially in Wuhun City. This was something that hadn't happened in over a hundred years; even the great battle between Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu hadn't taken place in Wuhun City.
Upon seeing the challenge, Qian Renxue was shocked and furious: "Grandpa, what exactly does Yang Podi mean? Isn't he a bit too audacious? I'm going to find him right now."
Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice, "Xiaoxue, calm down first. Yang Podi would never do something meaningless. He probably has other purposes."
The other six high priests all expressed their opinions, saying that Yang Podi was showing contempt for the angelic lineage and that they must be suppressed together. Bibi Dong, on the other hand, stood alone to the side and remained silent.
Three days passed in a flash. Yang Podi spent three days recuperating and meditating in Wuhun City, preparing for this ultimate battle.
Early that morning, Yang Podi began to slowly walk towards the Douluo Palace, which was also the destination of this challenge.
Yang Podi's journey was unimpeded. When he arrived at the Douluo Palace, all the elders and retainers of the Spirit Empire were surprisingly present. However, they all looked very serious, and even Bibi Dong had a rare dark expression.
This time, Qian Daoliu looked more solemn and dignified than ever before, wearing a suit of gilded armor and carrying the Angel Sword on his back. His aura seemed to have reached its peak.
Qian Daoliu slowly spoke: "Now that you're here, could you tell me why you challenged me?"
Yang Podi had his eyes tightly closed, but suddenly opened them, his gaze filled with boundless longing: "To challenge you, the strongest person in Douluo Continent, to reach a higher level."
At this moment, Yang Podi began to understand the purpose of the Asura God's trial: to become a god, especially the Asura God, one must constantly challenge stronger opponents and possess an invincible aura. Becoming a god is a lonely path, but it is also an invincible path, especially for the Asura God, a being of slaughter.
Qian Daoliu seemed to understand something, and nodded with a smile: "This is not bad either. I have spent my whole life pursuing godhood without any hope. It is not bad to witness the rise of a god now."
"I am the High Priest of the Angel Clan, representing the glory of the Angel Clan's millennia-long heritage. I accept your challenge. I may die, but I will never lose."
As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, a huge six-winged angel martial soul appeared, along with eight black and one red soul rings.
Yang Podi also became solemn, and a Soul-Breaking Spear instantly appeared in his hand, while his body was equipped with five black and four red soul rings.
Even though everyone present already knew about Yang Podi's spirit ring configuration, they were still terrified every time they saw it.
At this moment, Yang Podi took the initiative to strike, gripping the Soul-Breaking Spear with both hands and thrusting it forcefully. This thrust seemed ordinary, but it appeared to contain boundless destructive power. The sharp sound seemed to pierce through all the air, and it was mixed with bursts of tiger roars and dragon cries.
Qian Daoliu showed no weakness. His enormous six-winged angel seemed to blot out the sky, and a huge fist smashed down, instantly blocking Yang Podi's Soul-Breaking Spear.
With just one move, Yang Podi broke through Qian Daoliu's attack and even the soul power in Qian Daoliu's palm. Qian Daoliu was knocked back five meters.
Qian Daoliu suddenly burst into laughter: "Good, very good. In such a short time, your strength has increased considerably, young friend."
Yang Podi's face was unusually serious: "Senior Qian Daoliu, you'd better use the Angelic Holy Sword sooner rather than later. It will be difficult for you to defeat me with just soul power and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul."
"Young friend, you are right. In terms of using weapon spirits, you have far surpassed Tang Chen. Indeed, you are not someone I can deal with with my bare hands. Moreover, your Soul-Breaking Spear has been tempered and refined over a thousand times, making it comparable to a divine weapon."
After Qian Daoliu finished speaking, he drew the Angelic Holy Sword and slashed it. A shocking golden sword aura appeared to split the heavens and earth. In terms of swordsmanship alone, it was probably even stronger than Sword Douluo. The golden light was probably a combination of divine power and sword aura.
Seeing this, Yang Podi gripped the spear with both hands and thrust it forward. A golden spear light flew out from the blade of the Soul-Breaking Spear, seemingly capable of piercing through everything.
The sword energy and the spear light collided, or rather, it could be said that two divine powers collided, and the entire space seemed to be filled with tearing sounds.
The plaza that was originally the largest for the two people began to collapse, and a large crater was created by the crisscrossing sword energy and spear light.
(End of this chapter)