Douluo Dalu: The Goddesses Know My Secrets

Chapter 177: Thousand Hands Asura, That’s It? One-Shot by a Single Punch



Chapter 177: Thousand Hands Asura, That’s It? One-Shot by a Single Punch

"Thousand Hands Asura, don’t you dare let me down!"

Yu Tianheng grinned,

lightning surged, and his entire body was already in motion.

He turned into an afterimage wrapped in blue-purple lightning, rushing toward Tang San like a madman.

His speed was ridiculously fast, leaving behind a lingering arc of electricity in his wake.

Third Spirit Ability: Thunder’s Fury was pushed to its limit.

The spirit power throughout his entire body exploded outward without reservation, as if it cost him nothing.

His arm, which was already covered in Dragon scales, was now completely wrapped in violent lightning.

Even the surrounding air was sizzling from the electricity, visibly distorting.

"So fast! Such a violent Aura!"

Tang San’s pupils shrank abruptly.

His heart skipped a beat.

Without a second thought, he instantly filled the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul with spirit power.

Third Spirit Ability: Spider Web Restraint!

In the next second, an overwhelming amount of fine Blue Silver Grass surged out from around him, pouncing toward Yu Tianheng one after another.

In the blink of an eye, they wove into a dense, airtight net.

At the same time, he pushed the spirit power beneath his feet again, and Second Spirit Ability: Parasite was instantly activated.

The Blue Silver Grass seeds that had been lying in ambush beneath the stage floor burst through the soil, and vines as thick as an adult’s arm wrapped straight toward Yu Tianheng’s legs.

Tang San wanted to first lock down Yu Tianheng’s footsteps and break his momentum.

But Yu Tianheng didn’t even bat an eyelid.

"If this is the best you can do, then I am truly disappointed."

The lightning on Yu Tianheng’s body suddenly surged again, and a blinding blue light exploded on the spot with a "Boom."

The indestructible Power of Thunder swept through.

Those encroaching Blue Silver Grass strands couldn’t even hold out for half a second before being blown into fine powder.

Even the paralyzing toxins within the Blue Silver Grass were instantly evaporated by the high temperature inherent to the lightning.

Not to mention those Parasite vines that wanted to entwine his legs.

They didn’t even touch the corner of Yu Tianheng’s clothes before being charred into black coal by the striking lightning, crumbling into dross with a single puff of wind.

In just the time it took to blink twice, Yu Tianheng broke straight through the layers of blockades Tang San had laid down.

"Now it’s my turn, take this!"

That lightning afterimage, carrying an Aura capable of destroying heaven and earth, was already right in front of Tang San’s face!

That Dragon Claw, wrapped in violent lightning, struck Tang San’s chest solidly with immense force.

"Wah!!!"

Tang San only felt as if his chest had been violently struck by a speeding mountain.

That irresistible force surged from his chest throughout his entire body, making even the joints of his bones ache.

A piercing pain radiated from his sternum, as if it had been smashed and cracked open.

His mind went blank.

Forget about activating Mysterious Jade Hand to parry.

He didn’t even have time to step out with his most proficient Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track footwork.

He was sent flying backward completely out of control, like a kite with a broken string.

With a heavy "Thud," he smashed onto the ground outside the stage.

The ground shook from the impact, and dust instantly billowed up.

A metallic taste of blood surged up his throat, and Tang San couldn’t help but turn his head and spit out a mouthful of fresh blood with a "Wah."

His vision was darkening in waves.

The entire Great Spirit Arena, which had been noisy just a moment ago, instantly became as quiet as if someone had pressed the mute button.

"..."

A deathly silence froze the air for a full second.

In the next second, thunderous cheers erupted like a mountain-shaking tsunami!

"Royal Fighting Team!"

"Royal Fighting is awesome!"

"Yu Tianheng! Yu Tianheng!..."

"We won! The Royal Fighting Team won! He one-shot that Tang San guy with a single punch!"

The referee was also stunned for half a second.

That’s it?

He had thought this guy named Tang San had some kind of trump card, but it turned out to be just this.

He then quickly stepped onto the stage.

He reached out and held Yu Tianheng’s hand, which still carried the residual power of the lightning, high in the air.

With a loud voice bolstered by spirit power, he clearly resonated throughout the entire venue:

"This Spirit Fight has ended! I announce the winner—Royal Fighting Team!"

...

Below the stage, Yu Xiaogang’s face instantly darkened completely.

His expression shifted between pale and flushed, looking as though he had been forced to swallow a whole dead fly; it was as wretched as could be.

He clenched his fists.

His knuckles were turning white.

The veins on the back of his hands were bulging one by one.

His nails dug deep into his palms, and he didn’t feel the slightest bit of pain even as blood began to seep out.

Tang San was, after all, the Personal Disciple he had poured all his heart and soul into cultivating!

It was the GeniusTang San he had taught bit by bit, relying on his proud Ten Great Core Competencies!

He had always felt that Tang San was the most top-tier existence among Spirit Masters of the same generation.

And the result?

He lost just like that!

He lost so simply and so thoroughly.

Without even putting up a decent fight, he was knocked off the stage by a single punch!

Even more embarrassing for him were the leading teachers from other academies nearby.

At this moment, they were all pointing at him and whispering together.

"This Grandmaster’s disciple isn’t all that great, is he?"

Those gazes were like needles, piercing into Yu Xiaogang one by one.

It made him wish he could find a hole to crawl into right then and there.

...

On the other side.

Tang San was still lying on the cold ground, unable to recover for a long time.

He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the dazzling lights above the stage.

To Tang San, those thunderous cheers in his ears were practically demonic sounds.

It was as if they were separated by a thick layer of cotton; they were blurry and he couldn’t hear them clearly.

His mind was blank, with only one thought spinning around.

I lost!

I actually lost!

He had always known he couldn’t beat Lin Qingmo.

That guy was unfathomable, and he could never see through his depths.

But besides Lin Qingmo, he had always been certain that among the entire generation of Spirit Masters, he definitely stood at the very top.

He had never feared any so-called GeniusSpirit Master.

But today?

He was blasted off the stage by Yu Tianheng in a single punch. He couldn’t even block with his best Spirit Ability, leaving him with no room to resist at all.

A massive sense of frustration and self-doubt surged over him like a cold tide, instantly drowning him.

Even his gaze became hollow, as if he had lost his soul.

In the nearby spectator stands,

Lin Qingmo leaned calmly against the railing.

Regarding Tang San’s loss, there wasn’t a hint of surprise on his face, as if it were none of his business.

There had been no suspense in this match from the very beginning.

In the original work, Oscar’s Flying Sausage existed, but it didn’t now.

So the opponent, Yu Feng, was in the sky like an unconstrained fly, recklessly throwing out skills.

The entire Shrek team didn’t even have an effective means of anti-air counterplay; they could only take a beating passively.

Tang San’s Eight Spider Lances, which could break defenses and tank damage, were also gone.

Relying on that bit of paralyzing toxin from the Blue Silver Grass against an attack systemBeast Spirit like Yu Tianheng—who came with lightning purification and high-temperature burning—was nothing more than scratching an itch; it was completely useless.

Even though Xiao Wu fought desperately and eliminated two opponents with her unexpected close-combat leg techniques,

the lineup was fundamentally countered to the core; it was a purely disadvantageous match.

Losing was already a foregone conclusion; Lin Qing wasn’t surprised at all.

(End of Chapter)

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