Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King - [DD2]: 76

“Yiya, Yiya!”

Snow Empress made a sound.

“Are you saying I should teach him a lesson?”

“Yiya!”

(That’s right!)

“Alright then,” Su Yu shrugged, agreeing without hesitation.

Snow Empress was only asking him to deal with a turtle—would he refuse?

Of course not!

Holding Snow Empress with one hand, Su Yu looked at Xu Sanshi with a faint smile.

“You’re out of luck. You didn’t provoke me, but you provoked this little loli.”

“Enough talk!”

Xu Sanshi roared, charging forward again.

Tall and imposing, his fierce attack carried a certain momentum.

With both hands forming claws, one reached for Su Yu’s chest while the other targeted his throat, aiming to overwhelm Su Yu by attacking two points at once.

But Su Yu, having been through countless battles, wasn’t fazed by such tactics.

With a subtle shift of his feet, his figure blurred, effortlessly dodging Xu Sanshi’s dual attack.

Seeing this, Xu Sanshi swept his right leg horizontally, creating a gust of wind.

Su Yu took another step back, and Xu Sanshi’s leg just barely missed him.

It was a close call, but Su Yu managed to dodge perfectly each time.

“Are you only going to keep dodging?”

Xu Sanshi growled, his aggression mounting.

Su Yu’s evasive maneuvers only made him more determined, and his attacks became increasingly fierce.

His confidence grew—indeed, over the past few years, his strength had increased significantly.

“You’re getting all serious just because I was playing around with you,” Su Yu chuckled.

“Come on, let’s go again!”

Xu Sanshi jumped into the air, aiming a swift kick at Su Yu’s chest. If it connected, the force would be considerable.

But this time, Su Yu didn’t dodge. Just as the kick was about to land, he struck first, delivering a punch to the sole of Xu Sanshi’s foot.

Xu Sanshi’s expression shifted instantly as he was sent flying. After landing, he staggered back several steps, his body trembling uncontrollably as his entire right leg went numb from the punch’s power.

This bastard was even stronger than he was years ago!

Su Yu smiled faintly—this was nothing. He hadn’t even used much strength.

If he’d punched seriously, Xu Sanshi would have been reduced to a bloody pulp.

“Oh, what’s this? Can’t even take one punch from me?”

Su Yu mocked.

“Aren’t you a top student at Shrek Academy?

With just this level of skill, you dare claim that ‘avoiding trouble is for the mediocre’?

Your leg techniques are so weak.”

Holding Snow Empress, Su Yu walked up to Xu Sanshi.

What he disliked most about Shrek Academy was their absurd motto: Avoiding trouble is for the mediocre.

Well, now that you’ve provoked someone you shouldn’t have, how will you handle it?

“I was just careless earlier. Don’t insult the Academy,” Xu Sanshi retorted.

“Now let me show you my real strength.”

With a shout, powerful soul power surged from Xu Sanshi, gradually healing the numbness in his leg.

His body swelled, stretching his clothes taut, and in his right hand appeared a massive black turtle shield.

Four soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—glowed brilliantly beneath him.

His black soul power surged, and his aura grew drastically.

“Soul Ancestor?”

Su Yu was slightly surprised but quickly understood.

Of course, at this point, this guy should have reached the Soul Ancestor level.

This guy was not much younger than Xiao Hongchen, possibly even a bit older. Xiao Hongchen was already a Soul King, though he’d used some special means to get there.

“Heh, I’ve told you, I’m not the same as before,” Xu Sanshi sneered.

“For the past three years, I’ve been waiting to wash away the shame. Today, I’ll erase that disgrace.”

Seeing Su Yu’s surprise, Xu Sanshi looked proud.

He was now one of the best students in Shrek Academy’s outer courtyard.

How could he not be Su Yu’s match?

Sure, Su Yu had great strength, but Xu Sanshi was a defense-type soul master!

Su Yu smiled wryly.

“From the way you’re talking, it almost sounds like I was the one who started this.

You Shrek people are all cut from the same unreasonable cloth.”

“Enough nonsense, take this!”

Xu Sanshi seized the opportunity while Su Yu was close. His first soul ring lit up, and the black light on his turtle shield intensified.

A powerful black wave radiated from the shield, covering an area of over ten square meters.

It was like a giant dome pushing outward, accompanied by a deafening roar.

This was Xu Sanshi’s first soul skill, Mysterious Underworld Tremor—a wide-area knockback skill with a chance to stun.

Xu Sanshi intended to use this chance to put Su Yu in a dazed state.

However, Su Yu’s reflexes were far faster than Xu Sanshi anticipated.

The moment Xu Sanshi’s soul ring lit up, Su Yu had already stepped back, retreating just beyond the range of Mysterious Underworld Tremor.

By just a hair, Su Yu avoided its effects.

“A sneak attack?”

Su Yu narrowed his eyes.

“No, I’m just seizing the opportunity,” Xu Sanshi replied, holding his turtle shield firmly.

“Heh, is that so?”

Su Yu sneered, his gaze turning cold.

In the next moment, he stepped forward and struck with his palm.

Xu Sanshi quickly raised his shield to block.

Boom!

The impact between Su Yu’s palm and the shield produced a deep, muffled sound.

Xu Sanshi felt an overwhelming force surge through him, far beyond what he could bear.

He was sent flying—shield and all—for over ten meters.

Crash!

He landed hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Even with the shield’s protection, the force had managed to injure him.

“How… how is this possible?”

Xu Sanshi was in disbelief. His defenses were so strong that even Bei Bei’s thousand-year soul skills struggled to break through. Yet now, he had been injured by a casual strike?

“I thought about playing with you a bit longer, but since your methods are underhanded, I’m afraid I’ll have to end this,” Su Yu said, his figure blurring as he launched another punch, this one imbued with piercing cold energy.

Xu Sanshi’s expression changed drastically as his second soul ring lit up. The turtle shield split into several smaller shields, forming a defensive array around him. This was his second soul skill, Mysterious Underworld Shield Array, which could block attacks from multiple directions and stack layers of defense.

But Su Yu pressed on, landing his punch on the shield. Frost spread, and though the shield trembled, it held strong. Xu Sanshi breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could celebrate, Su Yu raised his fist for another strike.

“Your defense is pretty tough, but I wonder if your turtle shell can withstand this?”

Su Yu clenched his fist, and the frost intensified. He unleashed a powerful punch infused with the Ultimate Ice. With Su Yu’s strength and the added cold energy, the punch was as devastating as a ten-thousand-year soul skill.

The freezing aura was so intense that Xu Sanshi felt his blood freezing. “This is bad!”

He panicked, but it was too late. The layers of shields shattered, and Xu Sanshi coughed up more blood as he was thrown back.

Seeing Su Yu preparing to strike again, Xu Sanshi quickly activated his fourth soul skill, Mysterious Underworld Substitution, swapping places with Su Yu in an instant. Then, without hesitation, he ran as fast as he could. Those who understand the situation know when to retreat. If he couldn’t win, why force a fight? Xu Sanshi knew this well.

“Trying to run?”

Su Yu sneered, using his Wind God Leg technique to close the distance instantly, leaving afterimages behind him. Xu Sanshi felt a chill from behind and instinctively dodged, but Su Yu’s foot was already aimed at his chest. With one swift kick, Xu Sanshi was sent flying again, rolling across the ground and covered in dust. His chest burned with pain, and it felt like his ribs were broken. He coughed up more blood, his face pale.

As Su Yu approached with clenched fists, Xu Sanshi weakly pushed himself backward.

“W-What are you going to do?” he stammered, panic creeping into his voice.

“What do you think?”

Su Yu replied with a malicious smile.

“I-I warn you, I’m the young master of the Mysterious Underworld Sect! My people are nearby—they won’t let you off!”

Xu Sanshi threatened, though his tone lacked confidence. He knew how vicious Su Yu could be. Three years ago, Su Yu had beaten him to a pulp, even breaking his legs. This time, he had a feeling Su Yu would be even crueler.

“Do you know who I am?”

Su Yu asked, unfazed.

“W-Who are you?”

Xu Sanshi asked, involuntarily curious about Su Yu’s identity.

“I’m your grandpa—no, wait, I wouldn’t claim a turtle grandson like you,” Su Yu spat before stepping on Xu Sanshi’s chest.

“So, how should I deal with you this time? This is the second time you’ve attacked me. If I don’t teach you a lesson, readers might think I’m easy to bully.”

Su Yu’s smile was cold, sending a shiver down Xu Sanshi’s spine. It was the smile of a devil.

“Hm? Is this a soul tool?”

Su Yu noticed Xu Sanshi’s bracelet and promptly took it off.

Seeing this, Xu Sanshi’s eyes lit up.

“Bro, take it! Take whatever you want, just let me go.”

Xu Sanshi, true to his Mysterious Underworld Turtle martial soul, knew when to bend and when to stand tall. He had been arrogant earlier, but now he was all smiles, trying to appease Su Yu.

Su Yu was impressed by how quickly Xu Sanshi could switch tactics. Sometimes, people like Xu Sanshi—who can adapt and survive—are far more dangerous than those who only know how to charge forward. But Su Yu wasn’t someone easy to fool. His heart was as black as anyone’s.

He pointed at Xu Sanshi and scolded, “Idiot! Beating you up is my right, and this is already mine. You think you can bargain with me over something that’s already in my hand?”

Xu Sanshi was speechless. How could someone be so shameless? This bracelet was his! How had it become Su Yu’s? But as the saying goes, a wise man knows when to retreat. Xu Sanshi had no choice but to play along.

“Yes, bro, you’re right. This is your stuff now.”

“Do you think I need your money?”

Su Yu scoffed, pressing harder with his foot, making Xu Sanshi cough up more blood. His eyes filled with hatred as he glared at Su Yu.

Seeing Xu Sanshi’s glare, Su Yu smirked, “Oh? You still dare to look at me like that?”

With a smirk, he ground his heel into Xu Sanshi’s face, rubbing it in. Since they were already enemies, Su Yu didn’t mind going a bit further.

Xu Sanshi wasn’t exactly a good person, so Su Yu didn’t feel guilty about it either.

Enraged by the humiliation, Xu Sanshi’s soul power surged as he prepared to fight to the death. Sensing this, Su Yu immediately stomped on Xu Sanshi’s abdomen, disrupting his soul power once again. With a swift kick, Su Yu broke a few more of Xu Sanshi’s ribs, causing him to spit more blood.

“The Mysterious Underworld Sect won’t let you off,” Xu Sanshi growled, glaring at Su Yu with hatred. He had realized by now that no amount of begging would make Su Yu stop. Su Yu didn’t seem interested in killing him but was enjoying tormenting him. It was like a cat playing with a mouse, taking its time before delivering the final blow.

“The Mysterious Underworld Sect? What’s that?”

Su Yu replied with disdain.

“Do you know what your biggest mistake was? It was messing with me.”

“I wasn’t planning on dealing with you at all,” Su Yu continued coldly.

“But you just had to bring this upon yourself.”

Su Yu’s gaze was icy. Though he didn’t like Xu Sanshi, he hadn’t originally intended to kill or cripple him. Xu Sanshi wasn’t even worthy of being Su Yu’s enemy. He wasn’t qualified enough for Su Yu to actively target him. But Xu Sanshi had made the mistake of provoking him, and now Su Yu didn’t mind crushing him like a bug.

“This time, I’m in a good mood, so I’ll spare your pathetic life,” Su Yu said, kicking Xu Sanshi’s face.

“Remember, from now on, whenever you see me on the Douluo Continent, lower your head and act like a proper human.”

“Understand?”

Su Yu asked coldly, kicking Xu Sanshi again. Xu Sanshi was sent flying into a pile of firewood near a villager’s house. By some twist of fate, he landed on a sharp piece of wood, which jabbed into his sensitive lower back.