Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

Chapter 58: Chapter 59: Invincible in a Hundred Battles



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The North Wind ceased, and the warm, humid sea breeze from the Southeast was shyly making its way in.

The time had come to the 2602nd year of the Douluo Calendar, June.

It had been half a year since Commander Jiang Yuan and Doctor Ling Yi first sparred with their weapons.

In the past half year, the two had fought over a hundred battles. To everyone's shock, the seemingly gentle and weak Doctor Ling was invincible, not losing a single match!

Of course, both the parties involved and the informed individuals in Cold Wind Camp knew that Commander Jiang had only used his Soul Master-level soul power, maintaining the same level as Doctor Ling. The two were only competing in the usage techniques of weapons like swords, spears, staffs, and axes.

So, it was normal for Commander Jiang to lose... Normal my ass—!!

Leaving aside other factors, even with his soul power suppressed, his Soul Patriarch-level physique, being in his late twenties and at the peak of his physical condition, was visibly superior to Doctor Ling's ten-year-old body!

Additionally, if at the beginning, Commander Jiang had to divide his attention to control his soul power to avoid exceeding the Great Soul Master level, which felt like tying his own hands, after half a year, Commander Jiang was almost proficient in multitasking. Yet, he was still consistently dominated by Doctor Ling throughout their battles, which was indeed perplexing to the informed.

Even more perplexing to the onlookers in Cold Wind Camp was that Commander Jiang, a distinguished young talent commanding two thousand elite soldiers in the entire Waterwood Principality, was repeatedly challenging a ten-year-old child and losing time and again, yet he seemed to enjoy it?

"Clang—!!"

A familiar sound rang out. Ling Yi, wielding the axe with both hands, chopped down on Jiang Yuan's horizontally held steel spear. Without giving him a chance to react, he smoothly dragged the axe to the left, slicing towards Jiang Yuan's right hand that held the spear.

Sparks flew as the axe blade clashed with the steel spear, flashing and dancing. Even though Jiang Yuan had already summoned his Martial Soul, the Iron Forging Hand Armor, covering his right hand, the sight still made his eyes twitch.

He knew he wouldn't be injured, but just like how ordinary people instinctively tighten their muscles when they see a sharp object, it was a biological reflex.

Jiang Yuan, the commander of Cold Wind Camp, a Soul Patriarch under thirty, a young talent, but in terms of combat experience and survival in life-and-death situations, he had very little.

The Waterwood Principality, located in the northeastern part of the Tian Dou Empire, aside from needing to be constantly vigilant against wandering soul beasts, fallen soul masters, and bandits, occasionally mobilized some troops to the southern front, where the Tian Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire clashed.

Or, to put it another way, large-scale battles on the entire Douluo Continent were actually rare. The high-level power confrontations were the key factors in determining the outcome of a war.

Of course, large armies had their significance. True elite forces, in a desperate encirclement and annihilation, could exhaust even ordinary Sealed Douluo, except for those with special Martial Souls or special attributes.

However, such foolish warriors who would stay in one place and fight with ten thousand elite soldiers for three days and nights were rare.

Speaking of Jiang Yuan, over the past half year, he felt that his combat experience and reaction to enemies had improved dramatically compared to before!

Originally, Jiang Yuan wasn't the type who only studied in a scholarly manner. He used to frequently spar with his teachers and classmates at the academy; when hunting for soul rings, he fought fierce soul beasts under the watch of his teachers and elders; in the grand soul arenas of Wood Plant City and Coldwind City, he participated in single, double, and team soul battles; in his military career, he led his troops to hunt down soul beasts and bandits.

Everyone knew that Commander Jiang's Iron Forging Hand Armor had shattered hundreds of skulls, both soul beasts and soul masters.

But when he abandoned the use of his Martial Soul, the Iron Forging Hand Armor, and switched to the long spear used in large-scale battles and team combat, he realized that his spear skills, which he thought were decent, were actually inferior to an eleven-year-old child?!

Moreover, this kind of battle could even train his combat experience, which had already reached a certain bottleneck, and his soul power improvement had also slowed down, which made him genuinely delighted.

Commander Jiang felt his combat experience had improved dramatically, but at the same time, he developed a deep admiration for Ling Yi's growth.

Learning from Ling Yi's previous tactics, Jiang Yuan manipulated the steel spear in his hand, deflecting the incoming axe blade, and then formed a fist with his left hand, striking the spear's tail with his elbow, attempting to counterattack.

However, all of Jiang Yuan's movements seemed to be anticipated by Ling Yi, and he was once again led by the nose, going through more than twenty rounds. The steel spear in his hand was caught by the connection between the axe blade and the handle, and with a twist and a pull, it was immediately dislodged.

"Lost again~" Commander Jiang stared at the steel spear that had flown several meters away and was now slanted into the ground, then turned to look at Ling Yi, who was breathing slightly, sighed, and then smiled, saying loudly, "Ah Yi, your axe is no longer weaker than the sword, spear, and staff—"

Seeing Jiang Yuan's energetic appearance, Ling Yi's breathing quickly calmed down, and he grinned, saying with a chuckle, "Brother Yuan, you're letting me win. Otherwise, with your soul power, if you really used it, how could I have disarmed you so easily—?"

"No, no~" Jiang Yuan shook his head, raised his right hand, glanced at the silver hand armor, and with a thought, retracted it into his body. He then said to Ling Yi, "I was already gripping the spear tightly, but you found the gap in my breath. Even if I had used my soul power, it might not have been in time..."

"By the way~" Jiang Yuan looked at the long-handled battle axe in Ling Yi's hand, with a curious expression, and asked, "First the spear, then the sword, then the staff, and now the battle axe. Are you planning to master all eighteen weapons?"

After asking, Jiang Yuan felt a bit uncomfortable. He had been holding back on this question for a while. Today, seeing that Ling Yi's axe skills were as fluid as the other three weapons, he finally asked.

"Ha~"

Ling Yi reversed the axe handle, the axe head landing next to his feet, creating a shallow pit in the hard black soil. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, replying, "I just felt that I had reached a bottleneck in my other practices, so I thought I'd learn something new, see if I could gain insights and apply them to other areas—"

Jiang Yuan (⊙o⊙)...: "Uh—don't you... fear overextending yourself?"

"No, no~" Ling Yi shook his head, his smile unchanged, "Just like you, no matter how well you practice your spear skills, you will still use your Iron Forging Hand Armor in battle. I'm just a healing-type soul master. Learning these things is just to have a bit of self-defense capability, not to go into battle and kill enemies—"

"Master Huang, who taught me weapon techniques, said that on the battlefield, once your weapon breaks or is damaged, you have to use whatever you can get your hands on. The enemy won't give us a choice, so learning more isn't a bad thing~"

Hearing Ling Yi's words, Jiang Yuan thought about his subordinates who also seemed to have some knowledge of other weapons, but as a soul master focused on his own Martial Soul, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Even the current spear skills were influenced by Ling Yi and did indeed enhance his combat experience, which was why he had persisted for half a year, repeatedly seeking out these battles.

But...

Jiang Yuan looked at Ling Yi, who was smiling brightly and innocently, his mouth opened but ultimately didn't voice his inner complaints.

From Jiang Yuan's personal experience, although Ling Yi's Martial Soul was the useless Blue Silver Grass, and his first soul ring was a healing-type soul skill, making him a genuine healing-type soul master, relying on the strength from years of wielding a forging hammer, whether he held a spear, sword, staff, or axe, any Great Soul Master who had just broken through to the second ring, unless their soul skills were particularly powerful, would likely not be a match for this one-ringed healing-type soul master.

Years of physical training had made Ling Yi's strength no weaker, and even far surpassing, that of weapon-type soul masters of the same level!

(End of Chapter)


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