After Yun Chuan announced his martial soul level, the four clan leaders exchanged glances and simultaneously summoned their martial souls, revealing their soul rings and levels:
Titan, Martial Soul "Gorilla Great Strength", Level 86 Strength-Type Douluo!
Niu Gao, Martial Soul "Armored Rhinoceros", Level 84 Defense-Type Douluo!
Bai He, Martial Soul "Pointed-tail Swift Hawk", Level 84 Agility-Attack-type Douluo!
Yang Wudi, Martial Soul "Soul-Breaking Spear", Level 82 Heavy Attack-Type Douluo!
Their soul rings glowed the optimum combination of yellows, purples, blacks—best configurations—but compared to Yun Chuan's nine rings, especially the blood-red eighth and ninth rings, their aura was far weaker.
"I've long heard the power of the 'Strength, Defense, Agility, Attack' Four Great Clans—with their single attribute focus, their power far exceeds peers," Yun Chuan said calmly, "Today I ask your guidance in a friendly spar. Win or lose, this settles all."
At his command, all five charged.
BOOM!
The battlefield shook violently—rocks flew, buildings trembled.
At the first clash, Yun Chuan noticed their distinctive styles: Titan had crushing power; Niu Gao was stalwart defense; Bai He excelled in speed; Yang Wudi was an aggressive attacker.
Yang Wudi's spear techniques were formidable and explosive, possibly overpowering ordinary Douluo and flipping the tide, but none of that mattered to Yun Chuan.
Since breaking free of the Soul Master system, Yun Chuan's body was like diamond—repeatedly reinforced by his five-element light and rare ores absorbed.
Yang Wudi's spear struck, ringing the metal against Yun Chuan's body, but failed to penetrate. Shocked, Yang Wudi realized his attacks were useless.
Yun Chuan essentially ignored Yang's attacks and focused first on Titan, the brute strength fighter. Having lifted his Clear Sky Hammer, capable of creating seismic shakes with a light tap, Yun Chuan matched Titan's punch with a fist.
BOOM!
Titan felt his punch hit a mountain of magically forged iron, overwhelming him with a primeval, indomitable force that blasted him off his feet.
"Old gorilla!" Niu Gao exclaimed seeing Titan thrown down easily, but promptly Yun Chuan turned his gaze to him and raised his fist:
"Know this... speed is power!"
A white flash struck Niu Gao's chest with earth-shaking force. The supposedly unbreakable defense was shattered.
"Old rhino!" Yang Wudi roared, escalating to his 7th and 8th soul skills, doubling his destructive force.
Still Yun Chuan remained unfazed, his body impervious, his eyes closed, defenses as strong as gold—even Yang's spear strikes to any location had no effect.
He then targeted Bai He, the Min Clan lord. Known for agility and speed, normally impossible to catch—but against Yun Chuan's pseudo-light speed? Bai He was an easy target.
Yun Chuan had long puzzled why speed-type soul masters were fast but often frail. Here, seeing Bai He, it became clear: their speed came largely from martial soul skills protecting them from recoil. Their body cannot really withstand such impact.
Like delicate eggs, their speed defenses were offset by fragile physiques.
In contrast, Yun Chuan's body could harness speed-induced kinetic energy to unleash devastating power.
"Light Speed Fist!"
Bai He barely heard a whisper before a radiant white fist struck him, sending him flying hard through the air.
Min Clan—down!
Finally, only Yang Wudi remained—buzzing around like a mosquito, striking rapidly but without harm.
Yun Chuan made a hand blade gesture, slapped once.
SLAP!
White light flashed; Yang Wudi's eyes rolled back as he collapsed unconscious.
One second he was in front of Yun Chuan, next moment Yun Chuan was behind him with his blade raised.
Fight… ended.
In less than half a minute, all four single-attribute clan lords lay defeated.
(End of Chapter 107)