Douluo: I Can Choose My Own Soul Skills

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Although the Blood Armor protected his abdomen from serious injury—only damaging the flesh and skin—the force behind the Vajra Tiger's whipp

Although the Blood Armor protected his abdomen from serious injury—only damaging the flesh and skin—the force behind the Vajra Tiger's whipp

Although the Blood Armor protected his abdomen from serious injury—only damaging the flesh and skin—the force behind the Vajra Tiger's whipping strike still caused Ye Lan intense, burning pain.

Stabilizing his stance, Ye Lan quickly enhanced his soul power again and charged toward the Vajra Tiger.

Seeing that its spinning whip attack had worked once, the Vajra Tiger intended to use the same trick again. It expertly activated its muscles, shifting several meters sideways—perpendicular to Ye Lan's direction.

But Ye Lan didn't give it the chance to execute the move. Using a regular Flash Step, he moved horizontally in sync with the tiger.

As the Vajra Tiger sidestepped, it had already begun twisting its body, but its head wasn't facing Ye Lan.

Its exposed flank was now in Ye Lan's clear line of sight. Without bothering to aim for any weak spot—being this close, it was better to just hit.

A tremendous surge of blood and soul power gathered in Ye Lan's right arm and fist.

"Blood Armor—Meteor Strike!"

A crimson-gold meteor flew like it was about to collide with Venus.

Boom!

Before the Vajra Tiger could react, a wave of excruciating pain flooded its nerves. It felt like its waist had been shattered! A disorienting dizziness overwhelmed it as its body tumbled uncontrollably across the ground.

Having used the Meteor Strike enhanced by Blood Armor, Ye Lan's hand didn't hurt nearly as much this time.

Even better—he discovered that the toughness of the Blood Armor actually amplified the force of Meteor Strike, taking its power to a whole new level—enough to break through the defenses of a 2,000-year-old Vajra Tiger.

As the tiger rolled through the grass, its aching side reminded it that the human before it was simply unbeatable.

The golden-haired youth hadn't even used his martial soul or soul rings, yet still managed to break through its defenses. If he did activate his martial soul, the tiger knew it would likely meet its end.

While the Vajra Tiger was still contemplating how to escape, Xiong Er saw that Ye Lan had gained the upper hand. With a mischievous grin on his bear face, he boldly rushed over, trying to pin the Vajra Tiger down and deliver a good beating.

But the tiger wasn't having it. You can't beat the blond guy, sure—but you think I'm scared of you, you damn bear?

In an instant, the bear and tiger were locked in a scuffle, and before long, Xiong Er was pinned down and manhandled by the Vajra Tiger.

Xiong Er let out an exaggerated, theatrical wail, clearly trying to get Ye Lan's attention.

But Ye Lan wasn't concerned with the two buffoons. Instead, he seemed to hear something unusual in the distance.

Faint wolf howls echoed through the trees, along with the sound of branches snapping underfoot.

"Quiet!" Ye Lan barked, turning to glare at the brawling beasts. The moment his gaze landed on them, both creatures immediately froze, not daring to move.

Ye Lan sighed at the sight of the two idiots. He summoned several strands of fine Blue Silver Grass from his palm and tossed them toward the beasts.

Xiong Er instantly grabbed his portion and shoved it into his mouth. Seeing this, the Vajra Tiger eyed the Blue Silver Grass suspiciously, then gave it a tentative lick.

Moments later, a warm current flowed into its body. The pain in its lower back gradually faded, and life force surged within. The Vajra Tiger, now gentle as a kitten, continued licking the grass and even nudged Xiong Er playfully.

Ignoring the two beasts, Ye Lan used Blue Silver Grass to hoist himself dozens of meters into the air, landing atop a giant tree.

From this height, his field of vision opened up, revealing a sparse forest below the mountainside.

Within that sparse forest, a flickering black figure darted in and out of view. Behind the figure chased several Wind Spirit Wolves, silver-gray with faint green glows. They varied in age from a few decades to a few centuries—about thirty to forty in total.

It was only because the black figure moved so swiftly that the wolves hadn't managed to surround her—otherwise, she would already be dead.

Realizing that it was a human being hunted by soul beasts, Ye Lan didn't hesitate. A flash of golden light lit up his eyes—Golden Eyes: Activated.

In an instant, Ye Lan analyzed the movement patterns of both the human and the wolves. He finally got a clear look at the shadowy figure: under the effect of Martial Soul Possession, she had a pair of black cat ears on her head. Her determined eyes and icy expression exuded a cold, untouchable aura. She had a slim figure, long and powerful legs full of explosive strength, and a swaying black cat tail behind her, helping maintain balance as she ran at high speed.

Ye Lan had a rough guess of the girl's identity—but he couldn't be sure. Could it really be her? What are the odds?

Shaking the thought away, Ye Lan reminded himself that saving her was the priority.

He jumped down from the treetop, just in time to see Xiong Er and the Vajra Tiger still licking Blue Silver Grass with narrowed, blissful eyes.

"Let's go!"

Xiong Er was the first to react, grinning and crawling toward Ye Lan, gesturing for him to climb on. Ye Lan didn't hesitate and mounted the bear, pointing in the direction they needed to go.

The Vajra Tiger saw man and bear heading downhill and wasn't about to miss out on more Blue Silver Grass. With its intelligence intact, the tiger immediately followed them.

The shadowy girl grimaced as pain from the Wind Spirit Wolves' wind blades surged through her body.

To her, the pain was impossible to ignore—but she had to survive, no matter what. Her destiny demanded it. Dozens of wolves chased behind, unleashing howls and launching sharp green wind blades from their mouths.

She zigzagged as she ran, dodging blade after blade—but without eyes on her back, some attacks inevitably hit and wounded her.

Her brow furrowed as she gritted her teeth, pushing forward toward the dense forest ahead.

Her speed was slowing, but she was getting closer and closer to the thicket.

"Almost there! Just a little further! Come on!" she urged herself under her breath.

Just as she was about to enter the dense underbrush, a wind blade struck her calf.

Her leg burned with pain, and she could no longer exert any strength through it.

Still, she clenched her teeth as her first yellow soul ring lit up. Her speed suddenly spiked as she dashed into the forest.

But soon after, her speed dropped again. Glancing back, she'd hoped the wolves would retreat—but they were relentless, their eyes bloodshot as they gave chase.

Luckily, the dense forest's terrain was complicated, causing many wolves to crash into trees, bushes, or thorns, slowing them down.

Just as her soul power was about to run dry, a commotion arose from the depths of the forest ahead.

With her sharp eyesight, the girl spotted a massive Blood-Eyed Bear and a Golden Giant Tiger charging through the woods, smashing everything in their path.

Faced with this terrifying scene—and already on the brink of exhaustion—she slowly came to a stop, a hint of relief on her face.

She whispered softly, "Am I going to die...? Maybe that's for the best. At least I won't die by your hands."

(End of Chapter)