Douluo: Starting with an Engagement to Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 58: Final Chapter

"Having the hat that was pinned on Dai Yao returned to him intact—what a self-inflicted punishment," Zhu Zhuyue thought to herself.

She tried to gauge from Dai Yao's expression whether he was bluffing, but there was no way to tell from his killing intent-filled face.

After all, Dai Yao had just fought for so long; his soul power must be nearly exhausted.

Taking a deep breath, her peach blossom eyes turned sharp. She didn't believe even a weakened Dai Yao could be unbeatable.

"Fine. If you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish!"

At this moment, Dai Yaming was still begging for Zhu Zhuyue's safety.

Dai Yao ignored him, hearing Zhu Zhuyue's agreement to the challenge. He immediately grinned, kicked Dai Yaming aside, and stood in the arena, waiting for Zhu Zhuyue.

Zhu Zhuyue's sister, Zhu Zhuqing, was anxious. She understood that Dai Yao wanted to take revenge for her, but in her current state, she didn't want Dai Yao to be put in danger for her sake.

Just as she was about to stop him, Dai Hengyu held her back.

"Trust him. Since he's challenging Zhu Zhuyue in front of everyone, he must have a foolproof plan."

Dai Hengyu understood the suffering Dai Yao had endured over the past three years. Moreover, since Dai Yao would soon be leaving the Star Luo Empire, this was his last chance for revenge. Today was the day for him to strike back.

Amid the spectators' confusion, the duel officially began.

Zhu Zhuyue glared at Dai Yao, anger and sorrow in her eyes as she watched Dai Yaming beg for her life. If looks could kill, Dai Yao would have been ripped apart by her gaze.

"I will avenge you," Zhu Zhuyue vowed silently.

She was wary of Dai Yao's strength. After activating her martial soul, instead of confronting him directly, she used her agility as a speed-type soul master to circle him, just like when she fought Dai Yaming. Her aim was to exhaust Dai Yao's soul power.

After all, he had just fought a battle, so it wouldn't take much to deplete his energy.

"Clever!" Dai Yao said, understanding her strategy and giving her a nod of praise.

"But what does that matter?" he added.

White light flashed as the wings on Dai Yao's back flapped. The King symbol on his forehead emanated a terrifying pressure that no one could look at directly, making people want to kneel in worship.

The overwhelming pressure from his martial soul caused the soul masters in the front rows of the audience to feel fear.

For Zhu Zhuyue, facing that immense martial soul pressure was even more unbearable. Her soul power became sluggish, and even her movements slowed down significantly.

"This is bad!" Zhu Zhuyue thought, sensing an ominous premonition.

"I've got you now." Dai Yao smirked.

He activated his soul power, using his explosive step to instantly close the distance between them.

Under the immense pressure of his martial soul, Zhu Zhuyue's movements seemed like those of a snail in Dai Yao's eyes.

Though she was ahead of him, Dai Yao quickly caught up.

Zhu Zhuyue, in stealth mode, suddenly felt a jolt of danger and turned her head to look back.

She saw Dai Yao's cold, emotionless face and the surging soul power surrounding him, indicating he was preparing to unleash an extremely terrifying soul skill.

Realizing she couldn't avoid it, she knew she had no choice but to fight back.

Her second soul ring flared.

"Second Soul Skill—Ghostly Claw of the Underworld!"

She bent slightly, unleashing a powerful surge of energy that formed countless pale purple claws, which rushed toward Dai Yao.

"No!" Dai Yaming, lying on the ground, could do nothing but watch in despair.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

Dai Yao roared.

Relying on his robust physical strength, he endured the full force of Zhu Zhuyue's Ghostly Claw of the Underworld, but still struck her with a punch.

Zhu Zhuyue was sent flying through the air by the Eight Extremes Collapse. Though she was injured, a small sense of relief washed over her, as Dai Yao had taken the full brunt of her second soul skill and appeared far worse off than she did.

However, she soon realized something was wrong. She had used her hand to block Dai Yao's attack, and the tremendous force had left her palm numb.

The numbness quickly spread up her arm, then to her entire body. Soon, it transformed into excruciating pain that felt as though her internal organs were being burned by fire.

"Ah!" Zhu Zhuyue screamed in agony, curling up and shaking violently on the ground.

Dai Yaming, lying nearby, looked on in sympathy.

While fighting Dai Yao, he had always been on guard against this move, but Zhu Zhuyue had no defense against it. With a single clash, she was already defeated.

Dai Yao felt a surge of satisfaction—this was the power of the hidden force.

By taking Zhu Zhuyue's soul skill head-on, he had triggered the Eight Extremes Collapse to land on her body.

Once hit, the outcome was inevitable. As expected, he had finished her in an instant.

At the level of a Great Soul Master, regular opponents were no match for him. Only someone like Dai Yaming, with a top-tier martial soul and even a soul bone, could stand a chance against him.

Even now, Dai Yao still had around 20% of his soul power left.

At the Great Soul Master level, he was essentially invincible.

He walked toward Zhu Zhuyue's side, looking down at her coldly.

"Did you ever think about this day, when you so recklessly insulted me and Zhu Qing?" he said coldly.

Zhu Zhuyue's once seductive face was now filled with terror. The arrogance and contempt she had shown toward Dai Yao and Zhu Qing had vanished entirely.

Dai Yao raised his right hand high, channeling his soul power, and prepared to strike down at her.

The ground shook, and Zhu Zhuyue's chest heaved violently as blood splattered through the air.

Dai Yao's brutal treatment of her sent a chill through the spectators. Such a beautiful woman, and he could strike her down without hesitation?

Unfortunately, knives and hidden weapons weren't allowed in the arena, so he had to rely on his fists.

He slowly raised his bloodied fist, dripping with fresh blood—the blood of his enemies.

"This punch is for Zhu Qing. If it weren't for me, she would have already been dead by now," Dai Yao said coldly.

With one final punch, Zhu Zhuyue's face was completely disfigured.

As Dai Yao prepared to continue his assault, his foot was suddenly hindered.

It was Dai Yaming's hand, badly injured and covered in blood.

Little by little, he crawled over to Dai Yao and clutched his foot, begging.

"Please spare her. It's all my fault. The bad reputation I got was because I sent that fat guy to do it. Please, spare her. I'll give my life in exchange for hers."

Lying motionless on the ground, Zhu Zhuyue heard these words, and two lines of tears streamed down her once-beautiful face.

The audience was deeply moved by the genuine feelings between Dai Yaming and Zhu Zhuyue. Though they were royal figures, their love was so profound that one would be willing to die for the other.

Dai Yao seemed unmoved. He kicked Dai Yaming aside and prepared to continue his execution of Zhu Zhuyue.

"The Fourth Prince is so cold-hearted."

"Yeah, he's completely ruthless."

Seeing Dai Yao prepare to strike again, many spectators began to criticize him. They couldn't understand why he still insisted on attacking after already nearly destroying Dai Yaming and Zhu Zhuyue. Wasn't it enough to get rid of the bad reputation from three years ago? Wasn't Zhu Zhuqing alive and well after the duel a while ago? Why couldn't he let go?

Amidst the growing chorus of condemnation, Dai Yao remained indifferent, channeling his soul power.

But then, a voice transmission entered his ear.

(End of Chapter)

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