Chapter 257: The Fully-Loaded Heaven Dou First Team, the Despairing Star Luo

A few days later. Spirit City, Spirit Hall. Yue Guan and Ghost returned first, leaving the Ninth Elder and Spirit Kite Douluo to command the retreat of the remaining men in black. The two of them looked at the discussion hall with some fear. Inefficient work. They had dispatched four Titled Douluo, yet they hadn’t even managed to harm a single hair on the other party. No one knew Bibi Dong’s power better than the two of them. "Come in," a gentle and moving voice sounded, making it easy for people to feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze. Yue Guan and Ghost braced themselves and entered, directly sliding to their knees in front of Bibi Dong. "This subordinate was inefficient in my work and failed to kill Shen An. I ask Your Majesty the Pontiff for punishment." A cold snort sounded like a clap of thunder. Bibi Dong’s originally amiable temperament changed. There was an unspeakable majesty. Yue Guan and Ghost actually felt their bodies tremble. "Reporting to Your Majesty the Pontiff, Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Dugu Bo, Meng Shenji of Heaven Dou, and others all made a move. We truly had no opportunity." "Yes, yes, yes, especially that Chen Xin. He actually held off the four of us by himself. Who knows to what extent his realm has advanced." The two of them answered one after another at the side. Bibi Dong’s expression was somewhat gloomy. No matter how you put it, to have planned with intent and yet not have succeeded... "Your Majesty the Pontiff, the Young Master also stood on Shen An’s side, with an appearance of protecting him to the death. This subordinate believes that for this operation, the Young Master may be very angry," Yue Guan continued to say. Now Bibi Dong felt an even greater headache. What if Qian Renxue went crazy and swayed Qian Daoliu’s will? It would undoubtedly split the power of Spirit Hall to a certain extent. This was something she could not accept. I need to find a way to stabilize Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong thought to herself. She casually glanced at Yue Guan and Ghost. If not for the fact that these two were Titled Douluo, she really would have wanted to dismiss them from their posts as punishment. Yue Guan and Ghost felt a chill on their bodies. "Reporting to Lord Pontiff, however, this subordinate has another discovery. Among the soul masters of the Heaven Dou Empire this time, there seems to be the presence of a suspected evil soul master." "Many of our dead subordinates had their life force and energy absorbed to varying degrees." Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly. This matter was really interesting. In this day and age, someone actually dared to cultivate that kind of evil art. "For this matter, you two can hardly escape the blame. However, considering there was a reason for it, and it is a time when we need people, this matter will be dropped." "However, investigate the matter of the evil arts clearly for me." "And that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire, they won’t be laughing for long." "You may withdraw." "Yes." Yue Guan and Ghost let out a breath of relief and immediately left. Only Bibi Dong was left in the discussion hall. Her eyes shone brightly. As the most powerful Pontiff in the history of Spirit Hall, she naturally had the wish to unify the continent. This time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had directly touched her brow. Especially that Chen Xin, who could actually fight one against four. This couldn’t help but give her a bad feeling. "It seems the original first five-year plan needs to be moved up," Bibi Dong murmured, "as well as the handling of Heaven Dou." ——— More than ten days later, the entire procession arrived at Spirit City. The area of Spirit City was about one-tenth of Heaven Dou City, and its city walls actually had six sides. The eighty-meter-high city walls looked so majestic, and their thickness was even more than thirty meters, all built of granite. This undoubtedly brought a great shock to everyone. This city had not existed originally. It was completely funded and built by Spirit Hall itself, allowing it to emerge from nothing at the junction of the two great empires. At the side, Tang San couldn’t help but say, "Such a city wall, even a Titled Douluo couldn’t break it, right?" Under the welcome of a Cardinal Bishop, all the soul master academies were arranged together in a hotel on the west side. Everyone settled down. In three more days, the grand finals would begin. For these three days, the soul masters would meditate on their soul power as much as possible to adjust their state to the optimum. It was just that Zhu Zhuqing seemed a little absent-minded. She didn’t stay in her room, but walked up to the eaves alone, sat down alone, and gazed into the distance. Her gaze was directed to the east side. That was where the participating academy from the Star Luo Empire was arranged to rest. Shen An also walked out, gently sat down beside Zhu Zhuqing, and chuckled lightly, "Don’t worry, I’ve got everything." His voice was very plain, yet it made one unable to help but believe and rely on it. Regarding the matters of Zhu Zhuqing and her family, Shen An naturally knew everything. A smile suddenly appeared on Zhu Zhuqing’s cold little face, with an indescribable sense of peerless grace. The look in her eyes as she looked at Shen An held attachment and even more so, love. She didn’t say anything, just gently leaned on Shen An’s shoulder. It was just that as her eyes lowered, a trace of confusion also flashed. Even if she defeated her sister, would the family allow her to be with Shen An? Their Zhu family had always been in a generational marriage alliance with the royal Dai family. Could she break this family rule? But soon, Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes became firm again. No matter what, she did not want to leave Shen An’s side. In this world where strength determines everything, she would win her own freedom. The silver moon hung high, and the moonlight sprinkled on Zhu Zhuqing’s body, covering her with a layer of silver gauze. She was truly beautiful and moving, like a beauty under the moon. The evening wind gently blew up Zhu Zhuqing’s long hair, which landed on Shen An’s face. Shen An gently brushed Zhu Zhuqing’s hair to one side, quietly looking at this beauty under the moon, only feeling that there was nothing more beautiful than this fine time and beautiful scenery. Zhu Zhuqing also noticed Shen An’s action. With a red face, she pressed most of her body into his embrace. Just as the wind moved, the wind blew the heart. For a moment, the romance was unparalleled. Ning Rongrong asked the little kitty in the room with a serious face, "You really don’t know where those two went?" Tom shook his head blankly. I’m just a little kitty, what could I possibly know? Jerry stood at Tom’s feet, eating cheese and looking at Ning Rongrong with leisure. Stupid. A man and a woman go out late at night. What else could they be doing, studying English? The day before the tournament, Meng Shenji, who had been resting for a period, once again explained the rules of the grand finals to Shen An. "A total of thirty-three teams. The biggest threat is undoubtedly that seeded team from Spirit Hall." Meng Shenji paused as he spoke. Facing Shen An, who could go attack for attack with a Titled Douluo, could that so-called Golden Generation hold up? Meng Shenji fiercely shook his head to cast aside the distracting thoughts. He was only responsible for explaining the rules. "The grand finals will have a total of five rounds. There will be one day of rest between each round." "In the first round of the competition, apart from the three seeded teams, the remaining teams will compete for fifteen promotion spots. The losers will be directly eliminated." "The second round, no need to worry. As the first place in the promotion tournament, you can advance directly." "In the third round, the second place of the promotion tournament can advance directly. The remaining teams will compete for the top six." "There is no bye in the fourth round. All teams will compete for the top three." "The finals, which is also the last round, will first use individual battles to decide the strongest team. The final losing teams will have a team battle, and the winner will have the right to contend for the ownership of the overall championship." Shen An nodded. "Good. This year’s championship, I am determined to win." At the same time, Shen An glanced at his current fame value. After spending two million fame value to acquire the Jade Bone, and another five million fame value to advance to Soul King, Shen An’s current fame value had actually risen back to seven million. According to the system, the exchange for a Soul Emperor’s soul ring was ten million. Shen An’s heart immediately surged. Ever since the Soul Master Tournament began, his upgrade speed was simply unbelievably fast. According to this speed, before the end of the grand finals, or after it ended, he would definitely be able to reach Soul Emperor. At that time, it would be time to make a trip to the Star Luo Empire. Shen An recited silently in his heart. Just helping Zhu Zhuqing win the competition was far from enough for him. What he really had to do was to directly attack the Star Luo Zhu family, tear up Zhu Zhuqing’s marriage contract, sever the family rule that had existed since ancient times, and completely set Zhu Zhuqing free. As for the likes of Tang San, they would be settled all at once then. Early the next morning. All the participating academies, led by a dedicated person from Spirit Hall, came to the competition venue. The venue was located in the center of Spirit City. The huge stage was one hundred meters in diameter and was completely built of granite. This huge competition field was even reinforced with a large number of soul tools. It was said to be able to withstand any attack from a soul master below the Soul Emperor level without being damaged. In terms of the construction of the competition venue, Spirit Hall was indeed rich and imposing. Seeing this, the faces of the three from Meng Shenji’s group were extremely ugly. After coming to Spirit City, what they had seen and heard had made them further feel the power of Spirit Hall. This power was all-encompassing. Could you believe that even the hotel staff were Soul Grandmasters? One must know that even a small portion of the Heaven Dou Royal Knights were not soul masters. The few old men looked at each other, a sense of desolation in their hearts. Spirit Hall’s great power was already established. Where was the future of Heaven Dou? However, Meng Shenji was soon called away to conduct the first round of the draw. In the distance, Feng Xiaotian stared blankly at the slip in his hand. The Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team. He looked up at the sky speechlessly. Damn it, thirty teams, so you’re just going to pick on my Godwind Academy, aren’t you? Thinking of Shen An, that person who had gone attack for attack with a Titled Douluo, Feng Xiaotian couldn’t help but shiver. What the hell am I supposed to play? "Referee, I surrender!" Feng Xiaotian shouted, on the verge of tears. This was the grand finals. Rather than being defeated by Shen An under the watchful eyes of all, it was better to just surrender directly. After receiving the news, Shen An looked at Feng Xiaotian with an unfriendly expression. Delaying my show-off time, this Feng Xiaotian really deserves to die. The opponent in the first round surrendered. A bye in the second round. The top ten of the Continental Elite Tournament were out. Soon, the results of the third round of the draw came out. The second-place academies from both empires’ promotion tournaments had a bye. Star Luo Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy versus Heaven Dou Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy. Spirit Hall Advanced Soul Master Academy versus the number one ranked soul master academy from Star Luo. The Heaven Dou Royal Second Team versus the Wind Sword Sect Academy of the Star Luo Empire. Shen An stood in front of Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing was staring at the competition venue with a face full of fighting spirit. The people from the Heaven Dou First Team were very tactful and did not come forward to disturb them, except for Ning Rongrong who squeezed in. "Zhuqing, what’s wrong with you?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously. At this moment, the fighting spirit contained within Zhu Zhuqing was practically bursting out. Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ning Rongrong and said, "This match, I must win. This is the destiny of my Star Luo Zhu family." Ning Rongrong was somewhat at a loss. Zhu Zhuqing had never mentioned this before. Also, Zhu Zhuqing was from Star Luo. A person from Star Luo had traveled all the way to Shrek? Zhu Zhuqing gave a bitter smile and explained the whole story. "Hah, I was wondering what it was. Don’t worry, Zhuqing. With our current strength, we can definitely win." "Taking a ten-thousand-step back, even if we lose, you can come to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I’d like to see who dares to come to our door to demand a person," the little witch promised very assertively, patting her small chest. A radiant smile appeared on Zhu Zhuqing’s face. The biggest gain from going to Shrek to find Dai Mubai back then was recognizing that person’s true face, as well as gaining the friendship of Shen An, Ning Rongrong, and the others. The match began. The Heaven Dou First Team lined up, standing quietly on the competition stage. For Yu Tianheng and the others, this was a match they could only win, not lose. This was their contest, and even more so, the contest between the two great empires’ royal academies. On the other side of the competition field, a group of seven also came on stage. The person in the lead had a somewhat similar appearance to Dai Mubai, but was a bit taller, and his every move had the air of a superior. The tall young girl beside him was almost as tall as him. She had a full figure, skin like white jade, and a very beautiful face, very similar to Zhu Zhuqing, but without Zhu Zhuqing’s coldness. "Zhuqing, I really didn’t expect that at your age, not only did you participate in this tournament—you should be less than fifteen, right?—but you also got into the Heaven Dou First Team. It was a wise choice for you not to be with that waste, Dai Mubai." Dai Weishi said with a look of approval, "That’s right. That useless brother of mine’s fourth soul ring was actually a ten-year soul ring. He’s simply disgraced my Dai family’s face." The competition in the Star Luo imperial family had always been cruel, so Dai Weishi had even more so developed the good habit of suppressing Dai Mubai at any time. After this was said, Dai Mubai’s face offstage turned green and then white. He could only powerlessly clench his tiger fists. At the side, Tang San’s eyes lit up. No wonder Dai Mubai insisted on watching this match. He never thought he had this other identity. "Little Dai~ ahem, Mubai, you are a prince of Star Luo," the concerned classmate Tang San asked. Dai Mubai nodded lightly and said bitterly, "Yes, but if I can’t compete with Dai Weishi, that one will not only lose the title of prince but also his life." At the side, Tang San immediately comforted him, his words moving. Tang San thought to himself, Perhaps I can help him seize the throne. This way, wouldn’t Dai Mubai’s assistance become my assistance in the future? And his fourth soul ring is only ten years. It will be more beneficial for future control. Dai Mubai never would have thought that Tang San had the idea of helping him seize the throne, although the starting point was not for classmate friendship but for his own interests. "Zhuqing, I regret to inform you that in the Soul Master Tournament, you will have to stop here." "After the match, come back with me. Mom and Dad actually miss you very much. It’s just that they can’t violate the ancestral rules," Zhu Zhuyun’s voice was very soft and charming. "The ones who should stop here are you. You don’t have to be so hypocritical. According to our family rules, everything should be decided by strength." Zhu Zhuqing’s voice was even colder, but her fighting spirit was constantly rising. She was confident she could absolutely defeat Zhu Zhuyun, and this day was one she had dreamed of. The exchange between the two sisters was not in low voices. The numerous soul masters acted as melon-eating spectators, and even more so, many soul masters looked towards the representative of the Star Luo Empire. Offstage, Dai Mubai was very hesitant. He both hoped that Zhu Zhuqing could win and share the pressure for him. After all, the family rules were so. Their fates were tied together. Even if Zhu Zhuqing could defeat Dai Weishi and the other, she could absolutely not escape the shackles of the family. With the compatibility of the White Tiger and the Nether Civet, neither the Zhu family nor the Dai family would allow their family bloodline to flow out. However, the grudge with Shen An, plus having long known that Zhu Zhuqing and Shen An were living together, made him feel green on his head. Therefore, in his heart, he also venomously cursed Zhu Zhuqing, cursing her for being a waste, only able to act as a puppet manipulated by fate. The referee at this time came between the two teams. "Match begin! Both sides, please release your martial souls! The winner can advance to the top six!" As the leader of the Heaven Dou First Team, Yu Tianheng shouted, "Release your martial souls!" Both sides released their martial souls in unison. The soul power fluctuations of Dai Weishi and Zhu Zhuyun were abnormally strong, at least at level forty-six or above. And the five people behind them, four of them had soul power above level forty. This could be called an extremely luxurious team. But what was even more surprising was the Heaven Dou First Team. All seven of them actually had soul power above level forty. For a time, their momentum even surpassed that of the Star Luo First Team. Especially when one thought of what Zhu Zhuyun had just said about Zhu Zhuqing being less than fifteen years old. Also drawing attention was Ning Rongrong. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the number one auxiliary martial soul on the continent. It was just that the people offstage always felt that Ning Rongrong’s Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was a bit strange. Why did it feel like a section was missing, and the body of the pagoda was not very complete? Ning Fengzhi on the stage smiled without speaking. How could he possibly say that Ning Rongrong had achieved the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile? It was too eye-catching. If Ning Rongrong became a Titled Douluo in the future, assisting Chen Xin to fight a level ninety-nine Titled Douluo would be nothing. Dugu Bo offstage looked at his granddaughter and also had a look of gratification. His granddaughter had grown up. The members of Shrek also looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong in disbelief. A Soul Ancestor? How is this possible? Zhu Zhuyun’s pupils shrank, and she said with some loss of composure, "No, this is impossible! When you left home, you were only at level twenty-something. It’s only been two years. How could you possibly have reached Soul Ancestor?" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly, "Nothing is impossible." Having consumed an immortal herb and obtained the Titan soul bone, her soul power level alone was far beyond that of Dai Weishi. Her current cultivation was level forty-eight. Ning Rongrong was not low either, having also reached level forty-four. Dai Weishi’s face was also ugly. As a member of the imperial family, he was naturally knowledgeable. What was this on the other side? The continent’s number one beast martial soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon; the strongest healing martial soul, the Nine Heart Begonia; the strongest auxiliary martial soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. And, that martial soul next to them, whose aura was even stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, who called itself the Jade-Phosphor Divine Dragon—what the hell was that? Especially Zhu Zhuqing. Shouldn’t she be the Nether Civet? Why was her style completely different from Zhu Zhuyun’s? One could only say it far surpassed it. "A martial soul mutation," Zhu Zhuyun said in disbelief. And it was a benign mutation at that. This was a tough battle. Dai Weishi and Zhu Zhuyun looked at each other and rushed up without any hesitation. This was not just a competition, but also about their lives. This would be a battle of life and death. A ray of auxiliary light was injected from behind her. Zhu Zhuyun instantly disappeared from her spot, leaving only a faint afterimage. Her body drew an arc and pounced towards Ning Rongrong. "Boom!" Zhu Zhuqing arrived later but struck first. Even without Ning Rongrong’s amplification, her speed was faster than Zhu Zhuyun’s. The two collided in the air. Sharp claws met. Accompanied by a series of sparks, Zhu Zhuyun was actually sent flying horizontally. Zhu Zhuyun was stunned. You’re supposed to be an agility-attack type soul master. How is your strength greater than Dai Weishi’s? Dai Weishi also met Yu Tianheng. Under the suppression of soul power, the two of them went fist to fist, and a violent collision occurred. My level is at least five levels higher than his. The advantage is mine, Dai Weishi thought domineeringly. But as they fought, Dai Weishi discovered something was wrong. Why were the wounds on his body increasing the more he fought, while Yu Tianheng was completely fine? He saw a colored light and a petal-shaped white light continuously landing on Yu Tianheng’s body. Weak level? It doesn’t matter. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will make it up for you. Injured? It doesn’t matter. The Nine Heart Begonia will protect you. The three old men from Meng Shenji’s group were laughing heartily in the VIP seats. Satisfying! This year was the most glorious year for their Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Dugu Yan and the Shi brothers each found their own opponents. Dugu Yan fought one against two, and the Shi brothers fought two against one. Both were almost overwhelming battles. Ning Rongrong’s eyes turned, and she looked at the two idle male auxiliary-type soul masters on the other side. Rubbing her small fists, she walked over with a cheeky look. The two male auxiliary-type soul masters also looked at Ning Rongrong with unfriendly eyes. Both were auxiliary-type soul masters. Who was afraid of whom? What’s more, a male’s strength was innately superior to a female’s. Then, the two of them were beaten by Ning Rongrong’s small fists until they doubted their lives. Is this fcking a woman? This is a humanoid tyrannosaurus!* Ye Lingling, hiding in the back, silently covered her eyes, remembering Ning Rongrong’s unreasonable brute force. Ning Fengzhi’s mouth twitched as he watched from the stage. The style of this daughter of mine is a bit different. Also, since when was the combat power of an auxiliary-type soul master so strong? Ning Fengzhi naturally didn’t know that his daughter had been using Tom’s fitness dumbbells every day. Three jin of strength a day. Now, a year had passed. A single swing of her arm was over a thousand jin of force. Let alone an auxiliary-type soul master, even a battle soul master would doubt their life after taking two punches from Ning Rongrong. The audience was boiling. The Heaven Dou Royal Academy, which couldn’t be called a strong team in previous years, was actually pressing down on the Star Luo Royal Academy. Dai Weishi, his face bruised and swollen, was beaten back by Yu Tianheng. At his side was the approaching Zhu Zhuyun. The two of them had mournful faces. They discovered with sorrow that only the two of them were left on the field. A ruthless look flashed in Dai Weishi’s eyes. Since they couldn’t win, then they would find a way to cripple Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing was too strong. She had already threatened their position. If the family knew of Zhu Zhuqing’s performance today, they would be done for. The two looked at each other and nodded silently. The next moment, a white tiger sparkling with golden light and a civet emitting a faint black light fused in the air. A huge Nether White Tiger was presented before everyone. All their soul power erupted. The huge Nether White Tiger, carrying a majestic and terrifying aura, transformed into a surging stream of light and attacked Zhu Zhuqing. A trace of mockery crossed the corner of Zhu Zhuqing’s mouth. Are they getting desperate and preparing to kill? Looking at the majestic Nether White Tiger, Zhu Zhuqing was not flustered. Her third skill was teleportation. With continuous bursts, dodging was not a difficult matter. But she was not prepared to do so. A dazzling light bloomed in Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes. She wanted to defeat the opponent head-on! "Rongrong, give me an amplification! The rest of you, don’t interfere!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted. "Alright!" Ning Rongrong, who had dealt with the two auxiliary-type soul masters, decisively activated four soul skills to amplify Zhu Zhuqing. A ball of yellow light condensed on Zhu Zhuqing’s left fist. The air seemed to form a huge, distorted vortex. A huge, solid yellow light gushed out! The hundred-thousand-year soul bone skill, Titan’s Azure Sky Break, versus the martial soul fusion skill, the Nether White Tiger!