Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

Chapter 605 Swan Prince
boom--

The propulsion soul tool emitted several bright white beams of light from behind Zhao He, propelling the massive humanoid soul tool to an astonishing speed.

Large objects usually appear clumsy, but at this moment, Zhao He's explosive power combined with his astonishing size brought a devastating momentum.

Faced with the bull-like rampage, even Xue Lan, a Soul Emperor, dared not confront it head-on. With a flap of her wings, the white swan nimbly dodged, revealing a solemn expression.

The humanoid soul tool in front of us had no ranged attacks and seemed to have been fully enhanced in melee combat. The enormous impact force amplified by the soul tool seemed unstoppable.

While maintaining high speed, Zhao He also demonstrated remarkable agility.

Seeing that his first charge was dodged, he quickly used the propulsion beams on his back to adjust his posture and direction, and launched another attack.

Xue Lan skillfully dodged this attack once again.

The cycle repeated itself, turning into a one-sided chase.

Xue Lan's caution was not without reason; no one would be foolish enough to use their own flesh and blood to compete with the hardness of metal.

Moreover, this humanoid soul-guided device was a full four meters tall; the sheer force of its rampage was enough to scatter a cavalry unit and smash through countless skyscrapers.

However, this avoidance gradually aroused dissatisfaction among the audience.

"Why is His Highness running? Is he no match for Ming Dou?" Some viewers began to speculate anxiously.

These spectators couldn't understand any tactics or strategies; all they saw was the noble Prince Xuelan fleeing in a sorry state.

Running away means you can't win, and if you can't win, you lose the game.

In previous matches, there were warnings for deliberately avoiding play for an extended period, but this time the referee remained unmoved.

Xue Lingzhao on the imperial city wall held her breath and stared intently at the battle situation, afraid of missing a single detail.

In the rest area of ​​Mingdou Academy, the team members were both nervous and excited. Today was the perfect opportunity to test their results. The power of the humanoid soul tool was already comparable to that of a Soul Emperor.

As for Huo Yuhao, he remained very calm and did not seem to care much about the outcome of the match.

Anyway, the purpose of this match is just to train the troops. Ming Dou's main force didn't even send half of its troops, and they even sent Qian Feng to broaden his horizons.

Whether it was because she had observed enough information about her opponent or sensed the emotions outside the arena, Xue Lan stopped dodging and finally launched an attack during the gap when Zhao He adjusted his direction after being dodged once again.

Ding--

Suddenly, the jet-black fifth soul ring on Xue Lan's back flashed, and her white swan wings instantly expanded to more than two or three times their original size. At the same time, she let out a clear swan cry, and her body emitted a faint yellowish-white light.

At this moment, Xue Lan seemed to transform into an elegant and noble white swan, driving away the violent scoundrels who had desecrated him.

Seeing that Xue Lan was no longer dodging, Zhao He seized this great opportunity and controlled the direction to aim at Xue Lan's torso.

He had already raised the right arm of the humanoid soul tool and was gathering strength backward.

The limbs of the humanoid soul tool alone were thicker than Xue Lan's entire body, enough to foresee the tragic scene of Xue Lan being sent flying like a kite with a broken string when the two collided.

Unexpectedly, Zhao He's giant fist failed to knock Xue Lan away. Just before his right arm was about to touch Xue Lan, it was stopped by those seemingly delicate white wings.

The swan wings, like a mother's hands, protected Xue Lan's body from behind. The seemingly slender wings unleashed tremendous power, preventing the thick metal arm from moving forward even an inch.

Seeing that his attack had failed, Zhao He immediately mobilized the soul power in the sealed milk bottle inside the humanoid soul tool and pushed it behind his back to converge with his right arm.

The power of the soul tools in each part of his body increased significantly, and the metal man's strength also increased accordingly, but he still failed to break through the protection of the pure white wings. "Your strength is very strong, but unfortunately it is just rigid strength. Without the variations that soul power should have, it is impossible for you to defeat me."

Xue Lan spoke calmly, explaining that his fifth soul skill, Swan's Defense, was a defensive soul skill that granted him the ability to withstand large-scale attacks from the front.

This move is not perfect, and it is poor at defending against energy attacks, but it is precisely the greatest nemesis of someone like Zhao He who is skilled in brute force.

"Give up. You can't defeat me with sheer power." Xue Lan smiled as she watched Zhao He increase his strength. Her sixth spirit ring gradually flickered, preparing to defeat her opponent with a swift and decisive blow and demonstrate the fighting spirit team's momentum.

Zhao He's voice came from beneath the metal mask of the humanoid soul tool: "That just means the power isn't strong enough."

The next moment, a bright white light appeared at the elbow of the humanoid soul tool's thick right arm.

It was a thruster mounted on the arm.

A white light flashed, and the propulsive force of the right arm instantly increased several times, determined to break through the defense line formed by the swan's wings.

In an instant, Xue Lan's expression changed from composure to surprise and solemnity. The pressure from the tips of his wings grew stronger and stronger, seemingly capable of truly piercing through his proud defenses.

There are no fancy techniques, attributes, or energy; only the purest material power in the world, concentrated within metal.

Whoever is stronger will be the winner.

Xue Lan let out a soft breath, and finally unleashed her long-prepared sixth soul skill, the yellow-white light around her becoming even more intense and pure.

Sixth Soul Skill: Swan's Sigh.

With a loud and clear cry, the already gigantic wings suddenly burst forth with tremendous power, violently repelling Zhao He's humanoid soul tool. At the same time, a faint aura of holiness also emerged from Xue Lan's body.

"Hmm?" Huo Yuhao, who was in the rest area, raised his eyebrows and looked up at Xue Lan. There was a faint holy aura in the other party's soul skill.

However, it probably didn't come from the martial soul itself, so it must have come from the soul beast to which the soul ring belonged.

Under the effect of this soul skill, the humanoid soul tool surrounding Zhao He also stopped moving and froze in place.

The sealed milk bottles equipped on the humanoid soul tool are used not only for propulsion but also for defense against the soul tool. However, all the milk bottles have exhausted their soul power at this moment, including the controller.

The humanoid soul tool, having exhausted its soul power, disintegrated, revealing Zhao He, who was also drenched in sweat inside. The outcome was now clear.

"The winner is the Royal Academy of Fighting Spirits."

Xue Lan stood in the center of the field, raised her right arm to the sky, and revealed a confident and radiant smile.

The entire stadium erupted in enthusiastic cheers once again, applauding the handsome and talented prince.

They couldn't see what soul skills were being used on the field, or what their effects were; they only knew that whoever stood still would win.

Huo Yuhao knew perfectly well that Xue Lan had also consumed a great deal of soul power after using that powerful sixth soul skill.

“Light, with a touch of holiness, quite interesting, tsk tsk tsk, what a pity…” Huo Yuhao looked at the stage, shook his head and revealed a sly smile.

Inside the Mingdou team's preparation area, the morale of the team members was inevitably somewhat shaken.

The fact that their two main fighters, who possessed a secret weapon, were defeated by the opponent, causing a strong sense of frustration, made people wonder if the Soul Emperor was truly invincible.

If only all the main forces were deployed, the two level 5 Soul Masters, who were already severely depleted, would be unable to cope with the subsequent team battles.

"I'm next." At this moment, Qianfeng's indifferent voice rang out, and he walked onto the field without saying another word.