Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 708 Golden Dragon Explosion
"Heh, heh heh heh, I'll endure it for the sake of a level nine soul tool!"

Huo Yunche, who thought, "Either I explode in silence or I become a monster in silence," gripped the carving knife and cursed viciously.

Three days!

Three whole days!

Heaven knows what she was feeling when she was stopped by the guards at the gate after just catching her breath and preparing to go back to rest after the first day's competition with number 398.

After only an hour's rest, they were forced back onto the field!
Even a skinflint like Zhou Bapi wouldn't be this exploitative!
They weren't afraid that some soul tool might explode and blow up the entire venue.
"boom--"

What you say comes true.

Huo Yunche sighed, not sparing a glance at the unfortunate colleague affected by the self-destruction of the soul tool he had developed. He gripped the carving knife in his hand even tighter, and his carving became even more meticulous.

In contrast, the resentment surrounding him became even thicker.

Even in the final soul tool competition, she was too lazy to even raise her eyes. Relying on the astonishing resentment after three days of sleepless nights, and crossing out the precise perception resulting from highly concentrated attention, she casually unleashed a blast.

They successfully secured their place in the finals with a single shot.

"The finals will be held on the rest day between the elimination rounds and the finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament."

"For one day."

"The location remains the same. Staff will guide you to the specific competition venue."

"understood."

Huo Yunche nodded slightly, his tone revealing no surprise at advancing, only deep exhaustion and a hint of relief that it was finally over.

She raised her hand and waved, then turned around. The weariness and stagnation of the past few days finally found an outlet in her slightly parted lips. One yawn after another, coupled with the soreness in the corners of her eyes, finally settled quietly the moment she stepped out of the Green Hotel.

"The moon is beautiful tonight."

The girl murmured.

The silver moon hangs high, and the night breeze illuminates the way home.

Of course, what's illuminated could also be a deadly threat!
"--call out"

Huo Yunche suddenly stopped, his gaze shifting to the direction from which he vaguely caught a faint, almost imperceptible sound of something breaking through the air.

"Tsk, what a hassle."

She looked up and murmured, "Why did they have to choose today of all days?"

"One, two, thirty-one."

A ripple of blood spread across his pupils.

The girl who was fighting with a gun not far away suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

Ten enemies, huh?
Huo Yunche lowered his eyes and head, letting the exhaustion he had suppressed take over.

Immediately afterwards, the young man's once eager and determined figure collapsed, as if he had exhausted his last bit of energy while walking, and he staggered and turned away.

Their route was erratic and disorganized, lacking any discernible pattern. If one were to meet their gaze, their disorganization would be even more apparent.

I'll cosplay the image of someone who's exhausted and only has their last bit of willpower to keep them going back to rest, and I'll do it almost perfectly.

until--

"—Snap!"

The flying fragments arrived in an instant amidst the chaos of battle. A strong gust of wind blew off the brim of the stray's hat, and the fragments passed through his disheveled silver hair, grazing the side of his face.

The mask shattered instantly.

Huo Yunche, who had precisely thrown himself into the flying debris, seemed to only then realize what was happening and turned his face away. It took him a long time to come to his senses, and he raised his hand to cover the half of his face that had been hit, while his other hand barely caught the last piece of the falling mask fragment.

Two cold, soft sighs fell.

Blood-red drops seeped through the gaps between his fingers.

Just kidding, actually it was a well-prepared method of juicing cherry tomatoes and crushing them by hand, which has become very popular.

But compared to this...

The boy who spoke didn't care about his injuries at all. Instead, he held the mask fragment in his fingers and waved it in front of his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly in dissatisfaction.

"Do you know how expensive it is to buy a disguised soul tool from those stingy black market forces?"

Yes, buy it for free.

Huo Yunche slightly curled the corners of his lips, but his raised eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and resentment at being inexplicably disturbed and losing property.

"Ha! If you hit me, don't blame me for fighting back."

???

Are you alright?! Is this kind of inhuman behavior all the rage among young people these days?

Seeing the strange silver-haired, black-robed man who had inexplicably barged in and was even arguing with the enemy, the black-clad men, who had originally formed a "villainous" camp out of their own urge to covet the 100,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone, felt a rare pang of unease.

But what really hurt them was yet to come.

The mask fragments suddenly ripped through the air. Especially with someone's deliberate enhancement, the seemingly powerless fragments, which had concealed all their cold light, easily broke through the black-clad man's defenses. The soul power, compressed to nearly 90% of its strength, exploded instantly!
In the blink of an eye, a precise "neck" strike blew through half of a man in black's shoulder and neck.

Di Qiu reacted extremely quickly, advancing instead of retreating. He wielded his golden dragon spear, striking several times in the void, creating a series of illusions and real attacks. Dozens of spear shadows shot out, and a single point of sharp light, enough to tear through the defenses of a Soul Douluo-level character, instantly pierced through their throats!
Not satisfied, he swept his spear across the body of the man in black, a dazzling purple light flashing on the spear.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Burst!"

With a deafening roar, the violent shockwave crushed the black-clad man's remains, and the scattered pieces of his body covered his face and body. Then, it exploded again, a dragon's roar tearing through the sky, and a golden dragon phantom twisted along with the spear, bursting forth with a gigantic light!
Everyone was blown away, with the gun as the center.

Taking advantage of the rising dust, Di Qiu once again pierced the throat of a black-clad man with the cultivation of a Soul Saint with his spear. He then quickly withdrew and escaped from the encirclement unscathed, landing less than two body lengths away from Huo Yunche with a few leaps.

Although we don't know who they are, they can be considered allies for the time being.

Dijiu quickly made a judgment.

"The captain of the Polaris team—"

"If you distract them, how many can you take down with a single all-out attack?"

Huo Yunche released his hand from his left cheek and shook it off. He then used his soul power to quickly dry his sticky hands, which were covered in tomato juice.

Di Qiu glanced at her hand with a strange look and pursed her lips.

"The vanguard is nothing to fear; one strike is enough."

Huo Yunche tilted his head and made a throat-cutting gesture.

It's kind of cute.

Di Qiu coughed lightly, glancing slightly to the side, his hand gripping the spear unconsciously tightening.

"One strike would be enough to cripple their fighting ability, but to kill them, we would probably have to use our Martial Soul True Body. But using our Martial Soul True Body to deal with them is not worthwhile."

She turned her head and spoke softly, a few drops of condensation creeping onto her face.

The allure of a 100,000-year-old soul beast to humans is like a bone to a vicious dog. From the moment the major soul beast factions joined forces to form a team and agreed to participate in the competition, they had already anticipated this day.

But to our surprise, the greedy dog ​​couldn't even wait a moment.

Especially.
Although she lured away most of the pursuers first, it's likely that after eliminating this group, the next to make a move will be someone at the Title Douluo level.

I wonder how Fuqibao and the others are doing.