Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

The battle lasted for several minutes. Jia Ming's soul power was rapidly depleted, and he suffered multiple abrasions from Ning Rongrong's fists, with blood seeping out. His breathing gradually became unstable.

He was shocked and could hardly believe that a support-type Soul Master could have such combat power.

A cold glint flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and she shouted in a low voice, "Extreme Technique!"

She concentrated all her soul power into one point, and her right fist suddenly slammed out. It was as if an invisible storm was wrapped around her fist, and the terrifying force directly pierced through Jia Ming's defense.

With a muffled thud, Jia Ming's body flew off the stage like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and completely losing his ability to fight.

A gasp erupted from the audience. Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that a support-type Soul Master could defeat the offensive-type Jia Ming head-on.

A flicker of shock crossed the referee's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and loudly announced Jia Ming's elimination.

Thanos's team's morale soared, and Xiao Wu and the others seized the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, temporarily tilting the situation in their favor.

However, Han Gao did not panic because of Jia Ming's elimination; instead, his eyes became even more gloomy.

Seeing Xiao Wu and the others' fierce attack, he roared, "Enough! Xiao Wu, you're too arrogant!"

Before she finished speaking, the Ice Fox Martial Soul behind Xiao Wu shone brightly, unleashing its Soul Skill, "Frozen Domain."

Activate instantly.

The entire arena seemed to be covered in ice, with a thick layer of frost on the ground and fine snowflakes drifting in the air. Frozen objects fell from the sky and slammed into the six members of the puppet team.

The sounds of ice colliding with soul power were incessant, and the members of the puppet team were injured one after another, their movements becoming sluggish.

Taking advantage of the situation, Xiao Wu unleashed her soul skill, "Rapid Kill."

The phantom of the Ice Fox flickered behind her, and the eerie light increased her speed dramatically, transforming her into a pink streak of light as she rushed straight towards Han Gao.

Her figure was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch, and every attack was filled with a chilling coldness. Han Gao was forced to retreat repeatedly, and many parts of his body were covered with frost, making his movements increasingly stiff.

The Soul Masters in the audience held their breath, stunned by Xiao Wu's terrifying speed and power.

Han Gao was in a sorry state, and his anger burned fiercely in his chest.

He suddenly roared to the sky, unleashing his soul skill, "Giant Bear Transformation."

He launched a fierce attack! His body rapidly expanded, transforming into a giant bear five meters tall, its fur standing on end like steel needles, and the ground beneath its feet trembled.

His fists swung out like heavy hammers, carrying terrifying soul power fluctuations, and with one punch, he sent Xiao Wu flying.

Xiao Wu tumbled several times in the air, and when she landed, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her face was pale.

Upon seeing this, Wang Sheng roared and rushed forward to support Xiao Wu.

The two of them worked together to resist Han Gao's attack, but the immense force caused them to keep retreating, cracking the ice beneath their feet and nearly causing them to fall off the stage.

Zhu Zhuqing tried to rescue him, but was blasted away by the aftershock of Han Gao's soul power, her face turned pale, and she was directly eliminated.

Huang Yuan was also knocked back to the edge of the arena, his breath weak and his fighting power almost completely gone.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong struggled to hold on from the rear, but their strength seemed so insignificant in the face of Han Gao, who had transformed into a giant bear.

At the critical moment, Wang Sheng stepped forward and roared, "Azure Dragon Overlord Body!"

His martial soul, Azure Dragon, roared out, his body instantly swelled, his muscles bulged, his soul power surged, and his strength approached that of a Soul King.

He stepped forward and confronted Han Gao head-on.

Fist against fist, the collision of forces made the arena tremble, and the fluctuations of soul power spread like ripples, causing the soul masters in the audience to feel a sense of unease.

The two fought with brutal, bone-crunching blows, each strike seemingly tearing the air apart, causing the arena floor to crack and sending fragments of stone flying.

However, Han Gao's Giant Bear Transformation was truly terrifying; every punch he threw carried an overwhelming force.

Although Wang Sheng tried his best, he was ultimately slightly inferior in terms of soul power level.

After a few punches, his steps became unsteady, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Han Gao seized the opportunity and threw a punch. The terrifying force sent Wang Sheng flying, his body arcing through the air before crashing heavily off the stage.

With the last member of Thanos's team eliminated, the match ended.

The referee's voice rang out from the arena: "Puppet Team wins!"

His tone was calm, but he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

The intensity of the match far exceeded expectations, and Thanos's team's performance took everyone by surprise.

The air inside the stadium still seemed to carry the lingering smoke of the fierce battle, and the scattered pebbles and cracks on the ground silently testified to the intensity of the fight.

The members of Thanos's team walked heavily out of the competition area, all six of them wearing expressions of exhaustion and disappointment.

Xiao Wu walked at the front, her rabbit ears drooping slightly, her eyes lowered, and her voice unusually low: "Teacher Zhao, we have disappointed you."

Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and the others behind her also looked gloomy, their brows furrowed with resentment.

They were initially full of confidence, thinking they could easily win the match, but who would have thought that Han Gao's terrifying martial spirit power was like an insurmountable mountain, crushing their hopes.

Han Gao stood not far away, having returned to his original appearance.

A cold smile played on his slightly sinister face as he glanced at Xiao Wu and the others with a hint of contempt: "Monster Squad? Hmph, just a bunch of greenhorn brats. They can't even beat our Puppet Squad, yet they dare to call themselves monsters?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was as piercing as a knife, stabbing deep into the hearts of every member of Thanos's team.

The puppet team members behind Han Gao struggled to their feet, brushed the dust off their bodies, and looked at Xiao Wu and the others with complicated expressions.

They were still shaken; if Han Gao hadn't unleashed that terrifying power at the last moment, they probably would have been defeated long ago.

Even so, they had to admit that these young opponents were far stronger than expected and were by no means ordinary.

"Let's go."

Han Gao snorted and turned to leave. The members of the Puppet Team followed closely behind, their steps somewhat unsteady, but their eyes held a hint of fear towards Thanos's team.

They knew that if they were to face off again, the outcome would likely remain uncertain.

Outside the competition area, Zhao Wuji stood aside, calmly watching his students.

He could see that all six of them were injured, especially Xiao Wu and Huang Yuan, whose mouths still had traces of blood that hadn't dried, and their faces were pale, clearly indicating that they were seriously injured.

He frowned, stepped forward, and said in a gentle tone, "Alright, don't look so down."

You guys are all seriously injured. You won't be involved in the next match. Come back to the academy with me and get proper treatment.

If the injury leaves a lasting scar, things will be much harder for you in the future.

Xiao Wu raised her head, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, but she still nodded.

Huang Yuan clenched his fist and whispered, "Teacher Zhao, we...we clearly had a chance to win, if it weren't for that guy Han Gao..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wuji waved his hand to interrupt him.

"If you lose, you lose. There's nothing to complain about."

Although Zhao Wuji's tone was stern, there was a hint of relief in his eyes. "Although Han Gao only used his martial soul power, it's already quite good that you guys were able to fight like this."

His puppetry skills were no joke; those two puppet corpses could unleash power far exceeding that of ordinary people. If it were any other team, they would have been crushed to dust long ago.

"You guys made it to the end, that's already amazing."

Upon hearing "puppetry"

Upon hearing those three words, Xiao Wu and the others' expressions changed slightly.

They recalled the battle just now. Han Gao seemed to have never summoned the two so-called puppet corpses from beginning to end, and he had driven them to the brink of despair with only the power of his martial spirit.

If the puppetry technique were added to the mix... the group couldn't help but feel a bit more serious. They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji laughed and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder: "Alright, don't think about it so much. In a competition, there are always winners and losers."

"You bunch of little monsters, do you think I don't know your strength? Focus on healing your injuries, and we'll get our revenge in the next match."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. "Besides, that kid Lu Yu will be back soon."

With him around, what are you afraid of?

Upon hearing Lu Yu's name, everyone's eyes lit up, and their previously low spirits seemed to be ignited with a glimmer of hope.

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and whispered, "Brother Lu Yu... will he really come back?"

Huang Yuan and the others also looked up, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Lu Yu is the soul of Thanos's team; his presence always makes everyone feel at ease.

"of course."

Zhao Wuji grinned, "That kid isn't one to be absent easily."

"Let's go back to the academy first and recover from our injuries."

With a wave of his hand, he led the six people out of the competition venue and headed towards Shrek Academy.

Meanwhile, in Soto, the streets were bustling with people and filled with noise.

Lu Yu and Meng Yiran walked side by side on the street. The sunlight shone on them, making Meng Yiran's beautiful face look even softer.

She lowered her head, her tone tinged with apology: "Lu Yu, I feel really bad that you missed the competition because of me."

You'd better hurry back to the arena; the match probably isn't over yet.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu gently shook his head and looked at her with tender eyes: "Yiran, although the competition is important, friends are more important."

Although we haven't known each other for long, I already consider you a friend.

"You're injured now, how can I leave you here alone? If something else happens, I can't bear the responsibility."

His voice was calm yet firm, carrying a reassuring power.

Meng Yiran was stunned for a moment, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes.

She bit her lip and nodded gently: "Then... okay."

However, I don't want to cause you any trouble.

"You said you wanted to go to Shrek Academy, so I'll go with you."

Lu Yu smiled, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "That's right."

"Let's go. Shrek Academy may not be very big, but the environment is nice and suitable for you to recuperate."

With that, he led Meng Yiran toward Shrek Academy.

Back at the academy, Lu Yu busied himself with settling Meng Yiran into a clean dormitory room.

Although the dormitory was simple, it was clean and comfortable, and the sunlight streamed in through the windows, bringing a touch of warmth.

Meng Yiran sat on the edge of the bed, watching Lu Yu busy himself, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She whispered, "Lu Yu, thank you... really."

Lu Yu waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need to thank me, there's no need to be so polite between friends."

"You get some rest, I'll go check on Xiaowu and the others."

After saying that, he turned and left, walking briskly towards the academy's training ground.

With the academy's guidance, Lu Yu quickly found Xiao Wu and the others.

At this moment, they were sitting on an open space next to the training field, each treating their injuries.

Upon seeing Lu Yu, Xiao Wu was the first to stand up, her eyes filled with surprise and joy: "Brother Lu Yu, you're back!"

Lu Yu smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. Seeing the injuries on their bodies, he frowned slightly: "How did you get like this? Did you lose the match?"

Xiao Wu lowered her head, her tone tinged with self-reproach: "Um... I'm sorry, Brother Lu Yu, we lost to the Puppet Team."

Han Gao is too strong, we…

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Yu interrupted her.

"If you lose, you lose. It's a competition; there are winners and losers."

Lu Yu's tone was relaxed, with a warm smile on his face, "If we lose this time, we'll win it back next time."

We haven't been eliminated yet; we still have a chance.

Ultimately, the competition was just to hone our teamwork and coordination; winning or losing wasn't that important.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu and the others were stunned for a moment, then a hint of relief appeared in their eyes.

Huang Yuan scratched his head and chuckled, "Lu Yu, the way you're talking really sounds like a captain."

Jingling and the others nodded, their gloom seemingly dispelled.

Zhao Wuji, who was standing to the side, watched this scene with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Lu Yu is right."

As the team leader, he knew exactly what he was supposed to do.

You little monsters, relationships are more important than the competition.

Alright, everyone go back and get some rest, and prepare for the next match.

I believe that with Lu Yu around, you will definitely win.

Everyone responded in unison, their mood noticeably improving.

Zhao Wuji turned his gaze to Lu Yu, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a meaningful tone, "Lu Yu, come with me. There are some things I want to ask you."

Lu Yu was taken aback, then nodded and followed Zhao Wuji toward the academy's office.

Behind them, Xiao Wu and the others watched the two figures with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

Inside the office, sunlight streamed through the window onto the wooden desk, and a faint scent of ink filled the air.

Zhao Wuji sat down, his gaze steady as he looked at Lu Yu: "Tell me, what did Tang San want with you today? Also, I heard you saved someone, what exactly happened?"

Lu Yu smiled slightly and recounted the whole story in detail.

He began by recounting the details of what Tang San had discussed with him, mentioning how Meng Yiran was injured, how he rescued her, and how he finally brought her back to the academy.

He described the whole process clearly and without any concealment.

After listening, Zhao Wuji nodded thoughtfully, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "So that's how it is... Did you see Dean Liu when you came back?"

Lu Yu shook his head and asked in confusion, "Dean Liu? No, I was busy settling Yiran after I got back, and then I came to find Xiaowu and the others."

"What, Dean Liu wants to see me about something?"

Zhao Wuji waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I was just asking."

You're a reliable guy, aren't you?

Alright, go back and rest. Prepare well for the next match.

Morning light bathed the streets and alleys of Soto, filling the air with the unique freshness of the morning, mingled with the aroma of bread being baked by street vendors. (End of Chapter)