Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 680: The Real Person's First Battle

"National Master, what's wrong? Is there anyone among the members of the participating teams that you are interested in?"

Xu Tianran, who was sitting in the main seat, keenly noticed the abnormality of Zhongli Wu beside him, so he turned his head slightly and asked.

Zhongli Wu looked calm and said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, I am not sure about this, but I feel that the little fellow from the Witch Cult below seems very interesting. He may have a connection with my Holy Church. But for details, let's wait and see how he performs."

"Oh~" Hearing Zhongli Wu's words, Xu Tianran narrowed his eyes slightly, and an elusive light flashed in his eyes. He followed Zhongli Wu's previous gaze and looked towards the competition stage below.

No one knew Zhongli Wu's identity and origins better than the emperor of the empire. If he had a connection with the Holy Spirit Church, wouldn't that mean that he was an evil soul master, or had the perfect talent to become an evil soul master?

"Both sides prepare, the game begins!"

The referee raised his hand high, looked at both sides, and after confirming that they were ready, his right arm suddenly dropped, announcing the start of the game.

"Then let me have some fun."

A strange smile appeared on the Zhenren's face, and then six soul rings appeared, two yellow, two purple, and two black. However, there was no sign of any martial spirit possession on his body.

"drink!"

On the opposite side, Kris Wu took a step forward, stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand, put them together, and pointed them in front of him.

Suddenly, a sharp roar sounded, and a long, thick blue sword appeared in mid-air.

Since it’s called the Ao Jian Sect, their martial spirit is naturally the sword.

The same six soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, flashed, but they did not appear on Wu Yifan's body, but on the giant sword.

Sixth Ring Soul Emperor!

The Ao Jian Sect actually sent out a Soul Emperor contestant to this elimination round. Even if Wu Yifan is not the strongest in their sect, he is probably not much different.

"Oh!!!"

The spectators present immediately exclaimed in surprise. You know, in the competitions so far, except for the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, none of the other participating teams had sent out Soul Emperor players.

This certainly doesn't mean that there are no Soul Emperors in other teams. It's just that in order to hide their strength, those strong teams choose to hide the Soul Emperors in the team.

Soul Emperor vs. Soul Emperor, this match is definitely the most exciting one so far.

In the rest area of ​​the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Xiao Hongchen narrowed his eyes and said, "Soul Emperor, these sect teams are indeed not simple at all."

"What? Are you scared, brother?" Meng Hongchen, who was standing aside, couldn't help but joked when he heard this.

Xiao Hongchen said unhappily, "You must be joking. I would be afraid. I'm just a little surprised. Although these sect teams are strong, the only two teams we really need to pay attention to in this competition are the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy."

"The rest of the team, in the final analysis, is nothing more than a bunch of idiots. Also, Meng, don't go looking for that Wang Dong anymore. You should know that it's impossible for you and him to be together."

Meng Hongchen was like someone stepped on his tail, and said angrily: "How is it impossible? How is it impossible? As long as he is willing to join our Sun Moon Empire, can't we be together? Anyway, I don't care. If we meet the Tang Sect in the future, you can't hurt him no matter what, otherwise I will fight you to the death."

Xiao Hongchen said with a look of compassion: "Girls are extroverts, they really are! Let's wait and see if they can meet us first. Now let's see how good these sect teams are. Although they are not our opponents, we still have to pay attention to them."

Meng Hongchen pouted and said, "No matter how strong they are, can they resist the poison of Zhu Qing Ice Toad? In this competition, except for Huo Yuhao from Tang Sect who can restrain me, I am not afraid of others."

"Yes, yes, you are the strongest."

Of course, they were not the only ones discussing this. The other participating teams were also discussing this, and many people cast their eyes on the strong teams that were determined to win the championship.

……

"First Soul Skill: Sharp."

The first soul ring shines brightly.

For ordinary soul masters, when releasing soul skills, the soul ring will light up brightly, and then the halo will spread slightly outward or enlarge a little.

But this was not the case with Kris Wu. The moment the first soul ring on his giant green sword lit up, the light suddenly shrank inward and completely merged into the sword.

The big sword flashed with green light, and a sword light came out of the sword with a sharp whistling sound, and stabbed towards the real person opposite.

"Creature."

On the opposite side, the real person did not dodge or evade the incoming sword light, but instead threw out five strange-looking small dolls from his hands.

The moment the puppet landed on the ground, it quickly expanded and transformed into five deformed monsters in the form of adults, rushing towards the sword light.

"puff--"

The sword light hit a cyborg, quickly pierced through it, and then dissipated into the air.

The other four cyborgs took this opportunity to pounce towards Wu Yifan's direction. They did not slow down and had a clear target, which showed that they were obviously controlled by a real person.

"What an ugly monster? Is this guy a summoning soul master?" Wu Yifan quickly made a guess in his mind, and then the first soul ring on his body lit up again, and several sword energies slashed towards the four transformed humans.

"puff--"

With a flash of sword light, the attacking cyborg was cut into several pieces. Those chopped into pieces were scattered all over the ground, losing their ability to fight.

However, the smile on the face of the real person who saw this scene became even more bizarre. He raised his hand and threw out more than a dozen cyborgs. These newly appeared cyborgs quickly rushed towards Wu Yifan and fought with him.

"Damn it, can this guy be summoned infinitely?" Wu Yifan was secretly shocked. He swung his sword again to kill a cyborg, but soon more cyborgs appeared around him and entangled him.

The strength of these modified humans is not very strong, and their strength is roughly between the third and fourth rings.

For a Soul Emperor like him, it was nothing, but a dozen of them rushing forward could delay his movements for a short period of time, preventing him from launching his attacks smoothly.

"No, we can't keep fighting him. God knows how many creatures he can summon."

Seeing the real man throwing out several cyborgs again, Wu Yifan instantly realized a problem. Although he had enough soul power to consume it, judging from the appearance of his opponent, it was obvious that he was not afraid of a war of attrition.

At this moment, there were twelve modified humans besieging him, excluding those he had killed.

These cyborgs surrounded him and attacked him continuously. Although he easily blocked each attack, his movements were greatly restricted. "We must fight quickly and decisively."

Wu Yifan swung his sword again, cutting the cyborgs attacking from both sides in half, and then tapped the ground with his toes, launching himself into the air, and the sword he held in one hand became two hands. He merged his body and sword into one, and rushed straight towards the real person.

"Fifth soul skill, blue steel sword light."

After performing the spirit skill, Wu Yifan was filled with an incomparable sharp aura. His powerful aura instantly increased. The sword energy was awe-inspiring, and a three-foot sword light emanated from the long sword.

The air in front shattered with a sound, and there was always a black space crack at the tip of the sword.

"Roar--"

Several cyborgs tried to stop him, but were pierced by the sword in an instant. The powerful sword energy tore their bodies apart instantly, and then the long sword continued to move forward, driving Wu Yifan's body towards the real person.

"Multiple souls, pulled out bodies."

Facing the attacking Wu Yifan, the real person showed a perverted smile on his face, threw several cyborgs to the ground, and then clasped his hands together.

This time, no cyborgs appeared. Instead, those cyborgs that fell to the ground were entangled with each other, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Then, a huge mouth made of flesh and blood suddenly appeared on the ground. The mouth opened wide, as if it could swallow everything. It swallowed the real person and Wu Yifan, who was one with the sword, at such a fast speed that people had no time to react.

After some time.

"Gululu!"

The bloody mouth made a meaningless sound, then exploded on the spot, turning into a bloody rain. The bloody rain fell like a bloody baptism, filling the entire competition arena with a pungent smell of blood.

"Eh——, how disgusting!"

Many of the audience couldn't help showing disgust when they saw the blood all over the sky. Although they knew that these flesh and blood were just summoned by the Soul Emperor, this kind of bloody scene always made people feel uncomfortable.

The audience covered their mouths and noses with their hands, with expressions of horror and disgust on their faces.

"Hey, hey, hey, referee, I win."

When the blood rain completely dissipated, the real person was seen in the center of the ring waving happily to the referee. Apart from him, there was no sign of Kris Wu.

The referee landed on the field, looked around, and asked the real person, "Where is the member of the Proud Sword Sect?"

The huge mouth of flesh and blood that suddenly appeared just now blocked everyone's vision and perception after swallowing the real person and Wu Yifan together.

Even he, as the referee, didn't know what the situation was inside, so naturally he could only ask the real person.

The real person spread his hands and said, "Who knows? He should be dead. As the referee, you don't need to care so much. Just announce the result quickly."

Hearing this, the referee looked at the real person deeply, but did not say much. After all, the Ao Jian Sect was not a sect of the Sun Moon Empire, and Wu Yifan's life or death was none of his business. He was just fulfilling his duties as a referee and asking a question.

Since the real person said that the other person is dead, then let's just treat him as dead.

"Wu Yifan of the Proud Sword Sect died in battle. Next one."

When they heard the referee say the words "die in battle", the Ao Jian Sect's waiting area suddenly became boiling with excitement. They all stood up and glared at the people from the Witch Cult in the waiting area.

"Asshole, this is just a game, how dare you kill someone."

In the Proud Sword Sect team, a young man stood up and angrily questioned the real person. His voice trembled with anger, and his body trembled slightly, as if he might rush up and fight the real person at any time.

The real person laughed and said, "When soul masters fight, there will inevitably be casualties. And it's not like people haven't died in previous competitions. If you're afraid of death, why would you come to participate in this competition?"

"Asshole, you--" The young man was furious and was about to rush onto the stage. Behind him were several members of the Aojian Sect's team.

"Stop, according to the rules of the competition, except for team battles, only one person from each team can go on stage at a time." The referee stopped the Ao Jian Zong team and said in a cold voice.

"You--" Several members of the Proud Sword Sect's team glared at the referee, with a faint surge of soul power in their bodies.

"That's enough. Don't you think it's shameful enough? Come back here." At this moment, an old man with eight spirit rings flashing on his body walked out from the Ao Jian Sect team and shouted at the several members.

Then, the old man turned his gaze towards the real person and said in a deep voice: "We lost this match, but if you want to see him alive or dead, please return the body of our sect disciple."

The real person spread his hands, "I don't know what you are talking about?"

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and then he turned around and walked back to the waiting area. After all, this is the territory of the Sun Moon Empire. Their Ao Jian Sect has no home advantage here. If they start fighting, they will suffer.

"Please ask the Ao Jian Sect to send the next member to compete, otherwise it will be regarded as giving up the competition."

After this little episode, the referee returned to the ring again and spoke in the direction of Ao Jian Zong.

……

In the waiting area, everyone from the Tang Sect watched the first match that had ended and gathered together to discuss.

Xu Sanshi said: "Yuhao, is that guy called Zhenren really an evil soul master? Although the creatures he summoned are a bit disgusting, I don't sense any obvious evil aura."

The reason why evil soul masters are called evil soul masters is because they often kill people to practice, so their martial souls will naturally be accompanied by an evil aura.

However, the people of Tang Sect did not sense a similar aura from this Soul Emperor called Zhenren.

Although the other party did summon an ugly monster, we can't regard him as an evil soul master just because of this, right?
As for killing people in the ring? Although this was a bit excessive, similar situations had occurred in previous competitions.

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly and said, “Third Brother, I am absolutely sure. When I briefly came into contact with that real person’s spiritual power, I did sense the aura of the resentful spirit from him.”

“Although I don’t know how he concealed it, the aura of a vengeful spirit cannot be faked.”

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao's brain was also thinking rapidly. It is not uncommon for evil soul masters without evil spirits to exist.

For example, Huo Yuhao’s third martial soul, which came from Alex: the Holy Death God. Relying on this martial soul, Huo Yuhao can open the door to the world of the dead and summon a large number of undead with the breath of light.

"Could it be that the martial soul of that real person is also a similar existence, so he can summon creatures without evil spirits. No, that's not right. My martial soul is the result of my teacher's wisdom. There shouldn't be anyone in this world who can possess a similar martial soul."

(End of this chapter)