Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 684 Big Reversal

"Fifth Soul Skill: Blue Steel Sword!"

"Sixth Soul Skill: Sword Breaks the Sky!"

Wu Di held the sword with both hands, and the fifth and sixth soul rings flashed at the same time. An extremely sharp aura burst out from his body almost instantly, and the aura was like an invisible blade, cutting through the air and emitting a sharp whistle.

At this moment, his entire body seemed to have perfectly merged with the blue steel sword in his hand, reaching the highest realm of unity between man and sword. This was his strongest attack, and also the fatal attack for him to avenge his cousin and declare war on the evil deeds of the real person.

Under the infusion of his powerful soul power, the Qinggang Sword trembled slightly, making a slight humming sound, as if responding to the master's will. The tip of the sword also seemed to tremble slightly, accumulating endless power.

Wu Di's momentum was also soaring at an alarming speed. It seemed as if a powerful aura formed around him, oppressing the surrounding air to the point of distorting it.

If this sword is not used, it will be fine, but once it is used, the heaven and earth will change color.

"Come on." The real person's hands were shining with blue light. The modified humans around him seemed to have received some mysterious summons. They roared and blocked in front of him, forming a barrier of flesh and blood.

"If you are not afraid of killing them, then attack as much as you can." The real person showed a crazy smile on his face and looked at Wu Di with a smug look on his face, his eyes full of provocation and disdain, as if he was sure that Wu Di would not dare to attack easily.

After seeing this scene, the audience in the auditorium became furious and kept swearing.

If looks could kill, the real person would have been cut into pieces by now.

However, Wu Di, who had already entered a state of unity between man and sword, would no longer be moved by this scene.

At this moment, he had only one goal, which was to kill the villain in front of him who was playing with life.

Without any warning, Wu Di suddenly raised his head, and his eyes seemed to have two lightning bolts as he stared at the real person in the distance.

The next moment, his entire body was like a strange ray of light, flying towards the real person close to the ground.

It was a gliding beam of light, so fast that it could only be described as lightning. Without any soul guide, this was the speed limit that a six-ringed soul emperor could reach. This instant burst was even unmatched by a spirit master of the same level.

Compared with this lightning-fast speed, Wu Di's upper body moved slowly.

He held the sword with both hands, slowly turned his body, and swept the sword horizontally. This simple action seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hands. The whole action was like being completed in a viscous liquid, but there was no pause, it was done in one go.

As the seemingly slow-moving green steel sword swept slowly, a gully several meters deep appeared on the solid ground ten meters away, and it continued to extend deeper and deeper as Wu Di's body slid!

The cyborg who was blocking Wu Di's way was instantly torn into pieces by the powerful sword light, turning into flying limbs all over the sky.

But there was no fluctuation in Wu Di's eyes, because he was in a state of unity between man and sword, his heart was as calm as still water, and would not be moved by any interference from the outside world.

The green sword rushed in front of the real person, and then swung down heavily. The next moment, a violent roar suddenly sounded.

"boom--"

With Wu Di swinging his sword as the center, the ground cracked and collapsed, extending outwards in an instant, and stretched to a diameter of thirty meters before gradually converging.

"Is that bastard dead?"

"Did the member of the Proud Sword Sect win?"

The people of the Sun and Moon Empire were all looking forward to it, their eyes fixed on the center of the ring, their eyes full of expectation and tension. It wasn't that they were murderous, it was mainly because that bastard called Zhenren was too hateful!

Even in the team waiting for the battle, many people cast their eyes.

The last sword that Wu Di swung in the state of unity between man and sword was as powerful as a full-strength attack from a Soul Saint. This was also a big threat to those strong teams that aspired to win the championship.

“Ha! Whoosh—”

The dust gradually cleared, and Wu Di was seen standing upright in the center of the ring, breathing heavily. He had just used two thousand-year soul skills in succession and entered a state of unity between man and sword, which almost exhausted all his soul power.

Fortunately, although the cost is huge, the results are worth it.

All around Wu Di, the ground was littered with body parts. Whether real or modified, their figures had all disappeared, as if they had been completely shattered by the sword.

The people of the Sun-Moon Empire were silent for a moment, and then the next moment, cheers like a landslide and tsunami rang out.

"Oh, that bastard is finally dead!"

"The Proud Sword Sect! The Proud Sword Sect!"

"Wu Di! Wu Di!"

The people began to cheer. Although Wu Di was not from the Sun and Moon Empire, this did not stop the audience from cheering for him.

The strong always have privileges! Not to mention, Wu Di is also a man who gets rid of harm for the people. Even because of his handsome appearance, Wu Di has captured the hearts of many female fans.

"hehe!"

General Wu Di raised the green steel sword in his hand high, as if declaring his victory.

A ray of sunlight fell from the sky and landed right on the center of the ring, shining on Wu Di, making the already heroic young man look even more like an immortal.

"Wu Di, Wu Di."

Seeing this scene, the audience's cheers became louder.

"That guy is so pretentious!"

In the rest area of ​​the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Xiao Hongchen bit his thumb unconsciously, with a hint of jealousy on his face.

Meng Hongchen covered her mouth lightly and said with a smile: "Why? Brother, you are jealous of him."

Xiao Hongchen snorted coldly and said, "You must be joking. I would be jealous of him. I just think that guy is too pretentious. This is our country. How can an outsider like him be so pretentious?"

Meng Hongchen looked at his brother's hypocritical expression and smiled slightly, "But, brother, you are actually very grateful to him in your heart. After all, that guy called Zhenren is really too much."

Xiao Hongchen turned his head away and said stubbornly, "Even if he didn't take action, if that guy called Zhenren comes to our academy later, I will also take action to kill him."

"However, since this guy named Wu Di defeated him, it can be regarded as avoiding dirtying the hands of this genius."

"If the Ao Jian Sect can successfully advance and meet us in the next competition, I will have a good fight with Wu Di and let him understand what true invincibility is."

At the end of his words, a hint of fighting spirit appeared in Xiao Hongchen's eyes, and he looked towards Wu Di in the center of the ring.

"Really? I'm obviously very grateful to the other party, but I'm so dishonest." Meng Hongchen said with a smile.

"Dream." Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongchen's face turned embarrassed and he looked at his sister with some annoyance.

"Hehe." Meng Hongchen stuck out his tongue mischievously.

……

The referee looked at Wu Di in the center of the ring and announced: "Individual elimination match, Wu Di from the Proud Sword Sect wins..."

Before the referee could finish his words, something strange happened again in the center of the ring.

"Boom--" The ground behind Wu Di suddenly shattered, and then a figure with naked upper body appeared, and put his hand on Wu Di's back.

“Inaction transforms.”

As the real person's voice sounded, Wu Di's body expanded and deformed instantly, and finally his upper body exploded, turning into a pool of blood, leaving only half of his body standing in the center of the ring.

"..."

This sudden scene made the cheers of the audience come to an abrupt halt, as if their throats were pinched by an invisible hand.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

The real person's body was covered with dense marks as if it had been stitched with needles and thread. Those marks were like twisted centipedes crawling all over his body, adding a bit of weirdness and horror.

He stood in the center of the ring, laughing wildly. His laughter was sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, echoing throughout the arena.

No one expected that Wu Di, who was like a god of war in the last second, would die so suddenly.

The real person's laughter was like a loud slap in the face of the audience.

Some viewers who were originally filled with righteous indignation and wanted to curse the real person for his evil deeds were suddenly silenced after they felt the real person's malicious and provocative gaze directed at the audience.

"Ha..." After laughing for a while, the real person looked at the referee and said, "Referee, you can announce the result of the game now."

The referee gritted his teeth, raised his right hand and said, "Individual elimination match second match, the Witch Cult's real person wins."

A round of boos rang out, and no audience member chose to applaud. Instead, they all looked at the real person with fear and disgust on their faces.

"asshole!!!"

At the moment when the protective shield around the ring disappeared, the eight-ring Soul Douluo elder of the Proud Sword Sect rushed onto the ring like an angry lion, and with his palm wrapped in powerful soul power, he swung fiercely at the real person and roared: "I will kill you, the beast."

Wu Yifan and Wu Di were the most talented disciples of their Ao Jian Sect's generation, yet they died in this Soul Master Competition. Such a heavy blow must have made the elder heartbroken.

"hey-hey……"

After seeing this scene, the real person grinned, then quickly turned around and ran towards the referee.

Before the elders of the Proud Sword Sect could catch up with him, the Immortal successfully hid behind the referee and pretended to be terrified and shouted loudly: "Referee, help! The people of the Proud Sword Sect actually chose to bully the weak, you must punish them quickly!"

Although the referee wanted to execute the master on the spot, he had to stop him because of his duty as a referee. A silver shield instantly appeared in front of the referee, barely blocking the angry attack of the elder of the Proud Sword Sect.

"The rules of the competition prohibit non-participants from fighting in the individual elimination rounds. Violators will be disqualified immediately. Ao Jian Zong team, do you want to be disqualified from the competition?"

The elder of the Proud Sword Sect shouted angrily, "Cancel it if you want. I don't care. I will kill that little beast today. No one can help me."

As he roared, a total of eight soul rings emerged from his body. The powerful soul power impacted the seventh-level soul guide shield used by the referee for defense, and cracks suddenly appeared on the shield.

"Not good." The referee's face darkened. His cultivation was only at the seventh ring, and he was also a soul master. In a close combat, how could he be a match for an eight-ring soul master?

"Stop it all." A loud shout rang out from the air. Then, a figure fell from the sky.

It was an old man in a green robe, and he landed right next to the referee.

As soon as he raised his hand, nine soul rings appeared, and a green light curtain rose up, reaching nearly a hundred meters. It completely separated the elder of the Proud Sword Sect, and even separated the pressure generated by the opponent's momentum.

"Please remain calm, Elder of the Aojian Sect. I, Zheng Zhan, will be the chief referee of this competition." Zheng Zhan's voice was steady and powerful, with unquestionable majesty.

The elder of the Proud Sword Sect shouted angrily, "Calm down! How can you ask me to calm down? What do you do in the Sun Moon Empire to tolerate evil spirit masters participating in the competition?"

Facing such a question, Zheng Zhan's face darkened, but he did not dwell on this topic for too long. Instead, he said, "It is inevitable that there will be casualties during the game. This is very normal. If you have the ability, you can also send other members to take action instead of bullying the weak here."

"You!!" Looking at Zheng Zhan's appearance, the elder of the Aojian Sect gritted his teeth, wishing he could fight him directly. But this is the Sun Moon Empire after all, and besides him, there are other Aojian Sect disciples who need him to lead.

After weighing the pros and cons, he could only suppress his anger.

"We, the Ao Jian Sect, will give up this competition!" The elder of the Ao Jian Sect lowered his hands silently, picked up Wu Di's broken body without saying a word, and walked towards the bottom of the arena.

"Oh!" The real person hiding behind the seven-ring referee cheered, and the harsh voice sounded again: "I won, does this count as a one-on-seven victory?"

Zheng Zhan glanced at the real person coldly, with murderous intent surging in his heart, wishing to beat this bastard to death on the spot. However, due to the rules of the competition organizing committee, he could only resist the urge in his heart and quickly left the ring, not wanting to look at the real person again.

"The game is over. The Witch Cult vs. the Proud Sword Sect. The Witch Cult wins, with a perfect score of twelve points. Players from both teams leave the field."

With the announcement of the seven-ring referee, the game finally came to an end.

When the real person walked off the stage, he was booed like a tide, but he didn't care at all. He even shamelessly raised his hands and gestured around, as if he was enjoying a victory carnival.

The Witch Cult's team seemed to know that staying would only bring them more disgust, so without stopping, they quickly left the waiting area and returned to the hotel to rest.

But undoubtedly, this game left an indelible shadow on everyone.

……

On the rostrum, Xu Tianran frowned, immediately called an attendant, and whispered something in his ear.

Then, Xu Tianran turned his gaze to Zhongli Wu and said calmly: "National Master, in the next game, tell your people not to go too far."

"The public's emotions are very unstable right now. If the means you use are too cruel, then the resistance to that matter may be greater than you think."

"Yeah." Zhongli Wu withdrew his gaze from the direction where the Witch Cult members left and agreed lightly.

That thing refers to making the Holy Spirit Church the state religion, which is also one of the conditions Xu Tianran made in order to gain the support of the Holy Spirit Church.

Originally, many people in the court had already opposed this matter. Now that the Witch Cult had appeared, it was estimated that there would be even more people in the court who opposed it.

After all, the people of the Witch Cult are obviously evil soul masters at first glance, and their methods are so cruel, so the Holy Spirit Cult, which also has evil soul masters, must not be good people either.

There are a lot of similar reasons that can be come up with.

If Xu Tianran was a wise ruler, then the thing he should have done most was to directly support the referee when the referee tried to stop the real person just now, and identify the real person as an evil soul master and kill him directly.

In this way, he, as the regent, will definitely gain a lot of reputation.

But unfortunately, Xu Tianran was a tyrant. If he really defined the people of the Witch Cult as evil soul masters and expelled them, he would indeed gain a lot of reputation.

But what's next?
What should the people of the Holy Spirit Church do?
The members of the Holy Spirit Church are iconic evil soul masters. Once they use their tricks, they will definitely not be able to hide their identities.

If he didn't take action against the people of the Holy Spirit Church, even a fool would know that he, as the regent, had a close relationship with the Holy Spirit Church, otherwise why didn't he expel the Holy Spirit Church.

At that time, the reputation he had gained before would probably become bad in an instant, and he might also be labeled a hypocrite. Those guys in the court who were ready to make a move would definitely take advantage of the situation to attack him.

So, after some intense thinking, Xu Tianran chose to remain silent and let the situation develop.

(End of this chapter)