Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 817 The Rampaging Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul
"Son~"

On the arena, Youlan Dai'e's figure was like a white lightning bolt, nimbly weaving through the dense attacks and constantly dodging the destructive orbs falling from the sky.

Then, a crimson glint flashed in its eyes, and a petrifying ray shot out, heading straight for the young girl in mid-air.

However, faced with this deadly ray, the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit merely raised its small hand and squeezed it from a distance, causing the petrifying ray to explode in mid-air, turning into tiny fragments and disappearing without a trace.

"Ahahaha~"

On the youthful face of the Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit, a madness beyond her years appeared, and a slightly manic laugh echoed throughout the arena. Then, aiming at the location of the Orchid Goose, she once again clenched her small hand in the air.

Upon seeing this, the white goose felt a sudden surge of fear and trepidation. It dared not hesitate for a moment and quickly flapped its wings to fly away from the spot.

The moment it left, the space distorted violently, followed by a deafening roar.

"Son~"

The white goose, bracing itself against the aftershocks of the explosion, let out a mournful cry.

This war is simply impossible to fight!
The Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul possessed an unreasonable destructive power, which was far too troublesome for a being with such a hard body.

With just a pinch of a small hand, it can destroy the basic structure of matter. If one is not careful, one may really be completely defeated.

Its newly acquired petrification curse was completely useless, as it was neutralized the moment it got close. By the same token, even if it were to unleash an elemental storm, it would likely be easily destroyed, leaving it feeling extremely frustrated.

Unless they choose close combat, although that carries the risk of being severely injured, at least they will still have a fighting chance.

"Son~ (I've already surrendered, please let me go.)"

After a brief moment of thought, the white goose decisively pulled a white flag from its wing and raised it high to signal surrender. Continuing to fight was pointless; even if it made it to the final stage, it would most likely just be a spectator anyway.

It's simply not worth fighting a dangerous being like the Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit for something that offers no benefit whatsoever. It's unwilling to engage in a deal where the risk far outweighs the reward.

"We won." The moment he saw the white goose raise the white flag, a relieved smile immediately appeared on Tang Wulin's face.

"Hahaha~"

However, the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit in mid-air seemed to ignore this. Its wings spread slightly, and the fluctuations of its soul power became increasingly violent. One after another, red soul power orbs rapidly condensed and crashed down towards the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Soul energy projectiles slammed into the arena one after another, unleashing terrifying energy storms. The sturdy metal arena, originally capable of withstanding battles at the Super Douluo level, instantly developed one grotesque crater after another.

"Tyrannosaurus Rex, stop! The opponent has already surrendered. We've won this match. There's no need to continue."

Upon witnessing this scene, Tang Wulin quickly attempted to command the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit to stop its attack through the Soul Contract.

Haha~ Haha~

But the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit ignored her orders and instead launched an even more frenzied attack on the ground.

"boom--"

A violent explosion rang out, and part of the energy storm contained within swept towards Tang Wulin's location.

"Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit! Stop!"

Seeing this, Tang Wulin's expression darkened. He quickly gathered his mental energy and forcibly transmitted his voice into the Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul spirit's mind through the soul spirit contract.

"Well--"

This sudden and intense mental shock made the little girl in mid-air feel uncomfortable, and she instinctively covered her head.

Then, she turned her gaze to Tang Wulin, her ruby-like pupils filled with bloodthirsty desire. She then reached out her small hand and squeezed it sharply in Tang Wulin's direction.

"not good!!!"

Upon seeing the young girl's action, Tang Wulin's alarm bells went off. The instant her palm was pointed at him, he quickly rolled away from the spot.

"Boom—" The ground where she had just been standing was instantly blasted into a huge crater.

After regaining his footing, Tang Wulin's expression turned grim. Could this be... a soul devouring its master?!

Is what my father, Tang San, once said really going to come true?
The Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul will submit to her, initially only because it submits to the Golden Dragon King's bloodline. Once the other party's bloodline concentration surpasses hers, it will no longer recognize her as its host.

But this shouldn’t be the case!

Long ago, the Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit's Golden Dragon King bloodline had already surpassed hers, but at that time, the Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit did not show any signs of resistance. Why would it suddenly disobey her orders now and even attack its host?
“Honorable Child of Nature, your soul may not have betrayed you.”

Just then, the voice of the Fragrant Fairy Brand rang in Tang Wulin's mind: "This should be because its mind is not yet mature, so the Tyrannosaurus Rex soul spirit is affected by its own bloodline power and has fallen into a berserk state."

"Bloodline rampage?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was slightly taken aback. He quickly focused his gaze and saw that after attacking her once, the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit in mid-air began to randomly fire at various points on the arena.

If it were a soul devouring its master, it would never behave like this.

Tang Wulin himself had been affected by the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, so he was well aware of the bloodline's violent nature.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul was still young, and having absorbed the power of the Golden Dragon King's seal multiple times, it seems reasonable that it was affected by its bloodline.

"Qiluo, do you have any way to stop the Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul spirit?" After figuring out the reason for the matter, Tang Wulin asked anxiously in his mind.

The Fragrant Fairy replied, "Respected Child of Nature, your bloodline is of the same origin as that of the Tyrannosaurus Rex. Perhaps you can forcefully resonate with its spiritual sea through a soul contract and, with the help of the power of your bloodline, forcibly awaken its consciousness."

An old house where a treasure.

At this moment, Tang Wulin felt extremely fortunate. He had chosen the Fragrant Silk Immortal as his soul spirit, because at least he had such an experienced senior by his side who could provide him with guidance on many thorny issues.

"wake up!"

Tang Wulin quickly calmed his mind and then activated the Golden Dragon Roar, forcibly transmitting his bloodline power and voice into the Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul spirit's mind through the soul spirit contract.

"Ugh—" In mid-air, the blonde-haired, red-eyed girl covered her head again, her face showing obvious struggle.

"It works." Tang Wulin was overjoyed. He quickly used the Soul Contract to guide his bloodline to resonate with the Tyrannosaurus Rex's soul spirit again, while shouting loudly at her, "Wake up! Wake up!"

"Waaah~" The little girl in mid-air covered her head and slowly descended, eventually squatting on the ground in a defensive posture with her head in her hands.

Tang Wulin slowly walked forward, gently placed his hand on the little girl's head, stroked it tenderly, and said softly, "Come back."

The little girl looked up at her, her eyes glistening with tears, but she obediently transformed into a beam of light and returned to Tang Wulin's body.

"Success."

Watching the Tyrannosaurus Rex soul obediently return to its spiritual sea, Tang Wulin breathed a long sigh of relief, finally putting his mind at ease.

"The winner is contestant Yu Longyue!"

"Oh!!! Jade Dragon Moon! Jade Dragon Moon!"

Just then, the referee's announcement of the match result and the enthusiastic cheers of the audience reached his ears. Tang Wulin was slightly startled and looked up, only to find that the referee had already stood on the stage and announced the match result.

Meanwhile, the large white goose hid under the arena, furtively observing her.

The moment the white goose raised the white flag, it was already considered to have conceded defeat, so the victory in this match naturally belonged to Tang Wulin.

"Er~" the big white goose called out to Tang Wulin, then flapped its wings and hurriedly ran towards the contestant passage.

"Please leave the stage, the other contestants will be competing next." The referee looked at Tang Wulin expressionlessly and said in a flat tone.

Amidst the continuous shouts of the audience, Tang Wulin slowly walked off the stage and headed towards the contestants' passage, still feeling a lingering fear and worry about the rampage of the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit.

……

Inside the athletes' tunnel, the lights were dim, and the lingering echoes of the competition still hung in the air.

Tang Wulin walked slowly forward, his mind completely immersed in the scene of the spiritual sea.

"I don't know if this is good or bad." She looked at the sleeping figure of the young girl in the sea of ​​consciousness, her brows furrowed, and she rubbed her temples in distress.

In the past, whenever she broke through the seal of the Golden Dragon King, the Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit would always step forward to help her share many risks, and was her most reliable helper.

But judging from the current situation, the other party seems to be gradually being corrupted by the Golden Dragon King's will, which is undoubtedly a thorny problem.

Just as she was deep in thought, Tang San's familiar divine voice rang in her mind: "Naturally, there is a huge hidden crisis. The Golden Dragon King originated from the most brutal side of the Dragon God. Back then, it even reached the realm of God King. Its will was far stronger than imagined."

"If you want to absorb the power of the Golden Dragon King, it is unavoidable to be influenced by his will. That's why I have been telling you to make sure you are well prepared before gradually breaking the seal. You must not be too hasty."

"Father."

Upon hearing Tang San's voice, Tang Wulin was initially overjoyed, as if he had found a pillar of support, but this joy quickly turned into bitterness.

"Do you really think I have a chance to completely absorb the power of the Golden Dragon King? Actually, after witnessing the Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit's performance today, I'm already a little unsure."

Tang San sighed softly, his tone tinged with helplessness: "If things had gone according to my original plan, you would indeed have had a very high chance of successfully absorbing the power of the Golden Dragon King."

"But plans can't keep up with changes. Your seal has been secretly stimulated time and again, causing the Golden Dragon King's power to be unsealed at a speed far exceeding expectations. The power of the Golden Dragon King's seal becomes more and more violent as time goes on."

“You have now broken fourteen seals in succession. I do not recommend that you touch the remaining four, because they already touch upon the power of the god level. The slightest carelessness will lead to annihilation.” Tang Wulin gave a bitter smile, his tone full of helplessness: “If I had a choice, I would not want to break the seals so hastily. But the power of the seals will not wait for me to be prepared. It will only continue to impact according to its own trajectory. All I can do is barely hold on.”

Tang San's divine sense sighed again: "Indeed. Judging from the current situation, the fifteenth seal will break on its own in two years at most. You don't have much time left."

Tang Wulin is already twenty-three years old this year. Two years means that the fifteenth seal will inevitably break through when she turns twenty-five.

Upon hearing this, even with Tang Wulin's usually resilient mindset, she couldn't help but feel a heavy pressure, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on her shoulders, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Just then, Tang San's divine sense rang out again, his tone carrying a hint of guidance: "Wu Lin, you don't need to be too anxious. Although you were framed by villains, causing the seal to open prematurely and putting you in a passive position, fortunately, your situation is not without hope."

"What turning point?" Tang Wulin asked with a hint of doubt, his heart stirred.

"It is the soul of this Tyrannosaurus Rex."

Tang San's divine sense explained, "Back then, I didn't want it to absorb too much of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, since that bloodline contains the Golden Dragon King's violent will. If this soul spirit becomes too powerful, it might go out of control and even turn against you, adding unnecessary variables."

"However, since things have come to this point, we can only act as a temporary measure. If you really cannot withstand the power of the Golden Dragon King, and it becomes a last resort, I can help you transfer the power sealed by the Golden Dragon King to the Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit."

"At least from the current situation, even if it goes berserk, its essence remains loyal to you, which may be the only way out."

"Hmm." Tang Wulin hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. She was currently carrying too much on her shoulders; she couldn't die so easily.

(PS: The Tyrannosaurus Rex spirit's rampage was not an accident; it was a small foreshadowing.)
……

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the players' rest area was completely different.

When Yu Longyue (Tang Wulin) won, one person's emotions were exceptionally high, even surpassing those of the winner himself.

"He won! He really won!"

Qian Gu Zhangting suddenly stood up from his seat, his face beaming with uncontrollable elation, his hands clenched into fists, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

"An opportunity! I still have a chance!" he muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with intense excitement.

The round-robin tournament consists of nine rounds, and we are currently on the seventh round.

In these seven rounds of competition, Qian Gu Zhangting achieved a record of six wins and one loss, while the big white goose also achieved a record of six wins and one loss.

In the entire sixth group, only Yu Longyue maintained a perfect record of seven wins and no losses. The other contestants had more or less two or three losses, which widened the gap between them and the three of them.

But this is not the key reason for Qian Gu Zhang Ting's excitement.

What truly gave him hope was that, to date, he had not yet fought against Yu Longyue.

The rules of the round-robin tournament are that players in the same group must play against each other once in each round. In other words, his duel with Yu Longyue will take place in the last two rounds.

If he can remain undefeated in the eighth and ninth rounds and win against Yu Longyue, then a very delicate situation will emerge at the final moment:
In the sixth group, Yulongyue will have eight wins and one loss (the only loss came from Qian Gu Zhang Ting).

Youlan Dai'e also had eight wins and one loss (the only loss came from Yulongyue).
His Qian Gu Zhang Ting will also have eight wins and one loss (the only loss comes from Youlan Dai'e).

All three players have a record of eight wins and one loss, creating a cyclical pattern of mutual checks and balances.

Once this happens, he will have room to maneuver and a better chance of making it into the final top ten.

"Yu Longyue, thank you so much."

A glint of light flashed in Qian Gu Zhangting's eyes, and a determined smile appeared on his lips. "However, there is only one person I will never give up to anyone: Nana. For her sake, I must seize this opportunity, no matter the cost."

Having said that, he straightened his clothes, then turned and strode quickly towards the podium. He was going to find his grandfather to ask for some necessary help and to make thorough preparations for the upcoming competition.

This time, he will not miss the opportunity again.

……

In the dimly lit room, light filtered through the gaps in the heavy curtains, casting long, thin shadows on the pristine white floor.

"Hmm~ Did we win~?"

The silver-haired, purple-eyed beauty slowly opened her eyes, her gaze languid as she casually cast her gaze toward the enormous floor-to-ceiling window.

Beneath her, Nan Fusheng had already closed his eyes and was breathing evenly, clearly having entered a state of rest, though a trace of undisguised fatigue still lingered between his brows.

"That's true. After all, it's that guy's power. For those who haven't reached the god level, it's like a dimensional reduction attack."

Gu Yue parted her lips slightly, let out a lazy yawn, then adjusted her posture and leaned comfortably against Nan Fusheng again, her posture casual and natural.

At this moment, she still maintained her dragon form, except that the pair of dragon wings that had once spread out on her back had been retracted, and only a silver dragon tail gently wrapped around Nan Fusheng's left leg, outlining smooth lines.

"Honestly, couldn't you be a little gentler? You almost broke Brother Fusheng's body just now." Na'er muttered with slight dissatisfaction from the other side.

She was also in her dragon form at this moment.

"Hmph~ I'll be gentle? Does that mean your strength isn't heavy?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue glanced at Na'er sideways, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery: "I wonder who was it that was saying, 'Brother Fusheng, hurry up, use more force~' while clamping his waist tightly with her thighs and refusing to let go. Tsk tsk~ the force you used back then would probably flatten even a Black-level mecha."

"Well, wasn't it just that I couldn't help myself?"

Na'er's beautiful face instantly flushed crimson, like a ripe apple. She retorted somewhat awkwardly, "Besides, if you hadn't made me use my dragon transformation, my power would have been even less."

Dragon transformation is an extremely powerful amplification method. Once activated, it can significantly enhance a Soul Master's various qualities in all aspects, and their power will naturally surge accordingly.

Even if they are more skilled in elemental manipulation, their bloodline level is still what it is. Once they use dragon transformation, the physical enhancement they receive is no less than that of a golden dragon.

"Don't you think that's comfortable?" Gu Yue persisted, asking back with a sly glint in her eyes.

"Yes...it's very comfortable."

Na'er nodded honestly. She was a dragon herself, and the moment she unleashed her dragon transformation, her dragon bloodline seemed to be completely activated. The feeling of being filled with power and feeling exhilarated was truly intoxicating.

Especially when she was in her dragon form, surrounded by Gu Yue, the unique intimacy stirred strange ripples in her heart.

"Hmm~"

Thinking of that indescribable feeling, Na'er couldn't help but murmur aloud. Her silver dragon tail also subconsciously began to gently rub against itself, as if savoring the memory or venting some kind of emotion.

"That's it."

Gu Yue gave a soft hum, and the dragon tail wrapped around Nan Fusheng's thigh tightened slightly, creating a subtle sensation.

"Moreover, staying together in our dragon forms will allow Fusheng to gradually get used to it, reducing his future resistance. When we reveal our true identities in the future, he might be more accepting. Don't you want to have that day, playing freely with him in your true form?"

"Playing with Brother Fusheng in his real form?"

Na'er conjured up the image in her mind, her cheeks instantly turning bright red as if they were about to bleed. She said to Gu Yue in a coquettish tone, "You silver dragon, are you trying to scare Brother Fusheng to death?"

Revealing his true identity to play with Brother Fusheng? Gu Yue's idea is far too audacious!
What are their true forms? They are the Silver Dragon Kings themselves, towering thousands of feet tall and blotting out the sky!
How could Nan Fusheng, who is less than two meters tall, possibly play with them?
Could it be that they're going to stuff his whole body in...? Na'er didn't dare to think any further, only feeling her cheeks burning intensely.

If things really came to that, even if it didn't scare Nan Fusheng half to death, it would probably make him collapse to the ground on the spot, completely powerless.

"I already said it's something for the future, why are you taking it so seriously?" Gu Yue shrugged lightly, her face full of indifference. "Besides, can you honestly say you've never been tempted?"

Upon hearing this, Na'er immediately fell silent.

Gu Yue's idea was certainly audacious to the point of being outrageous, but she had to admit that her heart skipped a beat when she heard those words, and a strange sense of anticipation actually rose in her heart.

"Then...then we can't force Brother Fusheng; we have to let him make his own choice."

Na'er turned her head slightly away, avoiding Gu Yue's gaze, her silver dragon tail still tightly coiled around her.

"Of course." Gu Yue smiled, then reached out and gently patted Na'er's dragon tail. "Alright, enough joking. Now it's my turn. Do you want to come along, or just watch from the sidelines?"

"Of course we'll go together! You were clearly dominating me just now, and now I'm getting my revenge!"

Na'er immediately came to her senses and said with a hint of indignation, as the dragon's tail slowly loosened and she reached out her hand.

"Hi~"

The moment his martial soul was touched, Nan Fu was jolted awake from his rest. Looking at the two beauties in front of him with obvious anticipation in their eyes, he gave an awkward smile: "Um, Gu Yue, Na'er, we've been sparring for so long, can you let me rest a little longer?"

However, Gu Yue and Na'er clearly had no intention of letting him off easily.

Gu Yue smiled and said, "Is it a long time? Including the time it took you to enter this room, Fu Sheng, we've only sparred for a little over four hours. For a Soul Master, this amount of exertion is nothing."

"Yeah, Brother Fusheng, don't even think about slacking off!"

Na'er also flashed a bright smile, but her tone carried an undeniable air of authority: "You've already rested for five minutes, so you'll have to make up for it now. Okay, hurry up and get ready, or... do you need our help?"

"what?"

Before Nan Fusheng could fully understand what they meant by "giving a helping hand," two dragon tails with a slightly cool touch had already wrapped around his waist without warning.

Immediately afterwards, Na'er and Gu Yue, one above and one below, tacitly surrounded him, their familiar aura instantly enveloping him...

(End of this chapter)