Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 818 Naruto Uzumaki VS Yue Zhengyu

The martial arts contest for marriage proceeded smoothly, with each group having a representative figure.

Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Pagoda, preparations were already underway for the crucial final decision of the conference.

Undoubtedly, after the winners of the ten groups are determined, the final selection by Silver Dragon Princess Gu Yuena will still be the core climax of the entire tournament.

At that time, the popularity of the martial arts contest to find a husband will surely rise again to an unprecedented peak, and once again focus the attention of the entire continent.

Outside the stadium, in the stands and rest area, discussions about the tournament continued, but with a greater sense of anticipation and speculation about the outcome.

"The martial arts contest for marriage is finally coming to an end, and the ten groups are about to face off in the final round of the ultimate showdown. I wonder who will be fortunate enough to win the favor of the Silver Dragon Princess and become the ultimate winner of this grand event."

A spectator gazed at the ring in the center of the arena, his voice filled with anticipation.

Someone nearby chimed in, "That's hard to say. Perhaps the Silver Dragon Princess won't choose anyone in the end. After all, the Spirit Pagoda has never explicitly promised that anyone who makes it into the final top ten will definitely be selected."

"Huh? If that's really the case, then wouldn't this grand martial arts contest for marriage be like taking off your pants to fart—completely unnecessary?"

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately showed dissatisfaction. "No way! If Princess Silver Dragon really doesn't choose a husband in the end, I will definitely lead the protest. The Spirit Pagoda is clearly playing dirty tricks and fooling us, the followers!"

Another person chimed in, "Yes, the seeded players in each group are all quite outstanding. There are several Title Douluo in their twenties alone; they can almost be considered the top representatives of the younger generation across the entire continent."

If even someone as talented as her can't catch the eye of Princess Silver Dragon, then just how high must her standards be!

"In any case, this final round of competition will definitely be far more intense than any of the previous ones."

Those top players who maintain a perfect record or have only suffered one loss will undoubtedly go all out to compete for first place in their group. Just imagining such a clash of titans is enough to get anyone's blood pumping and their heart pounding.

"That's right! No matter what the final result is, I'm definitely going to watch the last few days of the competition live. I bought front-row tickets a long time ago. Although they're expensive, the thrill of watching the game live is definitely not comparable to watching it on TV at home. It's absolutely worth the price, haha."

"Brother, do you have any extra front-row seats? I'd like to witness this game live too. I have a bottle of fine wine that's been aged for 35 years at home, it's very mellow. If you don't mind, how about we switch?" someone asked earnestly.

“No way, I’m not selling this ticket no matter what.” The audience member waved his hand repeatedly. “The scalped tickets outside are already being sold at exorbitant prices, but even if the price is high, it can’t compare to experiencing the atmosphere in person.”

This kind of grand event might only happen once in a lifetime; if you miss it, you'll never have another chance.

According to the schedule, the final round of the round-robin tournament will consist of fifty matches across the ten groups.

To ensure the quality of the competition and the viewing experience, the organizers have divided the fifty matches into five days, with ten matches scheduled each day, each one a highly anticipated showdown.

Since this round of competition directly determined the final top ten, it ignited the audience's enthusiasm, resulting in a packed house and a surge of excitement.

Even the major Soul Guidance TV stations under the Federation had sent their most elite broadcasting teams to the venue early on, meticulously setting up various broadcasting equipment, just to present this ultimate showdown to the audience across the continent in the most perfect way.

……

"The fifth match of the ninth round of the first group's round-robin tournament will be between Naruto Uzumaki and Zheng Yu!"

Commentator Aifei's voice rang out in the arena, "Both of these players have made it to the ninth round with an undefeated record of eight wins. It can be said that one of the top ten spots will be decided between these two."

"Well then, let me first introduce the basic information of the two contestants. First is Naruto Uzumaki. This contestant comes from a commoner background. According to rumors, his martial soul, the Nine-Tailed Fox, grants him a special ability each time he acquires a spirit ring, for a total of nine."

"In the previous eight matches, Naruto Uzumaki demonstrated eight different abilities: wind, fire, water, lava, steam power, dissolving liquid, hypnotic scales, and ink seal."

"There's one last unknown ability left. I wonder if Naruto will use it in this final round of the competition."

"As for Zheng Yu, he needs no introduction. His Sacred Angel Martial Soul is renowned throughout the continent. So without further ado, let's begin the competition!"

"Five, four, three, two, one, the match begins!" After announcing the start, the referee quickly left the ring.

"The art of multiple shadow clones!"

Naruto Uzumaki made the first move, forming hand seals. As a burst of white mist appeared, dozens of clones identical to Naruto's original body took shape, some standing, some crouching, each with a different posture, densely distributed on the arena.

For a moment, it was difficult to tell which one was the true entity.

"Oh!! Here it is, Naruto's self-created soul skill: Multiple Shadow Clone Technique. This technique allows Naruto to create many clones, and these clones all have physical forms."

Commentator Aifei's impassioned voice rang out: "Although these clones will quickly dissipate as soon as they are attacked, it is undeniable that such a massive number of clones forming a cluster attack is enough to make most soul masters feel troubled."

"In the previous eight matches, Naruto used this unexpected tactic to turn the tide of battle multiple times and defeat many strong opponents."

Just as Ai Fei was giving her commentary, Yue Zhengyu reacted just as quickly.

With a cold snort, his soul power suddenly erupted, and eight soul rings—purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red—were neatly arranged and slowly pulsating.

"What's the use of having many clones? These clones that scatter at the slightest touch are far inferior to normal soul skill clones."

Before he finished speaking, four pairs of pure white wings unfurled from behind Le Zhengyu, a holy halo flowing over them, carrying his body rapidly into the air, cleverly avoiding the first wave of surging encirclement from Naruto's clones.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Holy Spirit Light Array".

"First Soul Skill: Holy Light Shines Everywhere".

A dazzling, holy light instantly rose around Le Zhengyu, and a huge light array appeared beneath his feet, with countless runes flowing and flashing.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet highly penetrating holy light poured down like a tide, enveloping all of Naruto's clones below the arena. Under the scorching heat of this holy light capable of dissolving soul power, many clones instantly turned into white mist and dissipated, like ice and snow meeting the sun. The arena was shrouded in mist, and visibility dropped sharply.

"Ok?"

Le Zhengyu, suspended in mid-air, frowned slightly as he glanced at the thickening white mist below and instantly understood the deeper meaning behind Naruto's actions.

If you don't actively attack these clones, you will be surrounded by a constant stream of clones and trapped in an endless war of attrition.

However, once the clones are eliminated, the white mist created when they dissipate becomes a natural barrier, obscuring vision and creating an opportunity for a stealthy surprise attack. Behind this seemingly simple tactic lies a carefully calculated game of strategy.

"Green Tea Ambassador!"

After a brief moment of thought, Le Zhengyu made a decision. His soul power surged, and a set of exquisite three-word battle armor quickly covered his entire body.

The battle armor is cleverly designed, blending elements of freshness and holiness—the word "green tea" originates from the martial soul of his partner, Liu Ruyan, symbolizing protection and bond;
"Envoy" is a concise abbreviation of his own angelic martial soul, representing holiness and power. The combination of the two is the powerful battle armor called "Green Tea Envoy".

Le Zhengyu has already decided that when he upgrades his battle armor to a four-word battle armor in the future, he will name it: Green Tea Angel!
He remembered when he first told his grandfather about his ambitions while serving in the Southern Legion. He thought his grandfather would be very pleased, but to his surprise, his grandfather flew into a rage, accusing him of tarnishing the honor of the Angel Family and almost breaking his legs.

Fortunately, after he argued his case and repeatedly explained the emotions and beliefs behind it, his grandfather finally chose to compromise.

With his eight-ring cultivation, the three-word battle armor, and the innate advantage of his Holy Angel Martial Soul, Le Zhengyu was almost unbeatable in the first group of matches. Even when facing ordinary Title Douluos, he was able to defeat them.

"If you don't come out, then I'll force you to. Doppelgangers aren't your exclusive right." Le Zhengyu's eyes were sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the churning white mist below, his body radiating even brighter light.

From within the array of holy light, tiny angelic spirits, each the size of a palm, flew out. Their bodies were composed entirely of holy fire, their small wings flapping behind them, radiating a scorching heat, as they swooped down towards the white mist below like a meteor shower.

These little angel spirits are both precise detectors and formidable attackers—once they lock onto a target, they will pounce on it fearlessly, and if necessary, they will even choose to self-destruct to burn the enemy with the high temperature of holy fire. This is one of Yue Zhengyu's trump card tactics.

As soon as the little angel's soul rushed into the white mist, a flurry of fighting sounds immediately came from below the arena. The sounds of soul power colliding rose and fell, confirming Le Zhengyu's judgment.

"As expected, they set up an ambush." ​​A knowing smile appeared on his lips.

"Puff puff!"

However, as time passed, the sounds of fighting below not only did not diminish, but became even more intense. Even the concentration of the white mist increased further due to the violent collision of soul power, almost shrouding the entire arena in chaos.

Le Zhengyu felt a chill run down his spine and immediately mobilized his mental energy to establish a connection between his vision and the little angel's soul below, attempting to grasp the battle situation through the thick fog.

The shared video showed a chaotic and intense scene: one after another, Naruto's clones emerged from the white mist, surging towards the little angel's spirit like a tide. They fought the spirit fearlessly, using their bodies and rudimentary attacks to engage it in a fierce battle.

The little angel spirit also showed no fear, its flames weaving into a net as it relentlessly charged towards Naruto's clone.

In the scene, you can sometimes see a Naruto clone destroying a little angel's soul, only to be tightly embraced by another soul in the next second. Then, amidst a violent explosion, the clone perishes together with the soul, turning into a cloud of white mist and a cluster of sparks.

The entire battlefield was in chaos. The shockwaves generated by the collision of soul power caused the white mist to churn endlessly, making it impossible to lock onto the true core.

"Is this guy crazy? Summoning so many clones, isn't he afraid of overusing his soul power and running out of energy?"

Le Zhengyu was filled with doubt, his brows furrowed. But he did not waver, remaining suspended in mid-air, maintaining a safe distance.

Although it's unclear what Naruto's true intentions are, the soul power consumption for summoning the little angel's spirit isn't too great for him. If this stalemate continues, as Naruto's soul power continues to drain, the scales of victory will inevitably tip in his favor.

Just then, an unusual low shout suddenly came from the white mist below. Immediately afterwards, a surge of soul power far more powerful than the previous clone suddenly erupted, like a dormant volcano suddenly awakening.

Warning bells rang in Le Zhengyu's mind, and his mental strength instantly rose to its limit as he locked onto the source of the fluctuation.

In the center of the white mist, a Naruto Uzumaki figure was holding a spinning ball of light in his left hand. The rapidly spinning blue ball of light created a gust of air that dispersed the white mist around it.

Immediately afterwards, another clone grabbed Naruto's right hand and hurled him into the air with a giant windmill.

"Super large jade rasengan!"

The light sphere, which was originally only twenty or thirty centimeters in size, expanded rapidly in the blink of an eye, becoming a huge light sphere three meters high, and crashed towards Le Zhengyu.

Le Zhengyu dared not be negligent and immediately activated his Martial Soul Domain. Brilliant holy light erupted from him, and then his four wings flapped, advancing instead of retreating. The light of his seventh Soul Skill had already lit up on him—that was his Martial Soul True Form: Angel True Form.

"Archangel's Wrath!"

With his roar, the light of his first five spirit rings pulsed rhythmically like breathing, intertwining and reflecting each other, pushing his momentum to a new peak.

Le Zhengyu held the Angelic Holy Sword, its blade flowing with holy golden light, as if it could cut through all obstacles in the world, and fiercely slashed towards Naruto and that giant Rasengan.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the space as the massive Rasengan collided with the holy sword, its violent energy spreading outwards and cracking the ground.

For a moment, the blue spiral power and the golden holy power clashed and were locked in a brief stalemate.

"You were too careless. Not using your battle armor at the beginning was your biggest mistake." Le Zhengyu's eyes were sharp as he shouted, and his soul power surged into the holy sword without reservation.

The light on the holy sword suddenly condensed, becoming more refined and sharp, and it actually tore a crack in the Rasengan. Then, with unstoppable momentum, it pierced towards Naruto's heart in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)