Peerless: The Evil Soul Master's Guide to Saving the World

"Hmph~" Cain sneered.

They used Mingyuzong to establish their authority.

His eyes grew colder and colder.

A gasp rippled through the crowd.

The invisible figure had already vanished, and the next instant, long, sharp, blood-red fingernails, like a dagger, sliced ​​across Tang San's neck.

"This physique..."

Tang San's eyes narrowed sharply.

As I wiped the bloodstains from my cheek, a storm raged within me.

impossible!
The Mingyu Sect is under the jurisdiction of the Sun Moon Empire.

This Mingyu Sect team is said to have appeared in the Battle of Mingdu four years ago, and at that time they were already Soul Emperors, so they should not be underestimated... But in just four years, they have become Title Douluos!
How can it be? ! !

Cain's offensive continued.

Like a bloody shadow, it kept tearing through Tang San's clothes.

The injury was deep-seated.

"Eight Spider Lances!" Tang San shouted coldly.

"Pfft!"

As the clothes were pierced, eight sharp blades emerged from behind, emanating a rich crimson color mixed with a trace of Asura divine consciousness.

at the same time.

Nine coins slowly rose from the soles of their feet.

"Humph."

Cain chuckled.

The nine spirit rings beneath his feet were equally formidable.

"Wow!!!"

The hundreds of thousands of spectators in the stadium erupted in uproar.

The expressions of the students all changed.

Two figures, one in red and one in purple, gazed at each other from afar, dividing the entire area into two distinctly colored sections.

"How is this possible?! Two Title Douluos?"

An elderly man with gray hair, who was also a teacher leading the team at the college, spoke in a daze, his face filled with shock.

What exactly is this Mingyu Sect? How can it have a Title Douluo?
The prestige of the Haotian Sect was fully revealed at this moment.

I thought it was already quite outrageous that a regular disciple possessed the strength of a Soul Saint, but I never expected their team leader... to be a Title Douluo!!!
Furthermore, the ratio of their spirit rings.

Almost all of them are black, with the last four being crimson!
The oppressive aura of the eight 100,000-year-old soul beasts created a heavy atmosphere throughout the arena, making countless civilians breathless and pale!
"Are titled Douluo characters so common these days?" another academy teacher asked absentmindedly.

After all, even though they are the strongest in the team, they are only Soul Douluo, and Soul Saints are a dime a dozen.

But these two academy team leaders... how could this be!
Before anyone could be surprised.

The two figures in the arena were difficult to spot, only vaguely visible as red and blue clashing against each other, their terrifying power causing the entire arena to tremble.

The suspended arena was also a level nine soul tool, but it was only enough to contain the damage caused by the attacks of the two people.

"Pfft~!"

Tang San raised his arm in shock, his Eight Spider Lances protecting him, with layers of Blue Silver Grass blocking his way. However, Cain still broke through the defenses and advanced directly towards him.

Does it really have to be the Trident of Poseidon?
He gritted his teeth.

Not reconciled.

This is the real elimination round; we're going to have to use our trump cards.

What's the point of playing chicken then?

Could this Cain be the ultimate trump card of the Sun and Moon Empire?
That seems to make some sense. As long as they defeat Cain and eliminate the Mingyu Sect, the Haotian Sect will be secure.

"Heh, one minute countdown, three seconds left. If you can't save them, then..." Tang San curled the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, I remembered those Mingyu Sect disciples hanging in the sky.

Although he was evenly matched with her, under the protection of his Blue Silver Grass, no matter how fast she was, she would never be able to save them before he could make a move.

"I surrender!"

Cain chuckled and suddenly raised his hand. (End of Chapter)