Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

The other Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall were initially watching coldly from the sidelines, but when they saw that the older Title Douluo, along with many other Soul Masters, was still unable to defeat Pineapple Snow, who was piloting the Pineapple Battle Treasure, their eyes flashed with shock.

They knew all too well that it was a pipe dream for a single Title Douluo to suppress this kid who could summon magical mechs.

"We can't let him continue to be so arrogant!"

A titled Douluo, as burly as a small mountain, with bulging muscles as hard as steel, suddenly roared, his voice like a bell, echoing throughout the main hall of the Spirit Hall.

The other four titled Douluo instantly understood. They moved swiftly like five black ghosts, rushing towards Pineapple Snow. Their posture clearly indicated that they wanted to join forces to kill him in one fell swoop.

In an instant, the whole scene became extremely tense and oppressive, like the deathly silence before a storm.

These five titled Douluo are each like an insurmountable mountain, possessing terrifying power capable of destroying the world.

At this moment, the five of them joined forces, and the suffocating pressure spread outwards like a tangible wave, making the surrounding air seem to freeze into solid ice, making it hard to breathe.

The Spirit Hall Soul Masters watching the battle, whether high-level or ordinary, all turned pale and involuntarily retreated, giving the five Title Douluos enough space.

Their eyes were filled with fear and excitement. They were afraid of the powerful force unleashed in this battle, and excited about witnessing a fierce battle that might be recorded in the history of Douluo Continent.

"This Pineapple Snow has really run into a brick wall this time. No matter how powerful he is, can he possibly fight against five Title Douluos all by himself?"

A middle-aged man who looked like a Contra player couldn't help but whisper, his face full of certainty.

"Yes, although his previous performance was indeed amazing, the combined forces of Title Douluos are no joke. I think he's doomed this time."

A young, high-level Soul Master standing nearby echoed this sentiment, a hint of regret in his eyes.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what other tricks he can pull."

An old man snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, seemingly anticipating what surprising move Pineapple Snow would make. "Hmph, kid, let's see where you run this time!"

The muscular Title Douluo, his eyes flashing with ferocity, launched the first attack. He stomped his feet on the ground, and the hard stone slab instantly cracked like a spider web. Then, he clenched his fists, and the light from his spirit rings flickered wildly, black, purple, and other colors intertwining, releasing a chilling energy fluctuation.

The space in front of him instantly twisted and deformed, as if being kneaded by an invisible giant hand, and a huge fist shadow formed from dense soul power appeared out of thin air.

The fist shadow was more than two people tall, with strange runes flowing on its surface, carrying a powerful momentum that could split mountains and shatter rocks, and smashed fiercely towards Pineapple Battle Treasure's head.

If this punch lands, Pineapple War Treasure's hard head will probably be blasted into dust.

At the same time, another titled Douluo, whose figure was as thin as a bamboo pole and whose face was as cold as an ice sculpture, also made a move.

A black longbow appeared in his hand at some unknown time, its body emitting an eerie, ghostly light, as if it were formed from endless darkness.

He slowly drew back the bowstring, and a sharp arrow formed from dark power quickly materialized on it. This arrow exuded a chilling aura, its tip gleaming with a sinister light, as if it could pierce through everything in the world.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow shot out like a meteor chasing the moon, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, leaving only a black afterimage, heading straight for Pineapple War Treasure's chest, intending to pierce its vitals in one fell swoop.

The remaining three Title Douluos were not to be outdone and each used their own methods.

Suddenly, countless blue vines wrapped around the body of a titled Douluo. These vines, as if alive, twisted and turned wildly, spreading towards Pineapple Battle Treasure's limbs at an extremely fast speed. The vines were covered with sharp barbs, and once entangled, one would probably be riddled with holes by these barbs in an instant.

Another titled Douluo opened his mouth wide, spewing out raging flames. The flames were a strange purplish-black color, like a roaring fire dragon, carrying an aura of destruction, and surged towards Pineapple Battle Treasure. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making a "sizzling" sound.

Another titled Douluo pressed his hands to the ground, manipulating it to instantly sprang up countless sharp rocks. These rocks, like razor-sharp blades, swiftly stabbed towards Pineapple Battle Treasure from below, attempting to pierce its body. (End of Chapter)