Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke." Upon seeing this, Flanders immediately came to his senses and bowed respectfully towards the VIP seats to express his gratitude.

"Just watch the game carefully!" Leosli waved his hand.

"The game continues." Salas's voice, like the clear sound of a bell, carried an irresistible majesty, making the atmosphere even more solemn. He sat down again, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness and concentration.

Tang San's expression was as sullen as a cold pond as he slowly walked towards his designated position. The turmoil within him contrasted sharply with the clamor outside. He stared at the spirit master from Barak Academy from afar, their gazes meeting, and time seemed to stand still. The next round of challenges would undoubtedly fall on his shoulders.

Soon, the host's voice rang out in the silence, clear and firm: "The game begins!"

Although the soul masters present were dissatisfied with Tang San's actions, they knew in their hearts that Tang San in front of them had already demonstrated a powerful strength that could not be ignored.

At least, at this moment, his strength was far superior to theirs.

A member of the Haotian Sect, with twin martial souls and a fourth ring that lasted ten thousand years, this configuration was already very powerful.

For some Kingdom contestants, the third ring is still yellow.

Four soul rings, two yellow, one purple, and one black, flickered interlacedly, like a gorgeous and mysterious flower, quietly blooming under Tang San's feet.

"Ghost Shadow!" He shouted in a low voice, and his figure instantly turned into a phantom, approaching rapidly. Blue light surrounded his left hand, as bright as stars, shining brightly.

On the opposite side, the soul master showed a solemn expression, and then resolutely waved the sunflower martial soul in his hand, which symbolized light. Countless yellow light spots poured out like a meteor shower and rolled towards Tang San.

Tang San swung his right hand, and three white spores shot out like arrows through the air, heading towards the dense yellow light. Immediately, a violent collision sound was heard.

"Puff puff……"

White powder spread like smoke, completely submerging the yellow spots of light, and a strange smell filled the air.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of blue light suddenly exploded in the mist.

"Third soul skill, spider web binding!" Vines grew out in the air and instantly shot out in all directions, quickly wrapping the soul master opposite tightly.

At the same time, Tang San had already rushed into the confusing white mist, chanting in a low voice: "Fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Earth Spike Array!"

Thanks to the spider web restraints and parasitic seeds, Tang San's fourth soul skill does not need to be released through the ground, but can grow directly through the parasitic seeds.

This is also a special application of soul skill combination, which maximizes damage by matching soul skills.

Before the sound faded, the vines in front made a series of crisp protruding sounds.

The "puff puff puff" sound resounded like thunder, and the area within nearly fifteen meters around was suddenly covered by white mist, as if shrouded in a strange fog.

"Ahhhh..." Screams continued from the fog.

Finally, the instructor of Barak Academy realized that the situation was irreversible. Knowing that the outcome was clear, and that Tang San was carrying out ruthless revenge with the attitude of a strong man, he hurriedly shouted: "Admit defeat, we admit defeat in this battle!"

When it comes to the qualifying round, some of the rules of the preliminaries do not need to be followed.

Because those who can survive the preliminaries are not weak, the strength of their soul skills is naturally much higher.

Therefore, the rules for the promotional rounds were much more relaxed, but the means had to be reasonable, and no external objects could be used, let alone killing the opponent, otherwise the player would be disqualified. Once the player conceded, the match was over, and no further means could be used to harm the opponent.

Because of this, the qualifying round is a little more "bloody" than the qualifying round.

Therefore, healing soul masters will only be deployed after the promotion round.

Otherwise, what if both sides are determined to kill each other?

Upon hearing this, Tang San instantly retracted his spirit ability, turned around and walked out of the white fog.

He naturally knew the rules of the game and it was impossible for him to actually kill.

You can only teach the other party a lesson.

Leosli saw all this, but he didn't say anything.

The main reason is that the promotion match itself does not stipulate how the opponent must be beaten.

The one thing that is guaranteed is that you cannot die.

The main reason was that although Xue Ye himself disliked Shrek, he disliked Barak even more. Therefore, in previous promotion matches, whenever he met a player from the kingdom who was disloyal to him, he would basically beat him to death.

This resulted in the kingdom's contestants being basically crippled by the time they reached the qualifying rounds, those with weaker skills were basically crippled.

Moreover, the healing soul masters in the promotion matches were arranged by the royal family, so it is inevitable that they would be a little "merciful" when treating.

Therefore, Leosli naturally would not interfere with the implicit rules of the promotion matches.

Although Saras knew Barak had secretly defected to the Spirit Hall, he couldn't argue with the established rules of the past. If he sided with Barak now, the image he had built up over the years would collapse. While the Spirit Hall wouldn't say anything, they would certainly feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, Saras could only helplessly turn a blind eye to Shrek's tactics.

As for Ning Fengzhi?
Since Barak College did not have his investment, naturally he would not say much.

As Ning Que is a direct descendant in Shrek, even if Ning Fengzhi is very unhappy with Tang San now, he still has to put on a good show.

Otherwise it would be inhumane.

The first match ended with Barak Academy conceding. The scene felt a bit monotonous, and the audience felt a little unsatisfied. Hey, Barak Academy, why did you give up so easily?

At least we have to test the waters a bit so the teams behind us can prepare! While surrendering directly is quick and easy, it puts a huge amount of pressure on the teams following behind!
Ballack's captain knew this was a strategic move. He figured, since they were going to lose anyway, they might as well withhold some information and create a sense of mystery for their opponents.

This way, maybe we can even move up a little in the rankings. After listening to the captain's explanation, the team members nodded, thinking to themselves: "People outside think we're just big, strong guys with muscles, but in fact, we're smart and talented!"

Just as everyone was heatedly discussing the matter, Barak Academy suddenly announced they were withdrawing from the competition. Everyone was clearly still reeling from the aftershocks. Tang San's performance had been like a flash of lightning, instantly leaving a deep impression on the students. After all, Barak's team only had two Soul Masters, and with both of those warriors already fallen, the remaining ones were merely serving as food.

After a short lunch break, the competition finally resumed in the evening, ending only when the final bell rang. The teams from each academy, escorted by the Royal Knights, returned to their base in an orderly fashion. (End of this chapter)