Douluo Dragon King: My strategy system is not right

Chapter 74 Contrast Girl
The arrogant girl was already standing on the stage. She was not wearing the Shrek Academy uniform, but a yellow dress that only revealed a small part of her calves.

She tilted her head slightly, her fair neck gracefully curved, like a proud swan. Her brows revealed an innate coldness and stubbornness, her bright eyes seemed to hold the vast ocean of stars, yet at this moment, she glanced at Lin Ci, who had just stepped onto the stage, with a hint of disdain.

"If you admit defeat now and apologize to me, maybe I won't pursue the bet." The girl's voice was crisp but filled with unquestionable arrogance, echoing in the empty competition arena.

Lin Ci walked onto the stage unhurriedly, a faint smile on his face. Facing the girl's provocation, he seemed remarkably calm. "Ye Xinglan, we haven't even started yet, and you're eager for me to admit defeat. Are you afraid?"

Lin Ci's voice was calm, but it was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the girl's pride.

Ye Xinglan snorted coldly: "You are good at talking, I want to see what you have to support your big talk."

The referee looked at both teams and said sternly, "This is a match. Stop when the time is right. Don't let personal grudges get out on the field."

Obviously, the referee also noticed the tension between Ye Xinglan and Lin Ci, so he spoke out to remind them.

The stadium not only has ordinary spectator seats, but also has boxes for some people of distinguished status.

In one of the private rooms, two people stood in front of the glass. One was dressed in white, with long flowing hair, and it was Wu Changkong.

Next to Wu Zhangkong stood a woman who looked to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. She was extremely beautiful, with strange long white hair draped behind her head. She was wearing a dark green sportswear, and her dark green eyes constantly flashed with the aura of vitality and destruction.

Her white hair and Wu Changkong's white clothes complement each other very well, looking very harmonious.

“Because your disciples are participating in the competition, I agreed to let them stir up troubled waters. What? Aren’t you worried at all?” The white-haired woman showed a teasing smile on her face and looked at Wu Changkong.

Wu Zhangkong said calmly: "Why should I worry?"

The white-haired woman raised her eyebrows. "It seems that you have great confidence in your disciples. Could it be that you think your teaching ability has surpassed that of the academy?"

Wu Zhangkong shook his head. "I'm already past the age of caring about winning or losing. When I asked them to participate in the competition, it wasn't just for the sake of winning or losing."

After a pause, he continued, "What's more, it's not that my teaching ability surpasses the academy's, but that his talent surpasses the academy's students."

The white-haired woman was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "For you to say that, your talent is truly terrifying."

She hadn't realized that her senior brother was a prominent figure in the inner court. He was naturally well aware of Shrek Academy's situation. He wouldn't lie, which meant that the young man who was about to battle Ye Xinglan truly possessed such talent.

On the field, with the referee's command, the game officially kicked off.

Ye Xinglan's eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle's. Her soul energy surged, and a dazzling Star God Sword materialized from thin air. Wisps of starlight lingered on the blade, as if channeling the boundless power of the vast starry sky. With a flick of her wrist, the Star God Sword unleashed a dazzling display of sword flowers, igniting bursts of starlight. Like a meteor, she shot towards Lin Ci.

Lin Ci's expression was calm. He just lightly pointed in front of him, and then quickly wrapped him in the air to form a light golden shield.

Ye Xinglan's Star God Sword, wielding a fierce aura, slashed fiercely at Lin Ci's golden shield. A resounding clang, like the clashing of a large bell, shook the surrounding air, rippling the air. Where the brilliant starlight collided with the golden shield, a blinding light erupted, causing the audience to squint.

Ye Xinglan's attack failed to break the defense, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. However, she continued to attack. Her body was like lightning, spinning rapidly around Lin Ci. The Star God Sword in her hand transformed into a series of star-like sword shadows, frantically attacking the golden shield from different angles. For a moment, the sword shadows were heavy and the starlight was flashing, completely enveloping Lin Ci.

Lin Ci remained calm within the shield. He could feel the increasing pressure on the shield, but he didn't rush to fight back. Instead, he used his soul power to maintain the shield's stability.

"Such strong defense!" Ye Xinglan's face was filled with surprise. Her attacks were always known for their strength. Each move was full of powerful opening and closing, with astonishing power.

Even so, the shield formed by Lin Ci's simple effort remained impenetrable. The young woman, unconvinced, raised the Star God Sword once more. Its light shone brightly, and the strands of starlight power that had once lingered around the blade surged wildly, like a ignited flame, growing ever more vigorous. Her soul power surged, and her aura threatened to overturn the entire arena.

"Go!" Ye Xinglan cried out, and countless condensed starlight shot out from the Star God Sword. Each starlight shone with a cold light, like a materialized blade, swarming towards Lin Ci's golden shield with devastating momentum. This wave of attack was even more fierce than the previous one, and the air hissed wherever it passed.

Lin Ci didn't make any unnecessary movements, simply shifting a finger to a palm that floated forward. But with just this simple shift, the light shield, as steady as a rock, took Ye Xinglan's sword strike.

After it was over, Lin Ci smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, and a brilliant light began to condense on the palm of his hand, and a golden sword emerged from the light.

"Now, it's my turn."

He held a golden sword, its blade radiant with light, as if condensing all the brilliance in the world. Lin Ci tapped his footsteps, and like a flash of golden lightning, he rushed towards Ye Xinglan. This time, it was Ye Xinglan's turn to feel the overwhelming pressure.

The two long swords collided at close range. There was no exchange of soul skills. Both sides subconsciously competed in swordsmanship and close combat.

Ye Xinglan initially didn't care, even a bit disdainful. After all, a close-quarters swordfight with her was like showing off one's sword in front of Guan Gong. After all, she was the second most gifted sword spirit in Shrek Academy's ten thousand years. Only the legendary Shrek Academy's most outstanding spirit master from ten thousand years ago was ranked first in swordsmanship.

But contrary to her expectations, Lin Ci completely crushed her in terms of swordsmanship, sword skills, and strength. This made the girl's long-cherished swordsmanship and state of mind somewhat unstable.

Defeated once again, she gasped softly, her eyes dull as she murmured, "How is this possible!?"

Yes, Lin Ci had actually surpassed her in the swordsmanship she was so proud of. That hadn't been caused by a difference in soul power; it was simply her inferior skills.

How could Ye Xinglan have imagined that the genius soul master whose martial soul was a sword ten thousand years ago would appear before her again ten thousand years later. Even though his martial soul was no longer a sword this time, his swordsmanship still made the girl feel ashamed.

"Keep going!" Ye Xinglan roared softly. His hair had been scattered and was very messy during the fight just now. At this moment, he really looked like a mad kitten.

Lin Ci lost interest, sheathed his sword, and stood, looking at her from a distance. He said calmly, "You may not know what the gap is yet."

As he finished speaking, soul rings emerged from under him.

Black, black, black, black.

Lin Ci, who had successfully advanced to Soul Sect yesterday, had four soul rings, which gave Ye Xinglan a little shock.

A ten-year-old with a fourth-level soul ring and a forty-thousand-year soul ring, the oppressive feeling it brought made all the spectators watching the game outside the stadium silent at the same time.

"You've been teasing me from the beginning, haven't you?" The arrogant girl was no longer domineering. She even threw her martial soul, the Star God Sword, on the ground and staggered back two steps.

Lin Ci, a fourth-ringer, was no longer the same person he once was. Having experienced the enhancements of the Angel's Tomb, he was no longer the same strength he had during his battle with Wu Siduo. If he wanted to defeat Ye Xinglan, he would have secured victory from the start.

But he didn't, and let Ye Xinglan attack.

At first, Ye Xinglan might have thought that Lin Ci was unable to defeat him, so she passively took the beating and wanted to find her weakness. But now she thought, she was the weakness.

In Lin Ci's eyes, her fierce attacks and provocative appearance before the match really made her look like... a clown.

(End of this chapter)