Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two muffled thuds exploded in succession. Lei Ze and Wen Yu were kicked away by Jin Tianming like footballs with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.

Even though the two were already top experts in the Soul Master world, they still seemed utterly helpless in front of Jin Tianming—his strength was already the undisputed ceiling of the entire Dragon Soul.

Jin Tianming stopped and stood up, but his gaze passed over the two people who had fallen to the ground and landed on Mo Yan, who was not far away.

Mo Yan, who was just paddling around in the middle of the battlefield a moment ago, has now quietly distanced herself and is standing there lazily, as if this fierce battle has nothing to do with her.

"You're always like this, no matter what."

Jin Tianming thrust his golden spear into the ground, and the moment the spear tip pierced the rubble, it created a fine ripple.

His gaze was calmly fixed on Mo Yan, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger, but concealing a subtle hint of helplessness.

I thought these three would really join forces and force me to use all my strength, but I didn't expect that Mo Yan, this "lazy dog," would still be slacking off even at this point.

"I surrender."

Without a second thought, Mo Yan raised his hand and uttered three crisp words that instantly silenced the entire battlefield.

She really had no intention of continuing the fight. From the very beginning, only Lei Ze genuinely wanted to compete with Jin Tianming.

She had already achieved her goal; continuing the fight would only be a waste of her soul power.

Rather than fighting a humiliating battle, it's better to just admit defeat and be done with it.

"You're still the same."

Jin Tianming didn't say much this time, he just shook his head slightly.

He knew Mo Yan's personality too well; she was clearly making it clear that she wanted to give him the final stage completely.

In the audience, everyone finally snapped out of their daze after Mo Yan's words "I admit defeat," and an uproar instantly erupted.

They couldn't believe that the captain of the Shrek team would actually admit defeat!

"Are you kidding me? How could Shrek admit defeat?"

"Is our glory of ten thousand years going to end in this Soul Master Competition?"

"Take back what you just said! You bastard!"

"Where are all the teachers at Shrek Academy? Come out and say something!"

A cacophony of doubts, angry shouts, and expressions of regret rose and fell, nearly threatening to overturn the entire audience.

Everyone thought they would witness a thrilling and epic showdown, but Mo Yan dropped a bombshell, easily handing the Soul Master Tournament championship to the Sun and Moon Team.

This has completely shattered everyone's understanding!
Just then, a titled Douluo on the judges' panel couldn't help but stand up and said in a deep voice, "Mo Yan, are you sure you want to admit defeat?" His tone was urgent, clearly hoping that this was just a slip of the tongue by Mo Yan.

"I'm sure." Mo Yan nodded without hesitation, his tone frank. "Releasing my domain just now consumed too much of my soul power. If I face him now, I have no chance of winning."

"Admitting defeat is the best option."

The moment the words left his mouth, Mo Yan, who had been walking steadily just moments before, suddenly swayed, his steps became unsteady, and his face visibly paled.

Audiences:"……"

They're not stupid! Just now, Mo Yan was standing to the side, seemingly relaxed and at ease. How did he suddenly become exhausted from his soul power?
This Shrek captain is clearly treating them like fools!

At the edge of the arena, Princess Xu Jiujiu of the Star Luo Empire had already composed herself. She quickly walked to Zhang Lexuan's side, her tone filled with disbelief and urgency: "Teacher Zhang, are you really going to admit defeat? This is Shrek Academy's eternal glory!"

Zhang Lexuan sighed helplessly, a bitter smile on her face, and explained to Xu Jiujiu, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, Wen Yu's domain in the Star Luo team is too overpowered, causing Junior Sister Mo Yan to consume too much soul power."

She has no chance of winning against Jin Tianming now; admitting defeat is the safest solution.

Xu Jiujiu: "?" No, why are you blaming their Star Luo team?
She frowned, wanting to say something more, such as suggesting a halftime break to allow Mo Yan to recover his soul power before fighting again.

But before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by a voice as cold as ice.

The voice resounded through the clouds, carrying an undeniable pressure that instantly silenced the noisy audience.

Why do you guys talk so much nonsense?

Jin Tianming sat cross-legged in the center of the battlefield, looked up at the audience, his eyes indifferent as frost, "They've already admitted defeat, what are you spectators doing pointing fingers and making noise here?"

These words did not quell the discussion in the audience; instead, they intensified.

"Sun and Moon Team, get out of here!"

"Exactly! Your captain clearly just got lucky! He only won because Mo Yan's soul power was overexerted!"

"That's right! If you give the Shrek team half an hour to rest, you'll definitely be able to take them down!"

The noisy sounds buzzed like flies. Jin Tianming slowly raised his lowered eyes, and the calmness in his eyes was completely replaced by coldness.

The Shrek team can win by any means necessary, so why is the Sun and Moon team guilty of something just because they won?

An extremely terrifying sense of oppression suddenly swept over him!
Nine vibrant red spirit rings, like burning flames, slowly rose from beneath his feet, interlocking and radiating a suffocating aura of power.

Red rings! A total of nine!
At that moment, all sound from the audience fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths slightly agape, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Nine...nine spirit rings?
how can that be!

As Mo Yan stepped off the battlefield, he felt the overwhelming pressure and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, feeling secretly fortunate.

Luckily, she's a "surrenderist," otherwise this guy would have beaten her to a pulp today.

She knew Jin Tianming's strength all too well; this guy still had a soul spirit that he had never used!

On the judges' panel, a titled Douluo suddenly stood up, his face filled with a murderous aura.

He was the one least willing to see the Sun and Moon team win the championship, and almost blurted out, "Jin Tianming! Did you lie about your age?!"

The Soul Master Competition has a clear age limit, and those who can possess nine red rings are definitely not under twenty years old or exactly twenty years old!

He was convinced that this was a trick Jin Tianming was using to win the championship. As long as he could hold him back by focusing on his age, he could stop him!
But Jin Tianming showed no intention of answering.

With a flick of his wrist, the golden spear stuck in the ground was instantly pulled out. The spear tip flashed with a cold light, and he appeared in front of the titled Douluo as if he had teleported.

"Pfft——!"

The spear pierced the air with incredible speed, directly piercing the throat of the titled Douluo!
Blood spurted out, and the titled Douluo didn't even have time to scream before he fell straight down, dying on the spot.

Jin Tianming flicked the blood off the tip of his spear with fluid, graceful movements, exuding a chilling indifference.

Only then did the other titled Douluo on the judging panel react. Their faces turned pale, and they stood up abruptly, but none of them dared to step forward easily.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses. She rushed to the edge of the arena, pointed at Jin Tianming, and her voice trembled slightly with anger: "Jin Tianming! Are you declaring war on our Star Luo Empire and all the forces on the Douluo Continent on behalf of the entire Sun Moon Empire?!"

How dare he!
This is the capital of the Star Luo Empire, its territory! He actually killed a Title Douluo in front of everyone!
Jin Tianming slowly raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Xu Jiujiu, the contempt in his eyes as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.

A cold smile curved his lips, and his words, each one forceful and resounding, echoed throughout the arena:

"Yes."

"I, representing the entire Sun Moon Empire, address you—"

"Declare war!"

...(End of chapter)