Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 261 Bloody Competition
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As time flew by, the highly anticipated match soon officially began.

The Thunder Academy team members walked onto the Soul Battle Stage one by one. They were dressed in blue outfits and exuded strong lightning power, looking fierce.

Meanwhile, Ye Lingling followed Xuan Ming onto the stage.

Although the audience was already used to the Royal Fighting Team being outnumbered, the scene still erupted when they saw that only these two people were on stage.

Many viewers couldn't help but voice their doubts, and some even shouted that the match was fixed, causing chaos in the scene.

"What kind of game is this?" Gu Rong was a little confused.

He could understand Xuanming going it alone, after all, this guy was strong enough to single-handedly defeat all the teams in the qualifiers without any difficulty.

He could understand why Xuanming didn't go and the rest of the people went instead. After all, those girls were strong enough that even without any coordination, they could still overwhelm the others with their absolute strength, even if they fought alone or just randomly.

But now, Xuanming is bringing Ye Lingling onto the stage?
"Uncle Gu, today's match is likely to be a bit bloody." Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, a solemn expression on his face.

Gu Rong was slightly taken aback. "Could it be that he wants to..."

"With this lineup, I can't think of any other possibility." Ning Fengzhi sighed softly, his tone tinged with helplessness.

With the strength of Thunder Academy, it was not enough to pose a threat to Xuan Ming, let alone injure him to the point that he needed Ye Lingling's help to heal him.

But Ye Lingling still went on stage, and she was the only one there. The reason for this is obvious.

"Sect Master Ning, do you know something?" Emperor Xueye couldn't help but ask.

In his view, although Xuanming was powerful, the soul masters in the Great Soul Arena in the past were just amateurs, completely different from the genius soul masters cultivated by powerful forces like Thunder Academy.

Even if Xuanming is invincible in the Great Soul Arena, he may not be able to easily defeat these academy teams.

Going on stage alone, and only accompanied by a pure healing-type Soul Master, seems a bit too presumptuous.

“Your Majesty, if I’m not mistaken, this healing-type Soul Master from the Royal Fighting Team is prepared for Thunder Academy,” Ning Fengzhi said.

Emperor Xueye was taken aback. "For Thunder Academy? What does this mean?"

"I'm afraid they might get accidentally killed," Salas said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Your Holiness, it seems today's match is going to be very interesting."

"Maybe." Bibi Dong said absentmindedly.

She was still thinking about what Xuanming had said before, whether or not to hold the finals in Wuhun City.
From a purely economic standpoint, causing a ruckus in Wuhun City could solve many problems, but that place is ultimately too dangerous.

Even though Xuanming was confident about this matter, she didn't want to take that kind of risk.

Doing this elsewhere, though it might be a bit more complicated, would be safer, and she would have enough time to deal with the problems.

But if it were in Spirit City, it would involve a bit of gambling...

The Central Arena.

Seeing that Xuanming had only brought a weak and frail healing-type Soul Master, the members of the Thunder Academy team were furious.

That's incredibly disrespectful to them!

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the host DouDou didn't say much and directly announced the start of the match. Both sides retreated to their preparation areas and began to release their martial spirits and form formations.

"You can stay where you are." Xuanming led Ye Lingling to an area closer to the edge of the Soul Arena.

"Mm." Ye Lingling nodded gently.

"Both sides prepare, the match begins!"

As soon as the host DouDou gave a clear command, the atmosphere in the entire central fighting arena instantly became extremely tense!

The seven members of the Thunder Academy team launched their attack suddenly, like seven blue lightning arrows released from a bow, accompanied by crackling and violent lightning!

Lei Tian took the lead, his third and fourth soul rings flashing almost simultaneously. The Thunder Eagle spread its wings and moved so fast that it left afterimages. Its target was the frail Ye Lingling on the edge of the area—it had to deal with the Nine Heart Begonia first!
Almost at the same moment, Lei Dong’s fourth soul skill, “Locking God Ring”, was unleashed. The strange halo formed from pure lightning vanished into thin air and then coiled around Xuan Ming like a venomous snake!
The lightning ring suddenly tightened, and blinding lightning exploded and surged wildly, emitting a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound, instantly engulfing Xuanming!

"We've succeeded!" Just as a hint of joy rose in the hearts of the Thunder Academy members, the attacks of the other team members came crashing down from all directions. Various soul skills shone brightly, weaving together a deadly giant net of lightning, determined to completely tear Xuanming in the center apart!
However, just as Lei Tian gathered all his lightning power and grinned as he blasted it towards the seemingly unsuspecting Ye Lingling—

"Buzz!"

An invisible barrier silently appeared, effortlessly neutralizing his ferocious attack. "You chose the wrong opponent," a cold voice quietly sounded behind him.

Lei Tian's pupils shrank drastically, he was utterly horrified!
Before he could even turn around, an unimaginable force slammed into his back!
"puff--!"

He was as if he had been hit head-on by a battering ram. Blood gushed out as his body flew forward uncontrollably, crashing heavily onto the hard surface of the Soul Arena, leaving a glaring bloodstain, and instantly losing his fighting ability.

In the center of the arena, the "God-Locking Ring" that trapped Xuanming and was wreaking havoc with lightning—

Xuanming simply raised his arm casually!

"Crack!"

The powerful soul control skill that was enough to trap the Soul King shattered like fragile glass, turning into countless scattered electric fragments.

Lei Dong's confident expression froze instantly, turning into unbelievable horror!
Directly in front, Yu Tianxin arrived with the wrath and might of the Thunder God, his giant fist, transformed into a dragon, slammed towards Xuanming's face with the force of shattering mountains and splitting rocks!

From both sides, Lei Mie and Lei Jiuzhong's attacks were also closing in simultaneously, sealing off all escape routes.

At that very moment, the two black dragons that had been silent behind Xuanming suddenly moved!
They were no longer mere decorations; they were like two black lightning bolts, ready to devour their prey. Their speed was beyond the visual capture limits of most Soul Masters, and with a heart-palpitating low roar, they pounced on Lei Mie and Lei Jiuzhong on the left and right sides respectively!
"Roar!"

The ferocious dragon's mouth opened wide, its fangs, gleaming with an eerie light, snapped shut with unparalleled precision!

"Crack! Click!"

The sickening sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard throughout the venue. Accompanied by the two people's shrill screams, their arms were bitten off, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

Even more terrifying, an extremely domineering black lightning surged wildly into their bodies through the wounds, bringing devastating paralysis and tearing pain, instantly rendering the two unable to resist. They could only be held tightly by the black dragon like rag dolls, twitching in vain.

On the front, Yu Tianxin's dragon fist, which was full of power and bursting with lightning, was casually pinched by a seemingly fair and slender hand.

All the violent lightning power struck that hand, yet it failed to even stir a ripple, as if a mud ox had entered the sea.

Xuanming slightly turned his wrist.

"boom!!!"

Yu Tianxin felt an irresistible and terrifying force coming towards her, and her whole body spun around before she was slammed hard onto the surface of the Soul Fighting Platform!

The enormous roar shook the entire venue, and the hard surface cracked inch by inch around Yu Tianxin, forming a shocking spiderweb-like pit!

His right arm was twisted at a bizarre angle that completely defied physiological structure, and it was clearly broken!
"Referee! This is murder!"

The Thunder Academy teachers protested almost immediately, but the referee on the sidelines simply looked at him indifferently and asked, "Do you want to forfeit?"

The teacher's face immediately turned even uglier.

Yu Tianxin had already said before going on stage that no matter what happened on the field, he was never allowed to surrender unless he gave up on his own!
"Second Uncle, we can't keep fighting like this! If we keep fighting, Yu Tianxin will be crippled by Xuanming!" Yu Tianheng said anxiously.

He had known Xuanming for a long time, and he knew all too well how ruthless Xuanming could be!

If he had only gone on stage alone, it would have been fine, but the fact that he brought Ye Lingling with him means that this battle will be a massacre!

Literal torture!

"Can you stop him?" Yu Xiaogang's face was extremely grim.

Yu Tianxin was his cousin. He wanted to stop the fight, but before he went on stage, Yu Tianxin said that no one was allowed to surrender to him unless he died or gave up on his own.
Yu Luomian is Yu Tianxin's biological grandfather!
But now, the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has been turned into a cripple by Xuanming!
A useless person who needs someone to take care of his daily life!
Now that Yu Tianxin finally has a chance to face Xuan Ming head-on and take revenge, how could he give it up so easily?

"Xuanming!" Yu Tianxin gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain as he got up. He slammed his left fist into Xuanming's chest, and at the same time, his second soul ring lit up, with dense, thick bolts of lightning erupting from his body and sweeping towards Xuanming.

Xuanming neither dodged nor evaded, letting the punch slam into his chest. The violent lightning exploded, but it failed to cause Xuanming the slightest harm.

"Why do you think I would use a colorless wall for defense?" Xuanming asked calmly, looking at Yu Tianxin, who seemed somewhat incredulous.

"Because even if I just stand here, your attacks won't do me any harm."

His current body is no different from that of a pure-blooded true dragon of ten thousand years. With the attacks of these Soul Venerables and Soul Sects, they can't even break through his defenses.

The colorless wall was merely a token of respect he left for these people, and also a way to avoid damaging their clothes.

At least he used a move similar to a self-created soul skill, instead of just using his body to cripple them with two slaps.

(End of this chapter)