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

Chapter 280 Isolated and helpless
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A cold white light suddenly spread from Xuanming's body, and the falling raindrops froze in mid-air.

The black-clad thieves were stunned by the sudden and terrifying pressure, and the Royal Knights and Holy Knights seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Xuanming did not linger, but quickly weaved through the crowd.

The area expanded as he moved, and every black-clad thief shrouded in white light was greatly affected. The weak lost their ability to resist, while the strong were briefly stunned by this sudden interference and were then swiftly killed by the Holy Emperor's Warriors.

In the past, his movement in this way would have resulted in overwhelming suppression without distinguishing friend from foe. However, after obtaining the Ice and Fire Dragon Principal Crown, he can even accurately distinguish and suppress both sides in the melee.

Xuanming barely intervened directly; he simply traversed the battlefield, yet his actions had a decisive impact on the outcome of the battle.

This also confirmed to him that most of these black-clad assassins were no more than level 50, and many of them were not even Soul Masters.

If it weren't for this poisonous rain, they would never have been able to fight the Holy Emperor's Warriors for so long.

At this moment, the shadowy figure lurking in the dark had its gaze fixed intently on Xuan Ming.

He had thought that he would have to wait until the hopeless sneak attack ended and everyone relaxed their guard before he could find an opportunity to make his move, but he never expected Xuanming to be so impulsive.

Not only did he leave the Pope's side, but he even rushed into the melee!

If Xuanming had stayed by the Pope's side, he would never have had a chance. But now, this guy has voluntarily left the protection of the Title Douluo and even barged into the chaotic battlefield.

However, Shadow still did not make any rash moves. He simply used his mental tracking to lock Xuanming in place, waiting until he was further away from the Pope and further away from Ghost Douluo.

He didn't know how Xuanming had detected him last time, but since the other party was capable of detecting his sneak attack, the difficulty of killing him with one blow had greatly increased.

He wouldn't get a second chance from the Pope and Ghost Douluo!
Meanwhile, at the Royal Fighting Team's camp.

Unlike other unlucky academies, with Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin present, those black-clad thieves had no chance to get close. At first, things were fine; Chen Xin only secretly helped, giving everyone a chance to train. However, after discovering that the rain had a strong paralyzing effect, Chen Xin directly released his Title Douluo-level soul power pressure.

Sensing this absolutely deadly threat, the black-clad thieves dared not approach any further. Even a Soul Douluo would surely die if he stepped into Chen Xin's sword domain at this moment!

Moreover, most of the black-clad attackers were Soul Masters below level 60. If it weren't for the existence of this poisonous rain, they would have been unilaterally slaughtered and wiped out by the Holy Emperor Warriors long ago.

Approaching a Title Douluo who is unaffected by the poisonous rain is tantamount to courting death.

“Feng Zhi, these people are all professional assassins,” Chen Xin said in a deep voice.

Under his intimidation, the black-clad thieves dared not approach this area, but they continued to attack other academy convoys, which was highly unusual!
If it were any ordinary soul master, no, any normal person, they would have fled the moment they sensed his soul power! Yet not a single one of these men in black retreated!

“Their attacks seem aimless, killing anyone they see, but what’s the point?” Ning Fengzhi frowned.

Xuanming is under the Pope's protection, and no matter who the attacker is, it is impossible for them to break through the guards of three Title Douluos!
Even if the seven great families also have titled Douluo, they would never dare to have a direct conflict with the Pope!

The cost of taking action against the Pope is something even the Haotian Sect cannot afford, let alone the seven great families.
"Feng Zhi, Xuan Ming has left the Papal Camp." Chen Xin looked at the white light rapidly approaching them.

"What?" Ning Fengzhi was taken aback. "He's here?"

"His domain interference is extremely strong, and it's helping everyone regain the advantage," Chen Xin explained.

The control effect of this poisonous rain was terrifying; anyone below the Soul Saint level would be powerless to resist it without being prepared.

This was at least released by a Soul Master, and it has lasted for so long, so there must be a support-type Soul Master providing the boost.

Aside from the Spirit Hall and the Seven Great Sects, the only entities on the entire continent capable of orchestrating such a spectacle, besides the Seven Great Families, are the royal families of the two great empires.

"Fengzhi, did the emperor say anything?" Chenxin asked.

“No, at least they didn’t tell me.” Ning Fengzhi frowned.

"Qinghe, is the royal family planning something?"

Xue Qinghe shook his head. "No, at least I haven't received any news."

“This attack could not have been carried out by a single person,” Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice.

"Many of the black-clad assassins don't fight in the style of the Heaven Dou Empire, but rather in the Star Luo Empire."

"First, this rain forced the Pope to disperse the Holy Emperor's Knights to protect everyone, but the power of the rain was somewhat unexpected, and even the Holy Emperor's Knights couldn't withstand it."

"Now that Xuanming has joined the battlefield, although it has helped everyone regain the advantage, it has also put him in a danger zone."

"Next, the real killers should be deployed."

Just as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from afar, as if it were some kind of signal.

Immediately afterwards, the black-clad thieves who had been attacking the various academy convoys seemed to receive new instructions and began to rapidly converge on Xuan Ming's location. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, clearly those of highly trained professional assassins.

"Damn it." Ning Fengzhi's eyes changed slightly. Just as he was about to ask Chen Xin to come to the rescue, a gray-robed figure suddenly broke into Chen Xin's sword domain.

The newcomer did not make a move, but stood still, confronting Chen Xin. However, judging from the fact that the aura emanating from him could withstand Chen Xin's domain, the opponent was also a Title Douluo!
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, perhaps it's best not to interfere in this matter?" the gray-robed man said quietly. Chen Xin, holding the Seven Kill Sword, did not attack directly, but instead looked at Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi stared at the gray-robed man: "Have you considered the consequences of deploying such a force?"

"The Pope values ​​Xuanming so much that she will not let this go, regardless of whether the assassination succeeds or fails."

"The Pope certainly won't give up, but what if she's no longer the Pope?" the gray-robed man asked quietly.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and the others' expressions changed drastically.

This simple sentence contains an astonishing amount of information!

No longer the Pope?
Could this assassination attempt have involved internal power struggles within the Spirit Hall?

"Sect Leader Ning, that brat's survival is no good for any of us. We know the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a special relationship with him, but since I'm here, you have an excuse not to intervene," the gray-robed man said calmly. "So, let's not go over there?"

Ning Fengzhi fell silent.

From the perspective of the interests of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heavenly Dou Royal Family, they should not intervene at this time.

The fact that the other side dispatched a Title Douluo to intercept them had already given them enough excuses, but...

"Dad! Grandpa Jian!"

Soaked by the rain and feeling weak all over, Ning Rongrong and her group poked their heads out of the carriage where they were taking shelter from the rain, anxiously looking at the white light in the distance.

"Dad! Brother Xuanming is surrounded!"

"Teacher," Xue Qinghe said anxiously.

With Sword Douluo as her bodyguard and the Pope's convoy accompanying her, and Serpent Spear and Porcupine Douluo already back in Spirit City with Golden Crocodile Douluo, she has no one left to send!

Moreover, judging from what the gray-robed man just said, even if the Serpent Spear and his companion were here, they might not obey her orders to rescue Xuanming!

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong, whose eyes were red, and then met Chen Xin's gaze. He finally sighed, and seven-colored light flashed in his palm: "Uncle Jian, make your move!"

Without further hesitation, Chen Xin unleashed the Seven Kill Sword's blazing light, unleashing a sharp sword aura that slashed directly at the gray-robed man!

"Ning Fengzhi! You've all gone mad!" The gray-robed man exclaimed in shock and anger.

He was no match for Chen Xin to begin with, and now that Ning Fengzhi was helping him, how could he possibly stop him?

Ning Fengzhi did not respond, but silently assisted Chen Xin, and no one could see through his thoughts.

Faced with Chen Xin's rapid offensive, the gray-robed man knew he was no match for him, so he simply gave up trying to stop him and instead rushed towards the Royal Fighting Team's carriage!

Chen Xin was forced to switch from offense to defense.

"Chen Xin, I can't stop you, but if you dare to go over there, I can't guarantee their safety," the gray-robed man threatened in a low voice.

Chen Xin frowned, wielding the Seven Kill Sword incessantly. Strikes of sword energy crisscrossed, forming a dense sword net that forced the gray-robed man into a retreat.

Knowing he was no match for Chen Xin, the gray-robed man had no intention of fighting and instead kept switching targets between the carriage and Ning Fengzhi.

The situation was extremely tense for a time, and even with Ning Fengzhi's assistance, Chen Xin was unable to do more while protecting both sides.

Meanwhile, Xuanming, besieged by numerous black-clad thieves, no longer held back.

The white light was suppressed to the extreme, and violent lightning flashed. The blood spear swept across the ground, leaving trails of blood. Wherever it passed, the black-clad thieves screamed and fell to the ground.

However, these black-clad thieves seemed oblivious to pain and death, and even though they were severely wounded, they continued to pounce on Xuanming one after another.

The students from various academies, protected by the Holy Emperor's Warriors, were all astonished to see Xuan Ming display such terrifying strength.

"You are so brave!"

A sharp shout rang out from afar, followed by a pungent, fishy smell, and Dugu Bo, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally made his move.

He had originally planned to act when the gray-robed man tried to attack the carriage, but he hesitated because he was worried that the man might have a backup plan.

But now Xuanming is surrounded, so he has no choice but to take action!

Just as Dugu Bo was halfway there, another figure in purple robes darted out from the shadows and stopped him!

"What!" Dugu Bo was shocked.

Another Title Douluo!
The group of Dugu Yan and her companions, who had just breathed a sigh of relief in the carriage, tensed up again.

Ning Fengzhi was also shocked.

The seven major families were actually able to mobilize two Title Douluos! And they were truly willing to make such a fuss for this matter!
No! This attack was not solely due to Xuanming!
(End of this chapter)