Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 132 I want to see your full strength

"Let's go."

As Dai Yuntian's calm voice fell, the three exchanged glances and stepped onto the Soul Battle Platform with composed steps.

Unlike the opposing Huang Chutian team, who were on high alert and formed a standard triangular defensive formation.

Dai Yuntian, Zhu Lu, and Cui Yajie stood relatively loosely.

This has always been a major taboo in spirit battles.

However, Huang Chutian, as his opponent, dared not be careless in the slightest.

Even before the match, he had heard all sorts of rumors about Dai Yuntian and knew all too well the terrifying power hidden within this seemingly casual opponent.

"Game start!"

The match began instantly at the referee's signal.

"Susu, Luoluo, you two, hold the line!"

Huang Chutian dared not delay and immediately roared out, while simultaneously activating his soul power.

His already massive body swelled up as if inflated, and his black hair grew wildly.

A ferocious black ape phantom appeared behind him, its arms bulging with muscles and veins, exuding explosive power.

However, the moment he finished speaking...

"Netherworld Escape! Netherworld Instantaneous Kill!"

Activate the amplification first, then activate the ultimate move!

In an instant, Zhu Lu's figure appeared out of nowhere behind Lan Luoluo.

She moved so fast that most of the audience couldn't even see her movement!
The sharp claws of the Netherworld Cat gleamed with a cold light as it precisely and gently gripped Lan Luoluo's fair and delicate neck.

There was no bleeding, no screams, just a slight exertion and Lan Luoluo's body went limp, her vision went black, and she instantly lost consciousness. The referee quickly caught her and took her away from the arena.

One hit kill!

"this?!"

Huang Chutian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his mind went blank.

He had anticipated many possible scenarios, but he never expected the other party to be so extreme and unreasonable!
At the start, have an agility-based Soul Master activate their amplification Soul Skill, then use their strongest single-target assassination Soul Skill to instantly kill the opponent.

This kind of fighting style is simply unheard of!

Or rather, no one has ever tried this style of play.

"Lulu, well done!"

Cui Yajie smiled and praised, a competitive glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.

As fellow high achievers, seeing her teammate take the lead first ignited her competitive spirit.

"However, I can't fall behind!"

"Charm!"

Before she finished speaking, a sudden, alluring pink light flashed in her already charming fox-like eyes.

As the top-tier fox-type martial soul, the Nine-Tailed Fox's innate charm soul skill is incredibly powerful, far surpassing ordinary mental interference!
At the same time, Lan Susu, who was in a state of panic because her sister was instantly killed, was caught off guard by this pink light.

She felt a buzzing in her head, as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer. Her consciousness blurred instantly, and she collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.

He was also taken off by the referee.

The situation instantly changed from a three-on-three standoff to a three-on-one encirclement.

The situation reversed so quickly that the audience erupted in uproar, everyone was stunned.

"I...I didn't see wrong, did I? There are already two gone?"

"What kind of fighting style is this?! It's completely unreasonable!"

"Thirty seconds... My God, that ended way too fast!"

“Look, Dai Yuntian hasn’t even moved yet…”

"That's too fast! I haven't even opened the sunflower seed packaging yet!"

Cui Yajie looked at Huang Chutian, who was standing alone in the center of the field with a pale face, and teased him with a grin: "Hey, big guy, your teammates have all left the field, aren't you going to admit defeat? Do you want to take on three of us at once?"

Huang Chutian gritted his teeth so hard that his gums almost bled. He knew that he couldn't win the game today no matter what.

But he was so unwilling to accept it...

They had meticulously prepared for so many days. But less than a minute into the game, they were completely overwhelmed by this unexpected tactic, and two teammates were instantly killed.

This immense sense of loss was more painful than killing him.

Huang Chutian, who had loosened his fist, suddenly clenched it and looked at Dai Yuntian with his eyes filled with fighting spirit: "Dai Yuntian, I know I will lose, but I want to see your full strength, is that alright?"

He understood, regardless of victory or defeat.

I want to witness firsthand the full power of this terrifying man!

So that I won't have any regrets.

Dai Yuntian's gaze darkened: "Are you sure?"

"Of course!"

Huang Chutian practically roared, veins bulging on his forehead: "I know that ordinary soul masters like me, without top-tier martial souls or heaven-defying opportunities, are destined to be no match for peerless geniuses like you."

"But I refuse to accept this. I want to prove that even a fleeting moment of brilliance, or the sweat of hard work, can still bring me close to the hem of your genius robes!"

His words resonated deeply.

This tragic and resolute determination gradually quieted down the noisy stands.

Many students from ordinary backgrounds showed complicated expressions in their eyes.

Dai Yuntian was silent for a moment, then slowly took a step forward: "Then, as you wish, but are you prepared... to face 'death'?"

The moment the word "death" was uttered, the temperature in the entire arena seemed to drop several degrees.

"Come on, Dai Yuntian, let me see what true despair is."

Huang Chutian roared and activated his amplification soul skill at full power. His already imposing body swelled up again, and his aura soared.

He charged towards Dai Yuntian fearlessly.

"Okay, then I'll grant your wish."

Dai Yuntian took a deep breath, said no more, raised his right hand, and a faint mist filled the surroundings, obscuring his figure.

For the first time, the deep, breathtakingly bright crimson fourth spirit ring around her body shone with the light that belonged to the Snow Empress!
This was also the first time he had used this soul skill.

Fourth Soul Skill - Frostbite Break!

A crimson light flashed through the mist.

"call--"

A terrifyingly cold wind swept through the entire arena in an instant, accompanied by countless fine ice blades.

On the high platform, Dean Yan Shaozhe, who had been calmly observing the battle, suddenly changed his expression. His pupils contracted to pinpoints, and he abruptly stood up from his seat, his eyes wide with fury: "Nonsense! Stop it!"

He could no longer care about being a dean; his terrifying soul power, at the level of a titled Douluo, erupted, and he leaped into the air.

"Click——!!!"

The ear-piercing sound of ice crystals shattering and the explosion of soul power colliding rang out almost simultaneously.

A violent surge of soul power, mixed with extreme cold, swept across the entire area like a hurricane!
"Hey, it's so cold!"

"Yes, why did it suddenly get so cold?"

"Look everyone! That's a phoenix on the field!"

"It was the dean who made the move!"

The audience in the stands were stunned by this sudden turn of events, and they all shivered as they looked into the arena in fear.

The terrifyingly low temperature made them feel as if their blood was about to freeze, even through the protective shield and at a distance.

After a while, the white mist slowly dissipated under the impact of the radiant phoenix.

When everyone saw the scene inside, they all gasped in shock and turned pale with horror!

In the center of the arena, Yan Shaozhe was clutching his right arm, panting heavily: "Huff... huff..."

On his right arm, there was a deep, shocking wound that exposed the bone.

No blood flowed from the wound because the entire arm was covered and frozen by a layer of crystal-clear, chilling ice.

Beneath the ice, the muscle tissue continues to be eroded and destroyed by that extreme cold!
On the other side, Huang Chutian remained in his forward-rushing posture, frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture, his expression still frozen in shock.

But he was barely breathing, clearly having been forcibly saved by Yan Shaozhe at the last moment.

(End of this chapter)