Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

But food-type Soul Masters are different. Even if the other party has a Soul Tool, she is confident that she can hold her own.

After all, food-type Soul Masters are notorious for their weaknesses in combat.

"I choose him."

Xu Lizhi scratched his round head, smiled sheepishly, and then walked onto the competition stage.

He stood opposite Fengling, his smile still as honest as ever, looking like a harmless boy next door.

"Although I am a food-type Soul Master, I am not completely without combat power."

Feng Ling ignored Xu Lizhi and quickly released her nine spirit rings after the match started: three purple, five black, and one red.

Nine spirit rings spun slowly at her feet, emitting a cold, eerie light.

She took a deep breath and then let out a sharp, low shout.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

With that low shout, her body suddenly swelled and deformed, and a thick layer of purplish-black light surged out from within her, enveloping her entire body.

After the light faded, a huge, purplish-black evil phoenix appeared on the arena.

The evil phoenix was covered in purplish-black feathers, its eyes were blood-red, and its wingspan was more than ten meters wide. A monstrous evil aura emanated from its body, sweeping across the entire arena.

The sheer intensity and chilling aura of that evil sent shivers down the spines of ordinary people watching through the light screen.

Feng Ling tightened her claws and flapped her wings, then pounced towards Xu Lizhi's location.

Xu Lizhi raised his chubby hand, and a crystal-clear bun appeared in his palm.

The bun had a crystal-like texture, with seven colors shimmering on its surface, making it look quite beautiful.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Mirror Crystal Bag." (This is not the same Soul Skill configuration as in the original work.)

He casually tossed the crystal bag into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

Then, the next moment, a thick layer of purplish-black light surged out from Xu Lizhi's body, and his figure also began to swell and deform, transforming into a huge purplish-black evil phoenix.

Two evil phoenixes.

Exactly the same size, the same color, and the same overwhelming evil aura.

Feng Ling's sharp claws had already reached Xu Lizhi's face, and the evil phoenix that Xu Lizhi had transformed into also raised its claws to meet Feng Ling's attack.

"Boom—!"

With a muffled thud, two enormous forces collided, and the shockwave spread out from where the claws met, creating a violent gust of air.

Xu Lizhi remained completely still, and Feng Ling's sharp claws were forcefully pushed back.

Her bloodshot eyes narrowed abruptly, and her entire body stiffened.

How is that possible?

How could a food-type Soul Master possibly release her Martial Soul True Form?

Moreover, the aura, the intensity, and the form were exactly the same as her Evil Phoenix Martial Soul True Identity!

An unbelievable shock surged within Feng Ling's heart.

Oscar, in the realm of the gods, was equally stunned by what he saw.

He stared wide-eyed at the purplish-black evil phoenix in the light screen, then looked at Xu Lizhi's honest, chubby face, and a feeling of utter familiarity welled up in his heart.

Isn't this his replica of a mirror image?

But wait, Oscar's brows furrowed suddenly.

His Mirror Image technique requires the blood of a Soul Master to be effective; he must obtain the other party's blood beforehand to replicate their Soul Skill.

But Xu Lizhi was clearly meeting Feng Ling for the first time, and the two had never met before. How could he have done that?

That soul skill is even more powerful than his own replica mirror intestine?

Chapter 420 Life and death are preordained; it's just that you chose the wrong path.

In the realm of the gods, Oscar looked at Xu Lizhi's chubby figure on the light screen, his heart filled with countless emotions.

Back then, he changed the entire Shrek Seven Devils' fighting style by using the replica mirror sausage.

His soul skill can fill any gap in the team's combat position at any time, providing explosive power at critical moments and turning the tide of battle.

The Mirror Intestine played a crucial role in the trials on Seagod Island, the final battle against the Spirit Hall, and countless life-or-death moments.

Oscar's gaze returned to the light screen, and he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

Xu Lizhi is so young, yet he is already a six-ring Soul Emperor. You should know that when he received the inheritance of the God of Food, he only became a Title Douluo before the age of forty.

With Xu Lizhi's potential, he can definitely go much further in the future.

However, another thought arose in Oscar's mind. He had no intention of passing on the position of God of Food yet, after all, he had only recently become a god.

In the context of the Douluo Continent's time flow, that is indeed a long time, after all, more than 10,000 years have passed. However, in the God Realm, where the time flow is different, it is only 10,000 days.

Furthermore, Lin Feng also has the idea of ​​creating his own God Realm, but it's unknown whether he can succeed.

If it really succeeds, who knows, a second God of Cookery might appear in the world.

Oscar's thoughts drifted for a moment before returning to the competition stage.

The battle continued, and Feng Ling knew that if she didn't use her true skills, she would have no way to defeat the chubby food-type soul master in front of her.

A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes, and her soul power surged violently. The wings of the evil phoenix on her back suddenly spread open, and an even more intense purplish-black evil aura burst forth from her body. The evil aura soared into the sky and condensed into a huge purple sun in mid-air.

"Ninth Soul Skill, The Sun of the Evil Phoenix!"

Feng Ling's voice was hoarse and violent. As soon as she finished speaking, the purple sun suddenly burst out with dazzling purple light, and beams of purplish-black light shot out from the sun, rushing towards Xu Lizhi's location.

Those beams of light contained intense evil energy and mental attacks. Once hit, not only would the physical body be eroded, but the soul would also be turned upside down.

Feng Ling's attack can be described as her all-out effort.

When Xu Lizhi saw the purple sun, his expression didn't change much; his chubby, round face still wore a憨憨 (simple and honest) smile.

He calmly raised his hand, and in his palm appeared another steaming hot bun, radiating a strong aura of blood and qi.

"Third Soul Skill, Bloodthirsty Red Bean Bun."

He opened his mouth, took a bite, and swallowed it down.

A visible red light surged from his body, his blood and qi suddenly surged, his muscles bulged slightly, and even his eyes became exceptionally bright.

Then he conjured up a small, crystal-clear bun, which was only the size of a thumb but emitted a strange ripple.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Clone Whisper!"

After swallowing it, two figures identical to him materialized from his side, each carrying seventy percent of his strength and possessing equally formidable aura.

Two clones stood guard on either side of Xu Lizhi, forming a triangular formation.

And this is not over yet.

Xu Lizhi clasped his hands together in front of him for a moment, and then a simple silver-white light emerged from his body and adhered to his body.

Fighting Armor Possession!

The armor set was quite simple in design, without much carving or decoration, except for a few round bun patterns printed on the breastplate and shoulder armor.

Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath Xu Lizhi's feet suddenly lit up with a burst of light.

The light spread out from the soles of his feet, rapidly expanding into a circular domain. Within this domain flowed a destructive aura, as if the entire space was trembling slightly.

"The realm of steamed buns."

In the realm of gods, when the God of Destruction saw that domain expanding, his brow twitched slightly.

What surges within that realm... is the power of destruction?

He couldn't help but glance at Xu Lizhi a few more times, a thoughtful look flashing across his eyes.

On the competition stage, Xu Lizhi raised his hand again, and a large meat bun appeared in his palm.

A strong aura of destruction emanated from the meat bun.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Destroy the Giant Meat Bun."

After saying this, Xu Lizhi suddenly threw the large meat bun towards Feng Ling.

The massive, destructive meatball arced through the air, carrying immense destructive power as it hurtled towards the purple sun.

Feng Ling's pupils suddenly contracted; she sensed a terrifying aura emanating from that large meat bun.

But she had nowhere to retreat, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and control the purple sun to meet it head-on.

"Boom—!"

A deafening roar.

The purple evil light collided with the dark purple destructive power, bursting out with dazzling light.

But the light lasted for less than three breaths.

Feng Ling's ninth soul skill, Evil Phoenix's Day, was actually smashed to pieces by that destructive meat bun.

The purple sun exploded, turning into countless fragments of light that dissipated into the air.

Feng Ling's body jolted violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed from her mouth. The evil phoenix she had transformed into staggered back several steps, and the purplish-black feathers on her body dimmed slightly.

Meanwhile, Xu Lizhi and his two clones moved simultaneously.

Three figures surrounded Feng Ling from three directions. The enhancement effect brought by the Bloodthirsty Red Bean Bun greatly increased his speed and strength. Although his two clones only had 70% of their strength, they still exerted an astonishing sense of pressure when they attacked together with the main body.

Feng Ling gritted her teeth and forcibly activated the evil phoenix power within her body to meet the attack.

However, after several exchanges, she was completely suppressed and could not beat the guy in front of her at all. Is this guy really a support-type Soul Master?

Feng Ling's body trembled violently, blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth, and she swayed as if about to fall, but could not get up again.

She lost this battle.

Just as the results were announced, Harosa reappeared, his sword fell, and his head fell.

Feng Ling's body crashed to the ground, turning into a headless corpse lying on the competition stage.

Inside the Holy Spirit Church's main hall, Zhong Liwu froze upon witnessing this scene, his heart heavy with sorrow.

Fengling died, and so did his wife.

Zhong Liwu's eyes were fixed on the headless corpse in the light screen.

Beneath the ancient golden tree, Yan Shaozhe also witnessed this scene, and a complex mix of emotions welled up within him.

That was someone he had loved, even if it was only for three months, even if so many years had passed, it was still an indelible memory.

Yan Shaozhe slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again after a moment, letting out a soft sigh.

"If I had known this would happen... I shouldn't have gone down this path."

At the edge of the golden ancient tree, Tang Ya stood in the center of the crowd, her eyes red.

The moment Lin Feng announced the death of all evil soul masters below the Super Douluo level, she saw the Iron Blood Sect members in the light screen.

Those enemies who stole her business and wiped out her entire family turned into clouds of blood mist at that moment.

As Tang Ya watched those familiar faces dissipate into the air, tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

She cried for a long time, her shoulders trembling violently.

Although those enemies were not evil spirit masters, what they did was almost the same as evil spirit masters.

They seized others' foundations and destroyed their sects; the sins they committed were no less serious than those of the evil spirit masters.

Now that they are dead, although not all the members of the Iron Blood Sect are dead, only those who acted that night are dead, it is enough for Tang Ya.

She bit her lower lip, tears blurring her vision.

Beibei, standing beside her, gently patted Tang Ya's shoulder. Tang Ya had avenged herself, though not the revenge she had hoped for, but seeing this scene was enough for her.

Not only the Iron Blood Sect, but also many other villains in various corners of the Douluo Continent have died at this moment.

Those who usually bully others and have the blood of innocent people on their hands, those parasites lurking in the shadows, have also turned into blood mist.

Although those people were not evil spirit masters, their sins were no less serious than those of evil spirit masters.

Before the light screen, countless ordinary people watched as those figures fell one after another, and couldn't help but clap and cheer.