Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 472 Huo Zhanji: "Ten thousand magnetic fields are spinning! Clown, what are you doing?"

Returning to the competition stage, after Huo Zhanji stepped onto the stage, Xingluo National Academy also sent out its own contestants.

After both sides stood still, Zheng Zhan looked suspiciously at the contestant who looked a lot like Lingbing Douluo. This guy's mental strength was unusually strong.

"Please state your names!"

The first contestant from Xingluo National Academy spoke up: "Huang Dulang, a power-attack type Soul Master, please enlighten me."

Huo Zhanji said, "Huo Zhanji, a control-type battle spirit master, please enlighten me!"

Huang Dulang's brow twitched, and he said, "Are you kidding me? Control type? Do you even look like a control type?"

"Never mind, I thought it would be your Galaxy Baseball Man. She and I are old rivals."

Xing, standing below the stage, looked completely bewildered. She glanced at March 7, who was also looking dazed, and spread her hands innocently, saying, "I don't know him."

"Who is he?"

Huang Dulang continued, "Back then, my family sent me to the Starlight Auction House to train as an auctioneer. Before she came, I was the most talented auctioneer at the Starlight Auction House!"

"I will never be inferior to anyone in my life! Whatever I do, I vow to do my best, to climb to the peak like my martial spirit!"

"After she came, I finally understood what it meant to be outmatched! My prized talent was shattered by her! At fifteen, I stood there like a nobody!"

I was unwilling to accept defeat. To beat her, I learned skits, practiced crosstalk, and even wore a clown nose, but my performance always lagged behind hers!

"The princess's gaze was always on her. Everyone believed that she was the future top auctioneer and would become the next head of the Starlight Auction House."

"But sometimes the victory of a game of chess is not in the game itself, but outside of it. I made that phone call to Ms. Himeko secretly back then."

"I told Ms. Himeko that she was causing trouble all over Xingluo City!"

He rode an old lady across the street, forced her to wear a bikini in winter to sell her skincare cream, fought with a passing dog for a trash can, and even smashed a hole in the Starlight Auction House!

"It worked very well; she left the next day."

"The struggle for the crown prince position has always been like this; any means are worthwhile in order to climb to the top."

Just like my name suggests, the strong are always alone!

Before Huo Zhanji could react, Xing was already furious. If San Yueqi hadn't been holding her, she would have rushed up and given that bastard a taste of his own medicine.

"You despicable scoundrel! It was you all along! This is all slander! I have always respected the elderly and cared for the young!"

"I had already planned how to develop Starlight Auction House after becoming a top auctioneer and taking charge!"

"Damn it!"

"Zhan Ji, help me beat him up! I'll treat you to a big meal at Four Corners later."

March 7th said sheepishly, "It's not entirely a slander; at least the second half is true."

Xu Jiujiu's face also darkened. Had the auctioneer she had the best opinion of actually been dealt with by him? He even called the parents. She had underestimated him.

Huo Zhanji turned around, nodded to Xing, and gave her a thumbs up, saying, "It's wrapped up."

Zheng Zhan glanced at the time; the pre-match trash talk session was over. He immediately announced, "The match begins!"

Huang Dulang on the field immediately activated his martial spirit, with a large amount of dark purple hair emerging from his body, his muscles bulging, and his hands turning into sharp claws, the sharp claws gleaming with a black halo.

Six spirit rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, circled around his body.

His martial soul is the Dark Wolf, a top-tier beast martial soul with dark attributes. Huang Heyun, the champion of the previous competition, is his cousin.

His second spirit ring shone, and countless shadows wandered around the edge of the arena before transforming into tentacles that quickly grabbed at the shadow beneath Huo Zhanji's feet.

This is Shadow Touch, a control-type soul skill, and it's quite excellent as a second soul skill.

Huo Zhanji shuddered slightly, feeling a strong binding force. He opened his mental energy to estimate the limit of this soul skill's endurance.

"Approximately Soul King level, but the purity is too low."

He simply remained motionless. A true strongman fears no attack; if he were to retreat even a step today, he would consider himself to have lost.

Seeing that the restraints were effective, a sharp and mournful wolf howl spread throughout the arena, causing ripples in the air. This was the first soul skill, Wolf's Mourning, a mind control soul skill that could distract the opponent.

Huo Zhanji felt as if someone had scratched him, playing a mental attack on Lingmou, which was like stabbing Susanoo with a kunai.

Huang Dulang didn't notice this and continued to stack buffs. Which Soul Master these days doesn't have a self-amplification skill? The only Soul Master that can't amplify itself is the Prison Soul.

As the third and fourth spirit rings shone, Huang Dulang's aura rose steadily, and a dense darkness appeared behind him.

The fifth spirit ring shone, and the light in the arena dimmed. The light was visibly swallowed by the darkness, but it did not disappear; rather, it merged with the light.

Light and darkness intertwined on his body, converging at his arms and transforming into two lances, one black and one white.

Standing in the audience next to Titan, Poison Undying said with interest, "Quite bold. This martial spirit is good, and the soul rings are well chosen. The next generation of the Huang family marquis has a worthy successor."

Titan shook his head and said, "Not bad in terms of strength, but the opponent is too terrifying."

"He lost. That young man named Huo Zhanji kept his mental energy locked onto him, like a lion toying with a cat."

Du Busi nodded. He could see it too, but he didn't know what kind of martial soul this Huo Zhanji had. His mental and physical strength were so strong. Could it be a physical martial soul?

Off the field, Huang Dulang roared and charged toward Huo Zhan. Black and white intertwined to form an energy cone, piercing the air and producing a sharp screech.

The metallic ground was dyed half black and half white, and a long line automatically cracked in front of the cone.

Countless metal fragments slammed into the barrier, even hitting Zheng Zhan on the head. He smoothed his hair with a dark expression, thinking that being a referee was a really unlucky job.

I might as well go and join Xilu City from now on. This Sun Moon Empire is full of trivial matters. I have to attend banquets every day and talk to a bunch of meaningless celebrities. It's exhausting and time-consuming.

Soul Masters should focus on Soul Tool research, why get involved in political struggles? If the Sun Moon Empire gets into chaos again, he'll be in trouble.

Watching the attacks on the field, Zheng Zhan remained motionless. He could tell that Huo Zhanji was just toying with his opponent, and his mental strength was obvious.

The sharp cone, carrying a tearing force, rushed towards Huo Zhanji, his clothes fluttering. He stretched out a hand, expressionless.

Huang Dulang was furious! Did this guy think he could catch his ultimate move with one hand? This was simply outrageous!

The spike accelerated again over a short distance, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with Huo Zhanji's palm.

Amid Huang Dulang's shocked expression, Huo Zhanji firmly held onto the sharp cone, an invisible force preventing him from advancing an inch.

The entire competition platform emitted a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if some force was squeezing it flat.

"Clown, are you done stirring things up?"

"Ten thousand magnetic fields rotate! Three-finger Heart-Shattering Sword!"

A surge of power coursed through his arm as Huo Zhanji crushed the sharp cone, sending countless energy fragments flying through the air.

If anyone could see the cells inside Huo Zhanji's body at this moment, they would be shocked to discover that all his cells were frantically and rapidly rubbing against each other under the command of his spiritual power, and his soul power was rapidly exchanging and transforming with another force between the cells.

With his other hand, he brought three fingers together to form a sword and suddenly stabbed it towards Huang Dulang's abdomen. This powerful strike was enough to pierce through a ten-thousand-year-old diamond mammoth.

Just as he was about to reach her abdomen, Huo Zhanji stopped moving.

The terrifying force compressed the air, striking Huang Dulang's body like a giant hammer.

His mind went blank, his eyes rolled back, and he slid across the ground at an incredible speed, sending metal fragments tumbling down and blasting a two-meter-wide trench into the arena.

Even so, the force was not completely dissipated, and the body only came to a complete stop after hitting the soul guide barrier.

Zheng Zhan ran over, tore off Huang Dulang, checked his injuries, and said, "All his ribs are broken, but his organs are fine. They held back."

"It's a minor injury. Go and have His Majesty the Immortal Physician treat it. You'll be back to your old self in a day."

The medical team immediately carried Huang Dulang away. The members of Xingluo National Academy were numb, while the members of Xilu City Research Academy were more and more violent.

Next up is their fight against that big muscleman on the field; they're probably in for a beating today.

What exactly is that thing? Does being a control-type battle spirit master mean using strong muscles to pin your opponent to the ground and prevent them from moving?

To be honest, I don't know what the competition committee is insisting on. They might as well just hold a final and let Shrek Academy and Xilu City Research Academy fight it out, and then announce the champion and runner-up.

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