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

Chapter 498 Wang Dong: "It's all Tang San's doing! Luckily, my surname isn't Tang!"

After assessing the strength comparison, Wang Zhen had to admit that Wang Dong was stronger.

He briefly assessed his internal condition. His soul power surged through his meridians, and a sharp pain shot through him. Excellent, he couldn't detonate the ring now. If he did, unless the Butterfly Goddess intervened, he would be crippled without a doubt.

Moreover, once the ring explodes, the nature of this battle changes.

The Second Sect Master must not kill him. The exploding ring means he is fighting to the death, which means he wants to fight to the death with the Young Sect Master. It is simply a reversal of the Heavenly Stems and an act of the inferior overthrowing the superior.

While struggling with his dilemma, a bitter smile appeared on his face. He had to admit that his luck was indeed not very good. He encountered the Body Sect in the round-robin tournament, which made the sect lose face. In the quarterfinals, he encountered his own young sect master, which directly determined the outcome.

He always guarantees a minimum reward when playing games. If it weren't for the high level of confidentiality in the Magic Network, making it impossible to find the game development team, he would be carrying the Haotian Hammer around, offering comfort and warmth.

I should have let Wang Ya go into the lottery; maybe she'd have better luck than me and could have won the Heavenly Dragon Gate.

Tianlongmen is widely recognized as the weakest of the four groups on the Magic Network, with average strength and relying entirely on luck.

As he pondered, his sixth spirit ring glowed with a deep black light, and the Clear Sky Hammer began to grow rapidly, with flames and lightning merging into it.

The Haotian Hammer turned purple-gold, and its originally violent soul power quickly subsided, but its domineering aura began to sweep across the entire arena.

"Sixth Soul Skill! Overlord!"

An invisible aura pressed down on Wang Dong's mental sea. One of the effects of this soul skill is to attack the opponent's spirit. If the mental strength is slightly insufficient, the opponent will lose the ability to fight on the spot and will also leave a shadow in the mental sea.

In a sense, it can be considered a weaker version of "Reign of Kings".

With an aura of unparalleled arrogance, Wang Zhen's figure began to move rapidly across the field, a black halo rippling on the hammerhead.

In a short time, nine different ways of exerting force—emptiness, sealing, penetration, piercing, entangling, shock, breaking, braking, and collapse—can all be observed in him.

The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian seem to be merging into one. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, Wang Zhen may be able to achieve the unification of the nine characters and create the most suitable way to exert his power.

Wang Dong stood tall in the center of the field, the sun directly overhead, its rays piercing the blue sky and scattering around her, adding to her divine and sensual aura.

For some reason, Wang Zhen felt as if an invisible gaze was fixed on him. It wasn't a mental force, and the unknown made him feel a little nervous.

He circled the arena for a long time, his power accumulating to its peak. The Haotian Hammer began to vibrate faintly. He wanted to make a move, but for some reason, his mental energy would issue an alarm as soon as he had this thought.

"We can't delay any longer!"

The meridians, which had not yet recovered, emitted a faint cracking sound under the impact of the violent soul power. This sound spread throughout the body and was precisely detected by the mental power.

He estimated that his meridians could only hold out for another ten minutes. After ten minutes, without Wang Dong's intervention, he would turn into fireworks.

Wang Zhen needed to find an outlet for his soul power, so he disconnected the mental energy alarm function. Just like the quickest way to fix a computer virus is to uninstall the antivirus software, if you can't see the virus, then there is no virus!

With a sudden burst of power from his legs, his ghostly figure stopped behind Wang Dong. To prevent the unpredictable super dodge, the Haotian Hammer shone brightly with black light, and in conjunction with his fifth soul skill, Gravity Space, it compressed a huge area of ​​space.

After his figure came to a stop, almost without any pause, he made a right-angle turn, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand transformed into a deep black shadow, piercing through layers of sunlight beams.

Where the giant hammer swept, the light was severely distorted.

Wang Dong had already noticed Wang Zhen's movements. During the duration of her fourth soul skill, all the light was her eyes, similar to the Southern Qiang flute of the soul master named Xi Man in the Star Luo National Academy. In essence, they were both a kind of elemental detection ability.

At this moment, Wang Dong's buffs were almost complete. In terms of all attributes, she was already a level above Wang Zhen. Her biggest characteristic now was that as long as she had enough soul power, the longer she stayed on the field, the stronger she became. Therefore, she preferred prolonged battles.

If Feng Jin is next to her, the bonus is even greater, because Feng Jin's Eye of Dawn and Dusk soul skill can interfere with day and night, maintaining maximum light.

"Finally made your move! What exactly are you waiting for? I'm waiting for an amplification, and what are you waiting for?"

Wang Dong flipped his wrist and slammed the head of the Clear Sky Hammer heavily onto the ground. The first of the seven spirit rings surrounding his body, the bright white spirit ring belonging to the Clear Sky Hammer, shone brightly, and the entire metal ground quickly became scorching hot, with some parts even melting.

"First Soul Skill! End the Earth."

The desolate land, crisscrossed with ravines, spread out from beneath its feet, quickly enveloping the entire arena. The sunlight was dazzlingly white for a moment, and the audience in the stands and VIP seats thought they had arrived in the far western wilderness of the Star Luo Empire.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zheng Zhan couldn't help but murmur, "A domain? Can a Soul King possess a domain? Is this truly the legendary Divine Trial?"

Even now, domain-type soul skills are still extremely rare, and they generally only appear in the eighth or ninth soul ring, or are born with a domain in a martial soul.

This is the first time a domain-based soul skill has appeared in this tournament so far. However, it is known that the Tiger Staff of the Body Sect also has a domain, since the opponent showed it in the last tournament.

Within the field, waves of scorching heat relentlessly lashed Wang Zhen's face, feeling as if countless red-hot iron knives were scraping against his entire body.

The Haotian Hammer in his hand was burning red, and his palm, which was gripping the handle, was scorched and bleeding, with a faint aroma of roasted meat still wafting from it.

The heatwave seeped into his body through every pore, making his blood boil, his skin turn red, and every breath felt like soaking in a lava pool deep within a volcano.

The unrestrained soul power surging in the meridians becomes restless and sluggish, the heart begins to be overburdened, and the various functions of the internal organs fall into a trough under the body's instinctive regulation, further affecting the smoothness of the soul power flow.

Wang Zhen's target was in the opposite state; Wang Dong felt the environment here was incredibly comfortable.

The surging sunlight transformed into her power, the hot wind became the sharp sword in her hand, and the domain beneath her feet responded to her thoughts, suppressing the flow of her opponent's mental and spiritual power.

She got the two spirit rings for the Clear Sky Hammer right after she woke up; one-click installation, a must-have for lazy people.

Her father and mother sent her a message through divine thought, saying that every time she breaks through ten levels, her father will give her two divinely bestowed soul rings, not as a test but as a gift, so that she can practice hard.

When Wang Zhen rushed to Wang Dong's side, he was already burned beyond recognition, and his head was bald.

The previously accumulated aura of dominance was completely lost, and it was only thanks to the support of the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian that the power was not dissipated.

Upon seeing this, Wang Dong's first and second spirit rings shone brightly, and the butterfly wings emitted a blinding white light. If Wang Zhen were to describe it, it would be like playing Operation Quadrangle, where someone has installed super-high lumen strobe lights on their weapons.

The white light spread upwards and transformed into two thirty-meter-long greatswords. Holy fire danced on the greatswords, and the hot air suddenly became viscous, binding his limbs like tentacles.

The two greatswords merged into one, growing even larger, and then slashed down at Wang Zhen with tremendous force, the air itself being consumed by the extremely high-temperature flames.

Wang Zhen subconsciously raised the Clear Sky Hammer above his head. He couldn't see anything at all; all he could see was white light. If it weren't for the tactile sensation, he wouldn't even be able to feel the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

Clang!

With a crisp collision sound, Zheng Zhan suddenly appeared in the arena and used his defensive soul tool to protect Wang Zhen.

Seeing this, Wang Dong dispersed her domain and the greatsword that had materialized on the butterfly wings, and casually added another layer of Butterfly Dance using the impact. In fact, she had never intended to strike this blow; she just wanted to stop short of it.

Zheng Zhan: "Young man, you don't need to stack up your soul skills anymore. You've won this round."

Wang Dong scratched his head sheepishly. Even after his martial soul was deactivated, the two types of soul power within his body continued to collide and circulate, maintaining the superimposed power of the Chaotic Cloak.

Butterfly Dance is quite unique; even after the martial soul is released from its possession, it can still maintain its form for half an hour due to inertia.

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

"Isn't there another round? I'll prepare in advance."

After Wang Dong acquired the Butterfly Dance Soul Skill, Na Ke Xia, in order to train her reaction ability, arranged for soul tools to ambush her at all times, not even letting her sleep time go by.

Suffering a little now will greatly improve his ability to survive in the future. Wang Dong has now turned the butterfly dance into an instinctive reaction.

In the Haotian Sect area below the stage, Titan raised his hand and shouted, "Haotian Sect concedes defeat in the remaining matches and voluntarily withdraws from the team competition."

Upon hearing their second sect leader's words, all the Haotian Sect teammates breathed a sigh of relief; no one wanted to get involved with their young sect leader.

Zheng Zhan glanced at Titan, and after confirming that the other party was serious, he shouted towards the podium: "The Haotian Sect team concedes defeat, Shrek Academy wins and advances to the semifinals!"

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted from the stadium, with countless spectators chanting the winner's name.

Shrek!!!

Shrek!!!

"Wang Dong!!"

"Wang Dong!!"

Hearing so many cheers, Wang Dong was also quite excited.

Although her performance didn't live up to the reputation of being Shrek's strongest trump card, at least she didn't drag the main team down, and her performance was worthy of the name of a main player!

Looking back, Bai E looked at her with a smile, Xiao Xiao had the expression of a child who had grown up, Jiang Nannan gave her a gentle smile, and even the usually serious Teacher Xia nodded slightly.

Feng Jin waved to her energetically, and looking towards the competition stage, she could still see Huo Qiqiang's encouraging gaze.

In Douluo Continent, she has so many companions, as well as her great-father, great-uncle, and two mentors who care about her.

There's such a wonderful magic network, with different kinds of laughter every day. She must have been out of her mind to go to the God Realm. It's so boring there. Even if she dies, she wants to die on the Douluo Continent.

Is there anyone who can tell her who's been secretly logging into her magic website every day?

Could you please delete her search history? Also, please don't use her account to play games; she's incredibly bad at it!

Operation Quadrangle almost cost her her suitcase, and she even had to beg people online for knife skins, becoming a cyber beggar—it's so shameful!

It's not like she's short of money. In terms of family background, she's a genuine second-generation rich kid. She lacks everything, but the one thing she has in abundance is money.

I heard Bai E had a similar situation. Is there something wrong with the magic network? Could it be Tang San's doing?

That's it! There's no one else but him, those inherently evil members of the Tang family! Thank goodness she doesn't have the surname Tang!

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