Douluo Continent II: The Dragon King Suppresses the World!

Both of them walked towards the center of the arena and quickly stood in front of Zheng Zhan, the Unbreakable Douluo.

Zheng Zhan glanced at both sides and said in a deep voice, "Both sides, state your names."

"Shrek, Ye Qi'an."

"Holy Spirit Sect, auspicious."

The soul-guided shield around the arena has slowly risen, which means that the match has begun.

"Both sides retreat."

Ye Qi'an glanced at the other party indifferently. Jili had a pair of sinister eyes. His pupils were an eerie dark green and seemed to be constantly changing, like a venomous snake staring at its prey.

Recalling what the Holy Spirit Cult had done in the Star Dou Great Forest, Ye Qi'an's fighting spirit had reached its peak. He turned and strode away, quickly arriving at the edge of his own arena.

Geely also retreated to the edge of their own playing area, with the two sides facing each other from a distance.

Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan turned around and glanced at the direction of the rostrum, then looked at the sky before raising his right hand high.

"Match! Begin!" With a pause in Zheng's shout, the final semi-final match officially began.

Along with Zheng Zhan's voice, Ye Qi'an roared, and then his body suddenly swelled up a bit. Brilliant golden dragon scales burst out from his body and quickly spread all over his body. Even a pair of huge golden dragon wings grew from his back.

The audience was shocked. This was the first time Ye Qi'an had released his martial soul in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition. The Tianlong Sect also noticed his martial soul, especially the pressure emanating from his bloodline.

Golden Dragon? Yu Tianlong narrowed his eyes, but unfortunately, with the soul guide shield blocking his view, he couldn't sense what kind of aura Ye Qi'an was.

But Yu Tianlong had no time to think about that now, because the battle on the competition stage had officially begun.

A blue-gold, a black-gold, and six crimson-gold spirit rings rose from beneath Ye Qi'an's feet, dazzlingly bright. With each spirit ring that appeared, his aura intensified, and his pressure also increased. With his toes touching the ground, he walked step by step toward his opponent.

Geely was also charging forward, seemingly weightless, drifting lightly towards the center of the field.

Neither side was moving very fast, but within two breaths, they had already reached the center of the playing area.

Gilly suddenly stopped, his body curling up slightly before stretching out. A chilling, pale blue aura burst forth from his body, and then his short frame suddenly expanded, his black cloak bursting open to reveal an extremely eerie figure.

After expanding, Jili's first and third spirit rings shone brightly, his upper body was covered with a layer of blue-gray scales, and he became extremely muscular, while his lower limbs became shorter. At this moment, his muscles bulged, his head became triangular in shape, his lips protruded, revealing gleaming fangs.

Because of the deformation of his head, his original appearance is no longer recognizable. The scales covering his face look extremely ferocious, and his small eyes emit a chilling light.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward with his left foot, and it could be seen that his left foot suddenly grew larger, with three claws at the front, also covered with fine gray-blue scales. When he stomped his foot on the ground, it made a loud "boom", and a powerful shockwave rose up and crashed towards Ye Qi'an.

Ye Qi'an neither dodged nor avoided the air waves, letting them crash into him. The air waves struck Ye Qi'an as if they had hit an indestructible golden wall, and dissipated instantly.

Seeing Ye Qi'an unharmed, Jili seemed to be stunned for a moment. At this moment, Ye Qi'an moved, and the golden dragon claw fell down, and for a moment even the air seemed to be torn apart by it.

Jili didn't dodge at all. His two large hands, which also turned into claws, instantly rose up to meet the golden dragon claw. Not only that, a cold light flashed in his small eyes, and his protruding fangs stretched out. A purplish-black tongue, like an arrow, shot straight towards Ye Qi'an's brow.

"You think your strength is really enough to withstand my Golden Dragon Claw? Ridiculous." Ye Qi'an sneered disdainfully.

Just as Jili's tongue was about to strike Ye Qi'an's brow, Ye Qi'an's body shone with golden light, a layer of golden light instantly enveloping his entire body, blocking the purplish-black tongue. At the same time, the golden dragon claws collided fiercely with Jili's claws, producing a deafening roar.

The powerful impact caused the arena to tremble slightly. Jili was forced back by the force, and several obvious cracks appeared on his claws, from which blood seeped out. Ye Qian, on the other hand, stood firmly in place, his eyes filled with domineering and majestic aura.

"Your fate has been decided: to die!" Ye Qi'an said.

Jili was jolted back, a flicker of fear flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by madness. Ignoring the injuries on his claws, he lunged at Ye Qi'an again, roaring as if he wanted to take Ye Qi'an down with him.

Ye Qi'an snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Jili like a golden lightning bolt. He swung out the golden dragon claw again, this time with a howling wind and a faint dragon's roar.

Jili tried to dodge, but found that he couldn't avoid the fierce attack at all; Ye Qian'an's speed was simply too fast.

"Pfft!" The golden dragon claw pierced through Jili's chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Jili's eyes widened, the light in them gradually dimmed, and his body slowly collapsed. Ye Qian withdrew his dragon claw, shook off the bloodstains, and showed no pity in his eyes.

On the platform, the mysterious Grand Preceptor, who had been sitting silently next to Crown Prince Xu Tianran, suddenly raised his right hand and slammed it on the armrest of the chair beside him. No sound was made, but the armrest of the chair disappeared into thin air.

"What a formidable opponent."

For Xu Tianran, the fact that Ye Qi'an could shock and anger his national advisor so much shows that Ye Qi'an's strength is beyond what can be described by ordinary standards.

In the competition area, Ye Qi'an leaped up, took a few steps back, and calmly stood on the competition platform.

Zheng Zhan, the Unbreakable Douluo who was acting as the referee, was stunned. In just one exchange, the evil soul master Jili was dead. However, Ye Qi'an proved with his actions that the match was indeed over. The entire arena was silent.

This scene was truly shocking and unimaginable. However, the final outcome came so quickly; a Soul Emperor-level evil Soul Master had actually perished just like that.

"Shrek Academy vs. Holy Spirit Sect, the first match of the individual elimination round, Shrek Academy wins, Holy Spirit Sect team member, Jili, falls."

In the rest area, the woman in the black cloak who was sitting at the very back of the Holy Spirit Sect team stood up with a gloomy expression. She moved her lips toward the waiting area, seemingly saying something.

In the waiting area, Tang Ya, who was sitting in the first seat, turned around and looked in her direction, nodding slightly to her. On the Holy Spirit Sect's side, at Tang Ya's signal, a team member stood up and flashed onto the competition stage. This person was very tall, over two meters, and his movements were obviously a bit stiff and not fast. He walked step by step to the center of the competition stage.

"Both parties should state their names."

"Shrek, Ye Qi'an."

"Holy Spirit Sect, Wang Xiaolei."

"Both sides step back and prepare for the match."

Ye Qi'an slowly walked to the other side of the competition stage, while Wang Xiaolei of the Holy Spirit Sect walked stiffly to the other side of the competition stage.

The soul-guided shield rose again.

The Unbreakable Douluo stood in the center of the arena and took a deep look at Ye Qi'an, who had already walked to the edge of the arena and had a cold expression on his face.

"The match begins."

With a downward swing of his right hand, Ye Qi'an moved instantly. Retracting his martial spirit, he moved with great speed, reaching the halfway point in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, Wang Xiaolei of the Holy Spirit Sect stood still. As he raised his right arm, rings of spirit rings rose from his feet. As expected of a powerful sect of evil spirit masters, he also had six spirit rings, and they were six of the best ratio: two yellow, two purple, and two black.

Just then, a skeletal claw emerged from Wang Xiaolei's right sleeve and pointed at Ye Qi'an, who was rushing towards him. His first spirit ring also shone brightly.

Suddenly, a bunch of white, bony claws emerged from the hard steel floor. Two of them grabbed Ye Qi'an's feet as he lunged forward, while the others focused their attack on his legs.

A deep, groan-like sound emanated from Wang Xiaolei's large cloak. His protruding bone claws pulsed with five finger bones, and his second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth spirit rings began to flash in an eerie alternation. Each spirit ring would flash briefly before moving on to the next, the brightness of the light rising and falling like waves, making it impossible to discern what spirit skill Wang Xiaolei was about to use.

His feet were suddenly grabbed, and Ye Qi'an's forward momentum was immediately stopped.

"Golden Dragon - Shockwave!" Ye Qi'an roared, his soul power surging like a raging river bursting its banks.

In an instant, his body shone with golden light once more, and his golden dragon scales appeared as if burning with flames. His huge golden dragon wings spread out suddenly, and a powerful energy burst out from him in all directions.

Golden light shone like the sun around the feet gripped by the bone claws. With a loud "boom," the white bone claws were instantly shattered into dust, which scattered in the air. The powerful impact swept towards Wang Xiaolei, and the ground was shaken open by the force, with deep cracks spreading towards him like a spider web.

However, Ye Qi'an's delay allowed his opponent to complete his soul skill. Wang Xiaolei made a feinting motion towards Ye Qi'an, and a strange icy blue ripple suddenly appeared on his bone claw. Instantly, a pale white halo appeared under Ye Qi'an's feet.

Ye Qi'an felt a strong, chilling aura instantly invade him, and the next moment, the surroundings had turned white.

The instant the Evil Frost was cast, Wang Xiaolei took a step forward, raising his right hand high. As he raised his right hand, amidst the gasps of the audience, his sleeve naturally slid down to his shoulder, revealing his right arm, which was also entirely white bone.

On Wang Xiaolei's raised right hand, purplish-black light condensed. His evil frost could not only corrupt opponents, causing the evil aura of vengeful spirits to frantically erode them, even turning them into vengeful spirits themselves, but it also had a very strong restrictive effect. As for how long it could restrict opponents, it depended on the strength of the opponents themselves.

Wang Xiaolei had no intention of holding back at this moment. The purplish-black light on his right hand became extremely dazzling, and the entire competition stage was filled with the wailing sounds of vengeful spirits.

"Ah!" With a scream, Wang Xiaolei's right arm suddenly swung down, and instantly, a long, purplish-black whip flew out from his raised right hand.

This is his powerful fifth soul skill – Death Whip. Once an opponent is hit by Death Whip, they will be eroded by the aura of death. At the same time, they will be frantically attacked by the terrifying vengeful spirit aura contained in Death Whip until their own soul also turns into a vengeful spirit.

The purplish-black whip swept across, and countless shrill screams filled the air.

"You're quite something. A vengeful spirit of this caliber has killed countless people and soul beasts. The last thing I can do is send you to your death. Sixth Soul Skill—Golden Dragon Prison Suppression Kill!"

As Ye Qi'an released his sixth soul skill, the entire arena was instantly enveloped in golden-red light, which resembled a raging inferno rising from the depths of hell, carrying an aura of world destruction.

In the golden-red world, the purplish-black aura emanating from Wang Xiaolei's Death Whip melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting the scorching sun. He looked terrified and tried to retreat, but in this domain, his body became incredibly heavy, and every step was extremely difficult.

The Golden Dragon Town Prison Massacre severely impacted Wang Xiaolei's mind. Horrifying images of the lives he had harmed kept flashing through his mind. The tragic faces and desperate cries of those he had tortured to death surged like a tide, making his soul feel as if it were in an infernal hell.

At the same time, physical attacks followed one after another. The power of the Golden Dragon King raged within the domain, like countless sharp blades, fiercely cutting into Wang Xiaolei's body. His white bones were eroded by the golden-red light, and cracks appeared, as if they would be completely shattered in the next second.

Wang Xiaolei let out a painful roar. He tried to use other soul skills to resist, but under the powerful suppression of the Golden Dragon Town Prison Kill, his soul power was disordered and he could not use them normally.

Ye Qi'an's eyes were icy cold, like a god of judgment. He took a step forward, and the golden-red light within his domain grew even more intense, crushing towards Wang Xiaolei.

"No!" Wang Xiaolei cried out in despair, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the terrifying howling sounds from the golden-red world.

With a deafening roar, Wang Xiaolei's body was completely reduced to dust by the power of the Golden Dragon Town Prison Killing Technique, dissipating into the chilling atmosphere of the area.

Zheng Zhan, the Unbreakable Douluo, had already reacted and wanted to rush forward to help, but he was unable to rush into it at that moment. When he collided with the domain, his whole body was also surrounded by golden-red light. Although he used a defensive soul tool to resist, he still had difficulty moving forward.

Wang Xiaolei's body disappeared. His disappearance was even more silent than Jili's earlier disappearance; no one even saw how he vanished.

At this moment, Ye Qi'an slowly raised his right hand and pointed to the waiting area of ​​the Holy Spirit Sect. The point his extended index finger pointed to was Tang Ya, who was sitting at the very front of the waiting area of ​​the Holy Spirit Sect.

Tang Ya seemed to be enraged. She suddenly stood up and looked at Ye Qi'an with a cold gaze. Although the black cloak covered her eyes, her sharp eyes still met Ye Qi'an's through the slowly descending soul guide shield.

"In the second round of the individual elimination tournament, Shrek wins."

Tang Ya turned around and looked towards the rest area. The shock in the black-clad woman's eyes gradually disappeared. When she arrived, she nodded vigorously to Tang Ya.

Tang Ya nodded slightly, touched the ground with her toes, and leaped up with her back to the competition stage. Her body spun in the air, and she stepped onto the competition stage with great ease and naturalness. At the same time, she lifted her large black cloak.

Tang Ya's appearance instantly made everyone in the Tangmen team watching from below the stage hold their breath, especially Bei Bei, the captain. His pupils visibly contracted, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

A faint, dark blue aura began to swirl around Tang Ya's body, seemingly poised to erupt at any moment. She stopped just three meters away from Ye Qi'an, staring at him coldly without uttering a word. The atmosphere on the competition stage immediately became tense and deadly.

Looking at both sides, Zheng Zhan said in a deep voice, "Both sides, state your names."

"Shrek, Ye Qi'an."

Tang Ya's gaze seemed to daze for a moment, a faint trace of confusion flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her indifferent expression and said in a deep voice, "Holy Spirit Sect, Tang Ya."

Before the Unbreakable Douluo could speak, Ye Qi'an immediately turned around and walked towards his own half of the arena, glancing at Bei Bei below the stage.

Tang Ya, however, seemed not to notice anything. She turned around and walked towards her own half of the court. Her walking posture was very elegant, as if she were floating, with little undulation in her body.

Tang Ya slowly walked to the edge of the competition platform, turned around, and on the other side, Ye Qi'an, who had come to his senses, seemed to be ready.

This is the third match already. The third match is very important for the individual elimination rounds, especially for the teams that have already won the previous two matches. If they can win this third match, then Ye Qi'an will have the right to request the start of the team competition.

…(End of this chapter)