Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 221 Cao Dezhi: Cai Yue'er expelled Tang San's ancestor's own son from the Tang Clan.

"No, there must have been some shady dealings in this lottery, right? How did I, the princess, end up drawing her?"

Dai Yun'er jumped up from her seat with a "whoosh," her little face still showing disbelief.

Both have twin martial souls and both have the Netherworld Cat. In the end, will it be a contest between the Spirit Eye and the White Tiger to see which one is more powerful?

There's a strange feeling of replicating history.

Dai Yueyan pressed his embarrassing younger sister down, looking speechless, and said, "You are the Star Luo Princess, who would dare to cheat you here? Hurry up and get ready to go into the game."

"If I lose, I'll take it out on your wallet."

Dai Yun'er uttered a harsh remark that instantly petrified Dai Yueyan, and with agile cat-like steps, she leaped onto the competition stage.

Opposite her, Wu Siduo landed steadily in a flash, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise and doubt: "You also have the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul?"

"What? You have a problem with that?"

Feeling frustrated, Dai Yun'er crossed her arms, highlighting the innate strength of the Netherworld Cat, and said, "Judging from the martial soul inheritance, you and I may have been from the same family thousands of years ago, and our lineage is the main branch."

Wu Siduo shook her head and said, "That's nothing, I won't hold back."

"Who asked you to go easy on me?" Dai Yun'er muttered, her eyes suddenly gleaming.

She had no hope of beating Feng Zaixing and Na'er in this lifetime; she could only dream about it. However, she was quite confident in beating Wu Siduo.

After the pre-match exchange, both sides activated their martial spirits and unanimously chose the Netherworld Cat. In an instant, their bodies became ethereal and light, and they moved swiftly and gracefully on the competition stage with the Netherworld Cat Step.

"Netherworld Thrust!" "Netherworld Thrust!"

"Netherworld Hundred Claws?" "Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

"Netherworld Slash!" "I can create a clone!"

A moment later, the two women on the field moved like butterflies or two cats dancing, and all the spectators' expressions turned strange.

With the same type of martial soul, the same martial soul configuration, and similar soul power, it's impossible to break through their moves.

"How long will this fight last?"

Dai Tianling muttered something and said to Enci, "It's not like we can't rig the competition a little in the future. This kind of competition is too boring. I bet Yun'er will complain again when she comes up."

Enci said helplessly, "I didn't expect this situation either, but Princess Yun'er should have a better chance of winning, right? After all, the Spirit Eye is her true martial soul."

As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Zaixing and said with a smile, "What do you think, Director Feng? I heard that you are the current acting sect leader of the Body Sect. If it were ten thousand years ago, Yun'er would also be considered a disciple of the Body Sect."

After observing for a while, Feng Zaixing asked, "Has Her Highness completed her second awakening?"

Enci said, "Not yet, after all, she's not an adult yet."

"Then the chances of winning are probably slim." Feng Zaixing shook his head, then made no attempt to hide anything and said, "Wu Siduo has a self-fusion martial soul technique, which is the move that the Dai family has passed down for more than 20,000 years."

"Huh?" Dane exclaimed in surprise.

A few breaths later, the two women, locked in a stalemate, simultaneously switched their martial souls. Wu Siduo's figure became noticeably stronger, while Dai Yun'er's eyes gleamed with a bright light as they continued their clash.

Relying on the Spirit Eye Martial Soul's mental detection skill, Dai Yun'er gained some advantage this time.

"It seems I, the princess, will win this match," she thought happily, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Sigh—" Wu Siduo sighed and muttered to herself, "The White Tiger Martial Soul is indeed no longer viable; this Martial Soul is too old."

The next instant, her expression suddenly turned solemn, and the black light of the Netherworld Cat reappeared on her body, merging and overlapping with the White Tiger's soul light, unleashing a new power.

"Things have come to this, Netherworld White Tiger!"

Dai Yunji instinctively sensed danger and retreated. Then he saw Wu Siduo bend over and transform into a huge, semi-solidified purple-striped white tiger, which pounced on him.

Dai Yun'er immediately showed a horrified expression, exclaiming repeatedly, "Aaaaaah—how could you use the Netherworld White Tiger?!"

It turned and ran, trying to buy time, while activating its sleek power to the maximum.

However, seeing the opponent's attack trajectory does not mean that you can dodge it. The Netherworld White Tiger pounced and lashed out with its tail, striking Dai Yun'er on the back, making the princess fall like a flower petal.

In the next instant, the Netherworld White Tiger darted and dodged, its claws slamming down and pinning Dai Yun'er firmly against the edge of the arena.

"Waaah—I'm not fighting anymore, I give up, I give up—" Dai Yun'er was on the verge of tears as she raised her hands in surrender.

Is there anything more tragic than the fact that the dignified Star Luo Princess was defeated by a collateral branch using the Star Luo family's inherited martial soul fusion technique?

Enci asked, "Director Feng, what do you think is the best way for Her Highness to win?"

Feng Zaixing said calmly, "Second awakening, you can win by just causing trouble on a regular basis."

Dai Tianling immediately replied, "I wonder if the Body Sect would be interested in opening a branch in the Star Luo Empire? Besides Yun'er, there are quite a few people in our country who possess Body Martial Souls."

Feng Zaixing gave him a deep look, then spread his hands, indicating that he was temporarily powerless: "The sect's foundation is still shallow, and we lack money and manpower, so we simply cannot afford to open a branch."

The core members of the entire clan are few and far between. Maintaining the federal headquarters is not easy, and there is simply no one who can stand alone outside.

Dai Tianling laughed and expressed his regret. How could he not tell that this was Feng Zaixing's excuse?

Despite his regret, he tried to make a new effort: "Then, would it be possible to let Yun'er join the Body Sect to study? She has always been proud of her Spirit Eye Martial Soul."

Feng Zaixing nodded: "This is easy to discuss. Just don't be like your ancestor, the Spirit Ice Douluo, who took the manual and never returned it."

Dai Tianling's lips twitched. Huo Yuhao, the Spirit Ice Douluo, was a hero commemorated by the Star Luo Empire for ten thousand years, but now it seems that his image is not very good among the Body Sect.

Enci smiled and smoothed things over, repeatedly praising the Body Sect for its abundance of geniuses and Feng Zaixing for his skillful leadership, predicting that he would become the future revival leader of the Body Sect.

Feng Zaixing accepted it calmly; that was what he thought too. The old man's honest words were very pleasing to the ear.

Dai Yueyan slumped down weakly, looking grief-stricken as he said to the six Heavenly Kings of Monster Academy, "Brothers, my wallet is doomed. If I end up homeless tonight, remember to help me out." Dragon King Long Yue, Fox King Su Mu, and the others covered their faces, saying that their families were broken and their businesses small, and they dared not compare themselves to the royal family in terms of wealth.

You two siblings are good enough, one is the future crown prince and the other is the most favored princess. Who can be as rich as you two?

The layout of the new Shrek Academy is exactly the same as the original Shrek Academy, and even the island in the lake is identical to Poseidon Island.

Under the small pavilion, Yun Ming and Guan Yue sat together, facing Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin, who looked heartbroken. The atmosphere was very somber.

Cao Dezhi clutched his hair in a state of collapse, and his bloodshot eyes showed that he probably hadn't slept at all last night.

Zang Xin also looked miserable. He glanced at Guan Yue, who had no expression, and then at Yun Ming, who seemed distracted. His eyes hardened, and he spread his hands, saying, "Just tell me straight. What are you thinking? Can you still cooperate peacefully together in the future? If you're determined to surrender to the Federation, then we don't need to fight anymore. Just lay down all your weapons and let us slaughter you."

Yun Ming said calmly, "Last night, all I wanted to do was kill Long Yeyue and the Ghost Emperor."

Guan Yue said, "I'll listen to my senior brother."

Cao Dezhi nearly scratched his scalp raw, slamming his fist on the table and shouting, "Did you have to choose that time last night to kill Long Yeyue?!"

"right."

Yun Ming nodded seriously and said, "If I didn't choose that time, how could I frame the Holy Spirit Cult? How could I make Chen Xinjie believe that the Holy Spirit Cult was behind all of this?"

Guan Yue said, "I'll listen to my senior brother."

Cao Dezhi pressed further, "Next time, do you also plan to shoot Cai Yue'er dead when the Holy Spirit Cult attacks?"

Without hesitation, Yun Ming's eyes lit up as he said, "I really want to."

Guan Yue said, "I'll listen to my senior brother."

Cao Dezhi laughed and shouted at Guan Yue, "Besides that, do you have anything else to say?"

Guan Yue thought for a moment and said, "The divine consciousness that the Sea God Tang San left on Tang Wulin has been destroyed. His father, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, attempted to seize the body of the plane master of Douluo Star, but failed and his fate is unknown."

"What?!?!"

The Tang Clan's Twin Swordsmen stood up, dumbfounded, and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "What do you mean by 'the divine consciousness left behind by Tang San's ancestor was destroyed'?"

Guan Yue explained, "Feng Zaixing's target for that god-slaying cannonball was the divine consciousness of Tang San's ancestor—"

After explaining the whole story, Guan Yue saw that the Tang Clan's twin swords had fallen into a long silence, and slowly said, "In short, Tang Wulin is probably the son of Tang San's ancestor, but for some reason his aptitude is not high; there is a dangerous seal set up by Tang San's ancestor in his body, and a large part of it was opened by Feng Zaixing and the others last night."

"A small portion of the sealed energy leaked out, and he seems to have benefited somewhat as well, but he is currently imprisoned in the Star Luo Spirit Transmission Tower with the students of the Spirit Transmission Academy, and the specifics are unknown."

Cao Dezhi pondered for a moment, recalling the only news Tang Wulin had ever told him. His face trembled, and he asked in a mixture of fear and trepidation, "So, that idiot Cai Yue'er expelled Tang San's own son from the Tang Clan?"

Zang Xin's face turned pale: "I roughly know how she ended up like that. I heard that Tang San's ancestor was extremely decisive in his killings."

Yun Ming and Guan Yue looked at each other in silence, each looking at their own things, indifferent to matters that didn't concern them.

The Tang Clan's Twin Swordsmen became increasingly speechless and nervous as they thought about it, their minds in such a state of confusion that they couldn't tell whether the destruction of Tang San's ancestor's divine consciousness was good news or bad news.

After a moment, Cao Dezhi was the first to sort out his thoughts and asked a question: "Should we go to the Spirit Pagoda now to invite the person back? The Tang Clan can't bear the infamy of deceiving heaven and destroying their ancestors, and violating human ethics."