Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 286 Ye Hui brutally beats up Yue Zhengyu and departs for the North Navy Regiment

"Oh well, losing the game is no big deal. Look at me, I lost too, but I'm still an optimist."

In the Blood God Legion's canteen, Xie Xie was eating with his head down, Tang Wulin looked normal, and Xu Xiaoyan seemed indifferent, offering words of comfort to the two of them.

Tang Wulin blinked and said seriously, "I don't really care. So what if we lose? We're Soul Emperors, and our opponent is a Soul Douluo."

With a difference of two major levels in soul power, losing is normal; winning would be abnormal.

Not to mention, the opponent's martial soul is a six-winged angel, and he had trained with his teacher for many years.

Xie Xie replied weakly, "I understand, but if I were a Soul Saint, I certainly wouldn't have lost so easily."

"well----"

Xu Xiaoyan listened helplessly and said in a low voice, "Actually, even if your martial soul evolves, agility-based attacks have no room to maneuver in front of a six-winged angel. As long as the angel's domain positional control is activated, no matter how capable you are, you'll just be stuck in place."

"The only effective method is domain-to-domain, but naturally not everyone has a domain."

As a veteran member of the One Heart Society, she knew all too well how Feng Zaixing used the Holy Body Heavenly Kingdom Domain. However, unlike Le Zhengyu, he no longer needed to use this ability.

In terms of mechanics, the twelve-winged archangel is absolutely top-tier; the Holy Body Martial Soul's stats are unprecedentedly powerful, and the combination of the two creates an invincible monster.

Xie Xie was on the verge of tears: o(TT)

Agility-based attackers still have no rights.

When he first embarked on his cultivation journey, he was told that each type of Soul Master in the team would have their own unique strengths. He was also told that agility-based attackers would have ample room to showcase their abilities.

"Xiao Yan, don't tell the whole truth next time."

Seeing his best friend so upset, Tang Wulin had no choice but to send a telepathic message to Xu Xiaoyan, advising him to tone down his sharp tongue and true injury talent.

Xu Xiaoyan asked innocently, "Isn't it because Xie Xie has always been sharp-tongued? I'm just telling the truth."

Tang Wulin: "————"

But the truth is just hard to hear, what can I do?

If you speak a few more truthful words, Xie Xie's Dao heart might shatter, and he might never recover.

Seeing Tang Wulin's helpless expression, Xu Xiaoyan's sky-blue eyes rolled, and she thought of a way to comfort him: "Alright, alright, Xie Xie, don't be sad. Let's watch the quarterfinals. This time, Le Zhengyu's opponent is someone from the Yixin Hui, the number one person of the third generation of the Body Sect, who is also the disciple of the guild leader, Yuan En. He's bound to lose."

The Soul Guidance Tablet connected to the latest signal, and Xu Xiaoyan immediately started broadcasting the match live.

Xie Xie immediately perked up, his eyes widening as he hesitated, "They're both Soul Douluo level cultivators, and Le Zhengyu even has a Six-Winged Angel. How can he be destined to lose? That kid must have learned a lot from the Saint Venerable Douluo, right?"

"How can that be the same? The next generation of experts that the president values ​​most are Na'er and Yuanen. One is his disciple who passed on his skills on behalf of his master, and the other is his personal disciple. Both of them were trained by him."

Xu Xiaoyan rolled her eyes, indicating that Xie Xie's vision was too narrow.

Tang Wulin keenly noticed that she was the "number one person of the third generation of the Body Sect" and thought to himself that she was his senior sister.

By the way, she has a dual identity in the Body Sect. She is both the disciple of the future inner sect leader and the daughter of the outer sect leader. It's no problem to say that she is a third-generation descendant with impeccable lineage, and it's also not wrong to say that she is a second-generation descendant.

Hmm, the relationships within this sect are really complicated.

He had no doubt that Yuan Enhui could easily defeat Le Zhengyu; as the number one player of the third generation, he should have that kind of strength.

Sure enough, during the live broadcast of the competition, Le Zhengyu appeared on the stage and saw that his opponent was Yuan Enyehui, whose face was as cold as snow and whose temperament was aloof and detached. He felt a little uneasy.

"I'm saying, we're all on the same side, so there's no need to go all out when it comes to fighting, right?"

Le Zhengyu looked miserable and spoke with a disappointed tone, knowing that he was going to be eliminated this time.

Their president is truly selfless and never engages in any underhanded tactics during the competition; otherwise, the Yixin Club's top players could have taken more than half of the top eight spots.

Yuan Enhui said calmly, "No need for what? If you accept your family's second holy baptism, even I will be wary."

"My teacher specifically reminded me that I shouldn't underestimate you."

Le Zhengyu's face grew even more bitter. He said, "Before the second sacred baptism, one needs to go through the mortal world. In the history of our family, there has never been anyone my age who has undergone the second sacred baptism."

Speaking of the second Holy Baptism, Le Zhengyu gets a headache. This baptism means the evolution of his martial soul, the inheritance of the ultimate technique, the Holy Fusion Technique, and a significant leap in combat power.

Before the match, he had begged the ancestor to give him a second holy baptism, so that he could sweep across the battlefield and fight against Na'er and Yuanen Yehui.

As a result, the old ancestor said that he lacked the necessary temperament and that it would be better if he were beaten up on the field.

At the time, he didn't take it seriously, confident that with the power of the six-winged angels, he could sweep through everything as long as he didn't encounter any of his own.

And now I've finally met someone who's one of my own, the most violent, the most assertive, and the one with the most charismatic style in the group.

Unbeknownst to him, Le Zhengyang was currently sitting in the reception room of the Blood God Legion's military affairs department, drinking hot tea and discussing with Feng Zaixing how long he could hold out.

Feng Zaixing smiled and said, "As you wish, for the first time in my life, I have used underhanded methods to arrange his opponent to be my personal disciple. With Ye Hui's strength, he will definitely be able to give him a good beating and beat him senseless."

"That puts my mind at ease. The arrangements are excellent."

Le Zhengyang stroked his beard and smiled, putting down his strong coffee. He felt no remorse for "harming" his great-grandson; on the contrary, he was quite pleased. He said, "Zhengyu is a carefree kid. In the years since his martial soul evolved, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds, but his mental discipline has lagged behind. We need to give him a good beating; that's the right path for his growth."

Feng Zaixing smiled faintly upon hearing this and watched the match begin.

If Zhengyu knew that he had really been targeted by a mastermind behind the scenes, I wonder what he would think?

Le Zhengyu made the first move, immediately unleashing his seventh spirit ring, the True Form of his Martial Soul, with the radiance of the Angel Domain flowing and releasing between his six wings.

Yuan Enhui faced him with a stern expression. The true form of the Eight-Winged Fallen Angel's martial soul erupted, and pure dark evil light soared into the sky. Despite having the same divine bloodline, he was completely unaffected by the angelic domain, and the dark sky became a world of its own.

Both being angelic martial souls, their abilities and talents are similar, but their attributes are at opposite ends. Both of them took to the air with their swords in hand, and the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword clashed from the ground into the air.

Unlike the usual story where light suppresses darkness, this time it was the evil sword light that overwhelmed the holy sword energy. Le Zhengyu was completely on the defensive, and was suppressed in terms of swordsmanship, soul power quality, and martial soul aura.

In less than five minutes, Yue Zhengyu used all his skills, employing all the abilities of his first to eighth soul skills.

Yuan Enhui broke through all the defenses, switching from a fallen angel to a Titan ape in mid-air, grabbing two giant hammers, and smashing Le Zhengyu into a pulp, spitting blood repeatedly, before flying off the stage.

After doing all this, Yuan Enhui landed lightly, calm and composed, as if defeating Le Zhengyu had not taken any effort at all, and his aura was still rising after the battle.

"Awesome!"

Xie Xie slammed his fist on the table and shouted in the cafeteria. His appetite had increased so much that he went to the small window and ordered two large bowls of golden seafood soup.

Tang Wulin was dumbfounded. He had thought that Yuanen Yehui could win, but he never thought that she would win so decisively.

"Senior Sister Yuan'en, has she made further progress? After just one battle, her soul power has improved again?"

Tang Wulin noticed that Yuanen Yehui showed signs of a breakthrough in soul power. Although it was on the Star Dou Battle Network, she could still achieve a breakthrough if she seized the opportunity after going out.

"If this little girl breaks through to level 88 again, she will become a Title Douluo."

What Tang Wulin noticed, Le Zhengyang naturally noticed as well, saying, "Having cultivated to her level, even if she wanted to suppress the progress of her soul power, it would be impossible for her. The demons of the Demon Plane would greatly accelerate the improvement of her soul power, and even transmit power to her across planes."

The experienced quasi-god looked at Feng Zaixing with a bright gaze and said, "For this reason, in the past, Fallen Angel Soul Masters often broke through from Soul Douluo to Title without knowing why, opening the gates of hell and causing a nightmare."

A serious expression appeared on Feng Zaixing's face. He stood up and said, "I'll go there immediately and bring her over from the Northern Navy Legion. If anything unexpected happens, we'll settle the battle here with the Blood God Legion. They have plenty of experience here."

Le Zhengyang thought for a moment and then smiled, "Are you going secretly or openly? Your disciple is a major general, and his strength is so amazing. He must be a highly valued top expert in the Northern Navy Corps."

"To be honest, she is a powerful figure who has crossed the river from abroad. The Shen family has always been strict in controlling military ranks. In their eyes, military merit can only lead to a promotion to senior colonel at most. To become a general, one must be connected with the Shen family."

"Therefore, I must remind you that the senior officers of the Northern Navy Corps, who are generals or above, can be regarded as half or even the entire Shen family. Although they all come from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, your reputation in their eyes is probably not as important as the long-standing interests tied to the Shen family. Otherwise, the Shen family would have worked for nothing all these years."

"You're amazing. You led people to challenge the War God in the Temple of War to improve their military rank, and then directly arranged for them to join various legions."

"It doesn't matter how I go. With the Shen family's limited power in the Northern Navy, they can't stop me anyway."

Feng Zaixing completely disregarded the Shen family, who had controlled the Northern Navy for many years. In the original timeline, these people could even steal soul-guided cannon shells from the arms depot, and who knows how many parasites they had spawned.

"Perfect timing, I'll go and investigate the Shen family's true strength this time."