Douluo Continent: Naru Sacred Heart, Snow Shines Forever

As soon as DouDou finished speaking, the air on the main battle stage suddenly tightened. Two completely different soul power pressures collided violently, and an invisible wave of energy swept wildly outwards from the center of the arena.

The shouts of 20,000 spectators almost lifted the dome, and the warm light from the crimson crystal shone on the blue stone arena, making the figures of the two boys exceptionally clear.

DouDou's voice echoed under the dome.

"Royal Fighting Team - Yu Tianheng, Level 39! Graphite, Level 38! Stone Mill, Level 38! Wind Control, Level 37! Oslo, Level 37! Ye Lingling, Level 36! Tianxuan, Level 33!"

Every time a number was announced, the audience erupted in cheers.

"Level 39? How are we supposed to beat that?"

"The highest level at Shrek Academy is only level 37, right?"

"Huang Dou is going to end Shrek Academy's winning streak here."

DouDou's voice continued.

"Shrek Team – Dai Mubai, Level 37! Tang San, Level 32! Xiao Wu, Level 31! Oscar, Level 31! Ma Hongjun, Level 28! Zhu Zhuqing, Level 28! Ning Rongrong, Level 27!"

This time, the audience's voices were much quieter, replaced by a solemn astonishment.

Seven people, four of whom are Soul Masters, two are level 28, and one is level 27.

On the other side, everyone was a Soul Master!

"This...isn't that a huge difference?"

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them took a half step back at the same time, their martial spirits and spirit rings lighting up around them, and their pressure instantly swept across the entire arena.

"Team fighting spirit, begin!"

The moment DouDou's word "begin" struck his eardrums, Yu Tianheng's soul power reached its peak, and he took the lead in activating it.

The phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex opened its massive maw behind him, blue lightning spreading from his spine to his shoulder blades, then branching out from his shoulder blades and surging towards his right arm.

His right hand swiftly transformed into a dragon, his fingertips becoming sharp dragon claws. Blue lightning condensed at the claw tips, faintly revealing a purple edge.

His left arm was only covered with a thin layer of blue lightning, and his fist was clenched tightly.

The overwhelming pressure of level 39 rolled over the arena like a boulder, causing the front-row audience to involuntarily lean back.

Dai Mubai on the other side did not retreat.

The pale golden luster of the White Tiger clashed with the blue lightning of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex in the center of the arena, creating a powerful gust of wind that made their robes flutter.

Yu Tianheng's right claw slammed into Dai Mubai's crossed arms. The lightning exploded the moment they made contact, and the blue lightning suddenly turned purple upon impact, unleashing several times the power of its normal state.

The electric current traveled up the other person's skin and then withdrew after half a second, like a venomous snake biting and then leaving.

Dai Mubai on the other side grunted, his feet not moving an inch, but two charred claw marks appeared on his arms.

"Such hard bones."

Yu Tianheng felt a slight chill, but he did not panic.

His peripheral vision swept across the entire field; it was an instinct for the temporary captain, as he had to maintain control of the situation even in a head-on confrontation.

Graphite and stone mill are on the left and right wings, and the black tortoise shell has spread to the shoulders and neck.

Riding the wind in mid-air, the wind chime bird's wings shimmered with a glassy light.

Tianxuan was in the back row, with the azure vines spreading from his palm to the ground.

In the end, Ye Lingling's pinkish-white soul power from the Nine-Heart Begonia quietly dissipated.

Tang San stood about five meters behind Dai Mubai, the Blue Silver Grass spreading out from his feet like a net being woven, connecting everyone on the field.

That's the person!

Yu Tianheng's pupils contracted slightly.

He recalled what Chen Jieqi had told him before the competition.

"The biggest threat to the Royal Battle is not Dai Mubai, but that Blue Silver Grass Soul Master named Tang San."

He is the core of Shrek Academy's formation; by targeting him, the entire system will crumble.

To break through the surface by focusing on a single point,

Just as Captain Chen said.

He suddenly understood why Shrek Academy was able to achieve an eleven-game winning streak with a lineup whose average level was just at the Soul Master level.

It wasn't because Dai Mubai was so strong, nor because Ma Hongjun's flames were so fierce, but because of that person named Tang San, who sewed the entire team together.

Blue Silver Grass is the thread, and Tang San's hands are the needles.

As long as Tang San is still on the field, Shrek Academy is not seven people, but one person.

Yu Tianheng took a deep breath, and the lightning slowly extinguished in his palm.

Dai Mubai frowned.

"What's wrong? Got scared?"

Yu Tianheng did not answer.

He turned his head and whispered something that only his own people could hear.

"Graphite, you're here to restrain Dai Mubai."

Stone mill, you work with Tianxuan to suppress Xiaowu and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Yu Feng, keep a close eye on that fat guy, don't let him send reinforcements."

"Boss Yu?"

Graphite paused for a moment.

"Do as I say."

Yu Tianheng's voice was soft, but it left no room for argument.

"I'll go deal with the one using Blue Silver Grass."

Graphite paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

The black tortoise shell of the Xuanwu Turtle grew even thicker on his body. He stepped forward and stood between Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai.

The next second, the lightning exploded again, but not forward, but to the side.

Yu Tianheng's figure disappeared from the main battlefield.

Dai Mubai's roar came from behind: "Stop him!"

But the graphite tortoise shell had already blocked his way.

The Xuanwu Turtle's defense was not something Dai Mubai could break through in a minute or two, and Yu Tianheng had enough confidence in his teammates.

His footsteps thudded twice on the arena, leaving clear imprints on the bluestone floor. Blue lightning enveloped his entire body, striking the core of Shrek's formation like a bolt of lightning.

On a 30-meter square arena, a powerful attack-type Soul Master can sprint from one end to the other in just two to three seconds.

Tang San's eyes met his.

Those eyes were purple...

No, it's not purple; it's a deeper color, as if it can see through all illusions.

Yu Tianheng saw Tang San's pupils contract slightly, and even saw a slight smile appear on the corners of his mouth.

That was the instinctive reaction of a genius when faced with a challenge.

He wanted to give it a try.

Try to see if you can use speed and skill to entangle a powerful offensive Soul Master who is seven levels higher than you.

Yu Tianheng sneered.

Then let you try.

Purple lightning gathered in the palm of his right claw, a sign that he had suppressed his soul power to the extreme, while his left fist was tucked into his waist.

He doesn't need to use lightning in both hands; the explosive power of one dragon claw is enough. He can keep the other hand for defense and restraint.

A purple lightning snake shot out from his right claw, heading straight for Tang San's face.

After the lightning snake left his hand, it stopped consuming soul power and exploded in mid-air, sealing off Tang San's front.

Tang San dodged to the side, and Blue Silver Grass surged up from the ground, attempting to entangle Yu Tianheng's ankle.

too slow!

Yu Tianheng's blue lightning exploded beneath his feet, erupting only the instant it touched the Blue Silver Grass, burning the entangled grass leaves to ash, the lightning flashing and then disappearing.

Without stopping, his right claw slammed down in front of Tang San, the purple lightning flashing on and off at the tip of his claw.

Tang San activated his Ghost Shadow Perception at full power, leaving three afterimages on the arena.

Yu Tianheng's left fist shattered one of the lightning bolts, relying solely on the explosive power of his physical body.

Two other afterimages circled around his flanks, one on the left and one on the right, and hidden weapons flew out from between his fingers, blocking Yu Tianheng's front and right sides.

But Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, those Blue Silver Grasses that should have surged from the ground and attacked from behind,

The blue electric arcs remaining on Yu Tianheng's body caused them to scatter and fly in all directions.

He didn't intentionally maintain the lightning, but the lightning attribute inherent in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul left a faint electric current on his body, making it impossible for the Blue Silver Grass to get close.

Tang San's expression changed.

He finally realized a problem: his Blue Silver Grass couldn't control Yu Tianheng.

When a plant-type martial soul encounters lightning, it's like paper meeting fire; most Blue Silver Grass will be burned to ashes the moment they come into contact with lightning.

Even if a few strands manage to get tangled up, they'll be shattered by the electric arcs on the body's surface, leaving no time to tighten.

Tang San gritted his teeth, and Ghost Shadow Tracking accelerated again, trying to widen the distance.

But his peripheral vision swept across the entire room.

Zhu Zhuqing was suppressed on the left flank by the black tortoise of the stone mill. Every time she tried to hide, she was shaken out by the air waves from the tortoise shell, and she couldn't find an angle to attack.

She did try to cut into the back row.

Three seconds ago, Zhu Zhuqing briefly broke free from the pressure of the stone mill and transformed into a black streak, rushing straight towards Ye Lingling.

The battle can be turned around if the Royal Fighter's healer is defeated.

But the millstone's shell, like a moving wall, suddenly appeared five meters away from Ye Lingling, and the shockwave from the edge of the shell knocked her off course.

Tianxuan's Azure Vine surged up from the ground, blocking all her escape routes. She had no choice but to abandon the surprise attack and retreat back to the left flank.

Xiao Wu was entangled by Tianxuan's Azure Vine. The vines surged in from all directions like living things. Although she could still dodge, she could no longer break free to support anyone.

She was also looking for an opportunity, but Tianxuan had obviously studied her teleportation technique.

For the first time, Xiao Wu's third spirit ring lit up, and her figure disappeared from the spot, but was forced to reappear three meters behind Ye Lingling.

The vines had already woven a net somewhere, and the moment she stumbled in, her ankles were entangled.

The second time, she was smarter; she teleported to the top of Ye Lingling's head, but the tortoise shell of the stone mill was raised above her head beforehand.

Like a giant umbrella covering Ye Lingling, Xiao Wu's kick struck the tortoise shell, leaving only a white mark.

After two failed raids, Tianxuan's vines gave her no chance to escape. One vine wrapped around her ankle, another blocked her retreat, and the third hung in mid-air waiting for her teleportation landing point.

Xiao Wu didn't not want to use teleportation; it's just that the landing point for each teleportation was sealed off in advance.

Shrek's two attempts to cut off the enemy's rear were both blocked by the Royal Fighting's defensive system.

Tianxuan's Azure Vine tried several times to flank Xiaowu, its emerald green tendrils slithering like snakes and wrapping around her ankles and waist.

But Ma Hongjun's phoenix flames always managed to burn through the most fatal tendrils at crucial moments. The orange-red flames licked the vines, and the acrid smell filled the air. The azure vines curled up, carbonized, and crumbled in the flames.

Tianxuan gritted his teeth and urged his soul power, new vines growing continuously from his palm, but every vine that stretched out was precisely intercepted by the line of fire of that evil flame.

"Damn fatso..."

Tianxuan cursed under his breath, his forehead covered in sweat. His soul power was rapidly depleting, but his hands didn't stop.

As long as he continues to attack, Ma Hongjun must split his body to intercept him; that's his value.

Dai Mubai, on the other hand, was completely entangled with Shi Mo.

Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's aura had dimmed considerably, and its amplification effect was decreasing. While the White Tiger Vajra Transformation's golden light remained, it was still radiant.

But graphite's defense was like a bottomless pit; with each punch, another crack appeared on the tortoise shell, but graphite just wouldn't fall.

No refunds.

Tang San gritted his teeth, but did not move an inch.