Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Just when the situation was getting very awkward, a voice rang out.

"Chief Referee, I request to go up on stage. Can I call Xiao Xiao out?" Huo Yutong said from below the stage.

Zheng Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "Good! Quick!"

Huo Yutong stood before the giant cauldron, and the seven spirit rings disguised by her Spirit Eye Martial Soul rose one after another: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black. Finally, an eerie blood-red spirit ring suddenly appeared!

"That's... a red spirit ring?!"

"One hundred thousand years?!"

The entire audience was stunned. Even Zhong Liwu and the others on the high platform involuntarily leaned forward, staring intently at that shocking red.

"Another 100,000-year spirit ring?!"

Ignoring the surrounding tremors, Huo Yutong's immense spiritual power transformed into invisible ripples, instantly piercing through the barrier of the giant cauldron.

[Mental detection, mental sharing!]

Inside the cauldron, Xiao Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged and extremely vigilant, suddenly had a clear image of the outside world in her mind: the red face of referee Zheng Zhan, the sweat-drenched Xue Bing, and the countless laughing faces in the audience.

"Is it over?" Xiao Xiao was taken aback, then realized what was happening and awkwardly removed the defensive barrier, placing her hand on the cauldron wall.

boom--

The Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron slowly rose, revealing Xiao Xiao inside, completely unharmed.

"Chief Referee, I concede the next match."

Xiao Xiao blushed with embarrassment and said, "I... went inside just now and didn't hear you for a moment."

"Mingyu Sect gains one point due to Xiao Xiao's voluntary surrender, bringing their total to three points!"

Zheng Zhan rubbed his sore throat, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded, "I'll rest for ten minutes. I need someone else to shout for me. If this keeps up, my 'Indestructible Douluo' might have to be renamed 'Broken Gong Douluo'!"

The audience burst into laughter.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Zhan returned to the ring, accompanied by a new referee.

He was only responsible for making the decisions; the job of speaking out was left to his partner.

"Please welcome both contestants to the stage!"

"Spirit Pagoda, Tang Ya!"

"Mingyu Sect, Chen Jun!"

From the start of the match, Chen Jun displayed an extremely steady style.

With his martial spirit infused, a giant shield engraved with mountain patterns crashed to the ground. The aura of a five-ring Soul King mixed with heavy earth elements gave people an indestructible sense of oppression.

"A defensive Soul King? Perfect for feeding me some moves." Tang Ya's lips curled into a playful smile, the frustration from the previous round now turning into motivation.

She no longer engaged in close combat, but instead moved erratically, her left hand controlling the flow of energy like a crane and a dragon, while her right hand wielded the Jade Hand with effortless grace.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

A barrage of hidden weapons shot out like a torrential rain of pear blossoms.

Plum blossom needles, flying locust stones, armor-piercing crossbows... all sorts of hidden weapons drew deadly trajectories in the air, densely raining down on Chen Jun.

Chen Jun snorted coldly, and pushed the giant shield forward sharply, causing his protective soul power to ripple outwards.

"Clang clang clang!" A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out, and most of the hidden weapons were deflected by the shields.

However, due to the large number of hidden weapons, some of the deflected needles and pebbles changed their trajectory and flew towards the referee and Zheng Zhan.

Zheng Zhan's eyelids twitched, and he stepped forward. His soul power instantly condensed into a semi-transparent soul power barrier, blocking all the stray arrows.

Zheng Zhan thought to himself, "I knew it! These little devils from the Spirit Pagoda, they're all here to torment me, aren't they? Last one made me mute, and this one's going to stab me to death?"

Tang Ya seemed oblivious to the "accidental injury," or perhaps she was too focused on the battle, her hands moving even faster.

More projectiles rained down on the arena. As Chen Jun swung his shield to block, projectiles were occasionally deflected and sent flying toward the stands. The new referee had to maintain the protective shield at all times, and Zheng Zhan could only helplessly help him reinforce the barrier.

Chen Jun sneered inwardly. Although this girl's hidden weapon skills were exquisite, it was a pipe dream for her to break through his defenses.

He parried while searching for an opportunity to counterattack, his attention focused entirely on the arrows flying towards him.

However, he neglected the ground beneath his feet.

As the battle progressed, the arena was covered with a thick layer of hidden weapons.

A glint flashed in Tang Ya's eyes, and several inconspicuous blue silver grasses silently emerged from the cracks in the ground, coiling up the hidden weapons on the ground like nimble snakes.

Just after Chen Jun swung his shield with all his might, the floor behind him suddenly exploded!

A strand of blue silver grass, wrapped around a sharp, bone-piercing nail, precisely pierced his back from a blind spot, breaking through his protective soul power.

"puff!"

A sharp pain shot through Chen Jun, and his body stiffened. Before he could react, more Blue Silver Grass surged in from all directions, some wrapping around his limbs, others with gleaming daggers at their tips pressed against his throat, chest, and other vital points.

"I surrender!" Chen Jun shouted hastily, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

In a real fight, he would be a sieve by now.

"Tang Ya wins, Spirit Pagoda scores one point, total five points!" the new referee quickly announced, then looked at the mess on the ground and added, "Tang Ya must clean up her hidden weapons, otherwise the organizers will treat them as discarded weapons and dispose of them properly."

Tang Ya put away the Blue Silver Grass, looking at the hidden weapons gleaming coldly all over the ground, and wondered, "With so many hidden weapons, how long will it take me to collect them all by myself? Can I ask someone for help?"

Zheng Zhan rolled his eyes and waved his hand, which was taken as agreement.

"Thank you, Chief Referee!" Tang Ya turned around and smiled sweetly at the audience. "Everyone, come up and help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the members of the Spirit Pagoda leaped onto the arena in an orderly fashion.

Beibei, He Caitou, Jiang Nannan, Xiao Xiao, Huo Yutong and others spread out and skillfully bent down to pick them up.

In an instant, the originally solemn battlefield turned into a lively scene of "picking up trash," with laughter echoing from the audience.

In no time, the arena was swept clean, as if the storm of hidden weapons had never happened.

"Please welcome both players to the stage!"

"Spirit Pagoda, Tang Ya!"

"Mingyu Sect, Qingqing!"

Tang Ya had just finished collecting the hidden weapons on the arena and her breathing had not yet fully calmed down when she heard her name called again.

She took a deep breath, her mind racing. The overwhelming barrage of hidden weapons she had just witnessed was at best a "surprise attack," and it would be useless after just one use.

As expected, Qingqing, whom Mingyu Sect sent this time, was an agility-type Soul King with a swift and sharp-eyed demeanor.

As soon as the match began, Qingqing transformed into a streak of blue light and shot out close to the ground, her pair of gleaming daggers aimed directly at Tang Ya.

It was so fast that it left only a blur on the retina.

Tang Ya dared not be negligent. A purple-gold light shone from the depths of her eyes, indicating that the Purple Demon Eye was operating at full power!

At that moment, the world seemed to slow down in her eyes, and Qingqing's dazzling high-speed movement became traceable.

"Want to get close? Not so easy!" Tang Ya slammed her hands on the ground.

"Blue Silver Grass, grow!"

Countless resilient vines burst forth from the soil, not to attack, but to intertwine layer upon layer in front of Tang Ya, forming an impenetrable plant barrier.