Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

After a long pause, Jing Hongchen's eyes darted around, and he chuckled sinisterly, "Relying on just the three of us old men is indeed risky. How about we bring along a few more unlucky fellows... oh no, I mean, a few helpers?"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Zheng Zhan instantly revived, putting his hands back on the two men's shoulders and grinning wickedly, "Come on, it's on me! Top floor private room at the Mingdu Grand Hotel! The three of us will drink until we drop tonight, and we'll have a good talk about how to lure those lazy bums out to keep things going!"

The sunlight of the semi-finals shone on the huge arena, but it couldn't dispel the pervasive smell of gunpowder.

In the morning session, Shrek Academy will face off against Tianlongmen.

On the arena, Zheng Zhan took a deep breath, picked up his megaphone, and was about to announce the proceedings: "This match is Shrek Academy versus Tianlong Sect! Please welcome both teams to the stage!"

Before the words could even get out of his throat, Yu Tianlong, the captain of the Tianlongmen, had already taken a step forward, with a faint dragon roar emanating from his body.

His gaze was intense, fixed on the Shrek Academy camp, and his booming voice drowned out the clamor of the crowd: "I am Yu Tianlong, captain of the Heavenly Dragon Sect! I request a one-on-one duel with your team's strongest member, Wang Dong! The rules are simple—if he defeats me without flying, the Heavenly Dragon Sect concedes on the spot; otherwise, your Shrek Academy concedes! How about it? Let's settle this with one battle!"

Zheng Zhan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood: "What's wrong with this year's contestants?! Are they all gamblers?! Last one was Long Aotian, and this one is Yu Tianlong! What about the procedures? What about the rules?!"

His lips twitched twice as he forcibly suppressed the urge to curse, and turned to look at the Shrek team.

Ning Tian's eyes flickered slightly as he quickly calculated in his mind: Although Yu Tianlong was strong, Wang Dong had the Goddess of Light Butterfly and the trump card of the Haotian Hammer. This gamble was a sure win.

She nodded slightly: "I agree."

"...As long as both captains reach an agreement," Zheng Zhan waved his hand resignedly, announcing weakly, "According to the agreement, this match will be between Yu Tianlong and Wang Dong! One battle to determine the winner! Please take the stage!"

"Shrek Academy, Wang Dong!"

"Tianlong Gate, Jade Heavenly Dragon!"

The two leaped onto the ring, their auras clashing instantly.

"Kid, you should know the rules, right? Don't say my Heavenly Dragon Sect is bullying people!" Yu Tianlong roared, blue light surged, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul instantly possessed him. A vast electric field of lightning spread out from him, and he was like a thunder god descending to earth, turning into a bolt of lightning and rushing straight towards Wang Dong.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Wang Dong scoffed, and instead of retreating, he advanced in the face of the oncoming thunder.

He made a clenching motion in the air with his right hand, and a small, heavy, black iron hammer appeared out of thin air—it was the Haotian Hammer!

Then, a breathtaking scene unfolded. Two crimson spirit rings were now wrapped around the originally jet-black Clear Sky Hammer!

That was an extremely dense life energy and a sense of oppression—a 100,000-year soul ring!

"Twin Martial Souls?!"

"Holy crap! Another twin martial soul!"

"Two more 100,000-year spirit rings?! Is this another freak?!"

"The ticket money was totally worth it! This isn't just a competition, it's a battle of gods!"

The audience erupted in cheers and screams.

"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!" Wang Dong shouted, swinging the hammer with one hand. The heavy Haotian Hammer seemed as light as a feather in her hand.

The first hammer blow tore through the air with a deafening sonic boom, and then, with the momentum of the swing, the second, the third... followed one after another!

The hammer blows were like a storm, each strike more powerful and faster than the last!

That is the ultimate technique of layering power upon power!

"Half-dragon transformation!" Yu Tianlong's pupils shrank sharply as he sensed an unprecedented threat.

He roared, and his arms were instantly covered with thick blue dragon scales. His dragon claws shot out, meeting the wildly swinging Haotian Hammer head-on.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky.

With the tenth strike, Yu Tianlong's body trembled violently;

With the fifteenth strike, his feet had already plowed two deep furrows into the ground;

The twentieth hammer blow shattered the dragon scales, leaving it a bloody mess.

On the fiftieth strike, Yu Tianlong was forced to slide back a step by the terrifying force, and the arena floor cracked inch by inch!

With the fifty-sixth strike, a crisp "crack" rang out, and the dragon claw bone shattered, dripping with blood!

With the sixtieth strike, the power reached its peak, and the crimson spirit ring shone brightly, seemingly about to blast Yu Tianlong and his dragon armor away completely—

"That's enough!"

A figure instantly entered the battle. Zheng Zhan raised a massive level nine defensive shield with both hands, forcefully withstanding Wang Dong's sixtieth hammer blow, a blow powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks!

"Bang!"

A shockwave rippled through the air, causing the protective shield beneath Zheng Zhan's feet to tremble violently. He himself was thrown back several steps before regaining his balance, inwardly cursing, "These two little lunatics!"

As the smoke and dust cleared, Yu Tianlong knelt on the ground, his arms shattered, and he had lost his fighting ability.

Wang Dong, wielding the Haotian Hammer and with his hair flying, resembled a god of war.

Zheng Zhan cleared his throat, ignoring the soreness in his arm, and announced loudly, "Wang Dongsheng! Shrek Academy wins this match!"

He walked up to Wang Dong and, taking advantage of a break in the announcement, whispered quickly, "Kid, you've got some serious ruthlessness. I didn't expect you to be from the Haotian Sect too. I had some old ties with an elder from the Haotian Sect back in the day."

But his words were drowned out by the sea of ​​cheers from the audience.

"Wang Dong! Wang Dong!!"

"Shrek! Shrek!!"

The deafening roar nearly lifted the dome of the arena.

The afternoon sun slanted across the arena, but it couldn't dispel the chilling, evil aura emanating from the Holy Spirit Sect.

"In this match, the Spirit Pagoda will face off against the Holy Spirit Sect!" Zheng Zhan announced confidently in a loud voice.

At this moment, he stood ramrod straight, with Jing Hongchen on his left and Ye Yulin on his right.

With these two major barriers in place, the sense of security is maximized.

A deeper sense of security lies hidden in the shadows—more precisely, in the overlapping shadows of the three of them.

There huddled was the rescuer they had coaxed, tricked, and begged to come—Shadow Douluo Xue Chen.

Looking back on yesterday, Zheng Zhan, Jing Hongchen, and Ye Yulin went to great lengths to persuade this reclusive otaku to come.

When they forcibly broke into Xue Chen's cozy little house filled with manuscripts, this titled Douluo, who suffered from severe social anxiety, almost shut down on the spot.

The most deadly thing was that those three pairs of old thieves' eyes accurately captured the manuscripts all over the room, as well as the open manuscript on Xue Chen's desk with the words "Shadow (Zhe)" written on it, the ink still wet!

He, whose title is "Shadow," Shadow Douluo Xue Chen, is actually a novelist!

He usually stayed at home and never left his house, all to protect this secret. Who would have thought that those three old faces would suddenly appear in front of him yesterday without warning!