Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Chapter 278 Spirit Pagoda vs. Holy Spirit Sect

At this very moment, within the swaying shadows, Xue Chen's body was violently twisting and writhing.

He clutched his head and screamed silently in Zheng Zhan's shadow, his mind already in turmoil: This is a disaster! That's the manuscript of "The Domineering Prince's Contract Princess II," which I had only half-finished! They saw it! They all saw it!

In his mind, Jing Hongchen's "persuasive" whisper from yesterday echoed again: "Brother Xuechen, you don't want anyone to know that the bestselling author 'Shadow,' who's all the rage in Mingdu, is you, right?"

Meng Hongchen is a fan of Shadow.

Even if those three bastards promised to buy out his copyright after the competition and print it into a book to give to every student at the Sun Moon Royal Academy... this damned "appeasement" could not heal Xue Chen's broken heart at this moment!

He just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or simply strangle himself with his shadow.

Zheng Zhan felt a surge of smugness as he listened to the resentful tremors emanating from the shadow beneath his feet.

He cleared his throat and whispered to the two "protectors" behind him and the "writer" in the shadows, "Old Mirror, Old Ye, Brother Xuechen, we're all in this together today. If those lunatics from the Holy Spirit Sect dare to go crazy later, we'll..."

"Cover your ears in the shadows, don't listen to this old man's nonsense." Jing Hongchen interrupted impatiently, casually stuffing a candy into his shadow. "Xuechen, have you finished writing the new chapter? I'll publish it for you later."

"..." The writhing in the shadow paused for a moment, then twisted even more violently.

"Please welcome both players to the stage!"

Zheng Zhan's voice echoed through the amplified soul guide.

"Spirit Pagoda, Huo Yutong!"

"Holy Spirit Sect, auspicious!"

Huo Yutong slowly stepped into the center of the arena, her bright eyes indifferently sweeping over the evil soul master opposite her who exuded a bloody aura, her eyes devoid of sorrow or joy.

"The match begins!"

Without any probing, Huo Yutong launched a killing move right from the start!

"Second Martial Soul, Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion!"

A dazzling halo erupted, and five spirit rings—two red and three orange—instantly shone brightly, with the third spirit ring shining particularly brightly!

"Emperor's Palm - Great Cold with No Snow!"

In an instant, the temperature plummeted, as if the far north had descended upon us.

Huo Yutong's slender hands instantly transformed into crystal-clear ice, and her figure appeared before Jili like a ghost.

Before Jili could even activate his soul power, that cold jade hand had already gently pressed against his chest.

The chill of the extreme ice surged wildly into the point of contact, freezing not only the meridians and soul power, but even seemingly freezing one's thoughts.

Gilly stared wide-eyed in horror, his body frozen in place.

Immediately afterward, a cold glint flashed in Huo Yutong's eyes, and her left arm bone skill was activated—

"Ice Explosion!"

"Bang—!"

With a muffled bang, Jili's body instantly turned into countless tiny ice shards, scattering everywhere. Before a single drop of blood could flow, he completely disappeared from the arena.

"Huo Yutong! Huo Yutong!!"

After a brief silence, the audience erupted in thunderous cheers and screams.

This clean and decisive swift elimination is visually striking and exhilarating.

As is widely known, the Holy Spirit Church has been excommunicated.

"Huo Yutong wins! The Spirit Pagoda gets one point! In one minute, please welcome the next contestant from the Holy Spirit Sect!" Zheng Zhan announced loudly with a beaming smile.

From the shadow at his feet came a faint "clapping" sound—it was Xue Chen, who was socially awkward, secretly clapping in the shadow. Although his body was still embarrassed by his social failure yesterday, he had to admit that this battle scene was exciting enough to be used as material for a new book.

Although Jing Hongchen and Ye Yulin tried their best to maintain the dignity of the referees, the unsuppressed smiles on their lips betrayed their inner joy.

Very good, let's do it this way. Their referee team's motto is: protect all contestants except those from the Holy Spirit Sect!

On the high platform, Zhongli Wu's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his body radiating an evil aura. He stared intently at Huo Yutong below the platform, gritting his teeth: "Insolent junior! Huo Yutong, you have already committed suicide!"

He cursed inwardly: Are all these Title Douluos from Sun Moon Academy just sitting around doing nothing? That Zheng Zhan can still laugh! Fine, very well, after the competition ends, I'll secretly kill you and use you as a tonic for my disciple!

Sitting not far from Zhongli Wu, Xu Tianran's gaze pierced through the killing intent, lingering on Huo Yutong's stunning profile with infatuation.

He murmured softly, "So beautiful..."

From the first glance, he found this bright-eyed girl beautiful.

It was an almost pathological possessiveness burning within.

Suddenly, he gripped Orange's hand tightly, so tightly that Orange frowned slightly.

A ruthless and obsessive glint flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes: If I can't have her, no one else can. When Ju Zi gives birth to her child, I'll kill her. That way, she'll belong to me forever.

"Grand Preceptor, please calm down." Xu Tianran raised his head, his face regaining its dignified smile, but his eyes were sinister. "She is the disciple of the young master of the Spirit Pagoda and Mu En. Killing her would cause too much of a commotion. Perhaps... we could keep her alive and turn her into a member of the Holy Spirit Sect."

He paused, then added, "The process of gradually darkening the light must be quite interesting."

Zhongli Wu paused for a moment, then let out a chilling, owl-like laugh: "Hehehe! Xu Tianran, your schemes are even more venomous than mine! Brilliant, truly brilliant! I'm already looking forward to seeing the expression on Mu En's old face when it changes color!"

He turned and coldly commanded the void, "Pass down the order: the Holy Spirit Sect concedes all remaining matches. Let the Spirit Pagoda taste this humiliation!"

Long Xiaoyao listened to their conversation expressionlessly, a hint of contemplation in his eyes, while Ju Zi lowered her gaze in quiet thought.

On the stage, the second match began on time.

"Spirit Pagoda, Huo Yutong."

"Holy Spirit Sect, Wang Xiaolei."

"The match begins!"

It was still the same unadorned "Emperor's Palm - Great Cold Without Snow", followed by the Ice Explosion spell.

Another evil spirit master from the Holy Spirit Sect turned into ice shards, without even uttering a scream.

"Huo Yutong wins! The Spirit Pagoda has accumulated two points! One minute..."

This time, before the countdown even ended, Yan Feng of the Holy Spirit Sect jumped onto the arena, his face grim, and shouted, "No need to wait! The Holy Spirit Sect concedes all remaining matches!"

Zheng Zhan sighed with feigned regret, but inwardly he was overjoyed: What's the pity? It suits me just fine.

He waved his hand and announced loudly:

"The Spirit Pagoda wins!!"

"Huo Yutong! Huo Yutong!! Huo Yutong!!!"

"Spirit Pagoda! Spirit Pagoda!! Spirit Pagoda!!!"

The deafening roar nearly overturned the ancient arena.

Huo Yutong turned and left amidst the attention of everyone. Behind her was the anger of the Holy Spirit Sect at their humiliation and Xu Tianran's deep malice.