Douluo Continent II: The Dragon Breaks the Nine Heavens

Chapter 353 Shocking Douluo Continent: The First Punch

Tang Ya's dark blue eyes focused on Bei Bei, and a barely perceptible glint of greed flashed deep within her stagnant eyes.

Her martial spirit was conveying a desire to her, urging her to quickly devour the soul master in front of her. If it weren't for a voice in her subconscious telling her that the person in front of her was very important to her, she would have been in trouble.

She even wanted to stick out her tongue and lick her lips to express her hunger.

She can't wait to go hunting!

It's truly remarkable how skilled Zhong Liwu is in this area. With Feng Ling before him and Tang Ya after him, Lin Yun has to give him a thumbs up and say he's awesome when it comes to how to privately modify someone else's car and turn it into his own.

In just a few years, Tang Ya, who was once deeply in love with Bei Bei, completely forgot about him.

"Your Excellency, is this guy from Shrek Academy an idiot?" Di Qiu'er put down the melon seeds in her hand, her expression blank.

"That woman across from him clearly wanted to kill him, yet he was staring at her with that lustful look. Is this guy from Shrek Academy an idiot, or are all male humans this kind of idiot?"

Di Qiu'er said she couldn't help Li Jie.

Lin Yun glanced at Di Qiu'er with a crooked mouth and squinted eyes, then continued eating melon seeds and watching the show, ignoring her.

What a joke! If I hadn't traveled through time, do you think you'd be any better off? You're laughing at Beibei, pointing at her clown mask and forgetting that you're wearing makeup too, right?

hum~

Damn it, I suddenly like Xu Jiu Jiu more, what should I do? Why is it so hard to find a few people with normal brains?

It's true what they say: comparing people is a recipe for disaster, comparing goods is a recipe for disaster.

As the referee announced the start of the match, the enormous dark blue vines, like ferocious and twisting giant pythons, writhed wildly on the arena, reaching a point where even a glance from a tentacle enthusiast would leave them frozen in place.

A total of seven spirit rings rose up beneath Tang Ya's feet. Although they were not spirit rings that exceeded the ratio like those of Di Qiu'er and Tang Wutong, they were just two yellow, two purple and three black spirit rings, which is normal for a spirit saint. But this is still a spirit saint!

The third Soul Saint in this competition, and surprisingly, he is an evil Soul Master!

"Seriously, why are all three Soul Saints in this competition female Soul Masters? I'm so angry! Is this world ever going to get any better? When will we male Soul Masters ever be able to stand up for ourselves?!" In the audience, a hot-tempered guy suddenly threw the first punch that shocked the entire Douluo Continent.

The other spectators then realized that the three Soul Saints who had appeared in this competition so far were all female Soul Masters, each stronger than the last, with more terrifying Soul Ring ratios, and each more beautiful than the last.

The commanders were immediately thrown into a panic.

"That's right, when will we male Soul Masters be able to stand up again!"

"Hey other teams, step up your game! Don't let all the attention get drawn to the girls, stand up for yourselves!"

"Where's the male Soul Saint? Where's the male Soul Saint? Help him!"

Below the arena, Lin Yun, Xiao Hongchen, and Long Aotian were suddenly called upon, and Yan Feng's gloomy and indifferent face under his hood also twitched stiffly twice.

Xiao Hongchen pondered whether he should make a name for himself in the upcoming matches and bring honor to the team. Long Aotian glanced at the smiling Vina beside him, and a rare hint of helplessness appeared on his usually expressionless face.

Yan Feng, however, had no idea what to say.

Despite being a sect of evil spirit masters, the Holy Spirit Cult is known for its strict discipline and hierarchical system. No one dares to disobey it, much like no one in America dares to evade taxes. Although Yan Feng's teacher is Zhong Liwu, his status within the Holy Spirit Cult is far inferior to that of Tang Ya, the Blue Silver Saintess, so he has no intention of competing with her for attention.

Looking at Tang Ya on the arena, she strolled leisurely around the stage, surrounded by giant python-like Blue Silver King vines. With a casual wave of her hand, a large number of Blue Silver King vines lashed out at Bei Bei. The barbed vines tore through the air and slammed into the disheveled figure with a gust of wind.

"A cornered beast will fight on, only to court its own death." Yan Feng uttered these eight words in a cold tone.

Yes, Beibei is far too weak compared to Tang Ya now.

At the very beginning of the story, Bei Bei, who was already level 37, took Tang Ya to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts. At that time, Tang Ya had just broken through to the Soul Venerable level.

Six or seven years later, Beibei reached level 58, but Tang Ya had already broken through to the Soul Saint realm.

The mere suppression of cultivation level was enough to make Bei Bei breathless, not to mention that before this match, Bei Bei had already killed two evil soul masters and soul emperors who were far above her level, and her soul power was already exhausted.

He's still resisting, which is entirely due to Tang Ya showing him mercy.

Tang Ya didn't know why, but there was always a voice in her heart that was blocking her, like a nightmare murmuring in her ear, making her extremely annoyed. Naturally, the Blue Silver King she was drawing towards Bei Bei was also somewhat chaotic and agitated.

As the senior disciple of the Tang Sect, Bei Bei could easily dodge these random, ordinary attacks using his skillful Ghost Shadow Stalking technique.

When Tang Ya saw Bei Bei use Ghostly Shadows, the feeling of familiarity became even stronger. Her wildly whipping vines even made many mistakes, and some vines that were about to strike Bei Bei even stopped in mid-air in a strange way.

Beibei was overjoyed, and her gaze towards Tang Ya softened even more.

Even though they've taken control of you, do you still remember me, Xiaoya?

Bei Bei's burning gaze made Tang Ya almost afraid to meet his eyes, and her heart, which had long been cold and lifeless, began to beat wildly.

The power of being love-struck!

If Beibei were allowed to linger a little longer, it might actually awaken a part of Tang Ya's consciousness, allowing her to use her blurred rationality to fight against the mind-controlling poison that the Holy Spirit had taught her.

But...

Some people are unwilling.

"What are you hesitating about?" On the high platform, a man in black robes sitting next to Xu Tianran suddenly raised his head, revealing a resolute and square face under his hood, his thick eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"You've already become a saintess, yet you still resist because of your remaining rationality? Is it because of the person you're fighting?" A murderous intent flashed in Zhongli Wu's eyes.

"Dragon Emperor Breaker, descendant of Mu En, I originally intended to spare you out of respect for Uncle Dragon, but since you've chosen your own death, then pray for the Holy Emperor's forgiveness on your journey to the Yellow Springs!"

Yes, this person is the current leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, a level 98 Super Douluo Evil Soul Master, the son of Ye Xishui, and a modification expert whom even Lin Yun admires.

Tang Ya was his masterpiece of modification, and Zhongli Wu naturally had ways to deepen this control.

The strange mental fluctuations were transmitted out...

(End of this chapter)