Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

All seven members of Thunder Academy were Soul Masters, with their martial souls primarily based on the lightning attribute. They formed a well-organized formation and cooperated seamlessly.

Blazing Fire Academy also has seven Soul Masters, whose martial souls are mainly fire-attribute, and their fighting style is fierce and their attacks are aggressive.

At the referee's command, Blazing Fire Academy launched the first attack.

Three powerful attack-type Soul Masters attacked simultaneously, their flames condensing into three fire dragons that rushed towards Thunder Academy's formation from three directions.

The flames were blazing, and the heat was intense; even the stands could feel the scorching heat.

The leader of Thunder Academy remained calm. He raised his right hand, and the Thunder Eagle Martial Soul appeared behind him, its wings spreading out and crackling with electricity.

"Thunder Array—Activate!"

Seven students from Thunder Academy simultaneously unleashed their soul skills, seven bolts of lightning shooting out from their bodies and intertwining in mid-air to form a giant electric net, blocking all three fire dragons.

Flames collided with lightning, unleashing a deafening roar that shattered the stone slabs on the arena, sending debris flying everywhere.

The captain of Blazing Fire Academy gritted his teeth and shouted, "Break!"

The three fire-attribute Soul Masters simultaneously unleashed their soul power, condensing flames into a gigantic fire lion that lunged at the electric net.

The fire lion collided with the electric grid, lightning and flames intertwined, and a huge crater exploded in the center of the arena.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Thunder Academy's mouth, but his gaze remained calm.

"Thunder Formation—Transform!"

As the seven moved simultaneously, the electric grid suddenly contracted, transforming into countless lightning snakes that pounced on the seven members of Blazing Fire Academy from all directions.

The lightning bolt was incredibly fast. The students of Blazing Academy had no time to react before they were struck by the lightning, paralyzed, and collapsed to the ground.

Thunder Academy wins.

It took 23 minutes.

The murmurs from the stands grew louder.

"The Thunder Academy team has excellent teamwork."

"That's right, all seven of them were Soul Masters, and they managed to defeat Blazing Fire Academy."

"The Spirit Hall has Soul Kings. No matter how strong Thunder Academy is, they will have to kneel when they encounter a Soul King."

Emperor Xueye looked at the scene and suddenly spoke up: "Thunder Academy is not bad."

Xue Qinghe was taken aback: "Father, they are just the Soul Sect..."

Emperor Xueye shook his head: "The Soul Sect is not scary. What's scary is that seven people are of one mind."

"Look at their formation. They move like one person, attack like one person, and defend like one person."

"This kind of tacit understanding cannot be developed overnight."

He paused, his gaze falling on the twelve-year-old boy in the Spirit Hall's seat.

"But the Spirit Hall also has someone who knows how to train teams."

The next few matches were uneventful.

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy faced off against the Star Luo Royal Academy. Both teams were Soul Masters, and the battle was fierce and evenly matched. In the end, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy won by a narrow margin.

The leader of Star Luo Royal Academy was a 24-year-old Soul Master with the Martial Soul White Tiger. He fought fiercely, but the team from Heaven Dou Royal Academy had better teamwork and seized an opening to win in one strike.

In the afternoon, the fourth match was between Spirit Hall Academy and Barak Academy.

The atmosphere in the stands suddenly became tense.

Everyone knows that the Spirit Hall Academy has a Spirit King—Zhao Tiezhu, level 51, whose Spirit is the Iron-Spine Wolf.

Barak Academy, on the other hand, is filled with Soul Masters, the highest level of which is only forty-two.

The seven students from Barak Academy stood on one side of the arena, wearing khaki team uniforms. The leader, Soul Master, was covered in sweat, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat a single step.

Zhao Tiezhu stood on the other side of the ring, looking at his fellow villagers opposite him, and scratched his head.

He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't try to persuade them to give up.

He knew that for a Soul Master, admitting defeat was more shameful than losing.

"start!"

The ground trembled when Zhao Tiezhu took a step.

He didn't use his full strength, but activated his fourth soul skill—the phantom of the Iron-Spine Wolf appeared behind him, its howl shaking the heavens.

He moved like a mountain, crushing down on the Barak Academy's formation.

The leader of the Barak Academy team gritted his teeth and said, "Stop him!"

Two defensive Soul Masters attacked simultaneously, placing an earthen wall and an ice shield in front of Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu unleashed a punch, shattering the earthen wall and collapsing the ice shield. Two defensive Soul Masters were sent flying by the force of the punch and crashed off the stage.

"Too fast..." someone murmured in the stands.

Liu Ruyan followed closely behind, with the Flame Sparrow leaping on her shoulder. With a wave of her hands, the flames transformed into countless fiery feathers, which rained down on the Barak Academy formation.

Fire Feather precisely bypassed Zhao Tiezhu and landed at the feet of the Barak Academy students, exploding into bursts of flames.

The students of Barak Academy scattered in disarray, their formation thrown into chaos.

Shen Han made a move.

Instead of launching a wide-ranging attack like Liu Ruyan, he transformed into an ice shadow and silently cut deep into the Barak Academy's formation.

His Ice Wolf Martial Soul combines the coldness of ice with the ferocity of a wolf; chilling energy condenses around him, transforming into a pair of icy claws.

With a single swipe of his claw, the air condensed into frost wherever the chilling aura passed.

Three students from Barak Academy were struck by the cold air, their bodies stiffening and unable to move.

Sun Fang and Sun Fei's vines sprouted from the ground and tightly bound the remaining two trainees.

The vines were covered in sharp thorns, which made the two men grimace, but they couldn't break free.

Han Qing emerged from the shadows, placing a claw on the back of the neck of the Barak Academy leader. "Don't move."

The leader of the Barak Academy team froze.

He slowly raised his hands and said with a wry smile, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

The entire arena erupted in cheers. In less than three minutes, the Spirit Hall Academy had ended the battle.

Seven wins out of seven games, unmatched by anyone.

Zhao Tiezhu withdrew his fist, walked up to the leader of the Barak Academy team, and extended his hand. "Well played."

The team leader from Barak Academy was taken aback, grasped his hand, and said with a wry smile, "You guys aren't here to compete, you're here to cause trouble."

Zhao Tiezhu chuckled: "Our Holy Son said, friendship comes first, competition second."

In the stands, Emperor Xueye silently watched the arena, and after a long while, he sighed.

Xue Qinghe asked softly, "Father?"

Emperor Xueye shook his head and remained silent. What could he say? This generation of the Spirit Hall was stronger than he had imagined.

One Soul King led six Soul Masters, and the seven of them worked together seamlessly, like one person.

While other academies are still struggling to gather seven Soul Masters, the Spirit Hall is already able to crush them with Soul Kings.

At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's seat, Sword Douluo Chen Xin opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the tall, slender figure at the Spirit Hall's seat.

"Old Bone, did you see that?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong nodded: "I see, it's not those seven children who are strong, it's the person behind them who is strong."

Chen Xin remained silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"The Qian Gu family has produced a remarkable figure."

From his seat in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, Yu Yuanzhen watched the arena with a blank expression.

His gaze shifted from Zhao Tiezhu to the twelve-year-old boy in the Spirit Hall's seat.

The son of Qian Gu Ling Feng and Qian Gu Xiao Ye, and the grandson of Qian Gu Xiong Feng.

His fingers tightened slightly, then slowly loosened.

He recalled events from many years ago, the man wielding the dragon-patterned staff, the massacre, and the bloodshed of over three hundred members of the Qian Gu family.

That man's grandson has grown up now.

Chapter 112 Tang Hao's Arrival

He was only twelve years old, yet he was already a Soul Saint.

What will he be like when he grows up a bit more?

He dared not think.

As the sun set, the first day of the competition came to an end.

The Spirit Hall Academy advanced with a perfect record of seven wins out of seven matches, making them invincible.

In the main room of the villa, Ling Feng stood by the window, looking at the lights of the stadium in the distance.

Qian Renxue walked to his side and said softly, "You won beautifully today."

Ling Feng nodded: "It's alright."

"Aren't you going to praise them?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment: "I'll praise you after we win the final."

Qian Renxue looked at him and suddenly smiled: "You're more nervous than they are."

Ling Feng did not deny it.

He looked into the distance, towards the arena, where his team, his opponents, and his future lay.

“Thunder Academy is not bad,” he suddenly said.

Qian Renxue nodded: "The seven of them worked together very well."

Ling Feng was silent for a moment, then said softly, "But it's not enough."