Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Dai Mubai recognized this move.

"Wow, so that's how Teacher Zhao was defeated? Even if he suppressed his strength to lose, it still proves the power of this move!"

"Moreover, the opponent was also poisoned. I just don't know if this is the effect of Ning Rongrong's soul skill, or if the opponent's spikes were poisonous on their own," Tang San added.

"Poison? Was Rongrong poisoned?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked with concern.

Tang San's heart sank.

No.

He was certain that Ning Rongrong showed no signs of poisoning whatsoever.

But he didn't accept it.

How can Ning Rongrong, who can purify other people's poison, purify her own?

The poison must be really bad!

"The other party's poison failed to harm Ning Rongrong."

Tang San gave this answer.

The perspective returns to the Soul Fighting Arena.

Liu Jia recovered and raised his head.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's grinning face, a feeling of disgust welled up inside him.

But as he came to his senses, he began to have doubts again.

Why is that...?

why……

Liu Jia was born into an ordinary family; his parents were both ordinary working-class people. At the age of six, he awakened the Ghost Vine Martial Soul with innate level 5 soul power.

He was talented and hardworking. At the age of 9, he reached level 10 and obtained his first spirit ring. At 15, he reached level 20 and obtained his second spirit ring. At 25, he reached level 30 and obtained his third spirit ring.

He was considered a genius within his family.

But the good times are not long.

At the age of 33, both his parents were diagnosed with terminal illnesses and became bedridden at home. Liu Jia spent all of the family's savings and borrowed a lot more to keep them alive. But at the same time, he also had to earn money through the Great Soul Arena.

As the two elders' illnesses worsened, Liu Jia's income from the Great Soul Arena gradually became insufficient to cover their medical expenses. He could only borrow more and more to repay his debts. Finally, after an unexpected failure, the debt collectors came knocking on his door.

It was from that time on that he forced himself to become stronger and stronger, because only by winning could he save the two elders.

Chapter 21 The Great Soul Arena, Liu Jiayi's Unexpected Change

So Liu Jia kept fighting and getting stronger.

However, human talent is limited, and he had to accept that fact. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't overcome the hurdle of defeat.

Then came the scene from a few chapters ago where they were hiding from their debt collectors...

"Prove it to me."

The man in the black robe spoke to him and handed him a pill.

The pill was also completely black, and it faintly emitted an unpleasant odor.

"This is?"

"Swallow it and gain power."

Seeing that there was no other way, Liu Jia swallowed the pill.

In an instant, he felt his whole body brimming with power. But even so, no, it should be said that precisely because of this, he sensed the immense power of the man before him.

The man in front of her was definitely not someone she, a mere foot soldier, could contend with.

"how do you feel?"

"I feel full of energy."

Liu Jia answered truthfully, noticing the black mist emanating from his hands.

"This pill is still in the research and development stage. It has side effects such as causing mental breakdown and physical wounds, but I think these are nothing compared to gaining power, right?"

The man in the black robe spoke, then let out another strange laugh.

Liu Jia nodded.

Of course not.

Of course not... right?

In the following days, he was almost undefeated in the Grand Arena, occasionally losing control and seriously injuring a few people. Some of them went back to recover, while others died despite medical treatment.

This has nothing to do with him; it's because his opponent was less skilled.

Liu Jia tried to comfort himself, but the strangeness of the pills only grew stronger. Fortunately, the daily dose of the pills gradually improved, his strength increased, and he earned enough to cover his parents' medical expenses…

Seeing the wounds appearing on his body and his mind beginning to wander, Liu Jiayi lost his composure once again.

He remembered the expressions on his parents' faces when they last saw him go crazy after missing a game; it was a look of terror, as if they had seen a monster.

When I go crazy, I seem to feel a deep loathing for everything in the world. Why is that? Why is that...?

Do you crave power?

The black-robed man's voice rang in Liu Jiayi's ear, and Liu Jiayi felt as if something was growing on his body.

"Power...no, no, quick, run—"

He roared, his eyes losing their luster.

His body split open in several places, from which grew strangely shaped vines. The vines continued to grow, gradually covering a quarter of the Soul Arena. At the same time, white mist emanated from his body, spreading precisely to the outer perimeter of the entire Soul Arena and even pushing the referee away.

Amidst the swirling white mist, the distorted outline finally became completely clear. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm floated up, and the bright white light had barely shone for a moment when she was startled by the terrifying sight before her.

Liu Jiayi was no longer recognizable as human.

He was unrecognizable; his features were twisted and dislocated by the vines, his eye sockets were pushed out by two thick vines, and semi-transparent purple sacs bloomed at the top. His arms and hands had disappeared, replaced by thick vines with blade-like tips. His legs were stuck in the stone slab of the Soul Battle Platform, with roots penetrating deep into the cracks. His skin and flesh were torn in many places, and there was no blood in the deep cracks that exposed the bone. Only dark green and dark purple vines sprouted out, their bodies shiny and covered with fine barbs. When they wriggled slightly, the sound of the barbs scraping against the bones was chilling.

Flesh and vines intertwined to form a grotesque behemoth, with the tips of the vines all aimed at Ning Rongrong.

"Shh!"

The vine grazed Ning Rongrong's cheek, leaving a cut. If she hadn't dodged in time, a deeper wound could have disfigured her.

[The Fallen One, Liu Jiayi, Level 38]

Lu Ma hadn't seen such a notification message in a long time, at least two hours.

"It's a boss battle? What a coincidence!"

The real Ning Rongrong was also awakened from her near-death dream by this sound.

She can't wake herself up with her own voice, but other people's voices might. Lu Ma's voice is special; it can wake her up if you make noise at a certain time.

She opened her eyes and saw the monster in front of her, and trembled with fear.

What is this now...?

Why are you always fighting monsters that are way above your level, like the Man-Faced Spider? Is that right?

But she suddenly realized that she wasn't so afraid after all.

Have you gotten used to it? That's really pathetic.

she thought.

"What's going on!"

In the stands, countless people were dissatisfied. But upon closer reflection, it didn't seem to be the Grand Arena's fault; the referee had even been forced to leave the arena.

"An unexpected situation has occurred at the Great Soul Arena. All matches are suspended! To reiterate, an unexpected situation has occurred at the Great Soul Arena. All matches are suspended!"

An official announcement was made, staff arranged for the audience to evacuate, and matches in other major arenas were forcibly suspended.

Staff members have already attempted to enter the white fog, but they are unable to break through the barrier.

Some of the contestants, though initially angry, abandoned their thoughts of resistance and obediently withdrew upon seeing this scene.

"What the hell is this?!"

Flander stood beside the white mist and kicked it a few times, but the barrier didn't budge.

He had already tried many soul skills much earlier.

To tell you a joke, he arrived outside the Soul Arena the instant he saw the white mist, but the barrier was already there. The white mist wasn't part of the barrier; it was something that prevented outsiders from observing what was inside, just like the white mist in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"This gentleman..."

"Shut up, my students are still inside!"

Flander pounded on the barrier.

In the stands, only the six Shrek members remained, each one filled with trepidation.

What's going on?

Tang San racked his brains but still couldn't figure out what was going on; the master hadn't told him anything about it.

Moreover, even Dean Flander couldn't do anything about this white mist. It was something that could make a Soul Saint wary, something that a Soul Douluo could do, or even something that a Title Douluo could do.

It happened silently, right under their noses.

who is it?

"Something has to be done!"

Dai Mubai quickly grasped the situation and said those words, but he didn't know what else he could do.

Yes, if even Flanders can't handle it, what can they do?

"Black aura."

Zhu Zhuqing called out.

"The moment that person turned into a monster, I saw black mist."