Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

What's even more surprising is that the immense force was actually deflected back by the shield.

Xuanzi felt an overwhelming force return along the path of his attack, slamming into him. He groaned and staggered back several steps, leaving deep cracks in the arena floor beneath his feet.

The entire room fell silent.

In a stadium with a capacity of 100,000, not even a single breath could be heard.

Everyone stared blankly at the white-clad youth on the competition stage, at the twelve holy wings behind him that blotted out the sky, at the seven spirit rings—two purple, three black, and two red—slowly rotating beneath his feet, and at his figure that withstood a Super Douluo's attack without moving an inch.

Soul Saint.

A Soul Saint in his teens!

Moreover, what he withstood was not an ordinary attack, but a strike delivered with all his might by a level 98 Super Douluo.

Is that even human?

Xuanzi steadied himself, his face ashen, and his eyes held not only anger but also a hint of horror.

He, a dignified Super Douluo, was actually attacked and his face was deflected by a thirteen-year-old boy. This was even more humiliating than the day the Clear Sky Sect came to cause trouble.

"You little brat, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

It wasn't dark clouds obscuring the sun, but rather an extremely terrifying aura pressing down from the sky, causing the entire Soul Arena to tremble.

The audience in the stands began to scream. Some people collapsed to the ground, while others ran around covering their heads. The arena, which housed 100,000 people, instantly descended into chaos.

Xuanzi's expression changed completely.

He could sense that the owner of this aura was far stronger than him.

It's not just a little bit stronger, it's ridiculously strong.

Long Xiaoyao emerged from the shadows.

He walked slowly, not fast, but each step felt like it was pounding on Xuanzi's heart, making his blood surge.

Long Xiaoyao walked onto the competition stage, stood in front of Xu Yanli, lowered his head, looked at Xuanzi who was unable to move under the pressure, and said in a hoarse voice as if it had come from hell: "What, does Shrek Academy not want to lose?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an even more terrifying pressure erupted from him, pressing down directly on Xuanzi.

Xuanzi groaned, his legs went weak, and he knelt on one knee.

The phantom of the Taotie Divine Ox struggled desperately, but in the face of this oppressive force, it was like a chicken with its neck being choked, unable to even squawk.

Limit Douluo.

Xuanzi raised his head and stared intently at the masked man in front of him. His pupils contracted sharply, and his lips trembled for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

He recognized the aura.

Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao.

Shrek Academy's old rival, and also Moon's old friend.

Xuanzi gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to collapse, but the cold sweat on his body had already soaked through the back of his clothes.

He finally understood why Xu Yanli dared to be so arrogant and unrestrained in front of Shrek Academy.

Because behind him stood a Limit Douluo.

Long Xiaoyao looked down at Xuanzi, his eyes beneath the mask as calm as a stagnant pool, devoid of any emotion.

"The competition isn't over yet. Elder Xuanzi, are you going to concede defeat on behalf of Shrek Academy?" Long Xiaoyao's voice was still hoarse, but it carried an undeniable sense of pressure. "Or is it that Shrek Academy can't afford to lose and doesn't even intend to abide by the competition rules?"

Xuanzi's face turned a deep purplish-red, and his lips trembled for a long time, but in the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

He dared not say it.

The pressure of the Limit Douluo was pressing down on him. If he dared to say a word of dissent, Long Xiaoyao would definitely give him a lesson he would never forget.

In the stands, the Shrek teachers were all pale-faced and frozen in place, not daring to move.

The titled Douluo of the Sun Moon Empire stood at the entrance of the contestants' passage, arms crossed, looking on with anticipation for a good show.

Xu Yanli walked out from behind Long Xiaoyao, picked up the jade fan again, unfolded it with a "whoosh", and slowly waved it twice.

He walked up to Xuanzi, looking down at the Gluttonous Douluo of Shrek Academy, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Elder Xuanzi, I will remember your palm strike."

The voice wasn't loud, and the tone sounded quite gentle, but Xuanzi saw a chilling coldness in his calm eyes that sent shivers down his spine.

Xu Yanli didn't look at him again, turned around, and walked to Ma Xiaotao.

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao was still trapped by Xuanzi's soul power, and the phantom of the black phoenix was still struggling desperately, but in the end it was suppressed.

Chapter 128, the Final Round!!!

Ma Xiaotao's soul power was almost completely burned away by the black flames, and her body went limp, causing her to faint.

Seeing this, Xuanzi could no longer hold on. He struggled to his feet, picked up Ma Xiaotao, and turned to leave.

“This is Elder Xuan, the vice-captain of the Shrek Academy Inspection Team.” Xu Yanli’s voice came from behind.

Xuanzi paused, but didn't turn around.

Xu Yanli, fanning himself, slowly walked up to him, tilted his head to look at him, then glanced at Ma Xiaotao in his arms, and chuckled: "Students taught by Shrek Academy are indeed different. If they can't win, they lose control; if they lose control, they want to die together with their opponents. This teaching philosophy is truly admirable. Also, something seems off about this black color."

Xuanzi's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth, but seeing Ma Xiaotao's critical situation and the Dragon Emperor Douluo above, he dared not refute.

He carried Ma Xiaotao and walked off the competition stage without looking back.

The Shrek Academy teachers quickly surrounded him, asking all sorts of questions. Xuanzi didn't say a word, just waved his hand and hurriedly left the Soul Arena with his men.

In the stands, Shrek's supporters looked ashen-faced. No one could believe that Shrek Academy, once the best in the world, had fallen to such a state.

The participants from the Sun Moon Empire erupted in cheers, whistles, and applause, shaking the entire Soul Arena.

On the stands, Emperor Xu Jiawei of the Star Luo Empire looked grim as he gazed gravely at Long Xiaoyao in the sky. He knew he couldn't make a move this time.

"Your Majesty, my son is incompetent..."

Xu Jiawei's expression calmed down, but a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.

Xu Yanli stood on the competition stage, bathed in the cheers of 100,000 people, but his expression remained calm and indifferent.

He turned around, looked at the referee, and spoke in a low voice, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"In the next two-on-two match, our Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy concedes defeat."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Admit defeat?

They just crushed Shrek to a pulp, and now they're going to admit defeat?

The referee was also stunned and quickly asked, "Your Highness, are you sure?"

Xu Yanli nodded, his tone calm: "Confirmed."

He paused, then a faint smile appeared on his lips as he added, "Request to directly enter team battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the stands erupted in chaos once again.

"Is he crazy? Why would he throw away a perfectly good advantage and just concede a match?"

"Isn't this just handing our advantage over to Shrek Academy for nothing?"

"What do you know! He's going to defeat Shrek Academy fair and square in a team battle!"

Xu Yanli ignored the discussions in the stands and turned to walk up to Dai Yueheng.

At this moment, Dai Yueheng was still kneeling on the ground, his face pale, bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, and his body was badly injured.

He raised his head and looked at Xu Yanli warily, wondering what this carefree prince was up to now.

Xu Yanli glanced down at him and suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it inexplicably made Dai Yueheng feel uneasy.

“Young Master Dai,” Xu Yanli said casually, as if chatting about everyday matters, “Your Shrek Academy team battles will probably still need you, right?”

Dai Yueheng frowned deeply and remained silent.

Xu Yanli didn't care. He raised his hand, and his first soul ring lit up: Holy Prayer - Sun and Moon Light Healing.

A soft white light fell on him, and the internal injuries caused by the aftershocks of the Sun Wheel Slash healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of his broken soul meridians were also repaired.

Huo Yuhao still wants to give you a real beating.

"Both sides will rest for ten minutes, and the team battle will begin in ten minutes."

The ten-minute break passed in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yanli leaned back in the lounge chair, toying with the jade fan in his hand, slowly waving it, his eyes fixed on the map of Xingluo City on the wall, seemingly lost in thought.

Huo Yuhao stood in the corner, eyes closed and motionless, but his mental detection remained on, silently sensing every move of Shrek Academy.

Xiao Hongchen squatted on the ground, fiddling with his soul-guided cannons one by one, carefully checking each one to ensure it was in the best condition, without the slightest carelessness.

Meng Hongchen leaned against the window, her fingertips holding an ice needle. The cold air gradually condensed on the tip of the needle, forming fine frost flowers.

Ji Juechen sat in the most secluded shadow, clutching his sword tightly in his arms. He didn't utter a single word from beginning to end, but his hand remained firmly on the hilt of the sword, exuding a powerful aura of being ready to unleash his power.

Shen Muqing and Zhao Tiesheng sat in the back row. Shen Muqing's palm was filled with the pale green poisonous mist of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent, while Zhao Tiesheng's fingertips were surrounded by the auxiliary halo of the Snow Pear Blossom. Both of them had tense expressions, but the determination in their eyes could not be hidden at all.

There was also a hint of animosity towards Shrek Academy.

Old Ma stood at the door, looking at the young people in front of him. His lips moved several times, but in the end he didn't say anything encouraging. He just sighed softly.

He turned to look at Xu Yanli and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, have we finalized the tactics for the team battle?"

"Why bother with tactics?" Xu Yanli closed the jade fan, slowly stood up, and spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about what to have for dinner. "If we encounter them, we'll fight them however we feel like, just do what we want."

He walked to the door, glanced back at his teammates, and said casually, "Let's go, it's time to go on the field."

The contestants' tunnel was pitch black except for a blinding white light shining from the end. The cheers outside were deafening, rising in waves.

Xu Yanli walked at the front, his pace unhurried, his jade fan twirling between his fingers. His leisurely demeanor made him look more like he was strolling in the back garden than going to the finals.

Huo Yuhao followed behind him, head down, but his steps were very steady.

Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen walked side by side. The brother and sister exchanged a glance without speaking, but the fighting spirit in their eyes was already impossible to hide.