"Begin!"
With the referee's command, both teams sprang into motion.
Davis led the charge. Activating White Tiger Body Barrier and White Tiger Vajra Transformation simultaneously, his muscles surged once more, becoming the largest figure on the arena. His overwhelming presence eclipsed Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu entirely.
Without a doubt, he was the most powerful soul master on the field. Combined with the oppressive aura honed by years of being a leader, he was far beyond his frustrated younger brother. It was only because Ning Rongrong had used her first three enhancement abilities to buff Dai Mubai that he managed to slightly suppress Davis in raw stats.
Behind Davis, Zhu Zhuyun also sprang into action. Though tall and voluptuous, her speed was incredible. In the blink of an eye, she vanished from sight, leaving only a faint blur. The next instant, she reappeared right in front of control-type soul master Tang San.
Clearly, Tang San's brutal methods and impressive performance had drawn the full attention of the Star Luo Royal Team.
But Tang San seemed unfazed by her approach. Calmly, he spread his Blue Silver Grass across the arena. With the dual techniques of Purple Demon Eye and Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon, he could hold off several of the Star Luo team at once.
Clang!
A blur blocked Zhu Zhuyun mid-air—it was Zhu Zhuqing. The sisters' sharp claws clashed violently, sending sparks flying in every direction.
In terms of strength, Zhu Zhuqing was more than ten levels below Zhu Zhuyun. But she had Ning Rongrong backing her—Shrek Academy's unprecedented Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
With both a fixed-speed and a percentage-speed boost applied, Zhu Zhuqing's velocity doubled. For agility-type soul masters, speed was everything. While Zhu Zhuyun also received buffs, they couldn't compare to the number one support martial soul.
The two sisters collided like meteors, claw sparks bursting through the air with every clash.
Elsewhere, Xiao Wu was in fierce combat. Though only level 40, her rebirth as a 100,000-year soul beast gave her an extremely luxurious skillset: Her first two skills, Waist Bow and Charm, were standard. Her third skill, Teleportation, while limited to five meters, allowed her to strike from unexpected angles. Her fourth skill, Invincible Golden Body, was outright broken—it granted three seconds of absolute invincibility below god-level and doubled her strength.
With this toolkit, Xiao Wu danced among the Star Luo team, pairing perfectly with Tang San's omnipresent Blue Silver Grass and Ma Hongjun's aerial Phoenix Fire Line, plunging their enemies into chaos.
Within seconds, Tang San's vines had entangled five of the Star Luo members, excluding Davis and Zhu Zhuyun. Soul power and traces of life force surged into Tang San's body.
Feeling the familiar rush of vitality, a flush colored Tang San's face. He couldn't help but murmur, "Star Luo..."
He stopped mid-word, realizing his voice had become sharp and raspy. He immediately swallowed the rest and donned a serious expression.
Seeing their teammates bound and overwhelmed, Davis and Zhu Zhuyun exchanged a glance—they knew exactly what the other intended.
With a deafening tiger roar, Davis stepped back. His already transformed body swelled again. White fur laced with black stripes burst from his skin. Radiating dazzling white light, he looked like a giant upright tiger.
Zhu Zhuyun, meanwhile, bit her lip as a dark aura cloaked her body. Her figure flickered, vanishing to appear beside Davis.
Seeing their transformation, Tang San's expression changed drastically. Controlling his Blue Silver Grass to intercept them, he shouted in a sharp voice, "This is bad! It's a Martial Soul Fusion Skill! Stop them—Fatty, fire the Phoenix Fire Line!!"
Though the Blue Tyrant team had anticipated Davis and Zhu Zhuyun might use a Fusion Skill, they hadn't expected it to happen so abruptly. With years of experience working together, their fusion speed was beyond imagination.
Before Tang San even finished shouting, the auras of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger and Netherworld Civet fully merged.
In the next moment, everyone on the field felt a shuddering wave of energy.
Davis and Zhu Zhuyun vanished, replaced by a massive white tiger. It was completely transparent, its white fur marked with black stripes, violet eyes glowing coldly as it stared down the Blue Tyrant team.
Martial Soul Fusion Skills weren't simply additive—two identical martial souls might not fuse. True fusion required complementarity and synergy. And the Light-attributed Evil-Eyed White Tiger with the Dark-attributed Netherworld Civet was one of the rare, inheritable fusion combinations.
Dai Mubai, clad in his martial soul, stood bravely before the colossal transparent tiger—ten meters long and over three meters tall. Compared to this monstrous beast, he looked pitifully small.
Trying to prevent a fusion of his own with Zhu Zhuqing, the Netherworld White Tiger instantly raised a claw and swiped.
Despite its size, it moved with terrifying speed. Only a blur could be seen before a dull thud rang out—Dai Mubai had vanished from the arena.
The giant white tiger held its head high with pride, fully embodying the majesty of the jungle king.
In mere seconds, it swept the field—knocking Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and even the airborne Ma Hongjun off the stage. Xiao Wu, despite her teleportation and Invincible Golden Body, was hit by the tail while her skill was on cooldown and sent flying out as well.
Just like how the three geniuses had summoned the Golden Sacred Dragon to contend with the weakest Title Douluo, Dugu Bo, this fusion skill overwhelmed all Soul Ancestor-level enemies with brutal ease.
The healer Jiang Zhu had no time to react. With the field cleared, she too disappeared in an instant.
Fortunately, after several breaths of all-out rampage, the Netherworld White Tiger vanished, and Davis and Zhu Zhuyun reappeared on the arena.
Zhu Zhuyun collapsed from soul power exhaustion. Davis wasn't faring much better—having already spent a large amount of energy, and dealing with the elusive Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu had drained him. His body was running on fumes, most enhancements already gone.
"Only you two support types remain. I don't want to hit women. Just surrender with dignity," Davis declared, striding toward them.
He wasn't bluffing. Even without soul skills, a top-tier battle soul master like him could easily crush two frail support-type girls with his bare hands.
Jiang Zhu looked toward Ning Rongrong uncertainly, her eyes full of hesitation.
Though panic filled Ning Rongrong's gaze, and sweat dampened her temples, she raised her chin proudly and shouted, "If you want me, Ning Rongrong, to surrender, then beat me first!"
With that, her Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda glowed brilliantly. The first three soul rings flashed twice—power, speed, and defense enhancements applied in both fixed and percentage modes—stacked entirely on herself.
In the world of Douluo, soul masters and their martial souls often influenced one another. Just like how Gu Rong eventually became a skeleton due to his Bone Dragon, or how Clear Sky Sect soul masters were innately powerful due to the sheer weight of their hammers.
With all enhancements applied to herself, Ning Rongrong's pagoda grew heavier, faster, and sturdier. Though still less destructive than the Clear Sky Hammer or Seven Kill Sword, it now surpassed ordinary tool-type martial souls in impact.
"Davis, take this—Pagoda Crushes the World!" she shouted.
With a flick, the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda soared through the air, flying directly toward Davis.
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In the VIP area, Ning Fengzhi turned to Yu Tianming in confusion. "Pagoda Crushes the World? Tianming, when did Rongrong get this kind of skill? Did you give her a soul bone?"
Yu Tianming suppressed a laugh. "Uncle Ning, it's a self-created soul skill. Just watch the results."
"Nonsense..." Ning Fengzhi muttered as he watched the pagoda hurtling through the air.
Davis scoffed and raised a hand to slap it aside.
But to his surprise, the pagoda veered midair in a perfect arc, dodged the exhausted Davis, and struck the back of his head.
Stunned by the pagoda's speed, Davis felt a sharp pain at the back of his skull—and everything went black.
"A self-created soul skill? She just... threw the pagoda at him. That's a soul skill?" Ning Fengzhi muttered, eyes twitching.
But Ning Rongrong didn't share his dismay. Looking over the field, she saw Davis unconscious, Zhu Zhuyun passed out from exhaustion, and the remaining five teammates drained by Tang San's soul-sucking vines—fates uncertain.
Suppressing her grin, she thought, 'I may hide in the back as a support soul master... but who doesn't want to be a battle soul master that rules the world? I just evolved my martial soul—and this chance fell right into my lap.'
Turning her back on the VIP stand where her father sat, she raised the colorful pagoda and declared in a cool, ethereal voice, "If Heaven hadn't birthed me, Ning Rongrong, support-type soul masters would be shrouded in eternal night. Referee, may I declare the outcome now?"
Only then did the referee snap out of it. Professionally trained, he shouted to the audience:
"All soul masters from Star Luo Royal Academy are incapacitated. From Blue Tyrant Academy, Ning Rongrong and Jiang Zhu remain. I declare Blue Tyrant Academy victorious!!"
Despite the venue being filled with Spirit Hall affiliates, an uproar of exclamations erupted from the stands.
Xue Qinghe beamed at Ning Fengzhi, praising with a laugh, "Rongrong truly is confident. The Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is powerful indeed—I didn't expect her to knock out Davis like that."
Though Ning Fengzhi was proud of his daughter's power, the image of her using the family's sacred martial soul as a projectile dampened his enthusiasm.
Amidst the clamor, one figure remained silent—the red-robed bishop representing Spirit Hall on the judges' panel. His eyes stayed locked on Tang San, narrowing slowly...
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Hours later, a fully recovered Davis confronted Dai Mubai once more.
But this time, Dai Mubai's usual despair and hesitation were gone. He met Davis's gaze with blazing confidence and spoke coldly, "You may be older, but I won this match."
"Hmph. You only won thanks to the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and that weird plant guy Tang San. You're far from catching up to me. In the battles to come, I won't hold back."
But Dai Mubai scoffed with disdain. "Davis, can't you see the difference in our talent? From the moment you lost today, you'll never be my equal again. My innate soul power surpasses yours—I'll continue to grow while you fall further behind."
Watching Davis's darkened expression, Dai Mubai felt freer than ever—like the true king of the jungle, unrestrained and unstoppable.
(End of Chapter)
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