Douluo: The Demon Swordsman of Tianshui Academy

Chapter 113 Sisterly War
"Fuck, what a joke..."

Looking at the figure surrounded by seven soul rings, like the Ice Lord, Davis felt his throat dry and couldn't help swallowing.

He had never thought that a Soul Sage would appear in a Soul Master Competition where the age limit was under 25 years old.

Moreover, this soul ring configuration is really too unreasonable, right?
Davis no longer had the will to fight.

If it weren't for his special status and the fact that he couldn't afford to lose without a fight, he would have wanted to surrender now.

After all, they don't even have a Soul King, so how can they fight a Soul Sage with two hundred thousand year soul rings?

Zhu Zhuyun also opened her mouth slightly, and the two huge fruits on her chest kept rising and falling because of her uneasy mood, which made people look at her sideways.

Zhuqing, is this the man you chose?

This was not the first time Zhu Zhuyun met Meng Qiu.

When we first met, Mengqiu had already shown her amazing talent.

But Zhu Zhuyun never expected that when they met again, this man's horror still made her stunned.

In a corner of the viewing area
The three members of the golden generation of the Spirit Hall, who had originally wanted to find out about the enemy situation of their strongest opponent, the Tianshui Team, now had different expressions on their faces.

"So, this is our final opponent?"

Yan's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten bitter melon.

Even as proud as he was, he had to admit that they had no chance of winning in the face of such a glaring gap.

The Soul King fights the Soul Saint, what's the point of this?

Xie Yue pursed her lips, her expression bitter.

If he were a Soul Emperor, he wouldn't be like this, at least he would still have the strength to fight.

After all, they had a precedent of defeating Soul Emperors by relying on their martial soul fusion skills.

But for Soul Saint, the gap is too big.

The true form of the martial soul is a huge watershed.

What’s more, this Soul Sage is not an ordinary Soul Sage, but a top-level Soul Sage with two hundred thousand year soul rings!

Xie Yue was silent for a long time, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Brother Xieyue, where are you going?" Yan asked puzzledly.

"Things that should be prepared for going to Death Mountains." Xie Yue answered rather simply.

After seeing Meng Qiu's seven spirit rings, he no longer had any thoughts of winning the game.

Since I can't win anyway, I might as well just prepare to accept the punishment for failure.

"That makes sense." Yan nodded and prepared to leave with Xie Yue.

"You two..." Looking at the two people who had no intention of fighting and were already preparing to accept punishment, Hu Liena understood but was still speechless.

The Spirit Hall's golden generation, which was highly expected, was ready to accept failure without even fighting. This was really inappropriate.

Hu Liena opened her red lips slightly, held her forehead and said, "There's no need to be so pessimistic."

"The teacher told me that Tianshui, the little ice god, will not participate in this final."

"real?!"

Upon hearing this, Yan and Xie Yue stopped in their tracks, and their mood seemed to climb from hell to heaven in an instant.

"Really." Hu Liena nodded affirmatively.

"It may be because of the special relationship between the Ice Spirit Hall and the Worship Hall that the little Ice God made this decision."

"Otherwise, we don't even have to fight, and just let the Tianshui team go up and receive the award."

Hu Liena spread her hands and said.

A general gap will arouse people's desire to catch up.

But this chasm-like gap only makes them numb and desperate.

Whether it was Hu Liena, Yan or Xie Yue, none of them could even think of comparing themselves with Meng Qiu.

On the competition stage
The women in Tianshui also showed pride on their faces.

Shui Bing'er, in particular, couldn't help but smile a little when she saw Meng Qiu's high-spirited look. Are you envious?

She had never been so proud when she defeated seven members of the Blazing Academy team alone.

As the focus of everyone's attention, Meng Qiu ignored the reactions from all sides.

Frost without Snow floated in front of him with a sharp chill, his red eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile rose on his handsome face:

"Come on, prove to me that you are not a waste."

No, I won’t prove it. I just admit that I’m a waste, okay?

Davis was in tears.

This proves nothing.

Just based on the momentum, he has no intention of taking action. What can he use to prove it?

With such a huge gap, even if white flour was available, it would still not be possible to steam it, right?
The only solution now is to rely on the martial soul fusion technique.

Davis turned his gaze to Zhu Zhuyun.

"Zhuyun, for the sake of the royal family, please cooperate."

This woman has ignored him all these years, not even having basic physical contact with him, let alone the fusion of martial souls.

Whether it can be successfully performed is a big problem.

Davis could only hope that Zhu Zhuyun would be willing to give him some face and cooperate for the sake of saving some face for the Xingluo royal family.

Feeling Davis' gaze, a hint of disgust clearly flashed in Zhu Zhuyun's beautiful eyes.

Davis has not done much better than Dai Mubai over the years.

Originally, Zhu Zhuyun shouldn't have cared much about these things.

After all, although Davis was good at playing tricks, it was nothing among the nobles.

It's just that she had met someone who amazed her in her early years, so Zhu Zhuyun's disgust for Davis was magnified exponentially.

This is also the reason why she has been ignoring Davis all these years and has not even tried the soul fusion technique.

Now Davis is using the reputation of the Xingluo Royal Family as a threat, wanting her to cooperate in the fusion of martial souls. Zhu Zhuyun is extremely conflicted.

Deep down, she certainly didn't want to have any contact with Davis.

But in this situation, if she openly rejected Davis, it would be tantamount to slapping the face of Xingluo Royal.

She is not Zhu Zhuqing, and she does not have the support of the Ice Spirit Palace behind her.

The Zhu family didn't care about their offspring at all. Once the Xingluo royal family held them accountable, the Zhu family would definitely throw her out without hesitation.

Zhu Zhuyun gritted his teeth and took a deep look at Meng Qiu, who was like the King of Ice across from him, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

Fortunately, she didn't need to continue to be embarrassed.

I saw a snow-white sword falling from the sky and standing in front of Davis, only a few centimeters away from his body.

"You want to perform a martial soul fusion technique right in front of me. Don't you think too highly of me?"

Meng Qiu supported his face with one hand, half leaning on the frozen throne made of condensed ice, his eyes slightly narrowed, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

He raised his hand slightly, and ice walls rose from the ground, dividing the entire arena into many areas.

"Zhu Qing, go ahead and resolve the obsession in your heart."

Meng Qiu deliberately assigned Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun to the same area.

He had no intention of taking action, but wanted to give Zhu Zhuqing a chance to resolve her own knot.

"Brother Mengqiu, thank you."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded heavily and turned his gaze in the direction of Zhu Zhuyun.

Zhu Zhuyun's charming face still had that bright smile:
"Come on, Zhuqing, let your sister see your progress."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't waste any words, his martial spirit possessed his body, and he rushed towards Zhu Zhuyun to kill him.

The two black lights instantly entangled together.

(End of this chapter)