Douluo Jueshi: Picking up Firefly at the Beginning

Chapter 295 Angry Xuan Zi
"Hmph!" Xuan Zi snorted coldly, his voice filled with anger and helplessness.

He slowly turned around and walked to Tang San and the others with heavy steps. His eyes fell on the deceased Ma Hongjun. The once vibrant life was now lifeless. Xuanzi's eyes were full of grief and regret. He sighed softly and said, "Let's freeze his body first. After the competition is over, we will take him back to the academy for burial."

His voice was a little low and hoarse. He had not expected Ma Hongjun's death. Moreover, Ma Hongjun had a special identity, which made him feel very heavy.

"Is this matter just going to end like this?"

Liu Erlong had been immersed in grief, but when she heard Xuanzi's words, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes burning with rage, like two burning flames.

The resentment in her heart could no longer be suppressed like a volcanic eruption. Crimson flames instantly gushed out of her body, and her soul rings appeared one by one. The soul power in her right hand quickly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, a lifelike flaming dragon head was formed, emitting rolling heat waves.

Then she shouted loudly and punched towards Tang Ya.

The sound of a dragon's roar resounded throughout the arena, causing pain in everyone's eardrums. A fire dragon wrapped in blazing flames swooped down towards Zhongli Wu and Tang Ya like an arrow.

The flames were extremely fierce, igniting the air wherever they passed, making crackling sounds, as if they were going to burn everything to ashes.

"Humph, a mere Soul Saint, seeking death."

Zhongli Wu's face instantly turned cold, like frost in the cold winter, without a trace of warmth. He raised his right hand slightly, his movements were gentle but full of endless contempt. He lightly tapped his fingertips, and a dark red needle appeared out of thin air.

This thin needle seems inconspicuous, but the moment it appears, it cuts through the sky and makes a sharp whistling sound.

It was like a poisonous snake, instantly piercing through the surging fire dragon. Not only that, the needle continued to move forward, shooting straight towards Liu Erlong's eyebrows.

In an instant, a dark red light flashed by, so fast that people had almost no time to react.

The originally ferocious fire dragon collapsed instantly under the impact of the dark red light, turning into countless sparks floating in the air.

Liu Erlong seemed to be under a spell, frozen in place, watching the dark red needle getting closer and closer at an extremely fast speed, her eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"Two dragons!"

"Teacher Erlong!"

Yu Xiaogang and the others were shocked when they saw this and cried out in surprise.

At this critical moment, a ray of silver moonlight descended from the sky like a divine weapon without any warning.

The moonlight was pure and soft, yet contained great power, precisely blocking the path of the dark red needle.

With a light "ding" sound, the fine needle was successfully blocked. At the same time, Zhang Lexuan's figure appeared in front of Liu Erlong. Her body was yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red. The eight soul rings on her body shone in turn, emitting a powerful aura.

Her eyes were solemn as she stared at Zhongli Wu closely. Only then did Xuanzi react as if waking from a dream.

He suddenly turned around, his eyes wide open, staring at Zhongli Wu, the anger in his eyes almost devouring him.

He shouted, "How dare you kill someone from Shrek Academy in front of me?"

The incident just now was too sudden. He never expected that Liu Erlong would suddenly attack in anger, and he never expected that Zhongli Wu would be so unscrupulous and not give him any face, and directly kill Liu Erlong.

If Zhang Lexuan had not reacted quickly and acted in time, Liu Erlong would probably have turned into a cold corpse like Ma Hongjun. How could Xuanzi not be angry?

Zhongli Wu raised his lips in a mocking arc and said coldly, "She took the initiative to attack me, and I was just defending myself. So, what do you mean, people from Shrek Academy can hurt others at will, and if others fight back, it's considered a murder?"

He looked fearless, with a provocative glint in his dark red eyes.

Xuan Zi was so angry that his entire body was shaking violently, his anger threatening to consume him. He pointed his finger directly at Zhongli Wu, his hand trembling uncontrollably. Each tremor revealed the uncontrollable rage within him. "Good, very good, very good! Shrek Academy has stood tall in the spirit master world for many years, and we are not weaklings to be bullied at will!"

After saying that, Xuan Zi roared angrily, shaking the entire stadium. Along with the roar, the clothes on his upper body instantly tore into countless strips of cloth and flew everywhere.

His body swelled rapidly, his muscles bulged like steel, and were filled with explosive power.

A pair of massive horns suddenly sprouted from above his head, gleaming with a metallic sheen, as if they could easily tear through space. Behind him, the shadow of a massive, earth-yellow divine bull slowly emerged, emanating an ancient and profound aura.

At the same time, nine soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red, lit up one after another and were put on his body in an orderly manner.

A pressure as heavy as a mountain, centered on Xuanzi, spread out in all directions like a tide, instantly covering the entire conference hall.

Everyone present felt their breathing suddenly stop, as if a pair of invisible giant hands were tightly strangling their throats.

The body also became extremely stiff, and every movement required great effort, as if it were under a spell of immobilization.

"Is this the power of a Titled Douluo at level ninety-eight? Uncle Jian, what do you think?" Ning Fengzhi frowned, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

He hurriedly summoned his soul power, forming a faint soul power barrier around him, trying his best to resist Xuan Zi's overwhelming soul power pressure.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was standing with his arms folded across his chest with a calm expression.

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Xuan Zi closely. His eyes revealed a hint of solemnity, but more of it was confidence. "He is indeed very strong. His strength should not be underestimated. However, my Seven Killing Sword is not in vain. Even though my soul power level is one level lower than his, if we really fight, I have the confidence to fight him."

However, at this point, a hint of worry flashed in Chen Xin's eyes. He tilted his head slightly, looked in the direction of Zhongli Wu, and whispered, "But that Imperial Master is an evil soul master. His methods are strange and varied. He should be very difficult to deal with. I'm not sure I can handle him."

Bibi Dong sat on the podium, ignoring Xuan Zi's powerful pressure. She crossed her jade-white legs, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, watching the farce in the field with great interest.

At the same time, her eyes scanned the conference hall inconspicuously, keenly observing the strong people in every corner.

This observation really led her to an unexpected discovery. She noticed that on a very hidden roof, there was a white-haired old man standing. The old man was thin, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind. He looked ordinary, but Bibi Dong could feel that there was an unfathomable power hidden in him.

In addition, there was a strange woman in the stands who was particularly eye-catching. She was wearing a purple long dress, her skin was whiter than snow, and there was an evil aura between her eyebrows.

Bibi Dong felt a familiar aura from her. That aura was cold and evil, exactly the aura of Rakshasa God.

These two people, like two bombs hidden in the darkness, gave Bibi Dong a strong premonition of danger.

Especially that strange woman, who aroused a strong curiosity in Bibi Dong's heart and developed a strong interest in her.

Zhongli Wu faced Xuanzi's intimidation without any fear. Instead, he sneered. In an instant, an even more powerful soul power fluctuation emanated from his body. The fluctuation was like a turbulent undercurrent, causing the surrounding air to distort violently. The light was refracted strangely in this distorted space.

The atmosphere in the entire stadium became increasingly tense, and there seemed to be a situation where a big battle was about to break out, as if the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Seeing that the two men were about to fight, Xu Tianran's face instantly turned cold and gloomy. The two men completely ignored his previous advice and acted recklessly on his territory, which made him extremely annoyed.

He was also deeply dissatisfied with Shrek Academy's relentless pursuit. From his perspective, it was just a student's death. Soul Fighting Competitions were inherently that way; death was inevitable. Other teams had silently accepted the casualties, so why was Shrek Academy the only one to be so insistent? Furthermore, Shrek Academy had killed two members of the Holy Spirit Sect during the competition, yet no one else had been as relentless.

The audience on the stage were also full of resentment at this time, especially because of Xuan Zi's pressure, which made them even more angry.

In their eyes, Shrek Academy relied on its own strength and was too domineering and arrogant. They only allowed them to kill their opponents in the arena, but did not allow others to harm their students. This practice was really unacceptable.

Just when Xuan Zi and Zhong Li Wu were on the verge of a war, the white-haired old man who had been standing quietly on the eaves suddenly moved.

The speed was as fast as lightning. Everyone only saw a flash of white light before their eyes, and the old man appeared on the ring like a ghost, standing right in the middle of Zhongli Wu and Xuan Zi.

The old man had his hands leisurely behind his back, looking relaxed and indifferent, as if he was just strolling casually in this bustling stadium.

However, the moment he appeared, an invisible yet majestic aura, like a surging wave, spread out from him to the surrounding areas.

This momentum seems invisible, but it contains powerful force. Wherever it goes, the air is squeezed and makes a buzzing sound.

The heavy pressure that Xuan Zi had released earlier was like hitting an indestructible mountain.

The mountain-like soul power pressure collapsed instantly under the impact of this invisible momentum.

(End of this chapter)