Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 300 Class Selection
She precisely controlled the range and intensity of the storm, like an invisible hand, both building a barrier for her teammates and skillfully tearing apart the opponent's formation.

Ye Xinglan's sword light grew increasingly fierce, and wherever it went, the air seemed to be cut apart.

She and Tang Wulin stood on either side, like two deathly swords that shredded everything, carving out a no-man's land in the chaotic battlefield.

"Don't let them surround us." Ye Xinglan shouted, pointing her sword at an opponent who was trying to gather.

"Understood!" Tang Wulin responded with a punch, the sharpness of the Golden Dragon Claw clashing with Ye Xinglan's sword energy.

Xu Xiaoyan, like an invisible weaver on the battlefield, lightly tapped her star staff, "Freeze!", "Imprison!"... One after another, halos of absolute control fell precisely, constantly creating obstacle zones and no-go zones, firmly restricting the enemy's movements.

"Annoying control!" someone in the Wu Siduo team roared, but was frozen in place by an invisible force.

Finally, when only about ten people remained on the stage, the melee reached its most intense point.

Everyone was bloodthirsty, unleashing their most powerful soul skills like fireworks on the arena, their soul power surging and energy turbulence overflowing.

Luo Guixing and the others exchanged glances, ultimately realizing their relationship wasn't deep enough to allow Tang Wulin to continue forward with this "burden."

He decisively waved his hand, "Retreat! Let them handle it themselves!" He quickly led the remaining few men away from the core battle zone.

A delicate balance instantly formed on the field—the five-person team consisting of Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, Ye Xinglan, Xu Xiaoyan, and Xu Lizhi faced off against the team led by Wu Siduo. The final showdown was imminent.

Another violent energy collision erupted! Xu Xiaoyan had just released a powerful control spell, her soul power was already depleted, and she staggered. A tricky shockwave seized the opportunity and slammed into her protective soul power!
"Pfft!" Xu Xiaoyan groaned as the Star Staff flew out of her hand, and her petite body was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing straight into the edge of the arena.

"Xiao Yan—!" Tang Wulin's eyes were bloodshot. He tried to swing his Golden Dragon Claw to save her, but he was tightly entangled by Wu Siduo's fierce attacks and couldn't reach her.

Just as the figure in the white dress was about to fall off the field, at the critical moment!
"The steamed buns are here, catch them!" Xu Lizhi's eyes widened, and he roared wildly, a roar that did not match his honest appearance.

With his arms bulging and all his strength, he hurled a "recovery meat bun"—a massive creature far larger than usual and radiating a vibrant green life force—at Xu Xiaoyan like a cannonball.

Xu Xiaoyan twisted her body with difficulty in the air, and almost the instant her fingertips touched the edge of the ring, she used her last bit of strength to grab the warm bun.

Without any hesitation, she stuffed the steamed bun, which contained surging soul power and vitality, into her mouth in one bite.

"Hmm~" A warm and powerful force instantly surged into his limbs and bones, and his soul power exploded under his feet.

"drink!"

With a sharp cry, her white dress fluttered in the air like a butterfly. Using this newfound strength, she suddenly did a somersault, barely managing to steady herself less than half a foot from the edge of the ring.

Although his face was still pale and his fighting strength had not recovered much, at least he remained on the field!

"Well done, Ryuji!" Tang Wulin shouted excitedly.

"Phew... Phew... That scared me to death." Xu Lizhi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and grinned.

This scene silenced the entire audience for a moment, then erupted in even louder gasps. The strategic value of the food-type Soul Master in turning the tide was on full display at this moment.

However, the balance was ultimately broken. Unlike in the original story, Gu Yue and Tang Wulin became like strangers, and the once seamless understanding and trust between them vanished.

While the five members of the team could suppress other opponents, they were still unable to break through Wu Siduo's terrifying martial soul fusion skill—the Netherworld White Tiger, which combined the Netherworld Cat and the White Tiger—with its absolute defense and fierce offensive!
When only five people remained on the stage—Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, Ye Xinglan, Wu Siduo, and Xu Lizhi—the intense clashes nearly tore the stage apart.

All five bore wounds, their soul power severely depleted. Xu Lizhi's face was ashen; the continuous production of high-level steamed buns had left him severely exhausted, and his body was swaying slightly.

"Stop." Shen Yi's clear voice pierced through the roar of energy, carrying an undeniable authority. "The selection is over."

The battle came to an abrupt end. The five men stood there, panting heavily, utterly exhausted, but their eyes burned with the excitement of surviving a calamity and the unwavering determination of victors.

Tang Wulin's chest heaved violently as his gaze swept over his comrades who were fighting bloody battles beside him—Ye Xinglan's aura was still sharp, and Gu Yue's expression was cold and aloof like ice.

In his excitement, his gaze involuntarily drifted to the audience, landing on Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan, who were equally battered and bruised, their eyes dim. A deep sense of bewilderment quietly surfaced in his eyes.

Gu Yue simply straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, radiating an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

With a clang, Ye Xinglan deftly sheathed the Star God Sword, his sharp aura gradually receding, but his eyes remained as sharp as an eagle's, his fighting spirit still lingering as he glanced at Gu Yue.

Xu Lizhi, panting heavily, looked at Ye Xinglan, a smile of immense satisfaction and relief appearing on his tired face. His voice was soft, but it clearly reached Ye Xinglan's ears: "Sister Xinglan, we...we won't be separated."

Ye Xinglan assumed he was referring to the class committee tasks for the coming year and the possible trip to Xingluo, so she nodded slightly, but her gaze involuntarily turned to Gula again, the challenge in his eyes clearly visible.

"Wow——!"

A thunderous roar of applause and cheers erupted from the stands. This chaotic battle, full of twists and turns, showcased a dazzling display of tactics and individual skill, making it a pinnacle of the Foreign Languages ​​Department's competition.

The tenacious teamwork of Tang Wulin's squad, the amazing burst of Wu Siduo's Netherworld White Tiger, and Xu Lizhi's crucial gamble that turned the tide... all became the focus of everyone's conversation.

After the commotion subsided, Shen Yi announced loudly: "The new first-year class committee members are: Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, Ye Xinglan, Wu Siduo, and Xu Lizhi! At the same time, your performance today will serve as an important reference for selecting members to represent the academy in the exchange delegation to the Star Luo Empire."

Wu Changkong stood at the sidelines, his cold gaze sweeping over the five people standing on the stage. He lingered for a moment longer on Xu Lizhi, who was severely exhausted but persevered to the end, and Tang Wulin, who was fighting bloody battles. Beneath his unchanging icy mask, there seemed to be a very faint trace of approval.

He silently thought to himself, "Although Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan have been eliminated, this is not the final decision. The seven spots still need to be contested with the second-year students, and the current team configuration is seriously unbalanced—six are offensive players, so the final selection will inevitably be adjusted."

"Xu Xiaoyan, after her martial soul evolved, although her cultivation is slightly inferior, she is still undoubtedly the top control soul master in the outer academy. Coupled with her Tang Sect background and simple family power, this is an advantage in Shrek Academy. If the team needs a control core, she will definitely be the first choice. As for Xie Xie..."

Turning his gaze to the dejected boy below the stage, Wu Changkong narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's good that he's eliminated. A year is enough for me to personally polish away his lazy and unproductive habits!"

Xie Xie, standing in the distance below the arena, suddenly shivered, shrank his neck, and looked around.

"Hiss...why is it suddenly so cold?"

He looked around blankly, completely unaware that he had been locked onto by the "cold air source," and a cruel future called "Dance of the Sky Special Training Hell" was slowly unfolding before him.

(End of this chapter)