Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 366 One vs. Seven
Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, the sisters who possess the original martial soul hair, naturally witnessed Gula's unparalleled prowess amidst the chaos.

They were self-aware enough not to provoke this menacing figure. Their gazes shifted, settling on Huo Yuhao's seven-person team, who were relatively "weak" in strength and banded together for self-preservation.

"Dragnet!"

The two sisters were of one mind and instantly activated their Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

Countless resilient blue hairs, like living vines, swept over Huo Yuhao's team, attempting to divide the battlefield, eliminate one or two people, and replace their own sisters.

However, they miscalculated.

They faced Huo Yuhao's team, who possessed the divine skill of sharing mental detection, and Xu Sanshi, whose defensive capabilities were arguably the best in the outer academy.

Guided by Huo Yuhao's precise mental insight down to the millisecond, Xu Sanshi instantly identified the weak point in the hair attack.

He let out a low roar, and the Xuanming Tortoise Shell Shield slammed upwards, his third soul ring flashing—Xuanming Power!
A thick, black, watery sheen flowed across the shield, maximizing its defensive capabilities.

"Chucky!"

The tough strands of hair struck the tortoise shell shield, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound, but they could not break through the solid, watery defense.

Despite the immense pressure of the inescapable net, Xu Sanshi managed to regain his footing with only a slight slump in his body.

"good chance!"

A glint of lightning flashed in Bei Bei's eyes. Seizing the moment when his opponent's attack faltered and his old strength had just dissipated while new strength had yet to arise, he unleashed the power of his second spirit ring, a thunderous roar!

A violent blue lightning bolt erupted from Bei Bei's palm like an angry dragon, accurately bypassing Xu Sanshi's shield and slamming into the Lan sisters, who had temporarily lost their ability to dodge due to their spirit fusion skill.

"what!"

The two sisters screamed as their bodies were paralyzed by lightning, their hair spirits instantly withered, and they were sent flying backwards amidst blue smoke, crashing out of the Soul Arena.

At the same time, Gula's "clearing" efficiency reached its peak.

He strolled around as if in a leisurely garden, and with each seemingly casual wave of his hand or step, one or more students were sent flying out of the arena by an invisible force or precise sword energy.

Wherever he went, the chaos quickly subsided, leaving only his fallen figure.

In a short while, on the huge battle stage, apart from Gula, only Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, He Caitou, and Jiang Nannan remained.

Seven against one!

However, Huo Yuhao and his group of seven felt no sense of security whatsoever from their numerical advantage.

A heavy, almost solidified pressure filled the air, originating from Gura, who stood silently in the center of the arena, holding a flaming longsword.

Of the seven, Huo Yuhao's soul power had only recently broken through to the second ring due to the sacrifice of the Ice Emperor. Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were close to the third ring. Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, He Caitou, and Jiang Nannan were all genuine third-ring Soul Masters.

Such a lineup would be enough to sweep any team of the same level in the outer academy. But facing Gula alone, they felt as if they were standing on the edge of an abyss, and fine beads of cold sweat seeped from their foreheads.

No one would easily give up such an important opportunity that could determine their qualification for future competitions.

Gula's gaze swept over the seven people, finally settling on Huo Yuhao. A sudden inspiration flashed through his mind.

After becoming a core disciple last semester, he browsed through the swordsmanship notes collected by Shrek Academy. Although he gained some inspiration, he was still far from reaching the "Sword God" realm he was pursuing.

True breakthroughs are often found only in life-or-death struggles or under extreme pressure.

At this moment, an excellent "sharpening stone" is right in front of them—the shared spiritual detection granted by Huo Yuhao's million-year soul ring.

With such near-predictive insight, would the flaws in his swordsmanship, which he deliberately suppressed in his use of power, be magnified infinitely?
Others might not be able to seize the opening and counterattack in an instant, but Gula had absolute confidence in his true cultivation level and reaction speed.

He believed that even if a flaw was discovered, he would be able to make amends and gain some insight at the last minute.

Having made up his mind, the longsword formed from extreme fire in Gula's hand quietly dissipated. With a thought, he took out a level-five soul-guided longsword that he had prepared beforehand, without any special enhancements, from his storage soul-guided device.

"Ok?"

On the high platform, Xuanzi saw Gula put away his powerful Ultimate Fire Martial Soul and instead take out a Soul Guidance Longsword, and his brows immediately furrowed.

In his view, this was putting the cart before the horse and neglecting the proper course of action. He suppressed the urge to immediately reprimand the kid and decided that he would definitely "educate" him properly after the competition.

However, in Huo Yuhao's mental detection field of vision, Gula, who had put away his martial soul, was not safe, but even more dangerous!
His fierce and unparalleled aura not only did not weaken, but became purer and more restrained, like a divine sword that had concealed all its brilliance and was just waiting to be drawn and drink blood.

An invisible sword intent spread out, causing Huo Yuhao to feel a faint stinging sensation on his skin.

"Watch out, everyone! He's coming!"

Huo Yuhao's voice trembled slightly, transmitting the sound to each of his teammates through mental sharing.

Before he finished speaking, Gula moved like lightning, his soul power erupting beneath his feet. His body transformed into a blurry afterimage, charging straight towards the defensive circle formed by the seven people. With a seemingly casual swing of his longsword, three condensed sword energies pierced through the air, heading straight for Xu Sanshi at the forefront.

"Xuan Ming Zhen!"

Xu Sanshi dared not be negligent. His first spirit ring lit up, and the Xuanming Tortoise Shell Shield slammed into the ground. A black ripple carrying strong shock and repulsive power spread out, attempting to repel Gula.

Gula, however, seemed to have anticipated this. The moment Xu Sanshi's shield slammed down, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped high into the air like a hawk, effortlessly avoiding the shockwave.

"Thunder!"

Beibei's teamwork was extremely seamless; the moment Gula leaped up, his second soul skill was already activated.

A vast net woven from raging blue lightning precisely enveloped Gula's figure, who had nowhere to gain leverage in mid-air.

At the same time, Jiang Nannan shouted, "Gravity control!"

Her second spirit ring shone, and a powerful gravity instantly acted on Gula, trying to pull him down from the air and restrict his movements.

The familiar pressure of gravity caused a playful smile to appear on Gura's lips.

He was in mid-air, facing a double attack, yet his longsword swept up in a mysterious trajectory.

This sword strike was unremarkable, lacking any radiance of soul power or earth-shattering momentum; it was simply the sound of a cold sword blade piercing the air!

"Tsk-!"

An unbelievable scene unfolded: the seemingly indestructible lightning grid was easily torn apart by this simple, unadorned sword strike, as easily as a hot knife through butter.

"What?!" Beibei's pupils shrank, her face filled with horror.

Just as everyone was shocked by the broken power grid, a blazing beam of light shot out from the side and rear without warning.

It's He Caitou's Level 4 Soul Guiding Ray!
With Huo Yuhao's spiritual connection, he seized the perfect moment. It was the critical juncture when Gula's old power had just dissipated and new power had not yet been generated, and his body was being pulled down by gravity. This attack was almost impossible to miss.

Unfortunately, they were facing Gura.

Unable to use his soul power and with his physical abilities suppressed to a "normal" level, he felt pressure again after a long time.

This pressure, on the contrary, seemed to make the longsword in his hand even sharper and his mind even clearer!
"Qiang——!"

A clear, melodious sword cry suddenly rang out. Gula flicked his wrist, and the longsword traced an unpredictable trajectory in the air, like a gazelle leaping through the air, striking the path of the blazing soul-guided ray with unparalleled precision.

Under the extremely shocked gazes of He Caitou and Huo Yuhao, the level-four soul guide ray, which was powerful enough to pierce steel, burst like a bubble with a "poof," its energy instantly dissipating and vanishing into specks of light in the air.

"Impossible!" He Caitou exclaimed in shock.

Nothing is impossible! The Rearview Martial Soul has surpassed the Beast Martial Soul, and the four realms have taken an absolute lead.

Gula broke through the beam of light, landed on the ground, and without pausing, charged directly into the seven-person formation like a ghost.

One against seven, sword flashing!
His swordplay was exquisite, sometimes as heavy as a mountain pressing down, sometimes as swift as a shooting star chasing the moon, and sometimes as ethereal as clouds drifting in the sky.

Each sword strike targeted the seven's weak points in their coordination, either gaps in their defenses or gaps in their soul power conversion, forcing them to scramble and frequently unleash their soul skills and martial spirits to cope.

What frustrated them even more was that their soul skill attacks, whether it was Bei Bei's Thunder Dragon Claw, Xu Sanshi's Xuanming Shield Strike, or Wang Dong's Butterfly Wing Guillotine, were often deflected, broken, or deflected by the extremely exquisite sword moves when they came into contact with Gula's seemingly ordinary soul guide longsword. Their power was greatly reduced and they were difficult to be effective.

Huo Yuhao was extremely anxious; if things continued like this, the seven of them would undoubtedly be defeated.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with a bright green light, and the aura of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion Martial Soul erupted, instantly spreading a bone-chilling cold.

A thick layer of ice rapidly condensed around him on the arena—he intended to use the extreme low temperature of the ice to significantly reduce Gura's speed.

"Ultimate Ice, finally used." Xuanzi, who was watching the battle, had a glint in his eyes as he stared intently.

However, despite the spreading ice beneath his feet and the biting cold, Gula still had no intention of unleashing his ultimate fire spirit.

His figure did not become sluggish on the smooth ice surface; on the contrary, with the help of the reflection of the ice and his own light and agile movements, he became even more ethereal and unpredictable.

As the footsteps glided by, there was a subtle sense of freedom soaring through the sky, completely different from the earth and stars.

This was the rudimentary form of the celestial realm he had briefly grasped under pressure after severing his connection with the earth. Now, with the help of the ice surface and the stimulation of the extreme ice, it showed signs of complete integration.

Seeing Gula moving with ease on the ice, his swordplay growing ever more ferocious, the seven were in grave danger. A resolute glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

"Wang Dong!" he shouted, turned around abruptly, and opened his arms to hug Wang Dong beside him.

(End of this chapter)