Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 389 Devil Island Tournament Round 1

Gula sat in the makeshift, somewhat rudimentary metal stands, his gaze fixed on the wide arena that had already been set up below.

According to the draw, Tang Wulin was Shrek Academy's number one pick and was also the first to go on stage.

His opponent was from the Federation team, named Nangong Yun, whose martial soul was the elemental Hurricane Spirit.

Nangong Yun was tall and slender, with a face that carried the confidence and composure unique to scions of large families, and a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

The two purple and three black spirit rings revolved slowly around him, showing that he was no ordinary person.

Many congressional families within the Federation have a delicate or even hostile relationship with Shrek Academy. They enjoy the resources inherited from their families, and the children they cultivate are often quite formidable.

Nangong Yun nodded to Tang Wulin, his attitude relatively friendly, which was a sign of respect for the strong.

He had heard of Tang Wulin. Whether it was his early defeat to the Sun Moon Empire or his outstanding performance in the Star Luo Empire, his family had provided him with information. He would not underestimate Tang Wulin just because he was young.

Tang Wulin returned the smile in a friendly manner.

"The match begins!" The referee's voice had barely faded—

Nangong Yun lightly touched the ground with his toes, and the air around him instantly became turbulent. He was lifted up by a whirlwind as if he were weightless, and suspended in the air ten meters above the ground.

Maintaining flight for a long time consumes a lot of soul power, but he knew Tang Wulin was terrifying in close combat and dared not land easily.

At the same time, he chanted an incantation, and his first and second spirit rings lit up simultaneously: "Raging hurricane, be at my command!"

call--! call--!
The air around the arena was suddenly sucked out, and four small cyan whirlwinds were suddenly generated, frantically absorbing the surrounding wind elements, expanding and growing at a visible speed, emitting a howling sound.

Immediately afterwards, a set of one-word battle armor shimmering with a blue aura instantly covered his body, and a bright "wind" character lit up on the chest plate, greatly enhancing his control over the wind element.

He clasped his hands together in front of him, and his fourth spirit ring shone brightly—fusion.

The four whirlwinds, which had grown to be over three meters in diameter, collided and merged with a deafening roar, as if they were being squeezed by an invisible force!
In an instant, a giant tornado with a diameter of over ten meters, reaching from the sky to the ground, with wind blades inside and a deafening roar, suddenly appeared.

The wind force was more than ten times stronger than a single cyclone, comparable to a natural disaster.

With a wave of his arm, Nangong Yun unleashed a terrifying tornado that swept towards Tang Wulin with the force of destruction.

Faced with this terrifying offensive, Tang Wulin remained calm and did not even release his Blue Silver Grass martial soul—Blue Silver Grass has limited effectiveness against opponents in the air who can control such a wide-range attack.

He bent his knees slightly, and the ground cracked as he stepped on it. Golden blood energy erupted, enveloping his entire body like a burning flame.

"Roar—!" A terrifying dragon roar erupted from his body.

He suddenly pushed off the ground, and his whole body shot into the sky like a golden cannonball. It was the ultimate skill of the turbid world, Golden Dragon Shocking the Heavens!
This jump covered a distance of tens of meters, instantly closing in on Nangong Yun in the air.

Nangong Yun turned pale with fright. In a hurry, he manipulated the air around him to form a thick wind shield, while retreating rapidly to try to create distance.

But Tang Wulin, while in mid-air with no leverage, suddenly twisted his waist, and a second dragon roar rang out. Another golden dragon roar shook the heavens, changed direction, and once again fiercely pounced on Nangong Yun.

Boom! The golden dragon-shaped energy slammed into the wind shield, causing it to twist violently and emitting a tearing sound as it struggled under the strain.

Nangong Yun was in a panic, desperately trying to activate his soul power to maintain the wind shield and dodge.

However, Tang Wulin was like a persistent ailment, his fists striking out alternately, each punch carrying immense power and a deafening roar, the golden fist shadows crashing down like a storm.

Above the arena, the tornado was still raging, but it couldn't keep up with the two people's high-speed movements at all, and could only roar in impotent rage.

Gula, sitting in the audience, shook his head.

Nangong Yun's tactics were correct, and the tornado was indeed powerful enough, but unfortunately he encountered Tang Wulin.

The hurricane couldn't break through the Golden Dragon King's bloodline defense at all, and Tang Wulin didn't even need to hit him directly. The terrifying fist wind and the shockwave of power were enough to seriously injure Nangong Yun with just a glancing blow.

Sure enough, just over ten seconds later, a muffled thud and a cry of pain came from the air.

Nangong Yun's wind shield was shattered by a punch, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the edge of the arena. He struggled for a moment but couldn't get up, clearly injured by the force of the punch from a distance.

Tang Wulin landed lightly, his breathing steady, as if his earth-shattering attack was just a warm-up.

"Shrek Academy, Tang Wulin wins!" the referee announced immediately.

On Shrek's side, Feng Wuyu stroked his fiery red beard triumphantly, his loud laughter audible from afar: "Hahaha, good, well done!"

The federal representative glared at him, but Feng Wuyu didn't care at all and ignored him completely.

In the second match of the Soul King level, Qing Liuli from the Spirit Pagoda faced off against Lei Yue from the War God Temple.

Lei Yue was as his name suggested; he was tall and robust with a resolute face.

His martial soul is Thunder Giant Arm, a mutation of the Thunder Giant martial soul. It abandons other parts and only strengthens the two arms, making it similar to his original martial soul. Its power and lightning attributes have reached the extreme, and its destructive power is extremely terrifying.

Without exchanging any words, the referee announced the start of the match.

Lei Yue let out a low roar, and his two arms instantly swelled up, his skin turned dark purple, and countless thick silver arcs of electricity wrapped around them as if they were alive, crackling and popping.

The violent power of lightning slightly distorted the space around him, and his spirit ring configuration was three purple and two black.

The first and fourth spirit rings lit up simultaneously.

Giant's Strength! Thunderous Protection!
The already thick arm swelled up again, the muscles bulging like rocks, and thick lightning formed armor covering it.

He stomped his foot on the ground, causing the arena to tremble. He was like a thunder god descending to earth, carrying an unstoppable and ferocious aura, and threw a punch straight at Qing Liuli.

The fist, carrying destructive lightning, emitted a piercing shriek!

Qing Liuli stood quietly in place, not even moving a step in the face of such a fierce attack.

A barely perceptible cyan light flashed in her eyes.

Fifth Soul Skill - Calamity!
Her malevolent beast spirit had long since evolved into a malevolent true demon, and was further strengthened by the residual emotions and spiritual fragments of the seven old demons of Devil Island, making her ability to bewitch people reach an extremely terrifying level.

She simply raised her right hand, and the pink lotus lamp spirit in her palm emitted a hazy halo, silently enveloping the charging Lei Yue.

Lei Yue's forward momentum suddenly halted, and his ferocious gaze instantly turned bewildered and fanatical.

In the mental illusion woven for him by Qing Liuli, he saw the powerful force that he desperately longed for—the force that allowed him to break through his limits.

"Roar!" Lei Yue let out a roar that was not human, and actually turned around and frantically swung his thunderous fist at the empty arena.

First Soul Skill! Fourth Soul Skill! Second Soul Skill...

He unleashed his strongest attacking soul skill again and again without reservation, causing lightning to explode wildly and electric snakes to scatter, blasting scorched craters into the arena floor, and his soul power was consumed like a flood bursting its banks.

Those outside only saw Lei Yue suddenly go berserk, frantically outputting energy into the air. A few breaths later, his massive body stiffened abruptly, the lightning around him instantly extinguished, his swollen arms returned to normal, his face turned ashen, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud—his soul power was completely exhausted, and he fell into a coma of exhaustion.

Throughout the entire battle, Qing Liuli didn't even move a single step.

"The Spirit Pagoda, made of blue glazed glass."

The audience fell silent, many looking at Qing Liuli with deep apprehension. This strange and powerful control was simply impossible to defend against.

Qing Liuli turned around expressionlessly and walked lightly back to the rest area of ​​the Spirit Pagoda, as if she had only done a trivial matter.

In the following matches, another Soul King from the Spirit Pagoda defeated their Federation opponents. Shrek Academy's Wu Siduo also easily defeated a Soul King from the War God Temple with her powerful self-fusion martial soul technique.

In the fifth round, it was Gu Yue's turn.

Her opponent was from the Federation, named Triumph, a unique name, and his martial soul was even more peculiar—the Heavy Armor Core.

This is an extremely rare weapon spirit, essentially a combination of a highly condensed mecha energy furnace and a defense system.

Therefore, instead of becoming a mainstream battle armor master, he took a different path and became a rare mecha master. Of course, he always referred to himself as a mecha master.

Triumph raised his hand and pressed on a metal bracelet on his wrist, causing a large square piece of metal to fall out.

Click, click, click!

A dazzling series of mechanical transformation sounds rang out, and a sleek, silver-gray miniature mech suit, gleaming with a metallic sheen, quickly covered his entire body.

This mech suit is more like an exoskeleton armor, completely enveloping him. Its joints are flexible, and there is a slightly protruding core energy furnace on its back, emitting stable energy fluctuations.

He lowered his body slightly, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and assumed a defensive stance. Pale blue energy paths lit up between the gaps in the mecha. With Han Tianyi absent, no one could question the mecha pilot's ability to participate in the competition on behalf of the Spirit Pagoda. It was well known that the combat power of mechas, due to their size and metal strength, far surpassed that of a Soul Master's flesh and blood.

Gula didn't care and watched the triumphant mechs with great interest.

Gu Yue frowned slightly, clearly finding this unconventional opponent somewhat troublesome.

She took a deep breath, and slowly raised her fair hands. Red, blue, yellow, and cyan light began to flow quietly around her fingertips, and various elemental particles in the air began to become active.

The referee swung his arm down: "The match begins!"

Triumph reacted extremely quickly. Almost the instant the referee finished speaking, his silver-gray miniature mecha emitted a deep hum, and the core energy reactor on his back glowed slightly.

He did not rush forward, but instead placed his feet firmly on the ground, his knees slightly bent, and his arms crossed in front of his chest, assuming a very standard defensive posture.

The hydraulic devices at the mech's joints emitted a faint hissing sound, ready to respond to any impact.

His eyes, sharp beneath the metal mask, were fixed on Gu Yue, analyzing her every subtle movement. The mecha's built-in database was analyzing Gu Yue's data.

"Target: Gu Yue. Martial Soul: Elementalist. Threat Level: High. Tactics: Prioritize defense, analyze its elemental attack patterns, and look for energy gaps to counterattack."

In Triumph's mind, the mech's built-in combat assistance system had already begun to process data rapidly, providing various data streams and suggestions.
Gu Yue stood still, her clothes fluttering even without wind.

She saw Triumph's defensive stance, his expressionless face, his eyes remaining calm even when facing a mecha built to battle armor standards.

She knew that this kind of "mechanical armor" that was not a soul tool and was closer to the original martial soul was very rare. Its defensive power and energy source were unknown, and it was not the best strategy to launch a rash attack.

Her slender fingers moved lightly and rhythmically in front of her, as if playing an invisible piano.

In an instant, blazing fire, icy water, heavy earth, and agile wind elements began to gather and swirl around her, emitting faint glows of different colors, and the elemental fluctuations in the air became unusually active.

"Let's test the waters," Gu Yue thought to herself.

She lightly tapped her right index finger—whoosh! A condensed, deep red line of fire, only as thick as an arm, shot out like a venomous snake, silently but swiftly towards the core of Triumph's breastplate.

This is not a large-scale bombardment, but rather a highly concentrated application of fire element, aiming for point-to-point penetration.

Triumph's pupils contracted slightly, and the combat system immediately issued an alarm: "High-energy flame reaction! Extremely penetrating! We recommend evasion or strengthening your defense!"

However, he was extremely confident in his defense, activated his spirit rings, and reloaded his core to release metallic spirit power.

With a sudden thrust of his crossed arms, the blue energy patterns on his arm armor instantly shone brightest, forming a visible energy shield with a flowing hexagonal honeycomb structure.

puff!
The fire hit the center of the shield precisely, without an explosion, only a slight burning sound.

The crimson fire line spun and surged forward like a drill, and the energy shield turned bright red at a visible speed, fluctuating violently and even slightly denting inward.

Triumph felt immense pressure and a burning sensation on his arm; the internal temperature of the mech instantly rose, and the cooling system began operating at full power.

"Such powerful penetrating force! This is definitely not ordinary elemental manipulation!"

He was secretly alarmed and immediately increased his energy output. The energy patterns on his arm armor emitted a blinding light like an overloaded circuit board, finally managing to withstand the erosion of the fire line and exhaust its energy.

"Energy consumption is estimated to increase by 15%. The opponent's elemental purity is beyond calculation." Triumph glanced at the data, quickly assessed the situation, and decided that they could not simply defend.

As the ancient moon's fire line dissipated, the triumphant march began.

Two short bursts of blue flame erupted from the nozzles of the mech beneath his feet, providing tremendous instantaneous thrust.

He slid sideways like a cannonball and charged forward, instantly closing the distance between himself and Gu Yue.

At the same time, he raised his right arm, opened the mech's palm, and the armor plate in the palm slid open to reveal a dark launch port.

call out!call out!call out!
Three miniature guided soul-guided ray projectiles, each only as thick as a finger and trailing white smoke, shot towards Gu Yue in a triangular formation, blocking her space to dodge left and right!
"Close combat? Or just to force me to defend?" Gu Yue's eyes narrowed, her thoughts racing. She didn't panic and retreat, but instead pressed her left hand down.

boom!
A thick, solid earthen wall rose up instantly, blocking the trajectory of the three ray projectiles.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three muffled thuds, the ray bullets struck the earthen wall and exploded, filling the air with smoke and dust.

But the moment the earthen wall rose, Triumph, using the smoke as cover, had already advanced to the flank of Guyue.

His left arm armor transformed, ejecting a high-frequency vibrating particle short blade. With a hum that tore through the air, it delivered an incredibly swift horizontal slash towards Gu Yue's waist and abdomen, the transition between offense and defense extremely smooth.

"Plan successful! Forced them to use earth element defense, obstructed vision, 78% effective probability of close-range attack!" Triumph calculated in his mind. Using mechs in combat, he was already used to letting everything speak through data.

However, Gu Yue seemed to have anticipated his actions.

The moment the earthen wall rose, countless fine, rotating cyan wind blades had already quietly gathered around her body.

Just as the triumphant short blade struck, the wind blades around Gu Yue suddenly converged as if they had come to life, forming a small but incredibly sharp cyan whirlwind.

The whirlwind not only precisely deflected the trajectory of the high-frequency particle blade, causing the blade to graz Gu Yue's clothes, but its momentum also continued unabated, twisting towards the joint of Kai Xuan's arm like a millstone.

"what?!"

Triumph was shocked. The combat system issued a piercing alarm: "Encountering a high-intensity wind elemental cutting attack! Joint strength insufficient, immediate disengagement recommended!"

"Idiot, shut up!"

He couldn't just raise his arm slightly, so he forcibly twisted his body. The mecha emitted a teeth-grinding creak, and his right leg swept towards Gu Yue's lower body like a steel whip, trying to force her back. At the same time, he used the reaction force of the sweep to retreat rapidly.

But Gu Yue doesn't seem to be planning to give him a chance.

"You have no chance," Gu Yue's cold voice rang out.

Her right hand, which had been hanging down, suddenly opened its five fingers and then clenched them tightly.

The residual flame energy from the previous fire attack, the earth elemental dust from the collapsed earthen wall, the whirlwind that strangled the victorious warriors, and the ubiquitous moisture in the air all seemed to be under the command of an invisible monarch at this moment.

Boom!

A bizarre four-colored energy vortex instantly formed around Triumph.

Crimson fire, yellowish dust, blue wind, and pale blue vapor spun wildly, collided, vanished, and were reborn.

The internal elements were in extreme chaos, generating terrifying tearing forces and energy turbulence!

"Warning! Warning! Encountering an unknown complex element reaction, the energy field is extremely unstable, and the defense system is overloaded! It is recommended to immediately output maximum power for defense!" The mech system issued the highest level of alarm.

Triumph felt as if he had been trapped in an elemental purgatory. The mecha's shell emitted a chilling creaking sound, as if it would be torn apart by the violent energy at any moment.

He roared, frantically pouring his soul power into the mecha, opening all energy outlets, trying to build the strongest shield and break out of this desperate situation.

Gu Yue watched Triumph struggle in the elemental vortex with a detached gaze.

Her seemingly passive defense and probing were actually a silent process of laying elemental imprints, which were eventually detonated, creating this deadly situation.

Her mastery of elements has long surpassed the level of simple release, reaching the realm of layout and weaving.

With Gula present, she didn't want to go through too much trouble over a mere mecha.

"That's enough." Gu Yue waved her hand gently.

The raging vortex of the four elements suddenly subsided, as if it had never existed. All that remained was Triumph, kneeling on one knee, his mech armor charred and damaged in many places, constantly emitting sparks and white smoke, panting heavily.

His soul power had been almost completely exhausted in the struggle just now.

Triumphantly raised his head and looked at Gu Yue, who was still spotless and calm. His face behind the mask was filled with disbelief and a hint of defeat.

He was speechless with defeat; his opponent's control over the elements completely exceeded his calculation model.

"The Spirit Pagoda, Gu Yue wins," the referee announced at the opportune moment.

Gu Yue nodded slightly, turned around, and walked off the stage with ease, as if she had just completed a relaxed practice session.

Only the triumphant victors and those discerning observers knew the exquisite calculations, predictions, and absolute dominance contained within that brief exchange.

In the audience, Gula's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

The leaders and contestants from the other factions looked at Gu Yue with even more seriousness. This girl was far more troublesome than they had imagined.

(End of this chapter)