Civilian Soul Masters in Douluo World

Chapter 261 Martial Soul Suppression
"That's interesting. With this team eliminated, there are only four teams left on this deserted island."

The Spirit Masters of the Spirit Hall observed the situation below from the air; they were already quite used to these makeshift teams formed by teenagers.

Compared to acting alone, sticking together is clearly a wiser choice.

“Tie Wu’s strength is probably the most outstanding among these people, and he can be given special attention and training,” one of the deacons said.

During this time, Yan stayed with them, and his attention was mostly on Tie Wu, a scene that was witnessed by everyone.

This led the deacons of the Spirit Hall to mistakenly believe that Yan and Tie Wu had a good relationship.

In their view, Yan's actions were telling them this fact, but because Yan's position in the Spirit Hall was special, he couldn't say it explicitly, so he showed it to them through his actions.

And they understood perfectly.

Due to a mission from the Spirit Hall, Yan temporarily returned to the Spirit Hall.

"I think everyone knows what to do, so I don't need to say anything more, right?"

"Don't worry, we understand."

On the deserted island below, the nine people were eliminated one after another, but their desperate resistance caused Tie Wu and the others to suffer some injuries.

With the nine people rendered unable to fight, the deacons of the Spirit Hall quickly appeared and took them all away.

Next, they plan to team up against another team; eliminating just one player will allow them to advance to the next round.

There were no surprises in this process. Facing three teams, one team intentionally or unintentionally exposed its weakest member, making him the target of everyone's attention.

After one person was eliminated, a deacon from the Spirit Hall appeared on the field and announced that everyone had advanced.

The Spirit Hall deacon did not immediately take everyone back to the Spirit Hall, but instead rested them in the nearest city.

They need to report to their superiors to determine the content of the next stage of the assessment.

The sixteen who advanced also wanted to take this opportunity to rest and recover their soul power.

However, they encountered discordant voices when checking into the hotel.

"So you're a Soul Master from the Spirit Hall. No wonder you looked so familiar."

"It's really bad luck to run into them here."

"I'm not feeling unlucky, I just feel disgusted."

This is the first time in so many years that I've been publicly humiliated.

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice, and their origins could be discerned from their clothing.

The three single-attribute families of the Haotian Sect—no wonder they dared to publicly humiliate them with words.

“So they’re the dogs of the Haotian Sect. No wonder they bark so loudly,” a steward immediately retorted.

"What did you say? Say it again if you dare, and see if I dare to teach you a lesson!" A member of the Yu clan immediately stepped forward, looking ready to make a move.

One of the older clansmen stopped him, his gaze sweeping over Tie Wu and the others.

"Is this the kind of Soul Master your Spirit Hall trains? Why don't we have a match?"

“They are all no more than twenty years old,” the Spirit Hall deacon said.

"Then the clansmen we send out will not be older than twenty."

"Fine." The Spirit Hall deacon sneered. He didn't believe that the other side's clansmen had any young spirit masters with higher talent than his own.

But then he changed the subject, saying, "A mere competition is no fun. How about we have a wager?"

"Okay, as you wish."

Tie Wu couldn't help but glance at the opposing team, feeling a strange sense of unease.

After the Spirit Hall deacons and the three single-attribute families finalized the bets and competition rules, both sides moved to the Great Spirit Arena.

At this moment, Tie Wu looked at the other party's young clansmen, a total of eleven people, among whom was a boy with long, fiery red hair. Tie Wu sensed a violent, fiery aura emanating from him.

His martial soul quality must be very high, at least much higher than his own Flame Wolf martial soul.

Having absorbed the martial soul and soul ring of the four-thousand-year-old Flaming Tiger, and improved the quality of the Flame Wolf martial soul, he rarely encountered a soul master with such a significant suppression effect, especially since he hadn't even released his martial soul.

Upon arriving at the Great Soul Arena, the Spirit Hall deacon announced the rules of the competition: a seven-on-seven team battle.

Originally, they could have formed a team of all Soul Masters to participate in this team battle, but unfortunately, several Soul Masters were eliminated.

However, it is also possible to form a team of two Soul Masters from the Five Soul Sect.

"Go all out and don't hold back," said the Spirit Hall deacon. They had staked everything on this bet.

In contrast, the three single-attribute families looked completely relaxed.

"Hongjun, we're counting on you this time," the elder of the Min clan said to Ma Hongjun with a smile.

This is their confidence, and also the reason why they deliberately mentioned the competition.

A Soul King with five rings, and one with a top-grade beast martial soul, displays extraordinary combat power.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'll take Xiangxiang and teach them a lesson," Ma Hongjun said, patting his chest.

Originally, the Min clan valued Ma Hongjun highly, but because Ma Hongjun's scandal was exposed, Bai Chenxiang became extremely disgusted with him, and the Min clan had no choice but to let the matter drop.

But as Ma Hongjun's talent grew stronger and his appearance became more handsome and dashing, Bai Chenxiang gradually became less disgusted with him.

With some encouragement, the two tried to start dating again.

"Tch, who needs you?" Bai Chenxiang said nonchalantly, but everyone could see that she was becoming more and more satisfied with Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun is only a few years old, yet he is already a five-ring Soul King. What incredible talent! He has a very high chance of becoming a Title Douluo in the future. Coupled with his top-grade Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, his potential is limitless.

Under the arrangement of the Grand Arena, this seven-on-seven team battle soon began.

The two teams stepped onto the battle arena, with Ma Hongjun and Tie Wu, who were at the head of the team, facing each other.

"Kid, how do you want to lose later? I can grant your wish in advance," Ma Hongjun said casually, without the slightest pressure.

"You're so sure you can win before the fight even starts?" Tie Wu said as calmly as possible. How could he possibly lose the battle in terms of momentum before it even began?
"Heh, then you'll have to watch closely later." Ma Hongjun's gaze suddenly widened, and a surge of soul power emanated from his body. The innate suppression of his martial soul multiplied the pressure on Tie Wu.

Seeing that it was about time, the referee immediately announced the start of the battle.

In an instant, the martial spirit blossomed, and the spirit rings filled the battle arena with dazzling brilliance.

The team configuration of five Soul Masters and two Soul Venerables is undoubtedly extremely impressive.

On the other hand, all six members of the three single-attribute families were three-ring Soul Masters, but everyone was shocked after Ma Hongjun released his Soul Rings.

Two yellow, two purple, and one black! Five spirit rings appeared beneath him, terrifying and profound ten-thousand-year spirit rings, instantly becoming the focus of the entire arena.

(End of this chapter)