Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 177 Zhang Geyang, who stepped into the trap, I predicted your prediction!
"Game start!"

The referee dropped the ball.

The audience held their breath, anticipating a battle between the current royal family and the descendants of the former royal family.

"Yun'er."

Dai Yueyan solemnly reminded him via telepathy, his face becoming serious. A tiger's roar burst forth from his throat, and five soul rings—three purple and two black—rose beneath his feet, his fierce aura suddenly surging.

As a layer of white light appeared, his long golden hair quickly turned white, glossy and translucent. At the same time, his muscles bulged, his hair grew thicker, and his tiger claws on his arms had a chilling curve.

In a sense, this match has lost its original flavor.

It's all because of Wu Siduo's special identity.

She is a descendant of royalty, but now she is a citizen of the Sun and Moon Federation, and even represents the Federation.

If they lose, wouldn't that mean the old descendants who submitted to the Sun and Moon Federation are stronger than the new descendants who fled to the Star Luo Continent?
Shhhhhh.

One by one, pieces of battle armor flew out from the storage soul tool and quickly attached themselves to his body. They were thick and heavy, with shoulder armor shaped like tiger heads.

One-word armor: Tiger.

With this in mind, Dai Yueyan immediately put on his battle armor.

"Roar."

As the tiger roared through the mountains, Dai Yueyan's aura surged to the Soul Saint level. Without the slightest hesitation, he charged directly towards Ye Xinglan and Wu Siduo, who were two hundred meters away, like a stream of light and darkness intertwined.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Group Weakness!"

With her Netherworld Cat Martial Soul in effect, Dai Yun'er's figure flashed, instantly surpassing her brother. When she was less than fifty meters away from Ye Xinglan and Wu Siduo, the dark purple light on her body quietly receded, and a flash of azure light passed through her pupils. There seemed to be some strange fluctuation in the air, but her four soul rings remained unchanged.

"Spirit Eye Martial Soul?"

Ye Xinglan held the sword in her right hand, her eyes sparkling with starlight. When she raised the Star God Sword, countless starlight points lit up along the way, and sharp sword intent surged out, piercing the surroundings like a storm.

With a crack, the Star God Sword Intent seemed to collide with something. Under the gaze of countless people, the air was stirred up, and layers of spiritual ripples went from being obvious to being completely annihilated, clearly visible.

"how is this possible?"

Dai Yun'er's pupils contracted, never expecting that her fourth soul skill of the Spirit Eye Martial Soul would be so easily erased.

Her plan with Dai Yueyan was that she would use her speed to pretend to attract the enemy's attention, then launch a surprise attack with her Spirit Eye Martial Soul, which she had never shown before, to catch the opponent off guard. Then Dai Yueyan would unleash his full power, and even if he couldn't kill the opponent instantly, he would at least gain a significant advantage.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xinglan reacted extremely quickly, even detecting the spiritual energy hidden in the air.

"what is that?"

Suddenly, a noisy uproar resounded throughout the entire Xingluo Stadium.

From ordinary people to royalty, everyone was stunned. Emperor Dai Tianling, in particular, couldn't help but stand up, his face trembling.

As Dai Yueyan charged in and Ye Xinglan broke Dai Yun'er's soul skill, a dark light of black and white appeared on Wu Siduo's body, enveloping her from the inside out. It was a higher-grade spirit alloy battle armor.

One-word battle armor: You.

Not only that, her exquisite and curvaceous body, accentuated by her battle armor, suddenly became ethereal. Black and white and deep purple light spread out like mist, and when it became clear, a huge Netherworld White Tiger, ten meters long, appeared before everyone.

For the people of the Star Luo Empire, this is almost a household name.

Twenty thousand years ago, our ancestors Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing once displayed the mighty power of the Netherworld White Tiger.

"A self-fusion martial soul technique... she also has the White Tiger martial soul!?"

Dai Yueyan's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously slowed down. But soon, with a deep and solemn roar, he released the first, third, and fifth amplification soul skills in succession.

White Tiger Protective Barrier, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, White Tiger Demon God Transformation.

His body was covered by a layer of pale white light, and his height increased significantly, reaching nearly three meters. His eyes shone with golden light, and the character "王" (king) was clearly visible on his forehead. Behind him, a huge white tiger phantom appeared, with its claws growing to six feet long. Its aura was as deep and unfathomable as a hell, just like a living, ferocious white tiger.

"Fourth Soul Skill, White Tiger Demon-Slaying Strike!"

Dai Yueyan's powerful body suddenly curled up for a moment, then opened up, and streams of deep, dark energy flowed from his body to his tiger claws. Then, the tiger claws shattered the air and slashed forward fiercely.

In an instant, an enormous "kill" character, carrying an overbearing aura of annihilation, roared out like a torrent.

"Roar."

The Netherworld White Tiger remained fearless, letting out a soul-shaking roar as its massive, purplish-black tiger claws, wreathed in a blazing, ethereal power, slammed down.

Where the tiger's claws swept, light vanished, and space seemed to be swallowed by the deep, terrifying abyss.

"boom--"

The Netherworld Tiger Claw collided violently with the domineering word "Kill".

But to everyone's surprise, the expected evenly matched battle did not occur. Instead, at the moment of contact, the originally sharp and fierce "kill" word was like ice and snow under the scorching sun, frantically eroded by the violent netherworld power and quickly turned into nothingness.

The Netherworld White Tiger crushed the killing word with overwhelming force without pausing for a moment. A pair of purplish-black wings stretched out from both sides of its broad back. With a slight flap, the massive beast body pounced like a hungry tiger, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Dai Yueyan.

A silent, gust of wind surged forth, carrying an invincible momentum, and slammed towards Dai Yueyan from the side.

Dai Yueyan had no time to dodge and could only put her arms in front of her face to block.

There was a boom.

In front of hundreds of thousands of people, Dai Yueyan was like a cannonball, directly blasted away and crashed hard into the soul power shield, splashing out large ripples of energy.

Upon landing after bouncing back, Dai Yueyan's eyes, hidden behind her mask, revealed a look of horror.

Even though he was wearing battle armor, he still felt a pain that pierced his heart, as if all his bones and internal organs had shifted.

It's no exaggeration to say that without the support of the three great soul skills, relying solely on the protection of the battle armor, taking that slap would have resulted in at least a significant injury.

However, before Dai Yueyan could catch her breath, a huge shadow loomed over her.

Looking up, my pupils were filled with the enormous figure of the beast.

The Netherworld White Tiger lowered its head, its indifferent eyes staring at him. A strong wind swept across his face, and its two tiger claws pressed inward from both sides, solidifying the space like iron, making it as difficult to move even a single step.

Dai Yueyan's eyes widened in alarm. He stomped on the ground and used the force to propel himself into the sky.

Just then, the Netherworld White Tiger suddenly turned around, and its tail swept out like lightning, striking Dai Yueyan, who had leaped into the air.

He was hit like a baseball, sent flying, and crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater.

An uproar erupted from the audience.

"Fourth brother."

Dai Yun'er witnessed the whole thing and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Buzz." The air vibrated, as if warning something.

Dai Yun'er's expression changed, and she turned her head sharply to look, only to see a sword light tearing through the air and attacking her.

Dai Yun'er quickly dodged to the side, the sword light almost grazing past her before finally striking the soul power shield. At a glance, there was a sword mark on the ground that stretched for a hundred meters and was a meter deep.

Her chest heaved, and Dai Yun'er's face showed a lingering fear.

She looked at Ye Xinglan, who was walking slowly towards her, and immediately narrowed her eyes.

Those pupils lit up with a faint blue light once more, the first soul skill of the Spirit Eyes, Mental Detection, was activated!
She had exquisite control over every inch of the arena, and even Dai Yueyan, who was about to be struck by the Netherworld White Tiger again after being sent flying, received a boost.

However, Wu Siduo clearly anticipated the unique nature of the Spirit Eye Martial Soul, unleashing an extremely ferocious attack. Each palm strike caused the earth to crumble and the air to explode. Dai Yueyan frantically dodged, often managing to dodge three times before being hit once. Ironically, it was this very hit that caused extremely obvious cracks to appear in his battle armor, and his entire aura rapidly diminished.

He had considered retaliating, but as a fellow possessor of the White Tiger Martial Soul, Wu Siduo understood the fighting style of her kind of Soul Masters all too well, and she almost always anticipated Dai Yueyan's predictions.

For a while, Dai Yueyan flew back and forth, hardly ever landing.

Dai Tianling and the other members of the royal family kept turning their necks, looking left and right, watching Dai Yueyan play the trapeze game with uncomfortable expressions.

On the other side, Dai Yun'er, who had released her mental probe, wasn't in much better shape.

She knew that the Netherworld Cat was no match for Ye Xinglan, so she planned to fight with her mental power, but she just happened to encounter Ye Xinglan, who had mastered sword intent.

With the enhancement of sword intent, Ye Xinglan was able to remain fearless in the face of almost any mental attack.

When the mental impact hits her, the sword intent will rush to shatter it.

Do not harm my lord!

Ye Xinglan was much gentler with Dai Yun'er, basically standing still without moving, only unleashing sword light.

Dai Yun'er frantically dodged, but her mental attacks were useless. She tried using the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, but Ye Xinglan, after sparring with Wu Siduo, knew the attack trajectory of this Martial Soul all too well.

Each sword strike was perfectly timed, leaving Dai Yun'er feeling utterly helpless—unable to withstand close combat and immune to ranged attacks.

If it weren't for mental detection, she would have been struck long ago.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

Dai Yun'er is going crazy.

"Let me hit you once, just once and I'll give up."

Dai Yun'er, with a mournful face, transmitted her voice to Ye Xinglan.

Ye Xinglan smiled and said, "Alright, I'll let you hit me once."

It's really not right for a princess of a nation to treat someone like a kitten.

Dai Yun'er's eyes lit up, and she said thank you as she hurried over.

She was honest and didn't use any soul skills; she simply scratched Ye Xinglan's Star God Sword with her claws.

Then he decisively shouted to the referee, "Referee, I concede."

"Little sister, don't give up!"

Suddenly, a mournful sound rang out.

Everyone turned their gaze to look, only to find that Dai Yueyan, without the help of mental detection, could not even dodge once.

Under Wu Siduo's relentless onslaught, she was finally slapped from the air and sent flying into the ground, creating a huge human-shaped crater.

“Uh…” Dai Yun’er scratched her head awkwardly.

They were so focused on surrendering that they forgot their fourth brother was still being beaten.

Guilty sin.

After the attack ended, the Netherworld White Tiger let out a deafening roar before transforming back into its cold and beautiful form.

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of people and members of the royal family of the Star Luo Empire, Wu Siduo recalled her father's words before she went to the Star Luo Continent. She solemnly said, "Back then, thirty-six ancestors of my lineage were responsible for leading the White Tiger Guard to cover the rear. In the end, they were exhausted and defeated, with twenty-three dying in battle. We did our duty to the Star Luo royal family. Later, the Federation did not exterminate us. Out of gratitude, we chose to submit and changed our surname to Wu. In short, the descendants of Dai Yueheng have never disgraced our ancestors. We have fulfilled our responsibilities and never betrayed the enemy as soon as the war started."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Siduo looked at the referee and said, "Referee, please announce the result of the match."

The referee paused for a moment: "Match over, Spirit Transmission Academy wins."

Dead silence.

The entire Xingluo Stadium was silent, and people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Over thousands of years, even the indigenous people know about that period of history.

During the Great Migration, a branch of the royal family did indeed stay behind to cover the rear. After the empire stabilized, they did try to contact them, but when they found them, the other party did not choose to leave with them, but stayed on the Douluo Continent.

But what this girl said was different from the rumors.
Didn't they say that this royal family had already pledged allegiance to the Sun and Moon Federation?

The common people at the scene were kept in the dark, but Emperor Dai Tianling knew that when he came into contact with this royal family that had remained in Douluo Continent, the then Star Luo Emperor hoped that they could act as inside agents and transfer the technology and data of the Sun Moon Federation, but he was ruthlessly rejected.

The emperor was furious and severed all ties with this lineage until today, when Wu Siduo, a descendant of this lineage, arrived.

In general, it was the Star Luo royal family that wronged this branch of the royal family, which had long since become a collateral line. But of course, they couldn't openly admit that the emperor of that generation was wrong.

Thinking of this, Dai Tianling immediately stood up and said, "I am the current emperor of the Star Luo Empire, and I can prove that what she said is true. From now on, I ask the people of the empire to remember their great achievements and not to believe rumors. I would like to express my gratitude to your family."

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, Wu Siduo thought to herself, "Ancestors, you can rest in peace now."

A legend spanning thousands of years has come to an end today.

It wasn't exactly a sensation, after all, thousands of years have passed and things have changed drastically.

Dai Tianling preserved the dignity of the royal family, and Wu Siduo fulfilled her father's request; this trip was sufficient.

If we're talking about the only person who was truly heartbroken, it would probably be Dai Yueyan.

He was carried off on a stretcher in front of everyone.

The poor child encountered Wu Siduo, who was determined to prove her family's worth.

……

A month later.

As the largest spirit transmission tower in the Star Luo Continent, the Star Luo Spirit Transmission Tower is second only to the Heavenly Spirit Tower headquarters in size.

The spacious, classical hall was bustling with people. Soul Masters and visitors from other cities of the Star Luo Empire came and went in an endless stream. People either chatted quietly with the staff or strolled leisurely to admire the murals in the public areas. It was a busy yet orderly scene.

Top floor.

Zhang Geyang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of Xingluo Stadium.

"confirmed?"

"Reporting to the Tower Master, it's confirmed," the confidant replied respectfully.

"I understand. Inform them that if Elder Hanyun makes any move, they must report it to me immediately," Zhang Geyang said calmly.

"Yes." The confidant withdrew.

Standing by the window, Zhang Geyang sneered: "Xia Zheng Leng, Xia Zheng Leng, you never imagined that the Spirit Transmission Tower on the Star Luo Continent, which belongs directly to your Qian Gu family, is also under my absolute control, did you?"

You secretly mobilized people and a large number of soul spirit devices for converting living soul beasts. What are you trying to do, trying to hide it from me?
Have we discovered the place where Thor fell?
Jie Jie Jie! "

The laughter, like that of a guardian of the Soul Palace, abruptly stopped. Zhang Geyang's handsome face gradually became excited: "I have longed to become a Limit Douluo for decades. Finally, I have the opportunity to touch it. No one can stop me."

Call the Skeleton Emperor immediately.

"Yes."

Inside the office, an emotionless electronic voice rang out.

(End of this chapter)