Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 249 The Sixth Title Douluo in the Shadows
"Juechen, what do you think?"

Ning Fengzhi did not answer directly.

Instead, he looked at the silent young man beside him, Ji Juechen, who had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School on Ye Ling's orders.

"I don't know, but I really want to fight them."

Ji Juechen stared intently at the battle between Du Busi, Long Aotian, and Bingdi, a fanatical light flashing in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

To be honest, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has been completely devoted to Ji Juechen over the years.

However, Ji Juechen has always been ambiguous about fully joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Moreover, this guy is a battle maniac; he has no other interests or hobbies besides sword practice and fighting.

Ning Fengzhi's repeated attempts to win him over seemed like a joke.

Moreover, he is not tactful enough in his dealings with others.

Ning Fengzhi finally understood why Ji Juechen, with only level three innate soul power, was able to cultivate to the point of almost reaching the Soul Douluo realm.

It's not incomprehensible that such a pure person could cultivate at such a speed.

Although Ji Juechen did not join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, his talent in swordsmanship was simply too high.

This pleased Chen Xin, who also imparted a great deal of knowledge about swordsmanship to him.

"Prince Xuexing is the only remaining male direct descendant of the Tiandou royal family. Our mission is to protect him."

After pondering for a moment, Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School should not get involved in the affairs of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and the Spirit Hall."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Chen Xin paused for a moment before nodding.

Ning Fengzhi's tendency to sit on the fence has become an instinct.

If the power of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion is not as great as that of the Spirit Hall, or if the power of the Spirit Hall is not as great as that of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

Ning Fengzhi would definitely choose to help the weaker party.

Despite being a sect with a support-type martial soul, it ranks second among the top three sects.

The foundation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's existence lies in the so-called balance of power on the continent.

As long as the various forces on the mainland maintain a balance, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can continue to exist.

In the face of such a great battle between the Spirit Hall and the Supplementary Pavilion, remaining neutral is the best way for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to survive.

"The battlefield is so stalemate, and the titled Douluo above are just not putting in any effort."

Ye Ling looked at the situation on the field and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Could there be some other trick up your sleeve?"

Logically, if the Spirit Hall's attack fails, they should retreat immediately, just like in the original story.

But these people are still fighting hard here. If they don't have a backup plan, Ye Ling really can't think of any other reason.

"I didn't expect that two powerful experts from the Heaven-Mending Pavilion could stop our five Title Douluos."

On a mountain peak several kilometers away, a man dressed in golden armor looked rather grim.

This man had a resolute appearance and a well-proportioned figure. Most importantly, he had nine spirit rings under his feet.

This person is none other than the Fifth Elder of the Spirit Hall, the Light Feather Douluo with a strength of up to level 96!
"The fourth, sixth, and seventh brothers don't seem to be a match for that original form Douluo."

"If I don't take action soon, I'm afraid they will be defeated again."

Guangling Douluo took a deep breath, and a Guangling Divine Bow, shimmering with a chilling aura and seemingly made of ice crystals, appeared in his hand.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

The seventh spirit ring under the feet of the Light Feather Douluo lit up, and his entire body merged with the Light Feather Divine Bow, transforming into a physical Light Feather Divine Bow that was tens of meters long.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Eternal Frost Arrow."

The ninth spirit ring lit up, and the bowstring of the Light Feather Divine Bow instantly tightened.

All the soul power of the titled Douluo seemed to be gathered on the bowstring, and a long ice crystal arrow, about ten meters thick, condensed and took shape on the bowstring.

How strong is Ye Ling's mental power?
He sensed it almost the instant the Lightfeather Divine Bow locked onto him. "Perfect timing!"

Ye Ling suddenly stood up, and eight spirit rings of different colors finally appeared in everyone's sight for the second time.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

The seventh golden spirit ring suddenly lit up, and a huge phantom, hundreds of meters long but with an indistinct face, appeared behind Ye Ling.

Unlike before, this enormous phantom was surrounded by twelve different colored Dharma wheels behind its head.

Like a deity.

This commotion was even more noticeable than the battle between several Title Douluos high in the sky.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the true form of the Martial Soul, which seemed like a god descending to earth.

The entire battlefield fell silent in an instant.

Those below the Title Douluo level felt a pressure emanating from the depths of their bloodline and couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

This is a dimensional reduction attack by the Pangu bloodline on the bloodlines of the beings in the Douluo plane.

In an instant, everyone on both sides of the battlefield, still immersed in the power of Ye Ling's Martial Soul True Body, knelt down in the direction of Ye Ling.

Even Tang San couldn't resist his body's instincts and knelt on the ground with a resentful expression.

"asshole!"

Tang San muttered a curse under his breath.

Although he was born from a human-animal hybrid, his primary bloodline is still human.

However, in his entire life, he has only ever knelt before Yu Xiaogang and his parents.

Although he had to kneel before Ye Ling again because of the pressure of his bloodline, Ye Ling still considered it a great humiliation in his life.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Chaos Spear!"

The eighth golden spirit ring beneath Ye Ling's feet lit up.

The power of the twelve laws converged in the air, and then transformed into a huge, chaotic spear in the phantom's hand.

"go with!"

The spear was suddenly hurled out by the phantom, and even the surrounding space showed signs of collapsing.

At this moment, the ninth soul skill of the Light Feather Douluo had also been formed, and the ice crystal arrow was suddenly shot out from the Light Feather Longbow.

Before the eyes of the teachers and students of the participating academies in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition.

Before hundreds of knights of the Royal Knights.

Before thousands of black-robed Soul Masters from the Spirit Hall.

Before the five Spirit Hall Title Douluos, Poison Undying, and Ice Emperor.

The ice crystal arrow and the chaos spear collided in mid-air.

There was no movement at all, as if space and time had been frozen in an instant.

Some people even blinked in confusion and pinched their cheeks.

But the next moment, a tremendous roar resounded in everyone's ears.

The sky suddenly darkened, then immediately returned to a brightness that was almost blinding.

It shines brightly even in the darkness.

Thunder roared in the silence.

Soul Masters below the Title Douluo level were completely knocked unconscious by the massive shockwave without any resistance.

After a brief stalemate, the ice crystal arrow disintegrated under the chaotic spear, turning into specks of light that vanished into the air.

Although the halo on the Chaos Spear had dimmed considerably, it still shot toward Light Feather Douluo at an almost unavoidable speed.

Guangling Douluo felt a chill run through his body; he had been firmly locked onto by Ye Ling's mental power.

With his soul power nearly depleted, he had absolutely no means of defense.

The next moment, the chaotic-colored spear pierced directly through his chest and then emerged from his spine.

(End of this chapter)