Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 227 Tang Sect VS Holy Spirit Sect

He Caitou clenched his fists, his face full of struggle, and couldn't help but swear: "Damn it, why don't we just stop fighting and let the Holy Spirit Sect and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy fight it out!"

He took a deep breath, his tone clearly calculating: "The Holy Spirit Sect is not weak, and it will definitely be able to deplete the fighting force of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy. The Holy Spirit Sect will also suffer casualties. A draw would be the best outcome for us, and we would have an advantage in the later matches."

Beibei frowned slightly and shook her head: "That won't do. Let's try it first. We can't admit defeat before we've even started. Let's discuss a plan first."

In the afternoon, the round-robin tournament was nearing its end, and the highly anticipated match of the first group of death finally arrived—Tang Sect versus Holy Spirit Sect.

In the rest area of ​​the arena, the Holy Spirit Sect group had already arrived. Similar to the Mingyu Sect before them, the captain of this team had not made a move in the group stage. Nine figures stood silently among them. In addition to the seven team members who were going to compete, there was also a team leader—the old man they had met once before. At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping across the arena, revealing little emotion.

"Holy Spirit Sect Team, Shrek Academy Team, both teams' players, enter the waiting area." Zheng Zhan's voice came through the amplified soul tool.

"Individual elimination match, first round, players from both teams take the court."

On the Holy Spirit Sect's side, a short young man named Jili appeared. His eyes were dark green and, upon closer inspection, were constantly changing, which was quite eerie.

On the Tang Sect's side, the first to appear was not Bei Bei, but He Cai Tou.

The first member of the Holy Spirit Sect to enter the arena possessed a Brain-Eating Beast martial soul. Among soul beasts, there have been those that feed exclusively on the brains of various creatures, making them extremely ferocious. The appearance of a Brain-Eating Beast would inevitably cause chaos in the local area. Wherever one or two Brain-Eating Beasts passed, an entire village or town would become a dead zone. Whether human or animal, everyone would have a small hole pierced between their eyebrows, their brains completely sucked out.

"Both parties share the same name."

"Tang Clan, He Caitou"

"Holy Spirit Sect, auspicious."

He Caitou's eyes were fixed on Jili. He had heard that brain-eating beasts possessed immense strength, especially their straw-like tongues. When launched, the force was enormous. They used this tongue to suck out brain marrow. Besides their strength, brain-eating beasts were incredibly fast and had astonishing defense. Their weakness was their poor ranged attack ability. Therefore, when surrounding and killing brain-eating beasts, the usual method was to fire volleys of bullets from a distance to suppress them and ultimately kill them.

Before Zheng Zhan's powerful voice had completely faded, he suddenly raised his right hand.

"Om-"

A burst of energy erupted from the cracks in the tectonic plates, weaving into a semi-transparent, pale blue light curtain that enveloped the arena like an inverted bowl. Fine runes flowed across the light curtain; as energy was injected, the runes lit up one by one, eventually converging into a clear line of golden text: 【Tiger Roars Through the Mountains #580】.

The next second, the scene within the light screen changed abruptly. The once smooth ground cracked open, and soil gushed from the fissures, instantly piling up into rolling hills. Towering ancient trees rose from the ground, their trunks so thick that several people would need to encircle them, their branches and leaves as lush as umbrellas, layer upon layer of green that blocked out the sun, allowing only dappled sunlight to filter through the gaps in the leaves. The forest was filled with dampness, mixed with the scent of decaying leaves and pine resin, and the ground beneath one's feet was soft and muddy, occasionally cracking softly when stepping on a dead branch.

A faint tiger's roar echoed from afar, deep and majestic, as if resonating right beside my ears. Vines entwined the mountainside, and occasionally an unknown bird would take flight, creating a commotion as it skimmed the treetops. On one side, the hills sloped steeply, exposing dark brown rocks, while on the other side, dense thickets covered the leaves with tiny thorns along their edges, interspersed with a few unidentified wildflowers, adding a touch of wild vitality.

Broken logs and fallen tree trunks are scattered on the ground, some bearing clear claw marks about an inch deep, as if wild beasts had just fought there. A clear stream meanders through the forest, the "tinkling" sound of the water hitting the rocks intertwining with the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, creating a vivid and dynamic mountain forest scene. Even the humidity and temperature of the air seem to be precisely simulated, instantly immersing the viewer in the atmosphere.

A chilling, pale blue aura suddenly erupted from Gilly's body, sweeping outwards with a hint of coldness. Immediately afterward, his originally short body suddenly expanded without warning. His black cloak could not withstand this force and was instantly torn to pieces, revealing an extremely bizarre figure inside.

After expanding, Jili's first and third spirit rings lit up simultaneously, their eerie light flowing among the scales. His upper body was covered in a layer of bluish-gray scales, becoming exceptionally robust, while his lower limbs appeared even shorter and thicker compared to his muscular upper body. At this moment, his muscles were bulging, the bulging lines exuding a savage sense of power; his head had completely transformed into a triangle, his lips protruding outwards, revealing two rows of gleaming white fangs that gleamed with a chilling light.

Due to the drastic deformation of his head, his original appearance is now completely unrecognizable. His face is covered with layers of scales, edged with tiny barbs, making him look particularly ferocious. His small eyes gleam with a cold, piercing light, as if he were watching his prey.

His arms were exceptionally thick and muscular, crossed in front of him to form a solid defense. Then, he stepped forward with his left foot, and it was clear that his foot instantly grew larger, with three sharp claws at the tip, also covered with fine gray-blue scales, exuding a fierce aura.

However, it's He Caitou who's taking the stage now, and he's relatively more effective against Ji Li. It remains to be seen if He Caitou can perform perfectly, ideally defeating his opponent without taking any damage. On the stage, He Caitou's performance seems relatively stable. Facing this evil soul master who likely possesses uncanny abilities, he hasn't chosen to use his Soul Guidance Turret technique. After all, this technique is mostly suitable for team battles or dealing with opponents of lower levels. Now, facing an evil soul master, he naturally won't allow himself to become a sitting duck.

"I have a thin cigar here." He Caitou said, and a thin cigar materialized in his hand. He quickly put it in his mouth, and at the same time, several soul-guided cannons were released and surrounded him.

He took a deep drag on his thin cigar, and the muzzle of the Soul Guidance Cannon suddenly flashed with a blinding white light, precisely aiming at Gilly.

Even now, He Caitou still often thinks back to the days when Huo Yuhao's mental detection was helpful. He misses the feeling of not having to use his brain to make judgments.

boom!
Several shots were fired in succession, but all of them hit empty air. As a Soul Emperor, Jili's Martial Soul, the Brain-Eating Beast, was not slow. Moreover, He Caitou's shots had not been locked onto any target, so it was not difficult for Jili to dodge them.

He Caitou's hands moved without the slightest hesitation. He immediately released an eighth-level soul guide shield. The light blue light screen instantly unfolded in front of him, emitting stable energy fluctuations.

At this moment, Geely's figure moved even closer to He Caitou.

For Soul Masters like He Caitou who rely on long-range Soul Tools in combat, once an opponent gets close, they often have little chance to fight back.

If it were an ordinary Soul Master, it wouldn't be so bad, but Jili, an evil Soul Master who is also a Soul Emperor, definitely has the strength to severely injure He Caitou. He Caitou is very clear about this, so he immediately poured his soul power into the propulsion soul tool behind him.

Using the power of the propelling soul tool, He Caitou did not retreat, but instead charged towards Jili, while secretly accumulating energy.

A cold glint flashed in Jili's small eyes. His lips parted sharply, and a purplish-black tongue shot straight at He Caitou's brow like an arrow. He Caitou's level eight soul-guided shield was not closed, but precisely because the shield was blocking his way, there was no opening for attack. He could only manipulate his propulsion soul-guided device to forcibly move to the side.

"Smack!" The purplish-black tongue lashed heavily at He Caitou's level eight soul-guiding shield, but failed to cause any damage.

The soul-guided device fired by He Caitou was called the Thunder Cannon. A blinding flash of lightning streaked across the muzzle as several thunder shells roared out. Upon hitting Jili, the shells exploded instantly, and violent lightning power spread outwards. Jili was electrocuted and convulsed violently, momentarily paralyzed.

It's important to know that Gilly's purplish-black tongue is extremely dangerous. No matter the situation in the battle, if you get stabbed by it, it basically means the end of the match, and it may even endanger your life.

Although He Caitou possessed more than one level-six soul-guided shield, he was unwilling to waste it in vain. The flying soul-guided device behind him quickly unfolded, its pale blue energy wings shimmering faintly, and it was about to fly upwards to create distance.

"Since you enjoy using this tongue so much, then I'll cut it off for you!" He Caitou sneered, and a level nine soul tool suddenly appeared in his hand—[Zhu Xi·Absolute Flame].

The soul tool was entirely red, radiating a scorching aura. As He Caitou poured his soul power into it, a condensed red blade, carrying an aura of earth-shattering destruction, slashed down, and with a "sizzle," precisely severed Jili's purplish-black tongue.

This [Zhu Xi·Absolute Flame] is no ordinary level-eight soul tool; it's a product of Xia Die's creation, "using a star as its furnace and its heart's fire as its blade."

A burst-damage sword specially crafted for fire-type, high-attack titled Douluo.

The sword transforms into pure high-temperature plasma the moment it is unsheathed, delivering a three-stage kill to a single target: shield break, soul burn, and meltdown. It can also split into seven fiery meteor afterimages to perform a "solar prominence baptism" on a group.

If this sword were wielded by a Soul Master of Ultimate Fire, it would be of terrifying power; this strike almost killed him.

Everyone present was shocked, but Jing Hongchen was filled with anger.

(End of this chapter)