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

Chapter 229 Breaking Boundaries: Golden Dragon World-Destroying Halberd

Facing Yan Feng, a fellow Soul Master who could potentially threaten her life, Bei Bei resolved to exert all her strength based on her first martial soul.

But just as he was about to use his soul bone technique, he was horrified to discover that the teleportation had completely failed!

Just then, a huge bone claw appeared above Beibei's head without warning, bringing a chilling wind that swept down—it was Yan Feng's fifth soul skill, "Bone Claw Prison".

"Damn it!" Beibei roared in anger. Normally, with his teleportation ability, he could have dodged the attack immediately, but now he could only watch helplessly as the bone claws approached, caught off guard and in a dangerous situation.

Beibei quickly realized that the amplification effect of his golden light was weakening. This was another effect of Yan Feng's fourth and fifth soul skills—shielding auxiliary soul skills, and even the instantaneous teleportation soul skill attached to his Three Lives Wolf Ape left leg bone was not spared.

Even more troublesome is that once controlled by this set of soul skills, almost all soul skills become difficult to unleash. Yan Feng's Bone Claw Cage also has a terrifying characteristic: absolute defense. As long as the connection between Yan Feng and the Bone Claw Cage is not severed, the cage cannot be broken by external force; unless the trapped person's strength far exceeds that of Yan Feng, they can forcibly break through.

Is Beibei's strength far superior to Yan Feng's? Although the Golden Sacred Dragon has a certain restraint on evil martial souls, the word "far superior" is far from enough.

The Bone Claw Cage has a flaw—it can't lock onto an opponent and can only rely on prediction. But at this moment, Beibei is already restrained by the Burial Ground. Even a second's delay is enough for Yan Feng to connect this chain of control and completely trap him in the Bone Claw.

Yan Feng's seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up, and his strongest martial spirit true form was activated without reservation—his figure flickered and instantly transformed into a complete bone dragon, with a cold, deep blue flame dancing on his skull, radiating a suffocating pressure.

The bone dragon roared and pounced on Bebe, who was still struggling in the burial ground.

However, the next second, a huge golden dragon suddenly appeared, forcefully blocking the bone dragon's impact! Bei Bei also activated her Martial Soul True Body, her golden holy dragon scales shining brightly, and instantly collided with the bone dragon. Two powerful forces erupted, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a deafening roar.

The dragon head that Yan Feng had transformed into lowered slightly, and the deep blue flames in his eye sockets danced even more intensely, carrying a slightly hoarse, metallic texture. His voice came from between the opening and closing of his jaw: "Interesting, kid."

Before the words were even finished, the bone dragon's massive body swung violently, its long tail whipping out like a steel whip with a whistling wind, forcing the golden holy dragon to sidestep and block. Clearly, Beibei's ability to break free from the chain of controls and activate his Martial Soul True Body had exceeded his expectations, but it had also ignited an even deeper fighting spirit. Beibei's voice, carrying the golden holy dragon's roar, vibrated through the air: "Enough nonsense, prepare to die!"

Before the words were finished, the golden holy dragon suddenly raised its head, and golden dragon breath surged out like magma, carrying a scorching aura that could purify all evil spirits, rushing straight towards the bone dragon opposite.

The dragon's claws crossed in front of it, gathering dense electric light. Crackling golden arcs of electricity traveled along the dragon's scales, clearly intending to tear apart this body made of bones and evil power with the most ferocious attack.

"Bone Dragon Divine Light!" The bone dragon that Yan Feng had transformed into suddenly raised its head, and its eighth soul ring suddenly burst out with a dazzling light. A terrifying power surged within its body, and a white beam of light, as solid as a substance, tore through the air, rushing straight toward Bei Bei with a destructive aura.

"Boundary Breaker - Golden Dragon Annihilation Halberd!" Bei Bei roared in response. Golden light surged from the body of the golden holy dragon, and a golden divine halberd, imbued with the ultimate dragon power, appeared out of thin air. The halberd's blade flowed with dazzling patterns, illuminating the entire sky in gold. With a roar, this halberd, containing the power of destruction, ripped through the sky and shot fiercely towards the white pillar of light like a meteor falling to earth.

Two forces, one gold and one white, collided violently in mid-air. In an instant, a violent energy shockwave spread outwards, even tearing apart the gloomy sky of the simulated battlefield [Valley of the Dead 58690], revealing a brief surge of energy turbulence.

However, the golden halberd completely devoured the white pillar of light, and its terrifying power, undiminished, surged towards Yan Feng like a raging storm.

"boom--"

The bone dragon was struck hard by the immense force, instantly flying backwards for tens of thousands of meters before landing awkwardly. The Martial Soul True Body dissipated, and Yan Feng reappeared in human form, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his body swaying slightly. However, deep blue flames flickered in his eyes, clearly indicating only minor injuries, not a fundamental one. His gaze towards Bei Bei held a newfound seriousness and ruthlessness.

Back in the center of the arena, Scorpion Tiger Douluo's voice had already reached Yan Feng's ears through his soul power.

Upon hearing those telepathic messages, Yan Feng's expression changed drastically. His already gloomy face became extremely grim, as if he had been struck by an invisible boulder. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and finally gritted his teeth, saying in a voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "My Holy Spirit Sect concedes defeat."

"The victor is Tang Clan." Zheng Zhan's voice echoed in the silent arena, but it was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, barely causing a ripple. The stands were completely silent, tens of thousands of eyes fixed on the center of the arena. No one cheered, and no one discussed the matter.

The next morning.

The first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist of the city, sprinkling onto the well-arranged buildings. The glazed tiles gleamed with a warm luster in the morning light, and the plane tree leaves lining the streets, still glistening with last night's dew, were translucent under the sunlight.

Zheng Zhan announced today's match; it's a qualifying round, not a round-robin.

The top ten teams are as follows.

Shrek Academy.

Tangmen.

Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

St. Freya Academy.

Haotian Sect.

Snow Demon Sect.

Extreme North Sect.

Holy Spirit Sect.

Star Luo Royal Academy.

Imperial Academy of Dio.

Zheng Zhan's voice resounded across the arena once again: "The first match of the qualifying round is between Haotian Sect and St. Freya Academy. Each side will send one player onto the field within five minutes."

St. Freya Academy, waiting area.

"Finally, we've encountered the Haotian Sect. I'll be the first to go." As soon as Jiu Li finished speaking, her eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.

"Jiuli, wait a moment." Wang Dong'er stepped forward, her tone insistent. "Can I go first?"

“Dong’er…” Jiu Li looked at the undeniable seriousness in her eyes, swallowed back the words that were about to come out, and finally nodded gently, “Alright.”

The brief exchange between the students of St. Freya Academy only added to the suspense for onlookers. Wang Dong'er's volunteering to fight against Haotian Sect clearly showed her confidence in this opening match, or her determination to secure the first victory.

(End of this chapter)