Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 118: A Chaotic Battle + A Mixed Competition Between Inner and Outer Courtyards (Two-in-One)

Soul fighting field.

Thirty core disciples from both academies gathered together.

However, the Martial Soul system still dominates, occupying twenty-nine positions, while the Soul Guidance system only has one position—He Caitou.

Su Wen smiled the moment he saw the latter.

The wandering prince of the Sun and Moon finally met him.

Upon seeing Su Wen, the latter gave a simple, honest smile and then quietly stayed alone in a corner. He was quite shrewd; otherwise, after experiencing a series of events, he wouldn't have survived until now if he were truly mentally impaired.

Su Wen turned his gaze to this person, who was Huo Yuhao's senior brother in the original work. Because of his close relationship with Fan Yu, the two had a close relationship from beginning to end, and he was even the first person to know the secret identity of He Caitou.

Perhaps because of Huo Gua, he harbored resentment towards him?

Hard to say……

All seven disciples of the inner courtyard arrived.

The red and white school uniforms made the figures look taller and more slender, and were much more aesthetically pleasing than the yellowish-brown uniforms worn by the freshmen from the Foreign Languages ​​Department. Ling Luochen and Ma Xiaotao were among them, and they winked at Su Wen as a greeting.

The rest, including Dai Yueheng and Yao Haoxuan, remained members of the Death Squad of the Mingdou Mountains.

However, the difference was that among the core disciples of the outer academy, there were several figures who shouldn't have been there: the blonde Mu Qiu'er, the silver-haired Gu Yuena, and Su Wen...

And then there's Xuanzi, with his back to his waist, carrying a chicken leg in one hand and a wine jug in the other, his hair all messy and looking like a beggar.

"Xiao Yan, is everyone here?"

Xuanzi waved his hand and said leisurely.

"Elder Xuan, everyone's here."

A bespectacled, middle-aged, refined man quickly counted the number of people and then jogged back to report.

"Who is this old man?" Xie Huanyue muttered to herself.

“Supreme Elder,” Su Wen said instinctively.

"Our academy has a Supreme Elder?" Xie Huanyue exclaimed in astonishment.

"Cough cough cough." Su Wen then realized what was happening, his expression slightly embarrassed.

"Alright, let's begin the Soul Arena free-for-all. The arena beneath your feet will be the area of ​​your battle. Anyone kicked out of the area will be eliminated. Only seven will remain. Let's begin." Xuanzi glanced at Su Wen with surprise before speaking.

"A free-for-all?!"

Everyone was clearly surprised that the selection process would be so hasty.

But that's how it should be. The starting players are strong enough. It's a game where they can win without any effort. There's no need for substitutes to add damage. The substitutes just need to cheer from the sidelines. That's why Xuanzi dared to be so hasty.

"Damn it, charge!" While everyone was stunned, Xie Huanyue had already charged forward and started charging like a ferocious elephant among the core disciples (not a skill name). Many Soul Masters in their twenties were indeed eliminated in the chaos.

The lineups quickly began to diverge.

Su Wen crossed his arms and watched the scene calmly.

The hurricane stood behind him, its terrifying height making Su Wen appear quite small. But the white-haired behemoth stood like a bodyguard, its nearly six-meter-tall body enveloping all light and shadow, including Su Wen's shadow, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Everyone used every move imaginable, the battle raged, and all sorts of spirit rings and spirit skills were unleashed relentlessly. Every few seconds, someone would be thrown out covered in dust, their brains almost spilling out, but they would still consciously keep a safe distance from Su Wen, leaving a large space around him, as if they were being isolated...

Ning Tian stood beside Su Wen. Support-type Soul Masters were a must. Even though her strength was far inferior to Gongyang Mo's, her role in the team competition was far greater than that of a Soul Master who was even one level higher than her.

"Nana, my big gun is itching for a fight!" Mu Qiu'er said, pulling on Gu Yuena's arm, eager to try it out.

"Hmm." The silver-haired girl nodded slightly.

The next instant, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded.

"Golden dragon body!"

Then came a dazzling golden light, almost blurry, that rushed into the crowd.

Mu Qiu'er wielded the Golden Dragon Spear, wreaking havoc among the crowd. With a single spear thrust, she blasted away He Caitou, who had been hiding in a corner like a fortress. Then came Xue Ling, and Xie Huanyue also met her end. Even the fusion of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's martial souls was swept away.

The Golden Dragon's terrifying strength, combined with its Soul Master cultivation, made it virtually impossible for anyone to withstand.

Xu Sanshi attempted to use the Xuanming substitution to launch a sneak attack, and almost succeeded, but ultimately fell short and was ousted from the stage.

In the end, only seven people remained on the stage: Su Wen, Gu Yuena, Mu Qiu'er, Ning Tian, ​​Wang Dong, Jiang Nannan, and Bei Bei.

Wang Dong was just incredibly lucky.

They weren't targeted initially because they were too weak.

As a result, Mu Qiu'er was like a tiger entering a pack of wolves. After a fierce attack, she looked back and realized that Wang Dong was trembling with fear. There were only seven people left to be eliminated.

So I included her in the calculation.

Xiao Xiao looked at Wang Dong with a smile. She had jumped down herself and didn't want to make things difficult for others.

But Wang Dong was in a real bind.

He cast a pleading look at Su Wen.

The onlookers below followed the scene, their gazes shifting back and forth until finally revealing expressions of "I see," exchanging glances. Holy crap! A love triangle!

You love him, but he loves him; he doesn't love him; he...

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

This is a bombshell that can be described as a year-end event, leaving everyone feeling stuffed and even sweeping away the disappointment of being eliminated!

Even a few inner court disciples had teasing expressions on their faces, as if to say, "You're pretty good, kid, you're attractive to both men and women."

"..."

Su Wen, who was caught in the crossfire, twitched his face.

He glanced around indifferently.

Xue Ling, Xie Huan Yue, and the others immediately fixed their gazes straight ahead.

"Yao Haoxuan! Don't leave after the selection." Su Wen looked at the inner courtyard disciples. This guy had his arm around Chen Zifeng's shoulder, and the smile on his face was quite lewd. You could tell at a glance what he was thinking.

His eyes gleamed with danger as he gritted his teeth and said.

"ah?!!"

Yao Haoxuan stared in disbelief, instantly at a loss for words: "No, Xiao Wen, I just came to watch the fun, how is this related to me?"

This is the Soul Arena. Don't leave after the selection is over. You can figure out what's going on even if you don't know what's happening.

"He's that famous even in the inner courtyard?" Cui Yajie's eyes flashed with surprise.

The big devil of the outer courtyard, well, that's one thing.

How come they are all so famous in the inner courtyard now?

Dai Huabin watched this scene coldly.

He was not grateful for Su Wen's charity, especially since he had been severely beaten by his father before leaving. Dai Hao's words, "Learn more from Su Wen," deeply stung his nerves.

And that beast Dai Yueheng, even though he was the one interrogating me, he still forced me to embarrass myself, and then seized the opportunity to beat me up badly.

Just wait, everyone just wait.

Sooner or later, I'll get my revenge on them one by one!

However, seeing this scene, he also felt a little envious.

His brother Dai Yueheng was also there, and his attitude towards Su Wen was completely different from how he treated him. There were also a group of inner court disciples, and their casual conversations made it seem as if they had known each other for a long time. He envied this kind of network of connections and the feeling of being respected.

He craved the respect of the strong, especially the geniuses of Shrek Academy. If they were just servants and slaves from the Duke's mansion, he would only look down on them. But in this place teeming with monsters, gaining the respect of geniuses of his own age was very difficult...

Not to mention the group of true prodigies in the inner courtyard.

Even his elder brother was only of average skill. The outer court disciples couldn't help but feel envious as they watched their once mysterious inner court senior now joking and playing with Su Wen.

This terrifying network of connections might not seem like much to Yan Shaozhe, Xuanzi, and the others, but it was particularly impressive among a group of inexperienced children who had just entered the academy.

After all, Shrek Academy's inner court has very strict requirements. Those who can enter are the top monsters on the entire continent. Even for core disciples like them, joining is only a matter of probability, not a certainty. It is very rare to be recognized and treated equally by these senior students.

They could sense that these senior students treated them more like veterans treating rookies, with a sense of superiority, except for Su Wen…

"Why doesn't Xiao Wen come to be a regular player? He'll be forced out of Yao Haoxuan's team." Gongyang Mo chuckled.

"Shut up! You sissy!" Yao Haoxuan said angrily.

"How could you possibly understand the relationship between Xiao Wen and me? That's so superficial!"

He glanced at Su Wen with a slightly guilty look. At this point, he probably couldn't even beat Su Wen's weakest trump card, the Wind Baboon. Rather than losing face in public, he might as well show goodwill in time.

But Su Wen remained unmoved.

……

Spirit world.

Inside a magnificent palace.

All seven monsters were present.

However, Xiao Wu pulled Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing inside to whisper secrets about their private lives. Only Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun were in the main hall.

“Xiao San, do you mean... we're not going to train that kid anymore?” Dai Mubai asked thoughtfully.

"No, that's not it." Tang San shook his head.

"Since there is a more dazzling existence, we should naturally focus our attention on him first. As for your junior, let's put him aside for now and let him develop at Shrek Academy. After he ascends to the God Realm, we can arrange for him to become a third-level god or a priest. With his mother's soul around, he will surely be devoted to him."

"A million-year-old soul beast sacrificed itself—could we have even dreamed of such an opportunity back then? It shows that his luck was definitely not bad. However, two chosen ones of destiny were born in the Douluo Continent at the same time. When two tigers fight, one of them will surely be injured..." Tang San pondered.

“You guys are so relaxed, arranging things for him with just a few words. What if he doesn’t want to give up his revenge?” Oscar said with a smile.

"Hmph, I am his ancestor. If I make him kneel, he has to kneel. Besides, it's his luck to become the mistress's subordinate..." Dai Mubai revealed an arrogant expression.

“That’s true.” Oscar nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity that Destruction is keeping such a close eye on things that many plans can't be carried out. We can only rely on Da Ming and Er Ming in the lower realm to do things. Even now, it's difficult to find out what's going on down there..." Tang San sighed.

"Could he have noticed something?" Oscar frowned slightly.

"Probably not." Tang San pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "I have never given myself away."

The three brothers were having a lively discussion.

In the corner, Ma Hongjun sat forlornly, quietly savoring the aged wine from the celestial realm…

……

"Roar!!!"

Fighting spirit area.

The stands were empty, but roars echoed from the field.

"Blade of Gale!"

Su Wen gave a soft shout.

The hurricane soared into the air, its five fingers grasping forward as if controlling threads. Several cyan gusts of wind appeared behind it, pulling it forward and shooting wind blades that were as sharp as if they could slice through the air.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Yao Haoxuan's face turned pale, and his swollen body instantly deflated, shrinking back to its normal size. Hurricane's strength had already subtly surpassed his own. Under this heavy blow, even as the tank in the team, he simply couldn't withstand it.

"Destroy!"

Chen Zifeng stood behind him, his two fingers together, and uttered a single word.

He wielded the longsword from a distance, directly confronting the three gusts of wind.

"boom!"

The aftershocks of the damage rippled through the air.

Chen Zifeng's expression turned serious, and he couldn't help but swear: "Damn! This kid's strength has improved again!"

After all, Su Wen has only used the Hurricane, which is enough to rival a Soul King of at least level 55, not to mention the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion and the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear that are also eyeing him.

"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Dai Yueheng's expression was serious, and he let out a tiger's roar.

His muscles were bursting out, and his outer clothes were torn apart, revealing steel-like muscles. Although he looked intimidating, the difference between him and Dai Hao who appeared that day was not small. This was not a difference in strength, but rather the result of the tempering on the battlefield.

In terms of strength, Dai Hao wouldn't even rank in the top twenty at Shrek Academy.

However, being in the mysterious Douluo Continent, one gains certain unique advantages as a commander.

Dai Yueheng roared toward Su Wen and the others with overwhelming force.

There's no other way; if we want to beat them, we have to get this guy off the stage first.

Gongyang Mo understood instantly.

With his martial spirit possessing him, a dazzling rainbow-like light instantly enveloped him. Chen Zifeng, Yao Haoxuan, and the others also looked serious as they broke through the encirclement, leaving their support Gongyang Mo surrounded by Xixi and Beibei.

Gu Yuena and Mu Qiu'er exchanged a glance, and the two of them followed in an instant.

This is a do-or-die situation!

The situation changes rapidly.

Originally, both sides occupied one side, but now they have unanimously switched positions, leaving only a few people from each side to fight against the other side's multiple forces.

"Take down Su Wen first!"

Dai Yueheng gave a soft shout.

The group instantly understood and the six of them formed a crescent shape to surround him.

One Soul Emperor, two Soul Kings, and three Soul Sect Masters—they've already been quite lenient in dealing with Su Wen. Even if they force out the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, they must still target Su Wen and force him out first.

"Xiao Wen!"

Ling Luochen gave a soft shout.

She offered her slender hand, which Su Wen grasped in return, their fingers intertwined. Although the two did not possess any martial soul fusion techniques, their ice attributes did not clash, and Ling Luochen's soul power continuously flowed into Su Wen's body.

"Seven treasures transform into crystal! The third is power!"

"First, speed!"

Ning Tian quickly followed, and from the exquisite pagoda he held in his hands, two beams of light flowed and fell on Su Wen.

"Ice Emperor!"

Su Wen gave a soft shout.

A vibrant green shadow flashed past in front of me.

"The Realm of Permanent Frozen!"

"Dihantian!"

Dai Yueheng and the others felt their forward movement suddenly halt. Pale blue frost spread from the bottom of the Ice Emperor, and its distinctly bony scorpion tail swayed continuously, exquisite like a work of art, yet exuding a strong aura of danger.

(End of this chapter)