Douluo Dragon King: I am the Lord of the Abyss, the King of Eternal Night.

Chapter 298 Violating the Competition! Angel Douluo! A Request from the Angel Family!
"not good!"

"Mountains and rivers! Mountains and rivers! Mountains and rivers!"

Just as Enci tried to stop him, Long Yue's eyes had already turned blood-red. His huge fist slammed into the ground, and his first spirit ring was also stained with blood light, lighting up one after another.

In a mere instant, Le Zhengyu was lifted into the sky by the mountain peak that rose from the ground, and the protective shield he had set up with his remaining soul power was instantly shattered, broken and fragmented like shattered glass.

Despite the excruciating pain in his body, Yue Zhengyu's upturned lips did not fall.

He knew he would lose, but he had done everything he could.

I believe that even his father, who was somewhat indifferent to him, wouldn't blame him after seeing this...

"We admit defeat!"

Upon witnessing this unexpected turn of events, Wu Changkong hurriedly called out to the referee.

However, Long Yue seemed to have gone mad, frantically unleashing his soul skills, and the surrounding soul guide protective shield was simply impenetrable to anyone below the Title Douluo level.

Le Zhengyu, who had just flown up, was hit by the mountain and spat out a mouthful of blood. Just as Jiang Xiu was about to go on stage, an old man in a white robe suddenly landed behind Long Yue. It was Enci.

"Stop!"

With a soft shout from Grace, Long Yue's body trembled, and then a warm, luminous power filled him.

Meanwhile, Le Zhengyu, who was in mid-air, was caught by Enci with her soul power. The light power at the Limit Douluo level was transferred into Le Zhengyu's body to help stabilize his injuries.

As the soul-guided shield disappeared, Wu Changkong quickly entered the arena, but was surprised to find that Jiang Xiu had taken Le Zhengyu away before he could.

"Brother Jiang, you didn't embarrass yourself, did you?"

Looking at Jiang Xiu, who was supporting him, Le Zhengyu's lips curled up, and he asked with a smile.

"No." Jiang Xiu chuckled softly upon hearing this.

"That's good." As if he had gotten the answer he wanted, Yue Zhengyu immediately fainted.

After Le Zhengyu fell into a coma, Jiang Xiu's smile gradually turned cold.

He has a good relationship with Yue Zhengyu and respects Yue Zhengyu's behavior when facing strong opponents. It is perfectly normal for him to get injured on the competition stage.

But after Wu Changkong shouted that he had given up, Long Yue was still attacking, which was not right!

Wu Changkong took Le Zhengyu and, after scanning him with his mental energy, discovered that Le Zhengyu had at least three or four broken ribs in his abdomen.

Wu Changkong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This was not a big deal for a Soul Master. After treatment by a healing Soul Master, he would recover in less than two weeks.

But the next moment, Wu Changkong looked at Enci with an icy tone and said coldly, "Your Majesty, the students of your academy have acted far too violently."

“Soul skills are killing techniques.” Long Yue’s eyes still glowed red as he retorted to Wu Changkong’s question, “Moreover, individual competitions are meant to showcase them.”

"That's right, that's the rule of the competition, but it's not right for you to make a move after we've already conceded defeat," Wu Changkong said in a voice as cold as ice.

Xie Xie and the others who had already surrounded them were also united in their hatred of the enemy.

Seeing that Long Yue was still not awake and was about to speak again, Enci interrupted him directly, saying with a slight apology:
“Teacher Wu, this time it is indeed Long Yue’s fault. I will discipline him more when I get back. All of your student’s medical expenses will be borne by Monster Academy.”

“Your Majesty, the student from your Monster Academy seems a bit off. I suspect he’s showing signs of becoming an evil soul master.” Wu Changkong stepped forward and said, looking at Long Yue’s bloodshot eyes.

"How about we entrust its management to the Shrek Academy's supervisory committee?"

As the team leader, he naturally has to be responsible for the students. As long as the competition is within the rules, he will not blame the opponents even if the students are seriously injured. However, if the competition is outside the rules, he will not tolerate it.

Seeing the label of "evil soul master" being attached to him, Enci coughed twice and said, "Teacher Wu, this is Long Yue's unique bloodline berserkness, not that of an evil soul master."

"That ferocity too..."

Just as Wu Changkong was about to say something more, Jiang Xiu's voice rang out.

"Teacher Wu, there's nothing wrong with being berserk. I hope this Mountain Dragon King can still be just as berserk during the finals."

Upon hearing this, Enci's eyes narrowed instantly, and a sense of unease crept into his heart.

However, seeing that Jiang Xiu's words were in his favor, he said, "Since young friend Jiang has said so, Teacher Wu, let's treat this student quickly to prevent his injuries from worsening."

Wu Changkong glanced at Jiang Xiu, but saw that Jiang Xiu had a kind expression on his face, an expression that Wu Changkong found strangely familiar.

He remembered that Jiang Xiu had shown this kind expression when he fought against Shrek Academy during the Tianhai Alliance Grand Tournament.

Then all the members of that Shrek Academy team flew up on the stage, and even the most arrogant Yu Yuanheng got his wish and ended up in a wheelchair...

Wu Changkong gave Long Yue a deep look before leading everyone off the stage.

Long Yue frowned, as if he saw a trace of pity in Wu Changkong's cold eyes.

Did he see it wrong?

With Yue Zhengyu being sent for treatment, the semi-finals continued.

"If Elder Cai had been here then, she could have broken through the soul-guiding shield and rescued Brother Le who had given up," Xie Xie sighed softly, looking at Le Zhengyu being sent for treatment. Well then, some might ask, where is Cai Yue'er?
Wu Changkong didn't know either.

After taking his seat, Jiang Xiu seemed to remember something and said to Yuan En Ye Hui beside him, "Yuan En, come to my room tonight. I have something to tell you."

Now that the individual competition is almost halfway through, it's time to reveal the matter of the Demon Realm to Yuanen Yehui.

Although Yuan Enhui had some doubts, she still nodded and agreed.

Gu Yue and Xu Lizhi, who were standing nearby, both perked up their ears.

Upon hearing that it was Yuan En Ye Hui who went to Jiang Xiu's room, Xu Lizhi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "As long as it wasn't Sister Xing Lan..."

Gu Yue was very curious.

"Drip drip!"

Just then, Jiang Xiu noticed that his communication soul tool had rang. When he saw who was calling, a glint of light flashed in Jiang Xiu's eyes. He was both surprised and had a feeling that it was expected.

Immediately, Jiang Xiu started walking outside.

Gu Yue then took the opportunity to ask Yuan En Ye Hui, "Yuan En, do you know why Jiang Xiu is looking for you?"

"I don't know, maybe it'll be like last time, drinking some golden liquid again..." Yuan Enhui pondered for a moment and said softly.

Gu Yue was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

No, that's not right! Of all the people, she seems to be making the slowest progress!
"Oh ho! It seems that Yuanen and Jiang Xiu have a very special relationship. Gu Yue seems to have made a decision and is about to make a move?"

"I'm so excited, meow~"

Wu Siduo, standing behind them, looked at the two of them with anticipation in her beautiful eyes.

Jiang Xiu went outside and set up a soul power soundproof barrier before connecting the device.

"Is this young friend Jiang? I'm Angel Lejia..."

As soon as the call connected, a voice came from the other end.

But the voice was quickly interrupted by a strong and powerful voice, "Get the hell out of here! My grandson has been beaten, and you're still acting all high and mighty here. Get out of the way!"

Jiang Xiu listened to the voices on the other end and clearly felt that someone had taken the communication soul tool away.

"Is this young friend Jiang? I am the commander of the Southern Legion, the current patriarch of the Angel Le family, and the current Angel Douluo, Le Zheng'en."

"So it is Your Majesty the Angel. May I ask what business you have with this junior?" Upon hearing the other party's identity, Jiang Xiu's eyebrows shot up sharply.

The contact number on the other end was left to him by the Angel Le family when he was in the Tianhai Forging Association. He never expected that the person who answered would be Le Zheng'en, the commander of the Southern Legion.

And this old man is none other than Yue Zhengyu's biological grandfather.

"I was just watching the Soul Master Competition of the Star Luo Empire and found that the local students are very unruly. I hope that you, young friend Jiang, can help me take good care of him when you face him later."

Le Zheng'en said it bluntly.

Seeing his grandson admit defeat and get beaten up like that, Le Zheng'en was very displeased.

Do they really think his family is devoid of talent?!
“Your Majesty, Brother Le is my good friend. Even if you hadn’t made this call, I would still have avenged him.”

Jiang Xiu shook his head slightly.

"Oh?" Le Zheng'en's tone changed. "Young friend Jiang, my reward is quite generous. Don't you want to hear about it?"

“Talking about compensation? That’s not something a friend should say,” Jiang Xiu said softly.

After a moment of silence, Le Zheng'en suddenly laughed loudly, "Hahaha, good! It seems my grandson hasn't made a bad friend."

“But since you don’t want it, then I won’t give it to you,” Le Zheng’en said slowly, but then changed the subject.

"Give this reward to your master. I will help him when he is in trouble."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiu's pupils contracted slightly.

Meanwhile, after Le Zheng'en finished speaking, he proactively hung up the communication device.

"Father, is this really worth it? Chen Xinjie is still the head of the military."

Inside a spacious room in Angel's House, a middle-aged man looked at a dignified old man with a puzzled expression.

“How is it not worth it for your grandson?” the old man glared and scolded. He was none other than Le Zheng’en.

“That’s not what I meant, it’s just…” the middle-aged man began to explain, but was interrupted by Le Zheng’en waving his hand.

Le Zheng'en slowly walked to the French windows, gazing at the distant view outside, and said inexplicably:
"The situation is still uncertain. How can you be sure that Chen Xinjie will be the future head of the military?"

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