Douluo Continent: The Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, Ma Xiaotao is Addicted

On the field, the situation reversed in an instant.

The thunderous attack launched by Zheng Tian Academy at the start was completely crushed by Shrek Academy.

Originally, seven against six was considered a slight advantage.

In just a few breaths, the battle turned into a four-on-six fight, putting them at a complete disadvantage.

Ye Wuqing's face was ashen, his eyes burning with anger and disbelief.

Yu Mengdi hovered in mid-air, looking down at Tang Ya, who was entwined with dark blue vines, and then glancing at Jiang Nannan, who had returned to her position like a golden lightning bolt in the distance, as well as the black cauldron that steadily protected Ning Tian.

For the first time, he felt a strong sense of frustration.

Tang Xiaolei's hand holding the Purple Flower Bow trembled slightly. His proud long-range attack was easily blocked by a control-type Soul Master, who even had the energy to interfere with Yan'er!
This is a blatant and naked humiliation!
Yang Yifan, the remaining agility-type Soul Master, had already retreated to Ye Wuqing's vicinity, his face pale.

He had just tried to ambush Xiao Xiao, but was shocked by another giant cauldron that suddenly appeared, causing his blood and qi to surge and his dagger to almost slip from his hand.

Seeing Jiang Nannan, who was like a war god, return to the battle, he felt his throat go dry and his back was covered in cold sweat.

"Come again!"

Wang Dong shouted and launched another barrage of attacks at Ye Wuqing, completely disregarding the cost.

In a normal competition, every Soul Master needs to pay attention to their Soul Power consumption, which is similar to the 'Mana' in Ye Chen's previous life in the game.

The greater the power of a soul skill and the higher its age, the more soul power it requires to consume.

Therefore, most Soul Masters will use their first few Soul Skills first, aiming to achieve the greatest results with minimal consumption.

With the Super Milk Bottle, the fighting style can be changed, and the consumption of soul power will not need to be worried too much.

Although the number of super bottles is limited.

But what Wang Dong and the others carried were super baby bottles that Ye Chen had customized for them, with a storage capacity several times that of ordinary baby bottles on the market!
Although their soul power will also be exhausted, the students of Zhengtian Academy will definitely be the first to lie down before their soul power is depleted.

"Damn it! You guys are insane!"

Ye Wuqing felt extremely aggrieved.

Logically speaking, as the captain, he should be the team's main force, acting as a sharp sword to tear apart the opponent's formation.

At this moment, however, he, a dignified Soul King, was being held back by a Soul Sect Master, and even the slightest distraction could result in injury.

This was the first time in his life he had ever fought such a frustrating battle.

He is the captain of Zhengtian Academy, a level 58 Golden Leaf Soul King!
Now he was being forced into such a sorry state by Shrek Academy, a girl with only four rings. Every time she flapped her wings, the golden rain of light she brought up was like a leech, with tricky angles and amazing power, forcing him to dart around the golden leaves to defend himself with all his might.

"The Sealing of the Cauldron!"

Just as Ye Wuqing's emotions were churning, a clear female voice suddenly rang out, piercing through the roar of the colliding soul skills.

Alarm bells rang in Ye Wuqing's mind, and he knew something was wrong!

He suddenly turned his head and saw that Xiao Xiao's three giant cauldrons had quietly merged into one, transforming into a colossal creature over five meters tall and entirely black!
At this moment, the giant cauldron, with the terrifying power of Mount Tai pressing down, ignored the golden leaf fragments floating in the air and crashed down!

"Om-!"

The giant cauldron did not crash down directly, but hovered three feet above his head.

An invisible force of confinement poured down like a tidal wave, instantly washing over his limbs and bones.

Ye Wuqing felt as if the soul power within his body had frozen solid, instantly becoming stagnant!

The five spirit rings, which had been shining brightly, dimmed suddenly like candles flickering in the wind, and then went out completely.

His incredibly close connection with his martial soul, the Golden Leaf, was forcibly severed by a tyrannical force.

"Oops!"

Ye Wuqing was heartbroken.

Because his soul skills were sealed, even though he was a Soul King, he was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, possessing a body full of soul power but unable to use it at all.

Although Xiao Xiao only has the cultivation of a Soul Master, she can only hold out for a maximum of three seconds by forcibly sealing a Soul King across a major realm.

But that's more than enough.

"Butterfly God Slash!"

Wang Dong had waited too long for this moment. The instant the giant cauldron enveloped Ye Wuqing, her radiant wings of the Goddess of Light had completely transformed into a dazzling gold.

At the base of the butterfly's wings, countless tiny golden specks of light surged out and converged between her raised hands.

An energy sphere with a diameter of more than half a meter instantly took shape, emanating a terrifying aura of destruction.

With a sharp shout, she hurled the ball of light like a thunderbolt, blasting it fiercely towards Ye Wuqing, who stood frozen in place below.

Wherever the ball of light passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek and leaving a long trail of golden flame.

"Do not--!"

Ye Wuqing's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped his entire body.

He tried to dodge, but his body was firmly pinned to the spot by the sealing power.

He tried to defend himself, but he couldn't even summon a single leaf.

All he could do was watch helplessly as the golden orb of death rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

The devastating energy surge made the hairs on his body stand on end, and a chilling despair shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Whoosh-"

At this critical moment!
A cyan figure appeared in front of Ye Wuqing as if by teleportation, its speed surpassing even the speed of light and shadow.

The person who arrived was the referee for this match, a Soul Saint with profound cultivation.

Faced with the "Butterfly God Slash," which was powerful enough to severely injure or even kill a Soul King, the referee remained solemn but not flustered.

His spirit rings flashed, and an incredibly thick wall of cyan energy instantly rose up!
"Boom——!!!"

The deafening explosion echoed throughout the entire Soul Arena.

The golden sphere of light crashed into the cyan energy wall, unleashing a light even more dazzling than the sun!

The violent energy shockwave spread wildly in a ring, but it couldn't harm Ye Wuqing in the slightest.

The light faded, and the smoke and dust settled.

The referee stood firmly in place, while the cyan energy wall dissipated into specks of light.

"Ye Wuqing, eliminated."

The referee spoke calmly, and with a flicker of his figure, he and the captain of Zhengtian Academy disappeared from the Soul Fighting Stage.

Captain Ye Wuqing, a core combatant at the Soul King level, actually exited the stage in such a frustrating way!
This was a devastating blow to the morale of the remaining Zhengtian team members.

Yang Yifan was already injured by the giant cauldron when he ambushed Xiao Xiao, and his blood and qi were churning.

Seeing Ye Wuqing instantly eliminated after being sealed by a Soul Master, their fighting spirit almost collapsed.

He endured the pain, his figure blurring into a gray shadow, trying to use his speed to escape the battlefield and find a chance to catch his breath.

"Trying to run? Did you even ask my fire first?!"

A sharp, angry shout rang out.

A red-haired witch, like a fire spirit, blocked his path.

Her second soul ring shone brightly, and blazing crimson dragon fire erupted from her palms, transforming into two incredibly agile fire snakes that, carrying scorching waves of heat, precisely coiled around Yang Yifan's legs!

"Damn it!"

Yang Yifan swiftly swung his dagger, aiming at the fire snake.

But his dagger was made of metal, and it instantly became scalding hot under the extreme temperature. To make matters worse, the Crimson Dragon Fire seemed to have a life of its own, and it spread rapidly once it touched the dagger!
The fire snake seized the opportunity to climb up and set his trouser leg ablaze!

"what--"

"My butt!!"

A piercing scream rang out, and Yang Yifan no longer cared about his image. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up and down frantically, desperately slapping the flames that were spreading rapidly on his buttocks.

However, Wu Feng's Crimson Dragon Fire was exceptionally domineering, igniting instantly upon contact with the body and proving extremely difficult to extinguish. It burned through his clothes in an instant, filling the air with a burnt smell.

(End of this chapter)