Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 263 Crushing and Amon's Plan
Seeing that the other side had already sent someone onto the field, Medemos lowered his hands and stared intently at the other side with his golden eyes.

Ma Yingjun's body trembled even more violently, and he swallowed his saliva frantically, which made Maidemus's eyebrows twitch.

The referee glanced at both sides and said:
"The rule for individual matches is that if one side loses the match, they immediately leave the stage, until all seven members of one side are defeated or surrender."

"And the use of high-lethal soul tools that rely on materials for their effectiveness, such as fixed-mount soul-guided cannon shells, is prohibited."

"Flying Soul Masters are prohibited from flying at an altitude of more than ten meters and are not allowed to leave the competition stage."

"Furthermore, the use of Dream Coins for charging is strictly prohibited in this competition! Any violation will result in disqualification and disqualification from the competition!"

"Do you understand everything?"

Medemos nodded slightly, and Ma Yingjun said in a trembling voice:
"Ming, I understand."

The referee doesn't care about the mental state of the players; his only responsibility is to ensure that no one gets killed on the field.

It should be noted that in almost every Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, some participants die on the spot, and many suffer lifelong disabilities.

"Now, both sides step back. I hereby declare the match open!"

The referee immediately left the playing area. Medemos looked at the chubby boy opposite him, whose legs were trembling with fear, sighed, and then shouted:
"Hey you over there, lift your head!"

"Once you're on the field, show your fighting spirit!"

"If you're so scared, why don't you go down yourself?!"

Ma Yingjun raised his head, gritted his teeth, and met Medmos's gaze. Although his eyes were still somewhat evasive, at least his legs were no longer shaking.

"Senior, please give me your guidance!"

Medemos was too lazy to correct the fact that he was actually younger than him. Since the other party had the desire to fight, he might as well start fighting directly.

Crimson flames began to spread around his body, the flames thick and viscous like flowing liquid, the high temperature distorted the surrounding air, and the temperature on the field began to rise.

In terms of flame temperature alone, Medmos is already on par with Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Fire.

Once I get my hands on the Blazing Glue from Huo Yuhao, I'll definitely be able to upgrade to the Ultimate Flame and become the first pure human in history with two Ultimate Martial Souls.

Ma Yingjun displayed a flexibility quite different from his physique, skillfully deploying the soul tools on his body.

Three metal tubes appeared on each of his arms, two soul-guided cannons appeared on his shoulders, a pair of flying soul-guided devices appeared on his back, and even six metal tubes extended from his legs.

Four spirit rings, three yellow and one purple, are not the best combination, but the spirit master doesn't care about that, as long as the spirit power is sufficient.

The crimson flames transformed into a majestic lion's head and charged towards Ma Yingjun.

The blazing flames filled his entire field of vision, and the terrifying power made him feel as if he were facing a natural disaster. Fortunately, his instincts honed over many years of training prevented him from standing there dumbfounded.

He immediately activated the protective mirror on his chest, a kind of defensive soul-guided device.

A faint white light formed a protective shield around the body, shielding it from the heat that crashed in like ocean waves.

The light from the breast protector dimmed at a visible rate, and it probably wouldn't last much longer.

The four spirit rings emitted light, and spirit power was injected into the cannon barrels throughout the body. Twenty blazing white energies gathered at the muzzle, ready to fire at any moment.

The extremely high temperature caused the cannon barrel on his body to soften, but he didn't have time to consider whether the thing would suddenly explode, because Medmos was very fast and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the soul tool on his body does not have high requirements for charging time and can be fired at any time.

Twenty soul-guided rays of varying thickness suddenly struck the majestic scarlet lion head in front of them.

At this moment, the entire audience held their breath, watching the outcome of this clash. Last time, because Medemos fought too fast, there was no soul skill clash that the audience loved to see. This time, however, it made up for it.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. The twenty soul-guided rays did not even cause a ripple on the lion's head, or rather, they were burned to ashes before they even got close. They could not even be called speed bumps.

Ma Yingjun's soul-guided ray cannon was at most level four and had extremely limited attributes, far inferior to Xiao Hongchen's more than one hundred level five and six soul-guided devices.

Ma Yingjun stared blankly at the flaming lion head charging towards him, his body motionless.

It wasn't that he was fighting to the death, but rather that he was completely unable to move. The flying soul tool on his back had long since melted, and he was locked in by the aura, his body was trembling, and he was completely unresponsive.

He suddenly remembered his captain's words, gritted his teeth, spread his arms, his muscles bulged, his hair grew thicker, and ferocious fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth.

A different yellow flame appeared beside him, unlike that of Medemos; this was a high-level martial soul, the Flying Flame Pig.

Yellow flames surged high, charging towards Medemus.

"Boss!"

"I'm going all out today! I, Ma Yingjun, have lived up to the scholarship the college awarded me!"

With his eyes closed, Ma Yingjun, a Soul Master, actually wanted to fight Medemos using his Soul Skills.

The yellow flames offered almost no resistance to the scarlet flames, and were immediately engulfed and disappeared.

The referee in the distance widened his eyes. He had just inadvertently displayed the traditional skill of Douluo referees—daydreaming. He only realized it now and immediately prepared to rush over to stop him.

If Ma Yingjun were hit by this attack, the cremation process could be skipped, and he could be cremated in one step.

Seeing that the guy in front of him was actually closing his eyes and stubbornly resisting, Medemos couldn't help but say, "Idiot!"

With his terrifying control over his power, he managed to extinguish the surrounding crimson flames in time, and the lion's head vanished without a trace almost instantly.

The entire arena suddenly cleared. Medemos twisted his body in mid-air and kicked Ma Yingjun in the fattest spot on his stomach, causing him to crash into the soul guide outside and slowly slide down.

Ma Yingjun felt pain all over his body, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had been eliminated.

The referee paused half a step on the platform, his arm just outstretched. After seeing the result, he breathed a sigh of relief and gave Medmos a grateful look.

If someone dies in the first match, he can get out of here.

"Shrek Academy wins the first individual match!"

Ma Yingjun limped to the waiting area and looked at Situ Yu apologetically, saying:

"Boss, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold on."

"He's too strong."

Situ Yu didn't blame him; he had already done enough. Looking at him, he said:
"Are you alright? There are healing soul masters sent by the Star Luo Empire behind you. Go and get some treatment quickly, so you don't suffer any hidden injuries."

Upon hearing this, Ma Yingjun checked his internal condition and exclaimed with delight:

"Hey boss, I don't know what's wrong, I just feel pain in all my muscles."

"None of the vital organs are injured!"

"It can be cured with just a little treatment."

Situ Yu's pupils contracted upon hearing this. He looked at Medmos on the stage and murmured:
"monster!"

"A real monster!"

"Terrifying power control!"

"Who's going to play next?"

“I saw everything that happened to Yingjun. The other party acted with great restraint; he’s a good person.”

Situ Yu looked at the team members behind him. The team members looked at each other, and finally, a female Soul Master stepped forward and said:
"Captain, I'll go."

"I'm a melee Soul Master, so I probably have no chance of winning, but I want to see just how big the gap is between us!"

Situ Yu nodded; he no longer cared.

"Then you can go admire the moon."

A girl named Moon Viewer strode onto the competition stage, where the embers of the flames still lingered.

Seeing this, the referee checked the two players' conditions and then immediately announced:

"Second round, begin!"

This time, the referee dared not be distracted. He watched the competition stage intently from below, and rushed over immediately if anything seemed amiss.

Shangyue drew two swords from behind, each four feet long, and then infused them with soul power. The swords immediately emitted a bright white light and charged towards Madmos with their blade aura.

During this process, three yellow and one purple spirit rings appeared around her body. Her eyes turned crystal yellow, her hair turned iron gray, her muscles bulged, and her mouth protruded. She should be a dog-type spirit.

After being imbued with her martial spirit, her speed increased further, and the blade's aura became even more ferocious.

Medemos recognized almost immediately that the other party's soul tool was a level 5 melee soul tool, the same level as Huo Yuhao's White Tiger Dagger. It was also produced in Xilu City.

This time, instead of using his usual lion head, Medemos chose to clash swords with her.

The crimson flames turned into crimson crystals almost immediately after the second spirit ring lit up.

Medemus controlled the crystal to form a high-temperature longsword.

Seeing this, Shangyue's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he quickened his pace again, slashing his twin blades toward Medemos's chest.

Medemus raised his sword to parry, using terrifying force to deflect the opponent's twin blades, and then the crystal longsword, carrying intense heat, brushed against Shangyue's hair.

A few strands of iron-gray hair turned to ashes.

If she hadn't bent over quickly enough, she would have ended up looking like Louis XVI with that one cut.

However, in that instant, she still revealed a flaw. A high-temperature crystal wall suddenly appeared behind her, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Medemus altered the construction of the crystal longsword, causing the crystal in the blade to vibrate rapidly at an extremely high frequency.

Medemus brandished his crystal sword and slashed at Moongazer.

Shangyue's spiritual power kept issuing danger warnings, so he hurriedly poured his soul power into his twin swords, making their incandescent light even more dazzling, before meeting Medemos's attack head-on.

Crimson and fiery white clashed, and the high-frequency vibrating crystal longsword sliced ​​through her twin swords like a hot knife through butter, leaving a gash on her chest.

The wound was oozing a lot of blood, making Shangyue's face slightly pale.

Upon seeing this, Medemus dropped the longsword in his hand and turned to leave.

Shangyue stared blankly at the broken twin swords, then picked up the broken swords and walked off the competition stage.

There's no need to continue the fight; a swordsman whose blade has been broken is no longer qualified to continue.

Shangyue was taken to the healing soul master at the back to have her wounds treated.

Seeing this, Situ Yu sighed and loudly addressed the referee:

"Yunluo Advanced Soul Master Academy concedes defeat!"

There's no need to continue the competition. Even if he goes up himself, he'll only be handing the victory to the opponent. In a one-on-one fight, none of them can inflict even the slightest scratch on Medmos.

The referee breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this; Medmos's match had truly terrified him.

"Shrek Academy wins the first match of the round-robin tournament!"

The stands erupted in thunderous cheers once again; these bloodthirsty Douluo viewers were extremely enamored with strength.

Medemus's power and overwhelming victory suited the tastes of these people, and the majestic lion's head truly captivated the hearts of many.

With both numerical data and modeling, its popularity on the Magic Network is steadily rising.

Even the battles that Medemos fought at Shrek Academy were brought to light, and the title of "Invincible" which was originally confined to Shrek Academy began to spread outside.

Medemos returned to the waiting area, picked up the still-warm goat's milk, glanced at Bai Er, and said:
"They didn't add anything extra, did they?"

Bai E said with absolute certainty:
"Nothing was added!"

"I can promise!"

Medemos looked at him suspiciously, then handed him the goat's milk and said:

"Here, have some."

"I suddenly stopped thirsty."

Bai E hurriedly declined, saying:
"You're exhausted from fighting! How can you do that?"

"Drink!"

Medemos narrowed his eyes and said:

"I am not tired."

"You're the team leader, you need to think things through every day. Goat milk helps relieve fatigue, drink it!"

The two of them started working on a cup of goat milk, each with their own ulterior motives.

Those around could only watch this scene with smiles.

…………

in the afternoon.

The contestant passage at Xingluo Square.

The Zhengtian Advanced Soul Master Academy team has just finished today's match.

As an academy that consistently ranks among the top eight or even top four, Zheng Tian Team boasts three Soul Kings and four Soul Masters.

The entire battle was basically a one-sided victory.

Captain Ye Wuqing was leading the regular team members to leave Xingluo Square.

Just then, another figure appeared in front of them.

A strange man wearing a black pointed soft hat and a monocle appeared before them.

Ye Wuqing reached out to stop the crowd, looked at Amon in front of him, and said in an icy tone:
"who are you?"

Why are you blocking our way?

Amon adjusted his monocle, a smile spreading across his face, and said:
"I also want to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition."

"Because some people are watching."

"Can you help me?"

The voice of Yan'er, whose martial soul was a fireball, was clear and bright, standing next to Ye Wuqing.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

How can I help you?

"The registration period has long since passed."

"Listen to your sister, find a school to attend first, and then work hard to become a member of the team."

Amon replied with a playful expression:
"Then there might not be enough time."

"Aren't you already a participating team? Take me with you."

Just as Yu Mengdi, the angelic spirit on Ye Wuqing's other side, was about to say something, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her angelic spirit frantically issued a warning.

"No, something's wrong!"

"Everyone, let's get out of here first!"

"My martial spirit tells me this man is dangerous!"

"It might be an evil spirit master!"

Amon tilted his head and said softly:

"Angel Martial Soul?"

“It’s really rare.”

"Unfortunately, they are only two wings."

"Also, I am not an evil spirit master; that title is not allowed to be used."

"I don't want to get beaten up."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"After you've done the favor, I'll give you some reward."

"steal."

(End of this chapter)