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

Chapter 280 "You can't do anything, Bai'er."

With a gentle wave of her arm, Xia Die commanded the Death Dragon Polyces to roar to the sky. Its mighty dragon might covered the entire arena, and its clear dragon roar made the legs of countless low-level Soul Masters tremble.

Some of the Soul Saints who were injecting their soul power around the arena to maintain the stability of the soul guidance barrier experienced slight disturbances in their internal energy, and their breathing involuntarily became rapid.

These Soul Saints possess dragon-type martial souls. Their dragon bloodline has been overwhelmed by the dragon's might of the dead dragon, causing their martial souls to tremble uncontrollably.

This is also the most difficult aspect of dragon-type martial souls to overcome. Due to the strict bloodline hierarchy within the dragon race, true dragons are nobler and more powerful than yalong. The same applies to the Dragon King regarding true dragons.

Despite possessing immense talent and power, dragon-type martial souls are utterly ineffective in situations where their bloodline is at a disadvantage. Dragon-type martial soul masters who suffer from bloodline debuffs are essentially doomed to surrender in matches against their equals.

If you are two Soul Master levels higher, you could try to fight them.

On the field, Polyces raised its powerful dragon claws high, the claws glowing with a deep purple light, and even a slight tremor could be seen tearing apart the surrounding space.

Just by gazing at that purple light, one felt their soul become heavy, an uncontrollable drowsiness swept over their brain, and even heard the illusory sound of the tide.

Soul Masters or ordinary people whose spiritual power has not reached the high-level Spirit Sea Realm all felt as if they saw their deceased relatives waving to them in the River Styx.

"What the heck! I think I saw my grandma."

Jiang Peng, the captain of the Imperial Academy and a level 62 Soul Emperor with the Heaven-Shaking Axe, had his right eyelid twitching violently. Just looking at the claw-like light made him feel like his soul was about to be sucked in.

“Princess Jiu Jiu, I think I heard my great-grandfather’s voice. He has been dead for more than ten years.”

"He said he was very lonely and asked me to go and keep him company."

"I... I burn paper money for him every year! Don't look for me!"

The Soul King Huang Heyun, whose martial soul was the Dark Demon Tiger, said tremblingly to Xu Jiujiu beside him that his martial soul was of the dark attribute, which in a sense belonged to the lower level of death, and he was severely restrained.

A normal Soul King can at most see deceased relatives, but only vaguely, and cannot hear their deathbed words.

Xia Die controlled the output of the power of death, so even ordinary people, as long as they didn't get too close, could only see a phantom of the underworld at most.

But for him, the world before his eyes has changed completely; the real world is beginning to overlap with the underworld.

Huang Heyun couldn't tell whether he was talking to Princess Xingluo for a long time or to his great-grandfather.

He's almost been tortured into looking like Li Huowang.

Xu Jiujiu, wearing a magnificent star crown on his head, looked at Huang Heyun, whose face was pale, and Dugu Shangshan, whose martial soul was the Netherworld Mad Lion, was in a similar state in the distance.

Dugu Shangshan was even more distressed. His martial spirit was even closer to the undead than Huanghe Yun, and it even possessed the ability to become ethereal.

He could no longer feel his own body temperature; the River Styx was constantly drawing his soul away.

"Princess, me too!"

"I can't hold it anymore!"

Xu Jiujiu hurriedly called for the guards, and Nebula Douluo Manyi waved her long sleeves, sending the two of them far away to avoid the attraction of the Underworld.

"What, what's the point of fighting like this?"

Xu Jiujiu's delicate and pretty face couldn't hold back any longer. Xingluo National Academy only had two powerful attack-type Soul Kings, namely Huang Heyun and Dugu Shangshan.

These two offensive Soul Kings hadn't even entered the arena yet; they had only sensed each other's aura from the sidelines, and they were already completely overwhelmed.

Forget about fighting Shrek Academy, they should be grateful if they weren't sent straight to the underworld.

What's the point of fighting Shrek Academy in the future? Their Star Luo National Academy team originally consisted of two strong attackers, two controllers, one agile attacker, one defender, and one support.

Although Xu Jiujiu is the core of the team as a support, she is useless no matter how strong her support is, if there are no two strong attackers.

During the match, who will deal with Medemos, Bai'er, and that purple dragon that looks intimidating?
She? She doesn't want to see her great-grandmother so soon.

"May death protect us!"

On the field, Xiaodie brandished her scythe, while Bolykes suddenly swung his dragon claws, the purple claws tearing through the space in front of him, the rupture of space emitting a piercing hiss.

Completely shrouded in the shadow of death, Yang Yifan subconsciously touched his right eye socket, a helpless smile appearing on his lips as he said:
"You really don't hold back when you lay a hand on your brother."

"But since you're my sister, I don't really care."

"Under normal circumstances, I might have gone down voluntarily."

"But as for now, my dear sister, Amon and his men cannot afford to lose yet; it's too early for them to lose at this point."

"The Time Bug, stealing time."

Dozens of Time Worms instantly appeared inside Yang Yifan's body. They attached themselves to Yang Yifan's soul and began to steal time from the surrounding world to the maximum extent.

Before the rubble from the arena, shattered by the claws of the dragon, could fall, it suddenly stopped in mid-air. Even the wind in that area ceased to move, and the spatial rifts created by the purple light solidified in place.

Polyces was frozen in place, still roaring, as was the butterfly below.

After being possessed by Amon, Yang Yifan sighed and stopped all movement.

The Time Worms on his body were frantically stealing time from the surrounding area, and cracks appeared on many of the Time Worms, indicating that they were overloaded.

In one corner of the competition stage, everything seemed to have been sculpted, frozen in absolute stillness.

However, the time confinement on Polyces and Sylph is being eroded little by little by the power of death, and it is expected that it will be broken by death in a short time.

Amon also took advantage of the confined space; if Polyces and Thebes were flying high in the sky at high speed, he wouldn't be able to restrain them.

"Time, stop!"

"Time manipulation ability!"

Whether it was the people on the imperial city walls, in the spectator area, or watching the live stream on the Magic Network, everyone looked on in shock.

Xu Jiawei shouted loudly:
“Zhengtian Academy?” “Whose subordinate is this?! Prime Minister, investigate him as well.”

"Time stops!"

"There really are people who can trespass on time!"

Even Di Tian, ​​who was watching the game, stood up. Even someone as strong as him didn't have much understanding of time.

He really couldn't stop the time of an entire area like that.

Only the extinct Time Dragons among the dragon race can stop time.

The Time Dragon King is too mysterious. In terms of cultivation, he may be the weakest among the nine Dragon Kings, but in terms of combat power, he is by no means weak.

"Brother Rulong, if it were us, facing Zhengtian Academy with absolutely no knowledge of their situation, what are our chances of winning?"

Lin Xi from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy looked down at the time stop that was even more awe-inspiring than the six-winged angel and couldn't help but ask Ma Rulong next to her.

Ma Rulong gripped the railing tightly in front of him, his mind racing as he considered how he would break the deadlock if he were in that situation.

"Maybe only 30%."

"In team battles, the percentage is at most 20%."

Ma Rulong's mouth was a little dry. If they were completely unaware of the situation, the chances of them being killed at first sight by Zhengtian Academy would be extremely high!
Six-winged angels are already outrageous enough, but if we add time stop to that, who can stand it?

These two aren't the captains, so do the others have some secret weapons too?
"When I get back this time, I will definitely report this to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy to make Zheng Tian Academy take it seriously!"

"They hid too well!"

At this moment, the reserve team members in the Zhengtian Academy rest area were a little confused.

"Six-winged angel, Senior Mengdi kept it from us."

"Time stop? The seniors have this trick up their sleeves?"

"When we were sparring back then, the senior students weren't this fierce."

"Are they just playing us all along?"

The teachers and dean of Zhengtian Academy who watched the game through the Magic Network were also confused. They didn't remember their team being so strong. Could it be that Ye Wuqing and his team had been putting on an act all along?

Bai E, who was clashing with Qin Chen and Ye Wuqing's golden leaf blades at that moment, saw Xia Die, whose time had been stopped, and his blue eyes narrowed.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Ye Wuqing said with a smile:

"Didn't I tell you earlier?"

"Defeat you, then parasitize you."

"Let you become me."

"If we don't hurry, that little girl named Xia Die will be assimilated by us."

"I really like the power of death too."

Of course, this was just Amon talking nonsense, deliberately provoking Bai E. Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to lay a hand on Xia Die.

Regardless of whether the God of Death would strike him, Adam immediately sensed the danger and came running.

Moreover, Amon would not harm Xia Die; she is his family and represents Amon's bottom line of humanity.

Bai E's blue eyes faintly revealed a golden light, and the Qin Chen Greatsword gradually changed from a cool blue and white tone to gold and silver.

"asshole!"

The destructive light made Ye Wuqing's hair stand on end, and he hurriedly retreated, but most of the golden leaf blade in his hand had already been wiped out.

Bai E suddenly lunged at Ye Wuqing with his hind legs, his body radiating a dazzling light like flowing flames, mixed with destructive power. Due to his extreme speed, Qin Chen's sword drew a white line in the air.

Ye Wuqing's left arm turned completely golden, and he hurriedly tried to defend himself.

Warm blood sprayed onto Bai E's face. Ye Wuqing's left arm was severed by him and fell to the ground, the golden light gradually dissipating.

"Ouch, that hurts pretty much."

"Are you angry? Savior?"

"Haha, you look pretty good when you're furious."

"You won't get angry if you threaten yourself, but you'll get furious if you threaten your friends."

"really interesting."

Ye Wuqing covered his severed left arm, and the golden leaf flew out and brought the arm on the ground to Ye Wuqing's front.

Then he pressed his arm back down, and the Time Worm crawled onto the wound to suture it.

"However, little savior, has anyone reminded you that spirit-attribute soul masters are the most dangerous soul masters?"

"I'm not the team's trump card."

"Next time, remember to deal with spirit-attribute soul masters first."

"Bai'er, this time, you can't do anything."

(End of this chapter)