Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 133 Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong suffer their first defeat

As for Dai Yuntian, he remained standing in the same spot, though his face was slightly pale.

That attack just now consumed a huge amount of energy.

It almost drained all of his soul power.

The entire arena was deathly silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene, their minds almost completely blank.

A single attack from a new student actually injured Dean Yan Shaozhe, a Title Douluo-level expert?
Just how terrifying was Dai Yuntian's attack just now?!

Unfortunately, no one could see which soul skill Dai Yuntian used.

The white fog on the field was so thick that it obscured almost all visibility.

The suffocating silence lasted for several seconds before being replaced by a sudden burst of gasps from the stands.

"Holy crap, what did I just see? Dean Yan... Dean Yan is actually injured? And by a freshman's soul skill?!"

"Holy crap, what kind of soul skill is that? How can a freshman's soul skill have such power?"

"Wait, Huang Chutian, is he still alive?"

"Holy crap, this Dai Yuntian... just what kind of monster is he?!"

In an instant, gasps, fear, awe... all sorts of emotions surged like a tsunami in the stands.

Everyone, whether freshmen, senior students, or even some teachers watching the battle, felt a tremor that came from the depths of their souls.

What they just witnessed completely overturned their understanding of the "power of soul skills".

"quiet!!!"

A furious roar, imbued with powerful soul force, exploded like thunder, instantly silencing the clamor of the entire arena.

The one who shouted was not the injured Yan Shaozhe, but the head of the teaching department, Du Weilun.

He leaped into the arena, first using his soul power to protect Huang Chutian, who was frozen and had a weak breath, to prevent the cold from further eroding him, and at the same time quickly checking his condition.

After confirming that his life was not in danger but that he needed immediate treatment, he immediately waved to the medical teachers who were waiting on the sidelines.

Several teachers rushed forward and quickly carried him to the medical room.

Du Weilun looked at Yan Shaozhe's mangled arm and gasped, "Dean, why don't you get it treated too?"

This was the first time he had ever seen Yan Shaozhe so badly injured.

Although this was partly due to Yan Shaozhe not using his Martial Soul True Body.

However, a Soul King used his Soul Skill to directly injure a Title Douluo who had activated his Martial Soul.

If I said that, probably no one would believe me!

Yan Shaozhe's face was still somewhat pale, and the layer of crystalline ice on his right arm was still radiating a bone-chilling cold, hindering the circulation of his soul power and the healing of his wound.

He waved his hand to indicate that he was alright, but when he looked at Dai Yuntian, his eyes were filled with fervent joy.

Perhaps his understanding of Dai Yuntian's file needs to be elevated to another level!
Yan Shaozhe smiled wryly, still shaken, "It's nothing, just a minor injury. It's just that the cold is a bit troublesome. I'll spend some time later and have my teacher help me dispel it."

"That's good."

Du Weilen breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Yan Shaozhe's voice resounded throughout the venue, serving both as reassurance and a declaration:
"Students, Dai Yuntian's team has won this battle!"

"Huang Chutian's courage is commendable, but his strength is insufficient. His injury was an accident during the competition. The academy will do its best to treat him, so there is no need to panic."

His words, seemingly announcing the results and reassuring people, actually took all the responsibility upon himself.

Furthermore, the fact that Dai Yuntian's terrifying attack was characterized as a "demonstration of strength" rather than a "malicious attack" clearly indicates a protective intent.

"Hey! Old Yan, your arm..."

Qian Duoduo's chubby figure had somehow appeared in the arena. He sidled up to Yan Shaozhe, looking at the frozen wound with a look of amazement, his little eyes gleaming:

"Incredible, truly incredible! This chill... tsk tsk, it can't even melt your Radiant Phoenix Flame for a while? Interesting, very interesting!"

His words, though seemingly concerned, actually pointed out the extraordinary nature of Dai Yuntian's soul skill.

It can injure a Title Douluo, and its attributes are extremely domineering!
Absolutely the ultimate in attributes!
At this moment, Xian Lin'er also gracefully descended.

Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe thought she had come to care about him, and forced himself to say, "There's no need to make such a fuss, I can actually handle it."

However, Xianlin'er simply walked past her.

She didn't look at Yan Shaozhe's injury, but walked straight to Dai Yuntian, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she carefully examined him.

It was as if they were examining a rare treasure.

Xian Lin'er asked with concern, "Yun Tian, ​​how much soul power did you expend from that attack? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

She asked the questions that mattered most to her: the skill's energy level, its cost, and the caster's workload.

After all, in the history of the Soul Master world, there have been many Soul Skills that are excessively powerful, but they all place a great burden on the Soul Masters themselves.

Dai Yuntian replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Dean Xian, it's just that my soul power has been depleted by about 70-80%. I'm just a little exhausted right now, but there's nothing seriously wrong."

"Seventy to eighty percent of soul power..."

Xian Lin'er and Qian Duoduo exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

With the body of a Soul King, he activated a skill that could threaten a Title Douluo, yet it only consumed seventy or eighty percent of his soul power?

The energy efficiency of this skill and the quality of Dai Yuntian's own soul power are simply terrifying!
After Dai Yuntian and the other two left.

in the audience.

"Xiaoya, Junior Dai... he's too scary, isn't he?"

Jiang Nannan clutched her chest, still shaken, and looked at Tang Ya.

Tang Ya's face was pale at this moment, feeling both proud of Dai Yuntian's strength and frightened by the dangerous scene just now.

Hearing Jiang Nannan's words, she came back to her senses and forced a smile: "Yes, yes, he has always been very capable."

Xu Sanshi had long forgotten his boast of a "50/50" match. His mouth was agape for a long time before he finally muttered, "Damn it, thank goodness he didn't use that trick on me last time... otherwise I'd probably still be freezing in the infirmary right now..."

……

The first day of the freshmen assessment competitions concluded in the morning, and the college specially arranged an afternoon of rest time to allow the freshmen to adapt to the high-intensity competition pace and summarize their experiences.

Noon, canteen.

As Dai Yuntian, Zhu Lu, and Cui Yajie entered the cafeteria, they ran into Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, so they decided to share a table.

Looking at the two people who were downcast and silent.

Dai Yuntian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "You two are usually such chatterboxes, what's wrong with you today? Did you have a bad start?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong began to complain bitterly: "Sigh, don't even mention it, we're really unlucky! The teammate that Teacher Wang Yan randomly assigned to us was not only mediocre in skill, but also had terrible teamwork."

I thought that even without him, Xiao Xiao and I could at least win big with our teamwork. But we ran into Ning Tian's team in the very first match! It's like we forgot to check the almanac before leaving home!

Xiao Xiao also drooped her little head, completely losing her usual liveliness and cheerfulness, and weakly echoed, "Who says otherwise... If it were only Ning Tian and Wu Feng, we would still have a chance if we fought, but that newcomer Dai Qiu'er is simply too strong."

"Her Golden Dragon Martial Soul is too domineering. If I hadn't retracted my Martial Soul quickly, I feel like my Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron would have been cracked by her punch!"

Seeing this, Cui Yajie tried to lighten the mood, patting her chest with a grin: "Relax, relax! Losing to Ning Tian team isn't shameful. Their lineup was indeed a bit unfair. Just play well next time, and you'll definitely be fine."

"Besides, we're still here. If we run into you later, we'll go easy on you and make sure you lose face!"

She meant it as a joke, trying to make everyone laugh.

To everyone's surprise, Wang Dong immediately flew into a rage: "Pah! Who asked you to let us win? We rely on our real skills. Even if we lose, we'll lose honorably!"

He was, after all, the proud young master of the Haotian Sect, and he couldn't possibly accept such "charity."

Zhu Lu ate her meal quietly to the side, occasionally putting some of Dai Yuntian's favorite dishes on his plate. Hearing this, she softly comforted him:
"Xiao Xiao, don't worry too much. The points competition is still long, and there will be more opportunities later. As long as you adjust your mindset and play well in every match, advancing will definitely not be a problem."

Dai Yuntian finished the last bite of his meal, wiped his mouth, and looked at Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, his tone calm but with a hint of encouragement:
"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. Winning or losing one game doesn't mean anything. Find the problem, solve it, and you'll win next time. Your strength is not bad."

His affirmation gave Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao a slight boost of spirits.

Gaining the approval of Dai Yuntian, this "monster," gave them some confidence.

Wang Dong's fighting spirit was rekindled: "Xiao Xiao, let's review this afternoon and make sure we give Ning Tian's team a good beating next time we meet them."

"Ok!"

Xiao Xiao nodded vigorously.

……

at the same time.

In a corner of the cafeteria.

With a bruised and swollen face, Chen Jie found a seat and complained to Huo Yuhao behind him, "Yuhao, what's wrong with you today? Your mental detection is so unreliable, sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't."

Huo Yuhao lowered his head, he was also very anxious, this had never happened before.

He questioned inwardly, "Brother Tianmeng, what's going on?"

In the mental space, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm looked at Huo Yuhao with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

He no longer wanted to explain; he was too tired.

A Soul Master with a Spirit-type Martial Soul couldn't even control his own emotions.

They even came to ask him why he couldn't control his soul skills well.

(End of this chapter)