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

Chapter 150 Three 100,000-year soul rings shock the entire audience!

As soon as Du Weiren finished speaking, the atmosphere on the field instantly became extremely tense.

Ning Tian's eyes flashed with sharpness as he pointed directly at Dai Yuntian: "Dai Yuntian, today, I will definitely defeat you. I will make you understand that a person's strength cannot last long."

"Only when complementary teams work together can they achieve true strength! Just like the Shrek Seven Devils in the past!"

Dai Yuntian raised an eyebrow, extended a palm, and slapped it down from above, making a gesture of annihilation: "The finish line you fought with all your might is just the starting point I'm too lazy to stop at. Why be so persistent in defeating me?"

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, preparing to charge forward: "Arrogant! Even Tang San's ancestor wouldn't dare say that!"

Ning Tian stopped Wu Feng and reminded him, "Xiao Feng, don't be hasty. He's trying to distract us. Don't fall for it."

Dai Yuntian put his hands in his pockets and suddenly smiled: "Excuse me for being blunt, but beating you doesn't actually require any skill, it just requires me to be willing to raise my hand."

Upon hearing this, even Dai Qiu'er, a bystander, couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

That's fucking infuriating!
"The seven treasures turned out to be Liuli!"

Ning Tian made the first move, and a crisp sound resounded throughout the arena.

A crystal-clear, seven-story pagoda phantom appeared in her palm, its three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—shining brightly.

"The seven treasures have names, one is: Power!"

"The Seven Treasures are famous, and the second one says: Speed!"

"The Seven Treasures have names, the third of which is: Soul!"

Three dazzling beams of light fell upon Wu Feng and Dai Qiu'er respectively.

In an instant, their auras surged, and their soul power fluctuations nearly doubled.

This is the terrifying aspect of top-tier support-type martial souls.

The boost from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is enough to give a high-level Soul Master like Dai Qiu'er the combat power of a Soul King in a short period of time!

"Xiao Feng, go!"

Dai Qiu'er let out a delicate shout, her long golden hair moved without wind, and a terrifying dragon's might erupted from her body.

He made a fist in his palm, and a crimson-gold dragon spear appeared in his hand.

At the same time, with the Golden Dragon Martial Soul possessing her, her arms were covered with golden dragon scales, and her slender legs became even more agile and powerful.

Four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, coiled around her feet, radiating a powerful sense of oppression.

Not to be outdone, Wu Feng unleashed crimson flames from her body, her Crimson Dragon Martial Soul activating, and charged towards Dai Yuntian and the other two.

Faced with an aggressive opponent, Dai Yuntian did not rush to make a move, but calmly observed the battle situation.

"Ya Jie, use your charm on Ning Tian to interrupt her support."

"Lulu, hold off Wufeng, I'll take care of Dai Qiu'er."

With clear instructions given, Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie immediately sprang into action.

"Nine-Tailed Fox - Bewitching!"

A pink light flashed in Cui Yajie's eyes as she activated the Nine-Tailed Fox Martial Soul's innate soul skill.

An invisible spiritual wave rushed straight towards Ning Tian.

However, just as the charm was about to hit its mark, Ning Tian's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Hmph, I was prepared for this!"

Her eyes lit up as a skull emitting a faint spiritual fluctuation appeared on her forehead.

Instantly, an invisible mental barrier was formed, blocking Cui Yajie's allure.

"A psychic skull?!"

Cui Yajie's expression changed.

"Hehe, didn't expect that, did you!"

Ning Tian laughed smugly, "My father specially made me absorb this treasure in advance to counter your charm!"

Cui Yajie had a bitter face. Damn it, so what if you have money?

However, since soul skills are useless, let's fight hand-to-hand!
The next moment, all the spectators were stunned.

Cui Yajie and Ning Tian were seen tearing at each other's hair... "Tsk tsk tsk... I thought the way guys fight was pretty brutal, but I didn't expect girls to fight even more explosively!"

"Why don't you tear off your clothes? What's the point of just pulling your hair?"

"Would you dare look if I really tore off your clothes?"

"Forehead……"

"You only looked at it for a second, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's elders chopped it into whistles, do you believe it?"

Meanwhile, Zhu Lu was already engaged in battle with Wu Feng.

The Netherworld Cat clashed with the Crimson Dragon, speed versus strength; the two exchanged blows, and it was difficult to determine a winner in a short time.

Dai Yuntian, on the other hand, faced Dai Qiu'er directly.

Dai Qiu'er's golden eyes burned with fighting spirit: "Today, you'd better prepare to get beaten up!"

"Then let's give it a try."

Dai Yuntian smiled calmly, and five spirit rings—two purple and three red—slowly rose from beneath his feet.

This was the first time he had truly and completely showcased his abilities.

When those three deep, blood-red, ten-thousand-year-old soul rings, radiating a terrifying, suffocating pressure, appeared one after another.

The entire arena seemed to have been paused, falling into a deathly silence.

Apart from Long Xiaoyao, who already knew the truth, everyone else present was completely astonished.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar of screams erupted like a tsunami, instantly engulfing the entire venue.

Countless audience members suddenly stood up from their seats, and some even collapsed in fright, but no one paid any attention!
"What the hell is that?!"

"Red! Three red spirit rings?!"

"Ten thousand years! All of them are ten thousand-year soul rings?!"

"How is this possible? It can't be real, right? Absorbing a 100,000-year spirit ring requires at least a Title Douluo level, can it? How old is he?!"

"Holy crap, am I dreaming?!"

"Impossible! How could someone at the Soul King level absorb three 100,000-year soul rings? It must be an illusion, right?"

In the audience, some people pinched their thighs hard, some rubbed their eyes frantically, and some even slapped themselves to try to confirm that this was not a hallucination.

However, the three blood-red soul rings still hovered silently beneath Dai Yuntian's feet, radiating an undeniably terrifying aura.

On the high platform, even the usually composed Elder Xuan dropped his wine gourd with a "thud" to the ground.

He was completely unaware that the wine had spilled all over the floor.

His eyes widened in disbelief, his jaw almost dropping to the ground: "A mere Soul King, and he already has three or four hundred-thousand-year soul rings?! This kid..."

After racking his brains for a long time, he couldn't come up with a word that matched Dai Yuntian's praise because of his lack of education.

Yan Shaozhe was no better off; he was completely stunned.

As the dean of the Martial Soul Department, he had seen countless geniuses, but even he, as the dean of the Martial Soul Department, did not have a 100,000-year soul ring.

It's easy to imagine how difficult it is to find, hunt, and absorb a 100,000-year-old soul ring!
Dai Yuntian actually possessed three 100,000-year soul rings at the Soul King level!

Xianlin'er and Qian Duoduo exchanged a glance, both seeing the same shock and fervor in each other's eyes.

Although they knew that Dai Yuntian was a god with extraordinary talent, they did not expect him to be this extraordinary!
Qian Duoduo swallowed hard: "Lin'er, this kid... our Soul Guidance Department must take him down! At all costs!"

Xian Lin'er nodded vigorously, her eyes gleaming with determination: "We must win!"

She was going all out. Even if it was a honey trap, she was willing to offer herself to Dai Yuntian. It wouldn't be a bad deal!

Even Mu En was stunned. A glint of light flashed in his seemingly cloudy eyes as he muttered to himself, "Soul King level, three 100,000-year soul rings, a miracle, truly a miracle... no, or rather, the successor of a god is a miracle in itself!"

(End of this chapter)