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

Chapter 151 Ning Tian is a little vulnerable.

In the center of the arena, the atmosphere was so tense it was almost palpable.

"Three, three hundred-thousand-year soul rings? Yun Tian, ​​you, you're defying the heavens?!"

Even Cui Yajie, who had always admired Dai Yuntian's strength, couldn't help but gasp at this moment, her beautiful eyes widening and her cherry-like mouth forming an "O" shape.

Wu Feng staggered back two steps, his face deathly pale: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible! How could Dai Yun, a genius Soul King, possibly possess three 100,000-year Soul Rings?!"

She turned sharply to look at Ning Tian, ​​her eyes filled with disbelief: "Xiao Tian, ​​you're so knowledgeable, has anyone in history ever done this?"

Ning Tian's pretty face had long since lost all color, turning as pale as paper.

She stared intently at the three blood-red soul rings at Dai Yuntian's feet, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a sound.

Dai Yuntian... Is this the starting point you said we could never catch up to, no matter how hard we try?

The thought exploded in Ning Tian's mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Ning Tian, ​​the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, was a genius who had been pampered since childhood. At this moment, she experienced true despair for the first time.

Her body swayed precariously, and she felt utterly weak, as if she would faint at any moment.

Faced with such an opponent, do they really have a chance of winning by relying on teamwork?

"Xiao Tian! Are you alright?"

Wu Feng noticed Ning Tian's unusual behavior and quickly helped her up.

Ning Tian took a deep breath, barely managing to steady himself, his voice hoarse: "I, I'm fine..."

She raised her head and looked at Dai Yuntian again, her eyes filled with complex emotions: shock, resentment, despair, and a trace of... disbelief.

Just then, Wu Feng suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "Xiao Tian, ​​do you think it's possible that this is Dai Yuntian's trick? He used some special method to disguise the color of the soul rings, with the aim of making us lose our will to fight?"

These words instantly awakened Ning Tian.

Yup!

Ning Tian suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes regained their light.

How could someone at the Soul King level possess three 100,000-year Soul Rings?
Even twin martial souls couldn't withstand such a terrifying impact!

Ning Tian thought about it and it made more and more sense, and his voice became firm again: "That's right, there has never been such a record in history! Even Tang San's ancestor only barely reached the ten-thousand-year level with his fourth spirit ring! No matter how monstrous Dai Yuntian is, could he be stronger than Tang San's ancestor?"

This idea gave her great confidence.

Ning Tian took a deep breath and loudly reminded his teammates, "Xiao Feng, Qiu'er, don't be scared by this spirit ring configuration! This must be an illusion!"

Wu Feng nodded vigorously, his fighting spirit rekindling in his eyes: "I understand, I knew it, how could anyone be so monstrous?"

Hearing this, Cui Yajie breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and muttered, "That scared me to death. It was just an illusion. I thought there was someone who was really that monstrous."

Zhu Lu, standing to the side, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard their conversation.

She was one of the few people who wasn't particularly surprised by it.

Blindfold?
Zhu Lu shook her head inwardly, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

Her fiancé, Dai Yuntian, is a being with the potential to become a god... Let alone three 100,000-year soul rings, even if he said he had already become a god, Zhu Lu wouldn't be surprised...

A hint of shock flashed in Dai Qiu'er's golden eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an even stronger fighting spirit.

She looked at Dai Yuntian, a proud smile curving her lips:

"So what if I have a 100,000-year-old spirit ring? My Golden Dragon is the progenitor of power!"

She let out a delicate shout, and her first spirit ring lit up:

"Golden dragon body!"

Golden light enveloped her entire body, enhancing her strength, defense, and speed. Like a golden lightning bolt, she charged towards Dai Yuntian. Faced with this aggressive attack, Dai Yuntian remained standing, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Blindfold?
Then let you experience it for yourselves and see if it's true or not.

The first red spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, and a chilling aura instantly erupted!

"Third Soul Skill - Eternal Freeze Domain!"

In an instant, the temperature within a radius of 100 meters centered on Dai Yuntian plummeted.

Moisture in the air condensed into ice crystals, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of frost. Even Dai Qiu'er's sprinting speed slowed down at this moment.

At the same time, Dai Yuntian neither dodged nor evaded, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "A cold glint arrives first, followed by a spear thrust out like a dragon!"

A layer of crystal-clear ice in his palm instantly transformed into a spear, which he thrust out to meet Dai Qiu'er's attack.

"boom!"

A clash of titans, and a terrifying shockwave exploded instantly.

Dai Qiu'er felt an irresistible force coming from her, and she was sent flying backward uncontrollably, tumbling several times in the air before she could barely regain her balance.

"how is this possible?"

She stared in disbelief at her palm, which was covered in a thin layer of frost: "My strength... is actually inferior to his?!"

Dai Yuntian waved his hand and teased with a smile, "The Golden Dragon is indeed the ancestor of power, but you're still too green."

Dai Qiu'er's pretty face turned bright red with anger: "You! Don't look down on me!"

She took a deep breath, and her second spirit ring suddenly lit up: "The Power of the Dragon!"

In an instant, her power was amplified once again.

"Golden Dragon Spear!"

This time, Dai Qiu'er no longer relied solely on strength, but combined strength, speed, and skill.

The Golden Dragon Spear drew golden trajectories in the air, blocking all possible evasion routes for Dai Yuntian.

"This is decent."

A smile appeared on Dai Yuntian's lips.

With a slight tremor, the tip of the Xuanbing spear traced a perfect arc in the air, precisely deflecting each of Dai Qiu'er's attacks.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing was as dense as raindrops, and ice shards and golden sparks of soul power flew everywhere.

Both athletes were incredibly fast, leaving behind afterimages on the track that dazzled everyone watching.

Ning Tian couldn't help but exclaim, "So fast! This is the first time I've ever seen Qiu'er's speed suppressed!"

Wu Feng asked in astonishment, "Dai Yuntian... is he really the Soul King?"

In the center of the arena, Dai Qiu'er grew increasingly alarmed. Her pride and joy—her strength and speed—were utterly ineffective against Dai Yuntian.

Even more terrifying, the extreme cold power continued to erode her meridians, making her movements increasingly sluggish.

She bit her lip, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes: "Damn it, this can't go on!"

Suddenly, Dai Qiu'er quickly took a step back, creating distance, and her fourth spirit ring shone brightly beneath her feet:
"Golden Dragon Explosion!"

A terrifying burst of light emanated from her and rapidly spread outwards.

Even a triple explosion!

This is the Golden Dragon's signature skill, a terrifying explosion, even several times stronger than the Ice Blast Technique, the signature skill of the Ice Jade Scorpion Clan!
(End of this chapter)