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

Chapter 167 Old Turtle Chen Gets a Setback

In a blink of an eye, it was the third day.

The area around the arena was already packed with people.

This "battle between homeroom teachers" caused a huge uproar within the college, with almost everyone coming to watch this unprecedented competition.

Soul Emperor versus Soul Saint, traditional Soul Master versus new-style Soul Master, Hibiscus versus Chen Wen.

All the students from Class 1 of the freshmen class were present in the front row of the audience.

"I heard that Teacher Mu Jin is only a Soul Emperor, but Teacher Chen Wen is a Soul Saint!"

"This is so unfair! There's a whole realm difference! How can we possibly fight like this?"

"However, I heard that soul tools can be used, so Teacher Mujin might have a chance..."

Discussions rose and fell, and people were filled with anxiety.

"Brother Yuntian, can Teacher Mu win?"

Zhu Lu asked in a low voice.

Dai Yuntian patted her hand and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Teacher Mu is prepared."

On the dais, Yan Shaozhe, Xuan Lao, Xian Lin'er, Cai Mei'er, Qian Duoduo and others took their seats in turn.

Old Chen sat on the other side, his face gloomy, with several other elderly men standing beside him who also looked unfriendly.

They were all supporters of the Chen family within the academy.

Chen Wen, who was standing to the side, was getting impatient: "Why hasn't Mu Jin arrived yet? Is she scared?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Jin appeared at the entrance of the Soul Arena.

Today she was wearing a light combat suit, with several specially made soul-guided grenades hanging from her waist, and a uniquely shaped wristband on her wrist, making her look heroic and dashing.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Mu Jin nodded slightly towards the podium.

Chen Wen glanced at the soul tool at her waist and sneered, "Mu Jin, do you think you can beat me with this piece of junk?"

Mu Jin looked at her calmly: "Whether we can win or not, we'll find out by trying."

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Chen Wen sneered.

Yan Shaozhe said, "Elder Chen, the rules of the competition are very simple. There are no restrictions on the means or soul tools, but no lethal poisons can be used. Whoever falls to the ground or admits defeat first loses."

Old Chen snorted coldly: "Fine."

He has full confidence in his granddaughter.

Chen Wen is a control-type Soul Master with a Soul Power level of 73, which is more than enough to deal with a level 65 Mu Jin.

It's important to know that Yu Xiaogang, the master of gods, once said that control-type soul masters are invincible in one-on-one combat!

As for soul guides?
He scoffed at it, thinking that those scraps of metal could not compare to a true martial spirit.

If soul tools were truly powerful, how could they have lost to Shrek Academy in that protracted war four thousand years ago?

Yan Shaozhe stood up: "Then, let the competition begin!"

At his command, Mu Jin and Chen Wen stepped onto the arena at the same time.

Chen Wen looked at Mu Jin with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "Mu Jin, it's not too late to admit defeat now. Otherwise, if you lose later, you will not only lose your position as the homeroom teacher, but you will also lose face."

Mu Jin looked at her calmly: "Chen Wen, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious."

"Huh, stubborn!"

Chen Wen sneered, "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—sparked on her body, and her martial spirit, the Thorn Vine, was instantly released.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Thorn Cage!"

Countless thick vines spread out from beneath her feet, like giant pythons, instantly covering half the arena and rushing towards Mu Jin.

"Go all out from the start!"

A gasp rippled through the audience.

Mu Jin remained calm and composed, and with a flick of her right hand at her waist, a silver bracelet was instantly activated.

Then it transformed into a flying soul tool covering his back.

Chen Wen's eyes widened in disbelief: "What? A flying soul tool? Wait, how could you possibly afford a flying soul tool with your income!"

Although she didn't think much of soul tools, she often heard the teachers at the academy discuss their prices. Especially flying soul tools—they were incredibly expensive!
Mu Jin said coldly, "You don't need to worry about that. You should take care of yourself!"

"Arrogant! Do you think I can't hit you from up there?"

Chen Wen quickly manipulated the vines to change direction and pounced on the hibiscus again.

Mu Jin flew away again to change her position, and at the same time took a fist-sized metal ball from her waist and threw it at Chen Wen.

"A mere trick! I thought it would be something more formidable, but is that all?"

Chen Wen smiled dismissively, manipulating vines to block the metal ball in front of him.

However, in the next second.

"boom!"

The metal sphere exploded in front of the vines, bursting out with a blinding white light and a huge roar.

"what!"

Chen Wen screamed and covered his eyes and ears.

That was a combination of a flashbang and a sonic bomb!
There was an uproar in the audience.

"What...what kind of soul tool is this?"

"It can actually release both a bright light and a sonic boom at the same time!"

"When did Teacher Mujin become so amazing?"

Even Elder Xuan, who was sitting on the podium, became serious.

He was well aware that once this kind of soul tool was used on the battlefield, its power would be absolutely devastating.

Because spirit-type soul masters are extremely rare, most soul masters actually have very poor perception abilities. Once their vision is blocked or their hearing is affected, it is almost a death sentence.

He became a lamb to the slaughter!

Old Chen's expression changed, and he abruptly stood up: "Cheating! This is definitely cheating!"

Xian Lin'er coldly said, "Elder Chen, the rules allow the use of any soul tool, as long as it is not fatal."

Old Chen was dumbfounded: "You!"

"What do you mean, 'you'? Old Chen, if you're not convinced, shall we go down and have a go at it?"

Xianlin'er has no concept of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Might makes right.

Especially for those who rely on their age and seniority to act arrogantly, we must strike hard.

"Hmph, I won't bother with you."

Old Chen was so angry that his beard stood on end.

Don't let his usual arrogant demeanor fool you.

In reality, he was just an ordinary elder of Shrek Academy with a soul power of level 94. He relied on his martial soul, the Turtle Martial Soul, which was a turtle-type martial soul with a long lifespan, and the fact that he often took longevity-promoting medicines to finally reach the age of 201 this year.

To put it bluntly, he only speaks based on his past seniority. People who value seniority might respect Yan Shaozhe, a stubborn type, but if he encounters someone like Xian Lin'er, he'll be completely subdued.

On the arena, Chen Wenqiang endured the discomfort and manipulated the vines to sweep wildly.

She no longer dared to underestimate Mu Jin.

Mu Jin kept teleporting to dodge, while taking out all sorts of strange and unusual soul tools from her storage soul tool and throwing them out.

There are smoke grenades that release smoke, gel grenades that spray viscous liquid, and electric grid generators that release electricity...

Chen Wen was being attacked and was in a flurry of activity. Although these soul tools couldn't hurt her, they were just too annoying!
Her vines were stuck, her vision was blocked, and she had to be constantly on guard against sudden electric currents.

"Hibiscus! You dare fight me head-on!"

Chen Wen roared.

Mu Jin completely ignored her and continued her harassment tactics.

She knew that she was no match for Chen Wen in a head-on confrontation; she had to win through wisdom.

Time passed second by second, and Chen Wen's patience gradually ran out.

"enough!"

She roared, and her seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up: "Seventh Spirit Skill, Martial Spirit True Body!"

(End of this chapter)