Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"Game start!"

"Soul Fusion Skill - Netherworld White Tiger!"

Ruoyou's eyes sharpened, and she shouted, "Clear the area!"

Chapter 80 Netherworld White Tiger

The moment the Star Luo team chose to activate their Martial Soul Fusion Skill at the start of the game, they were defeated.

The Tianshui team's tactics are actually not bad. If we don't consider Qianshui, what they lack is only high-attack area damage. If Shui Bing'er from ten years later appeared on the field, the first match would likely be wiped out, leaving only Qianshui.

The conditions for the Star Luo team are basically the same, and even if the Martial Soul team is on guard, they cannot predict when the Netherworld White Tiger will appear.

All they need to do is keep the cat and tiger attacking together and eliminate the Martial Soul Team members one by one, from weakest to strongest.

Unfortunately, Ning Fengzhi didn't know whether he had told them about Qian Shui's true strength, and they chose the most foolish tactic.

Transforming into the Netherworld White Tiger means losing individual control over a small area, and attacks on the team will be greatly overlooked due to its enormous size, making it impossible to provide timely assistance.

The result was that one of their own agile attackers and one control attacker were instantly wiped out in a two-on-one fight.

What was most surprising was that the two support players of the Martial Soul Team moved.

"Hehe, goodbye, Miss~" Yin Jin's speed wasn't slow, but having unloaded his burdens beforehand, he instantly arrived behind the support-type Soul Master on the other side, and together with Chen Sha, they surrounded her at the same time.

Although they are support characters, they possess combat abilities at least equivalent to a powerful offensive Soul Master, almost reaching the limit that ordinary people can achieve.

"Fengzhi!"

Sword Douluo's face turned green as he watched Ning Fengzhi stand up, grip the railing, and stare intently at the arena. He was truly afraid that this usually composed and unperturbed number one support player would lose control and make a move.

"Sect Leader Ning, why the agitation? Although this is the first time I've seen a support-type Soul Master with combat capabilities, this probably falls under the category of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Ignore the platinum bishop's taunts, because things are changing too fast on the field.

At this moment, Youming Baihu made another fatal mistake. If he went to protect his teammates, the Spirit Hall would lose at least two support players, but he chose to attack Qianshui instead.

The ferocious beast pounces on its prey, and the tiger's agility and high attack power are perfectly embodied in the Netherworld White Tiger. It even incorporates some of the stealth attributes of the Netherworld Cat, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

However, they encountered Qian Shui, who dodged in a very flamboyant manner and jumped onto the head of the Netherworld White Tiger.

The score behind them was now 6 to 2, and the outcome was decided in an instant.

The moment the arena was cleared, Qian Shui flipped over and landed directly opposite the Soul Arena. The two sides switched places, and the current situation was seven against two.

"Little kitty, wanna fight again?" Silver Gold taunted his opponent, who retaliated with a swipe...

'It really is turn-based…'

Qian Shui remained shrug and offered assistance, utterly speechless.

The four of them consumed the food-based support buff and instantly surrounded the Netherworld White Tiger.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Frostfall!" "Third Soul Skill, Wind Blade and Frost Sword!" "Fourth Soul Skill, Lightning Storm!"

The three launched an area-of-effect attack to restrain the behemoth, while Yu Zhou charged ahead as a tank.

"First Soul Skill: Pig-Style Fierce Charge! Third Soul Skill: Pig-Style Roaring Tremor!"

The Netherworld White Tiger lived up to its reputation, proving difficult to defeat. Without regular speed training, several would have been eliminated before its soul power was exhausted.

"Team leader, this is a rare opportunity. I would like to request to shed some of my burden."

As the battle raged on, Ling Yunzhi retreated to Qian Shui's side.

"Want to show off your fifth soul skill?"

"Don't be so blunt..."

"Go ahead and play, it's a rare opportunity."

"Thank you!"

"polite."

Having received a positive response, Ling Yunzhi began his solo career.

He originally had blue hair and blue eyes, and a well-proportioned figure. Once he took off his coat and unloaded his weight, his perfectly sculpted muscles came out.

This drew the attention of all the women present, and quite a few even screamed and cheered.

This guy, on the contrary, waved to the audience, exuding the aura of a winner in life and the protagonist of destiny.

"I think I know why Sister Feng doesn't like you..."

"Oh? Please tell me, and I'll change it!"

"Come on, unless you're reincarnated." Qian Shui waved his hand. "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and fight. Their soul power is almost depleted."

"All right…"

Turning his head, Ling Yunzhi began his personal show.

"Second Soul Skill: Frost Transformation! Third Soul Skill: Frost Stacking!"

At the same moment, Qian Shui's attack speed buff and Chen Sha's popsicle arrived.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Frostfall!" As the wide-range attack skill was activated, his teammates in front also retreated. Like his teammates in the Martial Soul Team, Ling Yunzhi had no shortage of speed!

The reason he is so impressive is precisely because he has extremely strong scheming ability. His fighting style is like that of a gymnast, moving around to better execute his "First Soul Skill, Ice Seal," which can only be achieved through close-quarters combat!

The Netherworld White Tiger's enormous size prevented it from focusing on details, so Ling Yunzhi seized these openings, freezing its abdomen and upper limbs.

The hail brought by 'Frost' didn't really hurt the Netherworld White Tiger, but it did accumulate into a thick layer of hail.

As Ling Yunzhi steadied himself and appeared behind the Netherworld White Tiger, he unleashed his killing move!

"Fifth Soul Skill, Ice Explosion!"

'What? People will die, right?'

When Qian Shui heard that Ling Yunzhi's fifth soul skill was Ice Explosion, he was so frightened that he immediately gave the Netherworld White Tiger several buffs, and even the incomplete healing spell from Yin Jin.

After all, Huo Gua's Ice Explosion Technique is terrifying. It's similar to Corpse Explosion and is the Ice Jade Scorpion's innate skill, which triggers a special reaction of ice by drawing on soul power.

The Ice Explosion Technique is launched from the inside out and is a true killing move. The stronger the target is, the greater the power of the Ice Explosion Technique, since it has a lot of energy. At this moment, the Netherworld White Tiger is a collection of energy!

"Watch out and dodge!"

Before Qian Shui could finish speaking, a series of explosions rang out!

As the saying goes, an explosion is art, and a real man never looks back at an explosion. Ling Yunzhi did exactly that, truly putting his pen to the extreme…

The moment it exploded, Qian Shui felt relieved; this thing did exactly what it meant—to make ice explode…

While not as overpowered as the version with the "Hack" feature, the explosive power is still considerable.

"Quick, give him some healing!" Qian Shui commanded Yin Jin to save the person as soon as possible, otherwise the big cat might end up as two dead people.

"Oh, the moonlight is as smooth as water..."

In crucial moments, even silver and gold know their relative importance.

Fortunately, Xingluo's two silly cats were only dizzy, otherwise they would have said goodbye prematurely.

At this opportune moment, Yue Guan also appeared, creating a deterrent effect and preventing some people from making rash moves.

"Hey Zhi, have you had enough of this act?" Yin Jin slapped Ling Yunzhi on the shoulder. "Is this trick meant for them or for us? Look! Look! Your clothes are all torn!"

Ling Yunzhi looked at his teammates, feeling somewhat embarrassed. His final attack, aimed for maximum power, had a wide range, and apart from Qian Shui who completely dodged it, everyone else had suffered varying degrees of damage.

"Sigh, since the match started, the healing I gave you guys was less than what I gave those two... It's such a huge loss!"

The victory in the semifinals was a foregone conclusion. As they walked off the stage, the Tian Dou team was already waiting for them to begin their match. The encounter between the two sides was naturally full of tension.

"Stop looking, let's go, let's go! What, you want to say something tough? Aren't you ashamed? Get out of here!"

Qian Shui shoved Yin Jin, whose face was full of fighting spirit, and said to him, but the listener understood the implication in her words.

Chapter 81 The Eve of the Finals

With the finals approaching, the Tiandou team is naturally not taking a break. After finishing the semi-finals, the entire team gathered together.

Inside the Great Soul Arena, Ning Fengzhi, Tang Yuehua, Xue Qinghe, and the three members of the teaching committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy were all present.

"Tang Meng, Tang Hu, do you have a chance of winning tomorrow's match?" Ning Fengzhi asked first.

"Uncle Ning, if the Martial Soul Team is only as it has shown so far, my brother and I are still confident that we can win the game."

"Xiao Meng, don't underestimate them. Their captain hasn't made a move yet, and no one knows the extent of his strength."

Tang Yuehua had met Qian Shui. No matter how much she resented the Spirit Hall, objectively speaking, Qian Shui gave her a feeling of being somewhat unfathomable. Her brother, a prodigy, hadn't been as remarkable as Qian Shui at his age.

"Uncle Jian, tell me about it."

"Hmm." Chen Xin nodded, looked around, and said to everyone, "He should not be underestimated. I tested him once and we exchanged two sword strikes. His true strength is at least at the high-level Soul Emperor level."

"Sword? Isn't it a humanoid martial spirit? What's it called, Yuan Shen? Could it be?" Ning Yunfei grasped the key word "sword," "Grandpa Sword, could it be that he has twin martial spirits?"

Chen Xin shook his head and said, "No, he has a rather good sword, not a martial spirit."

The possibility of twin martial souls was on everyone's mind, but Chen Xin's denial dispelled that possibility.

"That's good. In the Elite Tournament, you can only use your Martial Soul to fight. If you have the combat power of a Soul Emperor while wielding a sword, you can only use your Martial Soul, so you might not be as strong. After all, that 'Primordial Spirit' doesn't seem to have any offensive power." Tang Meng breathed a sigh of relief. He had absolute confidence in the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon Martial Soul in the world. In terms of actual combat power, he could also defeat a high-level Soul Emperor.

Qian Renxue found it amusing. No combat power? If they attacked directly with their primordial spirit, these people wouldn't even know how they died. The sheer strangeness of a direct attack on the soul and mental power was something even she dared not take head-on.

"We must not underestimate him. His martial soul should be similar to that of Ghost Douluo, but Ghost Douluo did not have his combat power when he was young."

Ning Fengzhi, however, did not underestimate his opponent; he had gathered far more information.

"Based on the information we have received, it is abnormal that both the members of the Martial Soul Team possess combat power that exceeds their level and the support members also have strength that is no weaker than that of a Great Soul Master."

And the root of all this probably comes from their captain—Qian Shui.

Even more concerning is the unusual attitude of Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, as well as Salas. Considering all these factors, it's not just that Qian Shui's status as a disciple of the Pope is high enough; it's more likely that his abilities and strength have earned the absolute trust of the Spirit Hall's higher-ups!

Ning Fengzhi's words were taken very seriously; the entire room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Silence is golden; no one had the absolute confidence to claim victory over Qian Shui.

"Alright, we don't know who will win until we've fought each other, so let's just give it our all." Ning Fengzhi reassured everyone.

The outcome of this match is no longer important. Qian Shui and his group are doomed. If Tian Dou team wins, it will be icing on the cake. If they don't, it won't matter. They will only lose face.

"Then let's do as Sect Master Ning says. I also thank Sect Master Ning for providing the information. On behalf of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Meng Shenji expresses his gratitude."