Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The thick, fleshy muscles on his face trembled as he sneered.

You'll regret this later!

Say it.

He immediately tore off his clothes, revealing his fat body.

The other six followed closely behind.

The audience was somewhat confused.

But soon.

The seven members of the Elephant Armor Sect used the changes in their bodies to show the audience why they took off their shirts.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

Hu Yanli gave a low shout.

His already incredibly robust body swelled even more with the explosive roar of his martial spirit activating.

Some of the loose, flabby fat rapidly bulged and transformed into exaggerated and terrifying muscles.

A layer of dark yellow stratum corneum emerged on the skin's surface, shimmering with a metallic sheen.

What's even less human is...

Their noses also extended and grew longer at the same time.

At the same time, the upper lip flips up, and two fangs grow out, each a foot long.

Seven people simultaneously raised their right feet.

Then he stomped heavily on the ring, making a loud bang.

Not only did they attract the audience's attention, but everyone was also worried about whether the competition stage could withstand their violent power.

Of the seven people.

The three people in the middle all have four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, while the four people on the sides have three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple.

Ye Qiu quietly observed their changes, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. It seemed that the larger the body of these Elephant Armor Sect disciples, the stronger they were.

You can tell their strength from their appearance.

VIP seats.

Platinum Bishop Salas looked at the mountain of flesh beside him.

The two looked at each other.

Huyan Zhen nodded to him and said loudly:

"Ali is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of my Elephant Armor Sect, and also my eldest grandson. He is exceptionally talented, even surpassing me in my prime. I am confident that he will become a Title Douluo!"

Hu Yanzhen did not hide his voice.

Not only Salas could hear it, but Emperor Xue Ye, Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi, and Bone Douluo nearby could also hear it.

Emperor Xueye smiled slightly and said, "It is truly something to celebrate that Sect Master Huyan has such a grandson!"

Hu Yanzhen laughed heartily, his voice echoing throughout the VIP seats.

"Your Majesty flatters me. Let's watch Ali's performance. Our Elephant Armor Sect's goal for this year's finals is to be in the top three."

Emperor Xueye said calmly, "However, your grandson's opponents this time seem a bit difficult to deal with. There are at least two Soul Masters among them..."

Hu Yanzhen was stunned for a moment. He had never thought that his sect's disciples would lose. In addition, the physique of their Elephant Armor Sect disciples was incomparable to others, so he naturally did not pay attention to their opponents.

Only after hearing Emperor Xueye's words did his gaze fall on the Blue Tyrant Academy team.

A strange expression immediately appeared on his face.

"What does this team mean by this? Do they actually want to take on the men of my Elephant Armor Sect one-on-one?"

"Who knows, he might actually be able to do it?"

Ning Fengzhi suddenly spoke.

A meaningful smile played on his lips. He hadn't expected... Ye Qiu to take action so soon.

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Hu Yanzhen burst into laughter.

"Haha... Impossible, absolutely impossible. He, a mere Soul Master, thinks he can defeat my Elephant Armor Academy's team? That's utterly a fantasy!"

"Sect Leader Ning, did you not get enough rest last night? This kind of thing... is clearly impossible to accomplish."

Salas couldn't help but reveal a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi remained silent. Facts speak louder than words; once the results are in... they will naturally understand.

Given Ye Qiu's strength, he shouldn't have to wait too long.

Emperor Xueye smiled slightly, glanced at Xue Ke's empty seat, and then looked at Ye Qiu...

They were also looking forward to seeing how this young man would perform—whether he was truly powerful and fearless, or simply trying to attract attention.

"Since the three of you have differing opinions, let's wait and see. I am also very curious about this."

After the speech at the VIP table.

The preliminary rounds on all five arenas have officially begun.

The seven mountains of flesh in front of Ye Qiu did not launch a fierce attack right away, unlike the five offensive-type Soul Masters of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's second team in the previous match. Their defenses were enough to allow them to wait and see.

But clearly... they didn't want to do that; they were already impatient to crush Ye Qiu.

The seven of them stood in a row.

The first spirit ring on its body lit up at the same time, and it raised its elephant legs, taking steady steps towards Ye Qiu.

Under the effect of their first soul skill.

The seven mountains of flesh had an additional layer of crystalline color on their originally dark yellow keratin, making each of them look as if they were covered with a layer of glaze.

The seven people were enormous, and when they stood in a row, they already occupied half the length of the entire arena.

Their pace was slow, but with each step they took, their aura increased, both physically and spiritually.

Ye Qiu stood calmly before them, waiting patiently. He had absolutely no interest in this level of battle; it would be a thankless and arduous task...

"Go, brother! Defeat those ugly monsters..."

Little Blue shouted happily.

Ye Qiu chuckled lightly, strode forward, and walked towards the wall of flesh.

Under Hu Yanli's strange gaze, he quickly arrived in front of him, where Ye Qiu looked up... quietly watching them.

Hu Yanli and the others all turned their attention to it...

Instantly, a strange blood-red light flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes, and the bodies of Hu Yanli and the other seven trembled and froze on the spot.

Chapter 432 Pyroblast·Dayu Rasengan

The wall of flesh composed of seven people collapsed in an instant.

Suddenly, to the bewildered gazes of the audience, the four Soul Masters strode quickly toward the edge of the arena.

Then, in full view of everyone, he jumped off the stage.

Two Soul Masters followed closely behind Hu Yanli, causing an uproar in the audience.

There have even been protests...

There are suspicions that the Xiangjia esports team received bribes and engaged in match-fixing.

But someone knowledgeable immediately stepped forward to explain... which quelled their protests before they could escalate.

In the VIP section, Emperor Xueye exclaimed in surprise.

"How did Ye Qiu manage to make his opponent walk off the stage on his own?"

"It's an illusion!"

Salas looked grim.

He never expected the battle to turn out this way, that it didn't even escalate into a fight.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, it seems... this competition is over."

Seeing that the two Soul Masters on the stage had already stepped down, Hu Yanzhen's eyes widened in anger, and he suddenly stood up. As his most prized grandson was about to jump off the stage, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

His lips moved a few times.

Ning Fengzhi, standing to the side, said calmly, "It seems that what Sect Master Huyan is doing is detrimental to the fairness of the competition."

He didn't need to know what Hu Yanzhen was saying, and he understood that Hu Yanzhen was using his ability to force sound into a line to wake up his grandson.

Hu Yanzhen snorted and sat back down in his seat.

"I don't understand what Sect Leader Ning means. What have I done?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled calmly and remained silent.

After all, forcing a sound into a line leaves no evidence, and besides... this is nothing more than a death throes.