Douluo: Dream Overlord

"Hey! Kid! Not bad!"

Spear looked them over and sneered, "This little girl actually managed to break through her soul power in the heat of battle. It seems she's planning to use us as stepping stones for her first match."

As a seasoned Soul Master with extensive experience in the battlefield, his insight is undeniably sharp.

Not only could they tell from their height and build that their bodies were not yet fully developed, but they also keenly noticed the active soul power that the spirit sword had just emitted.

"Why waste words with them? Breaking through one's soul power in the heat of battle is something that only low-level soul masters do."

Hard Shield looked Spirit Sword up and down, his gaze sweeping over him: "Let's make this clear first, I'll deal with this offensive-type Soul Master, you go deal with that brat."

"Tch! Why don't you go and deal with him!"

Spear was a little annoyed; he didn't like being ordered around, but Hard Shield wasn't wrong.

I just looked at the information of these two people. One is a power attack type soul master, and the other is a control type soul master.

In the world of Soul Masters, it is common knowledge that defensive or offensive Soul Masters should confront an enemy offensive Soul Master head-on.

But this is a two-player arena, where only two people team up.

The best combination is a defensive type paired with an offensive type Soul Master.

Defensive Soul Masters can hold back the opponent's main Soul Masters, allowing offensive Soul Masters to attack the rear.

That's how it is today. The hard shield is holding back the spirit sword so he can break through this dream god.

"I'll deal with this girl, and you deal with that kid. That way, we can maximize the team's advantages."

Hard Shield's lewd gaze swept over Spirit Sword: "It's been a long time since I've encountered a young girl like this. I can't wait to tear her to pieces."

"Hey! What kind of look is that! It's disgusting!"

Noticing the fat man's gaze, Lingjian shuddered and looked at him with disgust: "You fat bastard, you disgusting jerk! Just wait and see how I beat you to a pulp!"

Time observed the spirit sword's condition and was relieved to find it full of fighting spirit.

He had secretly used his mental power on the spirit sword while the atmosphere was lively and no one was paying attention.

This is a time-honored technique that can effectively calm people down and strengthen their resolve.

However, it has little effect on Soul Masters with abundant Soul Power or Spiritual Power.

However, the spirit sword's mental strength was reduced due to tension, and its soul power was also somewhat disordered, which allowed Shi Guang to easily achieve a hypnotic effect.

Of course, it might also be related to the broken dream.

After adding a mental suggestion effect to the first decisive soul ring of Remnant Dream, Time, as its master, also gained some characteristics of a martial soul.

Over the years, observations have revealed that what time says is often convincing and carries a subtle, albeit minimal, spiritual suggestion.

As the match began, Shi Guang's ring flashed with black light, and a martial arts staff appeared in his hand.

The stick is about one meter long and is made entirely of extremely hard steel, painted with white gold paint.

The grip is made of a special metal and has soft padding to effectively cushion the shock to the hands.

The clubhead has a spiral, stepped shape, which can effectively damage enemies.

Time named it White Dream, and it was created at the cost of hundreds of gold coins.

That wasn't all; he then took out a gleaming silver spearhead.

The spearhead is crafted from rare mithril and possesses the property of absorbing iron from blood to restore its shape.

A bright red ribbon was wrapped around the spearhead, dancing in the wind like a swimming dragon.

This spearhead was also crafted at great expense by Time, in order to compensate for the insufficient damage of the stick, and it can also be easily attached and detached in battle as needed.

By attaching the spearhead to the end of the stick and screwing it on, the wooden stick has been transformed into a long spear.

Shi Guang brandished his spear, pointing the tip directly at the two people opposite him, his spirit soaring.

A powerful aura emanated from him, sweeping across the entire arena and the stands.

Even ordinary people can see it.

"Hey, why does this Dream God from Divine Sword suddenly seem different?"

"He actually summoned a weapon out of thin air? Is that his martial spirit?"

"Such a sharp aura! Just looking at him makes my eyes hurt!"

Looking at Shi Guang, who stood tall and proud, Ling Jian's eyes revealed surprise and solemnity, and he thought to himself:

"With imposing presence and murderous aura, the spear's power soars to the heavens!"

This dream god can actually condense the power of a spear!

Although I could sense that the force of this spear was still very weak, it was still far from the realm of spear intent.

But among the Soul Masters of the same age that I know, he is considered a genius.

Even I, with the accumulated resources of my family, have barely managed to condense a sword aura. Just who is he?

As Lingjian gazed at his dashing figure, a seed of curiosity was quietly planted in her heart.

"My God! What happened to the Dream God member of the Divine Sword? How did his aura become so sharp!"

The brothers exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

"Although I don't know what this kid did, his aura has undergone a complete transformation."

Looking at Shi Guang's sharp and shrewd demeanor, Mao Qiang said in a deep voice, "My martial spirit actually responded to his aura, and it felt like it wanted to be summoned on its own."

This situation is unprecedented in my understanding. I think it must be because my martial spirit is similar to his weapon, and his aura has stimulated the sharpness of my martial spirit.

"Isn't that even better? Your martial spirit should be even more destructive than before!"

Hard Shield stared at Time, his smiling expression replaced by seriousness: "I'll try my best to stall this Spirit Sword in a bit, and find an opportunity to help you suppress this kid."

"Alright! We can't let these two brats break our winning streak! Otherwise, we'll have no face left here!"

Spear and Gun dared not underestimate this new duo any longer, and they decided to go all out.

On the stage, the host was so intimidated by the imposing presence that he broke out in a cold sweat. He wiped his forehead and shouted, "It seems this new group is no pushover!"

The upcoming battle with the Mutual Brothers is sure to be a fierce and intense fight!

It was this new duo who broke the myth of the conflicted brothers with their debut!

As always, the contradictory duo easily tore apart and crushed the two poor newcomers, successfully defending their title!

Let's give a warm round of applause to announce the start of the competition!

Screams! Cheers! Let's give a shout! Let's cheer for our two pairs of new and established teams!

As the host energized the crowd, the ordinary people in the audience joined in the revelry.

The game officially begins!

Both teams summoned their martial spirits in succession.

The spear summoned a jet-black spear, with two yellow and one purple spirit rings appearing on its body.

A simple shield appeared in Hard Shield's hand, with Three Yellow Soul Rings encased in it.

A longsword wrapped in green wind element appeared in Lingjian's hand, and two yellow and one purple soul rings appeared afterward.

Shi Guang did not summon his martial spirit; he stood with his sword drawn, staring intently at his opponent.

This battle was a perfect opportunity to test the results of his week of learning, whether it was fist techniques, footwork, or staff fighting; he could put all of these into practice against his enemy.