Douluo: Dream Overlord

"Hey! Aren't you going to summon your Martial Soul?"

Seeing that Shi Guang was slow to summon his martial soul, Ling Jian asked with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you just playing me?"

"There's no need to summon my martial spirit to deal with these two bastards; it's unnecessary."

Time said with a smile.

"Tch! I'm not going to bother with you then!" Spirit Sword said with a sneer. "If you can't beat them, just jump out of the arena. I can't look after you once I'm fighting!"

Before Time could speak, the Contradictory Brothers had already raised their shields and charged forward.

"Hehe! Little sister! I'm here!"

Hard Shield grinned, his bloated features coming together to look rather lewd.

He gripped the shield with both hands, raised it, and charged toward the spirit sword, with the spears following closely behind him, rushing toward time.

"Get away from me! Stay away from me!"

The spirit sword swung its longsword, slashing at the oncoming shield and creating a string of sparks.

"What a tough shield!"

Ling Jian frowned. Despite the sharpness of her Wind Sword's high-grade martial spirit quality, it couldn't shatter the shield immediately, leaving only a shallow scratch.

"Hehe! Little sister, aren't you curious why my ordinary shield is so hard to cut?"

Hard Shield chuckled and said, "That's because my first spirit ring is a two-hundred-year-old Vajra Turtle!"

Although my martial soul is just an ordinary weapon-type martial soul shield, the permanent bonus that the first spirit ring brings to the martial soul...

"My shield is incredibly hard even without using any soul skills. You think you can break it without using soul skills? Wait until you reach the Soul Master level, little girl!"

"Tch, your first spirit ring is actually the Vajra Turtle." Spirit Sword frowned upon hearing this.

The Vajra Turtle is an amphibious sea and land spirit beast. Its shell has an incredibly strong defensive capability, which can give defensive spirit masters a good spirit skill.

The Vajra Turtle is a rare spirit beast because it does not appear in forests, but rather in the outer areas of the ocean and beaches.

"He's really troublesome; it looks like I'll have to put up with him for a while."

Having realized how troublesome the shield was, the spirit swordsman, who wasn't confident of a fatal blow, chose not to unleash his soul skill.

Instead, they fight using their superb swordsmanship and the wind element inherent in their wind swords.

While things were deadlocked on one side, Shiguang and Maoqiang on the other side had already started fighting each other with real weapons.

The spearman rushed quickly to a spot not far from Time, thrusting his spear straight at the opponent's face.

With a slight tilt of his hand, Shi Guang blocked the attack by gently swaying the spear in his hand.

"How was my move? A gift from a senior in the Soul Arena to a junior."

He chuckled as he sheathed his spear, but was secretly astonished.

I used the momentum and inertia from my long run to deliver this blow, but I didn't expect my opponent to easily parry it by simply adjusting the position of his weapon.

Moreover, judging from the fact that Shi Guang's arm remained perfectly steady without trembling, the impact force was not fully transmitted to the other party's hand to injure him.

"Your attack wasn't fast enough, nor was it fierce enough."

Shi Guang slightly bent his knees and lowered his waist, gripping the spear handle with both hands. His eyes flashed with a cold light as he looked at his opponent and said, "Let me show you what a real attack is!"

Time and the spear seemed to resonate with each other, and as the spear trembled slightly, Time focused intently and thrust the spear forward in an instant.

As the spear thrust out, two afterimages appeared, and three gleaming silver attacks simultaneously pierced towards the spear.

A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by the spear thrusting out like a dragon!

"Damn it! What is this!?"

Seeing the three silver lights piercing towards him almost simultaneously, the spearman felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

At the critical moment of life and death, things before his eyes suddenly slowed down, and time almost stood still.

The spear, now in this special state, didn't wonder why this was happening; instead, its gaze lingered on the three identical attacks.

"What is that? Marksmanship? Illusion? Or a hidden soul skill?"

A sense of crisis swirled in his mind, forcing his brain to work frantically.

Looking at these three deadly attacks, Spear hesitated for a moment before choosing the top one.

△←

Time began to flow again.

The spear thrust forcefully towards the cold light at the top.

Swish!

The spear successfully hit the air.

puff!

Amidst the wailing sound of air rubbing against the spear, a flash of cold light streaked past, followed by a piercing sound, and his shoulder was instantly pierced.

The spear pierced through the shoulder of the spearman, and blood gushed out instantly from the wound.

A rustling sound rang out.

The blood fell like raindrops, dripping from the air onto the ground.

The blood, deformed by gravity, slowly flowed and spread across the ground, gradually merging with the surrounding blood to form a bright red blood rose.

With a calm expression, Shi Guang pulled out the spear and shook it, causing the blood clinging to the shaft to fly off and splash onto the ground.

Spear looked down in disbelief at the wound on his shoulder.

After the sharp spearhead pierced through, a round hole was blasted in his shoulder, and the surrounding flesh was torn apart and became a bloody mess.

Blood trickled down the wound and onto the ground. The spear in his hand went limp and fell to the ground.

pat!

The crisp sound echoed in the silent arena and on the big screen.

The audience, along with the spirit swords and hard shields battling in the arena, stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

"Oh my god! Dream God player actually dealt a heavy blow to the enemy in the blink of an eye during the battle!"

The host exclaimed in disbelief, his voice hoarse, "Battles in the arena are truly unpredictable! The spearman, who was just full of momentum, was severely injured the moment he clashed with the Dream God!"

Good heavens! Is this where the story of the Mutual Brothers is going to end?!

The audience erupted in discussion.

"No way! What just happened?! What did I miss while I was yawning?!"

"My God! This newbie actually managed to seriously injure the spearman with a single shot!"

"Did this guy get paid to throw the match?! He can't even beat a newbie!"

The audience thought the match was rigged and bombarded him with a barrage of vulgarities.

"What's going on?"

Lingjian stared blankly at the other side where the battle had ended, and muttered to himself as he looked at Shiguang, who looked relaxed: "He was clearly a power-attack type Soul Master with similar Soul Power to mine, how did he fall down without me noticing?"

Is this Dream God too strong, or is the opponent just too weak? He couldn't even withstand a single blow?

If the God of Dreams were my opponent, wouldn't I be...

Good heavens! I feel like I'm dreaming! Is this really a Soul Master with the strength of a Soul Venerable?!

"Damn it! What a joke!"

Hard Shield stared at the damaged spear, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes: "Hey! You! Did you get paid to throw the match?!"

"How much money did the Arena give you to promote these newcomers? You're slacking me out of this good deal, aren't you?"