Douluo Continent: I came from Demon Slayer!

Chapter 110 Half a Blade?

The final match began soon.

At the referee's signal, both teams entered the arena area. When they stood on the arena, the captain of the Spirit Hall team crossed his arms and slowly raised his eyes.

At that moment, I felt like a slumbering beast had awakened.

The surging momentum, like a tidal wave, pressed head-on towards the Tian Dou team.

The other members of Team Tiandou turned pale, and their bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably.

But at that moment, a sharp aura appeared without warning, forcefully cleaving through the sticky, suffocating feeling.

Zhao Yu and the others suddenly felt lighter, and the suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe disappeared without a trace.

The Soul King's gaze fell on Lin Yang, his eyes flickered, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Lin Yang did not back down either. His dark eyes remained as calm as a still lake, without the slightest ripple.

As the referee introduced the two teams, the cheers from the audience grew louder and louder, and the atmosphere gradually reached a climax.

"The match is ready; both sides unleash their Martial Souls!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the seven members of the Spirit Hall team simultaneously unleashed their soul power, radiating multicolored light.

One after another, spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, two yellow and two purple, a uniform spirit ring configuration.

The Soul King, standing in the very center, was adorned with an even deeper black ring—a black ten-thousand-year soul ring.

In comparison, Team Tiandou is at a disadvantage. With two Soul Masters from the Five Soul Sect, they are three fewer in terms of Soul Rings.

Not to mention that the Spirit Hall's overall spirit power level is also higher than theirs.

"Let's go up and take them down."

The Spirit Hall team took the lead and charged straight in without using any fancy tactics.

They are not mindless, but rather have absolute confidence based on their own abilities.

With this kind of gap, what tactics are needed? Just crush them.

The only one that didn't move was the Soul King.

Lin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Soul King of the Spirit Hall team is named Jin Feng. Although his surname is Jin, he has absolutely no relation to the Golden Crocodile Douluo of the Spirit Hall.

Moreover, his martial spirit is not a crocodile, but a dark gold bear.

The Dark Gold Bear is a branch of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear and is the strongest among bear-type martial souls.

Except for lacking those terrifying claws, its strength and defense far surpass other martial souls.

Few at the same level can break through his defenses.

In terms of martial spirit quality alone, even Zhao Wuji's Mighty Vajra Bear is inferior to the Dark Gold Bear.

"Of the seven treasures, the first is called Soul."

When the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda fell upon the Heavenly Fighting Team, apart from Lin Yang, Zhao Yu and the others took a deep breath and began to charge forward.

They knew that they were most likely no match for the Spirit Hall, but they did not want to admit defeat.

In an instant, apart from Lin Yang and Jin Feng, who were still standing in place, and the support-type soul masters standing on both sides behind them, everyone else was entangled together.

Jin Feng raised his eyelids to look at Lin Yang and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to help them? If they lose, your team has no hope of winning."

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Lin Yang shook his head slightly: "You can help for a while, but not forever."

"Fourth Soul Skill: Earth Tremor."

"Fourth Soul Skill, Shadow of Spears."

"Third Soul Skill, Hurricane Dragon Tornado Kill."

"Third Soul Skill, Light of Slowness."

Bang! Bang! Boom!

The arena was ablaze with light, with figures crisscrossing and various soul skills intertwining and colliding, creating a magnificent visual feast.

Although Zhao Yu and his companions displayed great bravery, as time went on, the gap between their soul power levels and combat experience became increasingly apparent.

Team Tiandou has inevitably fallen into a slump, and so far they are just gritting their teeth and holding on.

"The seven treasures are named: first, Soul; second, Strength; and third, Speed!"

Three beams of light fell on Lin Yang at the same time. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master turned pale and forced a smile. "Boss Lin, I can't hold on any longer. I'll leave the rest to you."

After seeing Lin Yang nod, he jumped off the stage without hesitation.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The other members of Team Tiandou also withdrew from the battle one after another.

You either have to jump off the stage voluntarily, or you'll be knocked off by the Spirit Hall.

When Zhao Yu, who had been struggling to hold on, could no longer hold on, he shouted to Lin Yang, "Boss Lin, please!"

Then, having exhausted his soul power, he withdrew from the competition.

At this moment, only Lin Yang remained on the Tian Dou side.

The Spirit Hall still has seven members, who are basically at their peak condition, except for having consumed some of their spirit power.

In everyone's eyes, the outcome of the Heavenly Struggle was already decided.

At this moment, Lin Yang summoned his martial spirit.

"What were you doing all this time? Isn't it a bit too late to make a last-ditch effort now?"

One of the Spirit Hall members wore a mocking expression.

There are seven of them; any one of them could easily drown him with a single soul skill.

"How will we know if this is a comeback if we don't try?"

Lin Yang smiled slightly and gently pushed out half an inch with his right thumb pressing against the hilt of Fei Jian's sword.

In that instant, an extremely terrifying burst of sharp metal energy exploded outwards from Lin Yang, spreading indiscriminately in all directions.

Jin Feng's pupils had shrunk to pinpoints; he was no longer as composed as before. He roared, "Retreat!"

In fact, he didn't need to remind them.

That sharpness, so intense it sent chills down your spine, instantly gripped the hearts of everyone in the Spirit Hall team.

That dual warning from both mind and body made the body instinctively stay away from this dangerous place.

But it didn't work!

No matter how fast they retreat, they cannot escape this awe-inspiring sharpness.

Swish swish!

The sword was not yet drawn, but the sharpness of the Nichirin Blade had already arrived.

Moreover, they were moving so fast that they didn't have time to react at all.

Accompanied by a series of tearing sounds, the six members of the Spirit Hall were simultaneously cleaved out of the arena and fell to the ground one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

After a brief period of confusion, the first thing the six of them did after getting up was not to feel annoyed about their failure, but to check if they were missing any limbs.

It was only later that they discovered that the most severely damaged part of their bodies was their clothing.

There was nothing wrong with my body, not even a tiny wound.

On the arena, besides Lin Yang, only Jin Feng remained standing.

He completed the Martial Soul Possession at the last moment, and dark golden fur covered his entire body, helping him withstand that attack.

This stunning reversal silenced the entire audience for a second.

Then boom!

The entire stadium of 80,000 people suddenly erupted in a deafening cheer, "Lin Yang!"

"Lin Yang!"

"Lin Yang!"

The shouts came like a tidal wave, making people's ears ring.

Those who originally thought that Tian Dou was bound to lose and that Lin Yang was too arrogant, all stood up now and shouted along at the top of their lungs.

Even if their voice is off-key, they don't care at all.

Shock! Adoration! Fanaticism!

At that moment, Lin Yang's image was etched into the hearts of everyone present.

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