Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

The All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament is in full swing, and today is the second half of the round of 16 to 8. The enthusiastic cheers of the people of Xingluo are still going strong.

Although the competition hasn't started yet, the atmosphere is getting more and more exciting. The enthusiastic shouts of many spectators echo in the waiting area. Today's match schedule has already been announced.

The first match will be between Zuo Qiulun of the Body Sect, who has recently risen to fame, and Dai Yueyan, the Tiger King, who is ranked second among the Eight Heavenly Kings of Monster Academy. This is undoubtedly the most anticipated match of the day.

The second match will be between Wei Heng, an inner disciple of Shrek Academy, and Long Yue, the "Dragon King" of Monster Academy.

The first match is about to begin, and both sides are heading to the competition stage.

Dai Yueyan, as a Soul Master, is the second strongest in Monster Academy, second only to Dragon King Long Yue. He has been exceptionally talented since childhood and has always been a famous prodigy in the Star Luo Empire.

As the fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, he has amassed great prestige among the younger generation and has become a strong contender for the throne of the Star Luo Empire.

It can be said that his every move is closely watched by people all over the country.

For him, participating in this Youth Soul Master Competition was undoubtedly a huge gamble.

This is an extremely risky move. As a prince, failing to achieve good results in the competition would be a significant blow to his reputation and the Star Luo royal family.

However, if he succeeds in winning and defends the glory of the Star Luo Empire, this will also become an achievement and an aid for him to obtain the position of crown prince.

Today, their prince from the Star Luo Continent, the Tiger King Dai Yueyan of the Monster Academy, will face off against that monster from the Douluo Continent.

Even Fang'er, who was sitting on the platform, kept glancing this way, her eyes filled with worry.

If Dai Yueyan could defeat Zuo Qiulun, that would be the best-case scenario. But is it really that easy?

This Zuo Qiulun has never revealed his martial spirit so far. No matter what opponent he encounters, he only throws one punch each time. He and Long Yue are both strong contenders for the championship of this competition.

Apart from displaying terrifying power of qi and blood, everything else was a blank.

Even though Fang'er had watched Zuo Qiulun's previous matches repeatedly, all she could deduce was the word "terrifying".

"The next match, and the highlight of today, will be between Zuo Qiulun from Douluo Continent and Dai Yueyan from Monster Academy."

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness!" Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the stands.

Having just stood up from the waiting area, Dai Yueyan, thinking of Zuo Qiulun's terrifying strength, felt as if he were about to be executed.

But as the future crown prince, no matter how bad his mood was, when he heard his people calling his name with such unity and determination, he could not back down, nor could he be afraid.

He gripped the soul tool in his hand tightly, silently making a decision in his heart.

"I must win!" Dai Yueyan shouted in his heart with great pride, while also looking at Zuo Qiulun.

Zuo Qiulun remained calm. Facing the overwhelming momentum of the Xingluo people, his gaze did not change at all. He walked towards the competition stage amidst the cheers for Dai Yueyan.

Dai Yueyan also composed himself and walked out of the waiting area.

On the platform, Dai Tianling sat in the main seat, and next to him sat a gaunt old man dressed in white, who was none other than Enci, the level 99 Holy Dragon Douluo and dean of Monster Academy.

"Teacher, what are the chances of Yueyan winning against Zuoqiulun?" Dai Tianling asked Enci in a low voice.

Grace frowned and shook her head.

"Although Yueyan is a talented child, he is also calm and wise."

However, Zuo Qiulun had never used his martial spirit since the start of the competition, yet he was still able to easily defeat his opponents.

Furthermore, according to information from Douluo Continent, he was capable of defeating a One-Word Battle Armor Master four years ago.

Long Yue had recently stated that, in terms of pure strength, he was no match for Zuo Qiulun.

Moreover, he hasn't used a single soul skill yet; this battle is likely to be a tough one!

Upon hearing this, Dai Tianling frowned slightly. How could he not know that Dai Yueyan's chances of winning were slim?

As a father, he was unwilling to sacrifice his own child to test Zuo Qiulun's true strength.

But as a monarch, he had no choice but to make this decision.

The championship title must not fall into the hands of anyone from Douluo Continent! Yueyan, you must hold on!

. . . . .

On the stage, Zuo Qiulun and Dai Yueyan had both stepped onto the platform.

All the cheers from the outside world disappeared as the soul-guided shield rose.

Zuo Qiulun calmly looked at Dai Yueyan before him, realizing that this match was another one deliberately arranged by the Xingluo higher-ups.

Although he understood their schemes perfectly well, the thought that he had been like a pawn since the start of the competition, being repeatedly plotted against and manipulated by them, still bothered him.

Suddenly, a feeling of displeasure welled up inside him, and he decided to give this group of people an unforgettable memory in this competition.

So, Zuo Qiulun looked at Dai Yueyan's solemn expression and gave her a considerate smile, offering a word of "comfort".

"Don't worry, I'll go easy on you and spare your life."

Although the two were quite far apart, Zuo Qiulun's voice clearly reached Dai Yueyan's ears.

"You!" Upon hearing this, Dai Yueyan reacted as Zuo Qiulun had anticipated.

Enraged instantly, his already tense face flushed red, his eyes widened like copper bells, and his gaze was filled with the flames of anger as he stared at Zuo Qiulun in front of him.

Zuo Qiulun completely ignored Dai Yueyan's angry expression and said nothing more, as if he didn't care about his reaction at all.

He simply took a deep breath, his entire body seemingly rising and falling with the rhythm of his breath, like an ancient beast slowly awakening from its slumber.

A surge of powerful energy erupted from Zuo Qiulun's center.

Even from hundreds of meters away, Dai Yueyan could clearly feel a scorching power impacting his body, as if he were in the deep sea, feeling oppressed.

Although he already knew from Zuo Qiulun's previous matches that the captain of the Body Sect had very strong blood energy.

But only now, facing Zuo Qiulun directly, did he realize that the word "powerful" was no longer sufficient to describe the monster before him.

Dai Yueyan frowned, looking at Zuo Qiulun with unusual focus, breathing heavily, hoping to adjust himself to his best condition.

He dared not look away; he could not afford to be careless in the face of the upcoming battle, nor could he allow himself to make any mistakes.

This victory is paramount; he no longer has the right to consider Zuo Qiulun's age or talent.

At this moment, before him, there was only one opponent for whom he needed to go all out to have even the slightest chance of winning.

"Three, two, one, the match begins!" The referee, seeing that both sides were ready, announced the start of the great battle.

Zuo Qiulun took a deep breath, continuously circulating his innate secret technique. In every match, he had to control his strength, preventing himself from becoming too powerful and accidentally killing his opponent.

It can be said that the only purpose of this competition for him was to give him an opportunity to test how strong his control over his own power could be under the operation of the innate secret technique.

Unfortunately, none of the opponents he has faced so far have been able to force him to use his full strength.

To further enhance his mastery of the innate secret techniques, he needs to find a more powerful opponent to stimulate the circulation of his qi and blood, and temper his body in battle.

It's unclear how much of his strength Dai Yueyan's physique could withstand.

Finally, on the arena, Dai Yueyan shouted and took the lead in making a move.

His blond hair quickly turned white, and hair grew back, his body swelled, and his muscles bulged.

Martial Soul: White Tiger!

Beams of light shot out from his body, then rebounded upwards, and the pure white armor with black patterns landed on his body, merging with his form.

Judging from the color, his battle armor is somewhat similar to Xie Xie's, but it is much thicker and heavier. The shoulder armor on both sides is shaped like two tiger heads, and the battle armor covers his entire body, even his face.

One-word battle armor! Tiger!

Wearing the Moon Flame Battle Armor, his aura instantly surged.

His eyes held a faint gold hue, with three purple and two black rings, and five spirit rings rose from his feet, his entire body radiating a powerful aura.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier"

The first halo beneath Dai Yueyan's feet had already lit up, and a faint white light shield appeared.

"It's not over yet!"

Dai Yueyan's third spirit ring also shone brightly, his body suddenly grew a head taller, his black and white fur turned golden, his eyes shone brightly with golden light, and a king character appeared faintly on his forehead.

Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

"Not enough!"

His fifth spirit ring shone brightly, and a black and white light rose from his feet, instantly covering his entire body. At the same time, a giant tiger's silhouette appeared behind him.

His hair returned to its original black and white color, but this time, he swelled up again, reaching a height of over three meters. His giant claws were six feet long, and his entire body was filled with a terrifying aura as deep as an abyss. Each hair was like a crystal.

White Tiger Demon God Transformation! Fifth Soul Skill.

Dai Yueyan went all out right from the start, unleashing two thousand-year soul skills and one ten-thousand-year soul skill in succession.

The next moment, a white longsword with a sharp aura appeared in his hand. Judging from the soul guidance array and soul power aura on it, it was clearly a high-level melee soul tool.

"What is that?! Contestant Dai Yueyan actually brought out a rare melee soul tool."

It's important to understand that with the rapid development of soul guidance technology and battle armor technology, melee soul tools have long been obsolete. Aside from support soul masters, very few soul masters still use melee soul tools.

It has been widely discovered that melee soul tools provide far less enhancement to soul masters than battle armor. Therefore, it is more cost-effective to use resources to produce more battle armor rather than to invest in the research and development of melee soul tools.

At this moment, with the amplification of the three great soul skills—White Tiger Protective Barrier, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, and White Tiger Demon God Transformation—and the One-Word Battle Armor, Dai Yueyan's attack power, wielding a close-combat soul tool, had reached a terrifying level.

Even when facing Long Yue, he was able to hold his own for a while thanks to these three soul skills.

Then, Dai Yueyan pounced on Zuo Qiulun, his long sword flashing with a sharp, cold light that inspired fear.

Looking at Dai Yueyan charging towards him, Zuo Qiulun saw it as a desperate gamble.

"Trying to finish the job in one fell swoop? Commendable courage, but useless. Let's just get rid of it quickly."

Zuo Qiulun also took a large stride and charged towards Dai Yueyan, the stone slabs of the arena beneath his feet instantly cracking.

As the innate secret technique was activated, his aura surged, and his blood and qi transformed into a crimson figure that appeared around him.

"bring it on."

When Dai Yueyan saw that Zuo Qiulun didn't even use his martial soul, a knowing look flashed in his eyes. Zuo Qiulun's actions were just as he had expected; he hadn't used his martial soul at all from the beginning.

With the support of three amplifying soul skills and battle armor, Dai Yueyan was confident that he would not be instantly killed by Zuo Qiulun. Even if he couldn't win, he would definitely get injured, creating a foundation for victory in the subsequent Dragon Leap.

This match is far too important. Even if the methods used are not honorable, the Star Luo Empire simply cannot afford to lose!

"Let me see just how strong you really are." A fierce glint flashed in Dai Yueyan's eyes.

When they were about to collide, it felt like two mountains about to crash into each other.

"Boom—" The two figures collided fiercely, and golden and white light rose up at the same time.

Zuo Qiulun's fist, gleaming with golden light, clashed with Dai Yueyan's tiger claws and steel blade. In an instant, soul power and physical strength intertwined, and the violent collision seemed to create a storm around their bodies.

"boom--"

A fierce gust of wind, centered on Zuo Qiulun and Dai Yueyan, spread outwards, shattering the bricks and stones on the arena and stirring up a cloud of dust.

Suddenly, the sounds of collisions in the arena ceased abruptly, and the smoke dissipated.

Just when everyone was anticipating a fierce battle, what they witnessed was almost comical.

In the center of the arena, Zuo Qiulun was gripping Dai Yueyan's wrist with one hand, which was covered by a large tiger claw.

Dai Yueyan, whose height had reached over three meters after being enhanced by battle armor and soul skills, was now kneeling in front of Zuo Qiulun, who was only one and a half meters tall.

His face was filled with shock and resentment, and his tense muscles were now completely useless.

His right hand had already been broken in the collision, his long sword lay limply ten meters away from him, his battle armor was shattered, and his clothes were torn to shreds by the strong wind, revealing numerous wounds.

It was obvious that Dai Yueyan had lost the clash of forces just now, and lost miserably.

Dai Yueyan tried to stand up, but was pressed heavily onto the stone bricks of the arena by Zuo Qiulun's terrifying strength and aura, only kicking up a cloud of dust.

His eyes revealed a hint of despair, but even more so, an indomitable fighting spirit. He gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and tried to get up again to continue the fight.

"Should we admit defeat?"

Zuo Qiulun was looking at the fool in front of him with a cold gaze, who dared to compete with him in strength. His eyes were fixed on Dai Yueyan, as if he wanted to completely break through his inner defenses.

In his view, this pawn sent to test him was just as annoying as the person behind him.

But Dai Yueyan managed to squeeze out a single word from his throat: "No..."

He harbored the pride of being a prince and the desire to defend the honor of the Star Luo Empire; he was unwilling to admit defeat so easily.

Even when faced with immense pressure from Zuo Qiulun, he remained steadfast in upholding his dignity.

But before he could finish speaking, something shocking happened.

With a crisp yet terrifying "crack," Zuo Qiulun mercilessly snapped off his only remaining left arm.

The sudden, intense pain instantly reached Dai Yueyan's brain.

Zuo Qiulun used his powerful mental strength to forcibly control Dai Yueyan, preventing him from falling into a coma.

His body trembled violently, the muscles in his face contorted, and cold sweat poured from his forehead.

The immense pain caused him to let out a bloodcurdling scream, a sound that echoed across the silent arena. His left arm hung limply at his sides, blood gushing from the wound and staining his clothes red.

Zuo Qiulun looked at the writhing Dai Yueyan without a trace of pity, and coldly asked again, "And now?"

What followed was like a nightmare; every time Dai Yueyan shook his head, Zuo Qiulun would break a bone in him without hesitation.

Each cracking sound of bones breaking was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the nerves of everyone present.

Zuo Qiulun had already broken all of Dai Yueyan's limbs, and the intense pain had rendered him unable to make a sound.

He was using this method to tell those behind him that plotting against him would come at a price.

Just as he was about to continue, a voice came.

That's enough.

A figure suddenly appeared in the arena, radiating a dazzling white light, grabbed Zuo Qiulun's arm, and said:

"I concede defeat on behalf of the Fourth Prince in this match."

Zuo Qiulun looked at the old man beside him, then glanced at Dai Tianling on the viewing platform, and said with a mocking smile, "Oh? Is that so? That's great. I thought you wouldn't speak until I killed him."

Enci, seeing the mocking look in Zuoqiulun's eyes, immediately understood that the boy was showing off to them.

He felt a surge of anger and was about to teach him a lesson when he suddenly sensed a killing intent at the level of a Limit Douluo locking onto him, which greatly alarmed him.

[Limit Douluo? Who is that? This immense power of blood and qi, could it be from the Body Sect?]

Enci knew that if he made any move, he would probably have to fight a Limit Douluo in the center of Star Luo City today.

Sensing the overwhelming aura emanating from the other, Enci knew he was no match for him.

He glanced again at Dai Yueyan, who was badly injured and could not be delayed any longer, and knew in his heart that he had no choice but to swallow his anger today.

So he nodded to the referee and reached out to take Dai Yueyan away.

"The winner of this match is Zuo Qiulun," the referee announced loudly after taking a deep breath.