Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

Shen Yi's claws had arrived, a dark purple light swirling on the blades, aimed straight at Su Xiaowan's back.

Su Xiaowan felt a chill down her spine, but before she could turn around, Shi Yong's hammer came crashing down from the front, attacking her from both sides, leaving her nowhere to dodge.

Just then, a cold energy swept past her side.

"Ice Thorns!"

The yellow-purple spirit ring shone brightly, and several clusters of ice spikes shot out from beneath Shen Yi's feet, their sharp ice blades crisscrossing and blocking his path. Shen Yi's claws barely touched the hem of Su Xiaowan's clothes before he was forced to change direction, his toes barely touching the ice surface, and he bounced to the side.

The icy thorns followed him like a shadow, extending along his retreating path, forcing him to change direction repeatedly, but he could never get close to Su Xiaowan.

Su Xiaowan felt the chill on her back disappear. She didn't turn around because she knew it was Luo Yun who had made the move.

Shi Yong's hammer was already in front of them.

Su Xiaowan did not dodge.

She sidestepped the hammer, then pounced on him, hugging Shi Yong tightly from behind. Her arms encircled his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, and she coiled around him like a snake.

Shi Yong froze for a moment, then struggled desperately. He was very strong, and Su Xiaowan was thrown from side to side, but she gritted her teeth and refused to let go.

"Chen Jiyong! Earth Meteor! Hurry!" Su Xiaowan shouted.

Chen Jiyong waved his hand, and five clods of earth hurled at Shi Yong. Shi Yong raised his hammer to block, but Su Xiaowan was wrapped around him, restricting his movements. He only managed to deflect two clods, while the remaining three struck him squarely in the chest and on the shoulder.

But Shi Yong's defenses were indeed strong; he withstood three clods of earth, and although he staggered, he didn't fall. He tried to pry Su Xiaowan's arm off him with one hand.

Su Xiaowan did not resist his pulling, but instead opened her mouth towards Shi Yong.

Her second spirit ring lit up.

The fire ray needed two seconds to charge, but at this moment she was pressed against Shi Yong's back, and Shi Yong was her shield.

Shi Yong felt the temperature on his back rising rapidly.

It's not scorching, but preheating before an eruption, like a volcanic eruption where scalding lava is churning and could burst through the earth's surface at any moment.

Shi Yong's expression changed.

No matter how strong his defenses are, he can't withstand such close-range fire rays.

This isn't a competition; this is a fight to the death.

"Madman!" Shi Yong cursed.

Without hesitation, he dragged Su Xiaowan towards the edge of the arena. Su Xiaowan clung to him tightly, refusing to let go. Shi Yong reached the edge of the arena and leaped—

The two of them fell off the fighting arena together.

"Bang!"

A dull thud. Shi Yong landed first, then Su Xiaowan crashed onto him, and the two rolled twice before coming to a stop. Shi Yong lay on the ground, panting heavily, a large patch of his shirt charred on the back, revealing his bright red skin underneath. Su Xiaowan lay beside him, the flames on her hands extinguished, her face pale.

The referee raised his hand: "Shi Yong is out of bounds, Su Xiaowan is out of bounds."

The stands erupted in uproar.

"One for one? What kind of tactic is that?"

"Those two are too ruthless..."

Chen Jiyong stood on the stage, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time. He hadn't expected Su Xiaowan to use this method to replace Shi Yong, a life for a life, swift, decisive, and without hesitation.

Luo Yun glanced at the audience to make sure Su Xiaowan was alright, then looked away.

There are still three people on the field.

Luo Yun, Chen Jiyong. Opposite them, Shen Yi, Jin Qiao'er.

Two against two.

Taking advantage of Chen Jiyong's momentary hesitation, Jin Qiao'er swiftly attacked him. As soon as Su Xiaowan crossed the boundary, she changed her target, her second soul ring lit up, and two bracelets flew from her wrists, growing larger in mid-air into two silver-white rings, which she then slipped onto Chen Jiyong.

"Second Soul Skill, Tightening Hoop."

Chen Jiyong then noticed two rings flying towards him. He tried to dodge, but his speed was not fast to begin with, while the rings were extremely fast. As soon as he took a step, his left hand was caught.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand was also trapped.

The ring tightened, gripping his wrist, and a tremendous force pulled him towards Jin Qiao'er. Chen Jiyong struggled desperately to pull back, but his strength was no match for Jin Qiao'er's soul power, and his body slid forward uncontrollably.

"Brother Yun! Save me!" Chen Jiyong shouted.

Luo Yun was confronting Shen Yi when he heard the shout and glanced over. Jin Qiao'er made a fist with both hands, and her two rings dragged Chen Jiyong toward her. Chen Jiyong struggled, but couldn't break free at all.

"Chen Jiyong, earthen wall!" Luo Yun shouted.

Chen Jiyong was stunned for a moment, then understood. He stopped struggling and let the ring drag him towards Jin Qiao'er. An earthy yellow light shone beneath his feet as he used all his remaining soul power, sending several chess pieces flying out.

Jin Qiao'er thought he was going to retaliate, so she subconsciously took a step back.

But the chess pieces did not fly towards her.

The chess pieces exploded between Chen Jiyong and Jin Qiao'er, turning into earthen walls, but not ordinary earthen walls—thicker and higher than any before, and instead of standing on the ground, they closed in from all sides, surrounding Jin Qiao'er in the middle.

Jin Qiao'er's expression changed. She tried to pull back the ring, but Chen Jiyong's hand was still inside it, and she couldn't pull it back. She wanted to retreat, but the earthen wall had blocked all her escape routes.

The four earthen walls converge from four directions, like a giant hand grasping Jin Qiao'er in its palm.

Chen Jiyong poured all his soul power into the four earthen walls. His legs went weak and he could barely stand, but he gritted his teeth and braced himself with his hands on the ground to prevent the earthen walls from collapsing.

Jin Qiao'er struggled inside the earthen wall, hitting the wall with dull thuds, but the earthen wall did not budge. Chen Jiyong used all his soul power to reinforce the wall, making each wall half a foot thick, so that it could not be smashed or pushed down.

The two people restrain each other.

Chen Jiyong trapped Jin Qiao'er, but his hand was also encircled by the ring, unable to pull it out or move. Jin Qiao'er was trapped inside the earthen wall, unable to get out, but her soul power remained, and the ring continued to tighten, causing Chen Jiyong's wrist to turn purple from the constriction.

Only two players remained on the field.

Luo Yun and Shen Yi.

On the arena, icy mist still drifted slowly. The earthen walls were crooked and scattered with rubble, the surface of the arena covered with ice fragments and claw marks. Two people stood in the center of the arena, less than ten meters apart.

Shen Yi looked at Luo Yun, his golden vertical pupils gleaming coldly in the icy mist. His breathing was heavier than before, ice shards clung to his black fur, and a tear in the sleeve of his left shoulder by ice thorns revealed the skin beneath.

But his expression was no longer as composed as before.

"Your soul power must be running low," Shen Yi said in a deep voice. "I've watched every single one of your battles."

Luo Yun remained silent.

"In your previous matches, your ice mist was always released precisely, condensed into a ball, and controlled within a range of no more than five meters," Shen Yi said slowly, observing Luo Yun's reaction. "But today, you covered the entire Soul Arena with ice mist. You used your Soul Skills at least seven or eight times to cover that amount of mist."

Luo Yun's expression didn't change much, but Shen Yi noticed that his breathing was heavier than before.

"Moreover, your Ice Thorns couldn't completely trap me. The reason you haven't used the Ice Thorns is because you don't have enough soul power."

Shen Yi flexed his wrist, the black claws gleaming coldly in the icy mist.

"Now that there are no more earthen walls on the field and the ice fog has thinned out, I can be a few points faster."

He took a step forward.

"You have no advantage left."

The ice fog has indeed thinned.

From the beginning, Luo Yun had used a large amount of his soul power to maintain the large-scale ice mist. In addition, he had just released the ice thorns to intercept Shen Yi, and his soul power had been consumed by more than half. At this moment, the ice mist had thinned out a lot, from half a person's height to ankle height, and the visibility had also increased significantly.

Shen Yi's speed advantage is returning.