Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

The qualifying round arena was slightly hot from the midday sun.

The stands were packed with people, the teachers and students from the fifteen advancing teams completely surrounding the venue. The highlight of the day was undoubtedly the match between the Heavenly Dou Royal Second Team and Shrek Academy.

With the referee's whistle, the qualifying rounds officially began.

In the rest area of ​​Team Tiandou 2, Qian San sat in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over the gloomy-looking Shrek Academy team members opposite him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Even Yu Xiaogang could see through the other side's intentions at a glance: they knew they couldn't win by fighting head-on, so they wanted to send some cannon fodder to play a war of attrition, exhausting their soul power and physical strength.

Since Shrek Academy wants to play the attrition game, Qian San simply grants their wish and also gives Yu Rongrong a stage to demonstrate her "value".

"Rongrong, you're up for the first match," Qian San said calmly.

Yu Rongrong took a deep breath and stood up. The usual naivety was gone from her pretty face; in its place was a confident look that wanted to prove herself.

On Shrek's side, the first one to step into the ring was indeed Tyrone.

Tyrone stared at Yu Rongrong with his big eyes, his muscles tense, putting on a tragic look as if he was ready to sacrifice himself at any moment.

Yu Rongrong looked at the big guy in front of her and her voice, enveloped in soul power, echoed throughout the entire area: "I say, you big gorilla, are you really stupid or just pretending?"

"Can't you see that your young master is just using you as a punching bag, sending you up here to drain our soul power? You're being sold out and you're still helping to count the money."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Shrek Academy students below the stage immediately changed. Tang San, in particular, frowned almost imperceptibly.

However, on the ring, Tyrone suddenly raised his thick eyebrows, pointed at Yu Rongrong with a furious expression, and roared righteously:

"How dare you! Who do you think you are, to slander my young master?!"

Tailong straightened his chest and said firmly, "My young master is upright and honorable. How could he be the kind of person who is narrow-minded, inherently evil, and has filthy blood!"

He put me in the starting lineup because he trusts my abilities! If you dare to insult me ​​again, don't blame my fists for being merciless!

These words were a thunderous outburst, seemingly intended to protect Tang San's reputation.

However, Tang San, sitting in the audience, felt no comfort listening to this "defense." Instead, he felt as if someone was slapping him in the face, but he just couldn't admit it.

Narrow-minded? Naturally evil? Dirty blood?

Tang San stared at Tai Long on the stage, a feeling of unease spreading through him. He simply couldn't understand why Tai Long had to specifically pick out those few harsh words to deny his point.

It felt like someone had pointed at his nose in public, forcibly slapped these malicious labels onto his face, and then hypocritically said, "You're not that kind of person."

Tang San clenched his fists, forcibly suppressing the strange feeling in his heart. He could only comfort himself, telling himself that Tai Long was a straightforward and rough man who didn't know how to use words and was simply defending himself.

On the ring, Yu Rongrong was also amused by Tailong's affected performance.

She was too lazy to waste any more words. She pushed her right palm out in front of her, and a dazzling eight-story pagoda phantom spun and enlarged in her palm.

"come out!"

A fierce glint flashed in Yu Rongrong's eyes, and her three spirit rings simultaneously lit up. Three enormous black shadows crashed onto the arena in an instant.

On the left is a saber-toothed tiger over three meters long with fangs like sharp swords; on the right is a snow ape covered in frost-white fur with arms as thick as stone pillars; and in mid-air, a Sky-Splitting Armor-Piercing Eagle is circling above Yu Rongrong's head.

The three spirit beasts locked onto Talon in a triangular formation.

Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the three soul beasts, Tyrone's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "What else can you do besides outnumber the enemy? Let's fight one-on-one!"

Yu Rongrong stood behind the three-headed soul beast, a mocking smile playing on her lips. She slowly raised her right hand, and amidst the astonished gazes of the audience, she unhesitatingly pointed a long, slender middle finger at Tailong.

Although this middle finger did not contain any soul power fluctuations, the insult it contained was more resounding than any soul skill.

"Tear him apart," Yu Rongrong coldly uttered three words.

Roar--!

The saber-toothed tiger and the snow ape attacked simultaneously. One from the left and one from the right, they transformed into two afterimages and pounced on Talon. The Sky-Piercing Armored Eagle in mid-air was like a falling meteorite, its sharp claws aimed straight for Talon's face.

Tailong activated his Mighty Ape Martial Soul, relying on his thick skin and tough flesh to withstand a few blows. However, he had been only going through the motions, and was brutally ganged up on by the three ferocious beasts, his clothes even being torn to shreds. In less than half an incense stick's time, Tailong found an opportunity, and with a heavy punch from the snow ape, he let out a miserable scream and fell off the stage in a very "tragic" manner.

The first battle was won.

Next up were two substitute students from the former Blue Tyrant Academy. Facing Yu Rongrong's three-beast alliance, these two mediocre substitutes couldn't make a dent in their abilities. They were thrown off the stage by Saber-toothed Tiger and Armor-Piercing Eagle after only a few rounds.

Shrek suffered their third consecutive loss.

Inside the Shrek Academy rest area, Ning Rongrong stared intently at the dazzling pagoda on the arena, her hands clenched so tightly at her sides they turned white.

One, two, three... eight!

Eight floors in total!

She remembered clearly that during their last encounter, Yu Rongrong's martial soul was only at the seventh level, the same as hers. The transformation from seven treasures to eight treasures—this was the dream of generations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!

Ning Rongrong unconsciously bit her lower lip until it bled. She had made up her mind that once today's events were over, she must immediately tell her father about this unexpected turn of events!

On the other side, Yu Xiaogang also discovered the extra layer of tower base.

Eight floors?

Without a doubt, this is definitely a martial soul evolution!

Yu Xiaogang's breathing gradually became heavy, and his fingers involuntarily gripped the fabric on his knees. What method had she used?

Even a completely solidified martial soul like the Seven Treasures lineage can undergo benign mutations. If... if my useless Luo Sanpao could also use this method to evolve again?

Once this thought arose, it grew wildly in his mind like a poisonous weed, gradually causing an uncontrollable anxiety and greed to rise in his eyes.

On the field.

Summoning and commanding three soul beasts in high-intensity battles continuously also took a tremendous toll on Yu Rongrong's soul power.

She stood in the center of the arena, her forehead covered in sweat, her face pale. The eight-story pagoda floating in front of her had noticeably dimmed.

In the Shrek Academy rest area, Dai Mubai suddenly stood up, cracking his knuckles.