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

He looked up at the teacher leading the team from the Spirit Hall Academy. Just then, the teacher's gaze met his.

The two exchanged a knowing glance. Neither had the confidence to confront the two Soul Emperors, nor did they want to suffer heavy losses in the first round.

"Shrek Academy forfeits the individual competition." Yu Xiaogang was the first to raise his right hand.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the Spirit Hall's team leader stepped forward without hesitation and shouted loudly, "Spirit Hall Academy, forfeit the individual competition."

The guarding knights and high-level Soul Masters watching the battle around the square immediately erupted in a clamor. Whispers spread like wildfire throughout the area.

In the individual competition, both of the strongest teams surprisingly chose to surrender without a fight!

But those in the know nodded in agreement. Nobody was a fool. Knowing that Team Tiandou II had two Soul Emperors, going to fight in the singles arena would be tantamount to suicide and handing over intelligence. The wisest choice was to strategically forfeit, conserve all their resources, and fight for the remaining spot in the afternoon.

The cardinal on the platform was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses:

"Heavenly Dou Royal Academy Team Two advances directly to the finals!"

He surveyed the entire arena and raised his voice: "This afternoon, Spirit Hall Academy will face Shrek Academy. The winner will compete for the final spot in the finals!"

Tang San stood in the group, looking up towards the Spirit Hall. The truly brutal battle was about to begin.

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in the afternoon,

Members of Shrek Academy and the Spirit Hall team stood on opposite sides.

"The match begins!"

The moment the referee swung his arm, Xie Yue and Hu Liena, at the forefront of the Spirit Hall formation, moved instantly. The two collided back-to-back.

A blinding red light shot into the sky, and a nauseating, sweet-smelling stench instantly swept across the entire area. The two figures merged into one in the red light, transforming into a long-haired, androgynous phantom wielding twin crescent blades.

Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Enchantress.

As the demon appeared, a dense, dark red mist spread outwards at an astonishing speed, engulfing most of the arena in the blink of an eye. This was the demon's own red mist domain; once trapped within it, sight, hearing, and even soul power perception would be greatly weakened.

"Proceed according to plan!"

Faced with the overwhelming red mist, Tang San issued an order.

Shrek Academy was prepared. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing didn't hesitate at all, and embraced tightly as the red mist rushed towards them. A pillar of light, interwoven with black and white, exploded with a roar, and a Netherworld White Tiger slammed its front paws into the ground tiles, its massive body crashing directly into the depths of the red mist, forcefully stopping the demon's advance.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Netherworld White Tiger held off the demon, the Shrek Academy team members in the rear quickly changed formation.

Oscar rubbed his hands together rapidly, tossing several regenerating sausages and flying mushroom sausages precisely into his teammates' hands. After doing all this, he stepped back without hesitation, standing in a row with Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun.

The pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand shimmered with light, and the amplification instantly flowed into her teammates' bodies. Immediately afterward, she abandoned her back-row position and quickly rushed to Ma Hongjun's side.

The four-in-one martial soul fusion skill unleashed its power once again.

This time, however, the one in charge changed from Dai Mubai to Ma Hongjun.

As soul power was poured in, Ma Hongjun's already round body suddenly swelled up even more. He raised his head and let out a phoenix cry. Dark red evil fire surged from his seven orifices, its aura reaching the Soul King realm.

"Fatty, make your move!" Tang San shouted from the flank.

Ma Hongjun didn't aim at the demonic figure in the red mist. He bent his knees slightly, suddenly leaped into the air, and his fiery wings fully unfurled, obscuring half of the arena's sky.

"Burn it!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot, and a torrent of evil fire at the Soul King level poured down. He transformed the purest flames into a rain of fire that indiscriminately covered the arena shrouded in red mist.

Although this crimson mist domain was condensed from high-level soul power and killing intent, it still carried the damp chill of mist. Under this high temperature, the air on the surface of the arena distorted violently. Strange hissing sounds emanated from within the crimson mist, like a scorching iron block being thrown into a snowdrift, with large swaths of mist being forcibly evaporated and decomposed under the high temperature.

The originally pitch-black red area became thinner and more transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it! He's breaking through our domain!" From deep within the red mist came Xie Yue's furious voice. Yao Mei's movements visibly paused.

Just as the red mist began to fade, Tang San moved.

His eyes blazed with purple light, and his Purple Demon Eyes locked onto the location of the demon and the Spirit Hall team members behind him.

Dark purple Blue Silver Grass surged from the ground beneath Tang San's feet. Instead of using the Blue Silver Grass to entangle his opponent, he manipulated the thick vines to lash the floor tiles that had been crushed by the Netherworld White Tiger.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Granite fragments were swirled up by the vines. Tang San's hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, using the power of the Blue Silver Grass to generate force from the Crane Control and Dragon Capture techniques.

Dozens of sharp pebbles transformed into a barrage of hidden weapons, shooting in a fan shape towards the Spirit Hall's formation.

"roar--!"

The Netherworld White Tiger keenly caught the demon's momentary weakness.

The sharp blades on the tiger's claws popped out and struck the twin crescent blades that the demon was blocking with a crisscrossing motion.

If it were the complete Crimson Mist Domain, the Demoness could still contend with the White Tiger using her comprehensive attribute suppression. But now, with most of the domain burned away by Ma Hongjun's evil fire, the weakened power and speed make it impossible for the Demoness to directly confront this behemoth that has been fully amplified by Ning Rongrong.

A crisp snapping sound.

The enchanting defenses were violently torn apart. A massive tiger claw slammed into the enchanting figure's chest, sending the androgynous phantom flying. In mid-air, the red light shattered completely, and Xie Yue and Hu Liena were forced to disintegrate, both spitting out mouthfuls of blood as they crashed heavily to the edge of the arena.

The Spirit Hall's trump card has been broken.

"Yan, stop them!" Xie Yue shouted fiercely, clutching his chest.

With eyes blazing with fury, Yan charged directly at the Netherworld White Tiger, his body bubbling with dark red magma.

But he clearly chose the wrong opponent.

In mid-air, Ma Hongjun, having completely burned away the red mist, sneered and swooped down, directly crossing the front line of battle like a meteorite with a long trail of flame, plunging headfirst into the unprotected rear of the Spirit Hall.

"Enjoy your wicked fire, you bastards!"

The Phoenix Flame exploded in the back row of the Spirit Hall. Those support and control-type Spirit Masters were no match for the bombardment of the evil fire at the level of a Spirit King, and they screamed as they fell off the stage.

Yan was attacked from both sides. Before he could turn around to help, the tail of the Netherworld White Tiger lashed out at his waist like a steel whip, sending his massive body flying.

The outcome of the battle was decided the moment the red mist dissipated.

As the last member of the Spirit Hall was thrown out of bounds by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, the entire arena finally fell silent.

The air was thick with the smell of burnt rocks and blood. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing dispelled their spirit fusion, supporting each other and panting heavily. Ma Hongjun, also exhausted from his spirit power, collapsed to the ground.

The referee looked at the fallen members of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, sighed softly, and raised his right hand.

"Shrek Academy wins this match!"