Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Chapter 176 Captain's Training

"Well done, Nan Nan! Kick left, kick right! Take them down!"

Xu Sanshi cheered for Jiang Nannan from the audience.

Since the last Sea God's Fate, he has been content to be with Jiang Nannan and is no longer so depressed. He has gradually started to revert to his cheeky self.

Jiang Nannan deeply understood the essence of agility-based Soul Masters. Seeing that she had gained some advantage over Zhu Lu, she stopped attacking rashly and retreated to Huo Yuhao's side.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Lu quickly ran to Dai Huabin's side.

"Hua Bin, how are you?" Zhu Lu asked anxiously.

"I'm fine."

Dai Huabin moved his hand slightly, as if nothing had happened.

But only he himself knew just how extraordinary Huo Yuhao's attack was.

It should be noted that even beast spirits and weapon spirits focused on cutting cannot so easily sever his palm, not to mention that Huo Yuhao's spirit rings did not even light up when he threw that punch just now.

This is not a soul skill, it's a self-created soul skill!

The two sides remained deadlocked, neither taking any further action.

But it was obvious to everyone that Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu couldn't win.

Elder Xuan said impatiently, "That's enough."

"Continuing this fight is a waste of time. Everyone, get off the field. Let the captains from both sides come up and have a go."

Upon hearing Elder Xuan's words, Dai Huabin trembled slightly; he was unwilling to accept it. But what could he do?

His white hair slowly turned back to its normal golden color, and his muscles and height returned to normal. Then he turned around and walked off the stage.

As she passed by Wang Qiu'er, Wang Qiu'er shook her head slightly before walking onto the stage.

After Huo Yuhao and Jiang Nannan stepped off the stage, they gave Bei Bei a high five, and then Bei Bei walked onto the stage with great flair.

"Hey, why does our team captain look so much like the girl next to the class monitor on the other side?"

In the audience, Cao Jinxuan and Zhou Sichen, who love gossip, started discussing it.

Ning Tian, ​​who had participated in the Sea God's Fate event, said irritably, "You really don't know who that person is?"

The two of them shook their heads in unison and said, "We don't know."

"Wang Dong'er, Wang Dong'er, and that blue and pink hair, who do you think she is?"

Cao Jinxuan and Zhou Sichen weren't fools either; they made the connection almost instantly.

"Huh?! You mean she is—Wang Dong?!"

The two were speaking too loudly, which displeased Elder Xuan. Elder Xuan turned his head slightly, his eyes seeming to spit fire.

The two quickly pursed their lips and frantically made a zipper-closing gesture with their hands, indicating that they would stop talking.

This scene left those standing next to them both amused and exasperated.

On the Battle Arena.

The Soul Battle Arena didn't have any special soundproofing, so Cao Jinxuan and Zhou Sichen could hear their conversation clearly from the other two on the platform.

"It seems you have a close relationship with my junior sister."

Beibei still had that upright and gentlemanly appearance, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, her eyes slightly narrowed, making her look very approachable.

"She is her, and I am me. There is no relationship between us." Wang Qiu'er did not appreciate Bei Bei's kindness and said aloofly.

Yan Shaozhe once again took on the role of referee, raising his hand high.

Beibei and Wang Qiu'er both shut their mouths and silently distanced themselves from each other.

As Yan Shaozhe's arm fell again, a sonic boom rang out.

The ground where Wang Qiu'er had just stood had cracked open like a spider web, and she had appeared in mid-air.

In contrast, when Yan Shaozhe swung his arm down, Bei Bei's figure disappeared like a ghost, clearly using the Ghost Shadow Step, one of the six ultimate techniques of the Tang Sect.

To be fair, Bei Bei truly deserves the title of the senior disciple of the Tang Sect; his Ghostly Shadow Steps are indeed the best in the sect at present.

Aside from the ghostly, elusive movements, there were also bursts of golden lightning. Beibei's right arm had transformed into a golden dragon arm and claw.

The two continued to throw punches in mid-air, neither gaining the upper hand.

Under the gaze of Beibei's Purple Demon Eye, he could clearly see that the girl in front of him, who looked almost exactly like Wang Dong'er, displayed a completely opposite kind of violence in battle.

And despite throwing so many punches, he didn't even break a sweat.

This made Beibei's lips twitch slightly.

Seemingly having made no significant progress with her punches and kicks, Wang Qiu'er's eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils like a wild beast, and then she let out a long howl.

"roar!!"

In an instant, Beibei felt the speed of the soul power circulation within her body stagnate.

This is... bloodline suppression?

Bei Bei was unaware of Wang Qiu'er's martial soul. Although there were spirit rings floating behind Wang Qiu'er, she had not yet used her martial soul.

Therefore, he was extremely shocked at this moment. He knew that before his death, Elder Mu had stabilized the mutation of his bloodline's martial soul, which was now the Radiant Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex. Very few dragon-type martial souls could suppress him.

But Beibei wouldn't give up so easily; the black spirit rings behind him began to glow. His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination.

Wang Qiu'er was also quite shocked. She was used to being domineering, and this was the first time she had ever seen a dragon-type soul master who could still use soul skills under the suppression of her own martial soul.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Dragon Emperor's Evil-Slaying Rift!"

"You dare call yourself the Dragon Emperor before me? Fourth Soul Skill! Golden Dragon Explosion!"

Beibei's hands were enveloped in golden lightning, and she unleashed several golden palm prints imbued with the essence of the Holy Dragon.

Wang Qiu'er's body was covered with a layer of golden scales, and she began to emit strong shockwaves outward from herself.

Neither side intended to defend themselves. After being hit by Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Explosion, Bei Bei's body flew backward and crashed off the Soul Arena.

Wang Qiu'er, on the other hand, withstood Bei Bei's Dragon Emperor's Evil-Breaking Rift.

A bright yellow spirit ring shone behind Wang Qiu'er, and her dragon scales multiplied, eventually covering the corners of her eyes.

"Break for me!!"

With a furious shout from Wang Qiu'er, all the golden palm prints were shattered.

Wang Qiu'er stood in the center of the Soul Arena with an almost invincible air.

Beibei clutched his chest in disbelief as Wang Qiu'er broke his soul skill.

"Senior Brother, are you alright?"

"Bebe!"

Huo Yuhao and the group from Tang Sect rushed to Bei Bei's side, helped her up, and checked her injuries.

Beibei put her arm around Xu Sanshi's shoulder, shook her head at everyone, and gave her signature slight smile: "I'm fine."

Xu Sanshi, however, had a playful look in his eyes and said with a grin, "Beibei, you've finally met your match! You couldn't even beat two girls?"