Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

"That is darkness!"

"Convicted of heresy!"

Ma Rulong raised the golden-red greatsword high, and a blinding golden light emanated from the sword, making the nine cores on the sword clearly visible.

Ma Rulong's soul power and life force were flowing frantically from his hands to the hilt of the sword he was gripping, and then from the hilt to the blade.

The golden-red sword blade slowly turned black and white on both sides.

Ma Rulong spun his sword, pointing the black side at Zhang Mo, and swung it down forcefully, the black energy on the sword surging towards Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo knew the effects of the Sword of Judgment too well, so he didn't use the Mirror Shield to block the black energy.

Seeing that Zhang Mo was so arrogant as not even trying to resist the black energy, Ma Rulong revealed a vicious smile of triumph.

Zhang Mo, you will soon regret your arrogance.

Immediately afterwards, black smoke began to rise from Zhang Mo's body.

Ma Rulong coughed twice, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The burden of wielding the sword of judgment is too heavy.

Ma Rulong flipped the sword again, and at this moment, the Sword of Judgment shone brightly.

"Trial!"

Ma Rulong raised the sword of judgment high, and the power of light locked onto Zhang Mo, who was now emitting plumes of black smoke.

Zhang Mo could feel his body being harmed by this power of light, and his soul power being broken down.

"Haha...hahaha."

Seeing Zhang Mo suddenly burst into laughter, Ma Rulong was puzzled and frowned slightly as he asked, "Still laughing even when you're about to die?"

"Zhang Mo, you have nowhere to run."

"The black aura of the Sword of Judgment will bind you tightly to the spot and corrupt your soul power."

"And this power of light will judge you, who have been corrupted by the dark energy and are considered heretics!"

"Once you are killed by the Sword of Judgment, the next ones to be killed will be the two students behind you, one of whom will be your apprentice, right?"

As soon as Ma Rulong said this, everyone in the room held their breath.

Ye Guyi, who was watching the match in the Shrek Academy's rest room, heard that Zhang Mo might be in mortal danger and immediately turned to look at Elder Xuan.

Elder Xuan stared intently at the arena.

Elder Xuan knew he had made too many mistakes in his life and couldn't afford to repeat them. He would regret it for the rest of his life if anything happened to Zhang Mo. He had to protect Zhang Mo's life no matter what.

Who was the most nervous after these words were spoken?

Of course, it's the referee on the field, Tian Sha Douluo.

The leader of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was not as skilled as him, so even though his failure to provide timely rescue had resulted in serious injuries to the students, their leader did not dare to appeal to the organizers that it was the referee's fault.

But now, the Heavenly Fiend Douluo could clearly feel the sharp glint in the eyes of Elder Xuan in the Shrek Academy's rest room behind him. It was truly like a thorn in his side.

This one, I really can't beat.

If Zhang Mo shows even the slightest sign that he can't hold on any longer, I'll immediately step in to help. Okay, that's how I'll do it.

On the field.

Zhang Mo watched Ma Rulong show off quietly, remaining silent at first, then bursting into laughter.

"Hahahaha..."

Ma Rulong couldn't understand what this man was really up to.

"You just said you'd keep me tied to this spot, right?"

Zhang Mo pushed with his left hand, and the Angel Mirror that had been floating beside him began to shake violently and continuously spray out black gas.

The angel mirror's appearance is undergoing drastic changes as it is enveloped by black energy.

Zhang Mo closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, the destructive gold in his eyes had turned into a violent red.

The mirror floating beside Zhang Mo was now long and slender, decorated with a pair of bat wing patterns on both sides, and engraved with unknown ancient seal script. Above the mirror was a constantly moving eyeball, which looked sinister.

The Angel Mirror has now transformed into the Rakshasa Mirror!

Zhang Mo was standing under the black aura generated by the Sword of Judgment, but it was impossible to tell whether it was the black aura of the Sword of Judgment or Zhang Mo's own aura.

"Y-you, you, you're an evil spirit master?"

Ma Rulong's expression changed; his already weak and pale face turned even whiter, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Tian Sha Douluo stood on the sidelines, looking completely bewildered, as if he had just eaten feces.

How do I calculate this?

He glanced at Elder Xuan in the Shrek rest area, then looked up at the King on the Imperial City wall.

Although the King of the Star Luo Empire frowned slightly, he said nothing.

Despite the growing discussion in the stands, the match had to continue.

Zhang Mo twitched his fingers slightly, and a purple spirit ring behind him began to glow. Then, a mirror appeared out of thin air beside Zhang Mo and slowly moved towards him.

Zhang Mo's body disappeared from the spot after touching the mirror, and the mirror also disappeared.

Ma Rulong was shocked and looked around frantically. What kind of soul skill was this? He had never heard of it before.

Ye Guyi stood below the stage with a complex expression. This was the mysterious power that Huo Yuhao had used the night he was being chased by assassins.

Elder Xuan was no longer worried; his expression became complicated. This kid had fooled everyone!

The Angel Mirror is not the power he used that night. The Angel Mirror is far less powerful than that. It seems that the power he used that night was the power he is showing now.

Zhang Mo... is a demonic soul master? But...

For a moment, Elder Xuan didn't know what to do.

After all, the aura emanating from Zhang Mo was far too strong, the kind that only evil soul masters would emanate.

Because the target was no longer in place, the Sword of Judgment lost its target and mistakenly believed that the enemy had been defeated. The light on the sword began to gradually fade and dim.

Ma Rulong began to panic, because activating the Sword of Judgment once again would come at an unimaginable price, potentially preventing him from cultivating for the rest of his life. That would be the best-case scenario; he might even die on the spot due to the excessive loss of life force.

Zhang Mo! Zhang Mo! Where have you gone?!

Before the Sword of Judgment completely goes into hibernation, we just need to lock onto Zhang Mo the moment he emerges!

But things didn't go as planned; Zhang Mo didn't appear until the Sword of Judgment had completely fallen silent.

"Father? Is Zhang Mo... really still on the field? Will the match continue?"

Princess Jiujiu, her gaze fixed on the arena, asked in confusion.

The king of the Star Luo Empire closed his eyes at some point, and it seemed as if a star was shining brightly in the daytime.

The King of the Star Luo Empire slowly opened his eyes and said, "He is still on the field, the match continues."

The next moment, just as the king had predicted.

A mirror appeared out of thin air behind Ma Rulong, and as the mirror slowly moved, Zhang Mo reappeared on the field.

"He's out! He's out!"

"oh--"

Amidst the deafening noise from the stands, Ma Rulong seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around. Zhang Mo stood quietly behind him, staring at him without a trace of emotion.

Ma Rulong suddenly felt his blood run cold.