Douluo Continent: Starting with a Heavenly Fire Judgment

Chapter 393 Power Suppression

Is Xingyan weak? Absolutely not.

But he underestimated Wang Qiu'er, thinking that he could rest easy after his success.

Of course, even if he hadn't been careless, he wouldn't have been a match for Wang Qiu'er.

"The Free Gate Wins".

The protective shield activated, and a tall figure darted from the waiting area onto the arena in a flash. In a few moments, he reached Xingyan's side and scooped him up. Xingyan had been hit by Wang Qiu'er's gun, resulting in broken bones and tendons. Fortunately, he had an amazing physique, otherwise he might have suffered long-term effects.

Not long after, the young man from the Tianlong Sect who had come up on stage carried Xingyan off and then returned to the competition stage.

This was an even taller young man, nearly two meters tall, whose imposing figure could almost engulf him. He also had short, needle-like hair, but this time it was dark blue. His team uniform was sleeveless, revealing two thick, granite-like arms. He exuded a terrifyingly fierce aura.

It was Yu Tianlong, whom Ji Lin had only met once in Dragon City, and who was also the guy Nan Qiuqiu had been wanting to beat up.

Although Nan Qiuqiu no longer has the chance, Wang Qiu'er can take her place.

"You also have a True Dragon Martial Soul?" Standing in front of Wang Qiu'er, Yu Tianlong finally understood why Xingyan had performed so poorly. Even he felt a sense of oppression from the depths of his bloodline on Wang Qiu'er. No wonder Xingyan was completely crushed; it was the suppression of a lower-level Martial Soul by a higher-level one.

"So what?" Wang Qiu'er said calmly.

"Very good." Yu Tianlong didn't say anything more. He walked directly to the center of the arena and gestured to the referee that he was the second opponent for the Tianlong Sect.

The audience is in the rest area.

"Qiu'er, teach this arrogant dragon a lesson and beat him black and blue!" Nan Qiuqiu excitedly waved her fists, her face full of anticipation.

Unfortunately, Wang Qiu'er on stage couldn't hear her cheers.

When the disciples of Tianlongmen heard someone shouting, they all looked over angrily, then froze.

Oh! It's Nan Qiuqiu! Then it's alright.

Nan Qiuqiu and the disciples of the Earth Dragon Gate had always been defeated by Yu Tianlong, never winning a single time. The disciples of the Heaven Dragon Gate would just ignore her verbal taunts. Apart from Yu Tianlong, they couldn't afford to offend this little devil from Dragon City!

"Tianlong Gate, Jade Heavenly Dragon."

"Zizai Gate, Wang Qiu'er."

"The match begins."

With an order from the Unbreakable Douluo, the second match of the individual elimination tournament between the Free Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Sect officially began.

Wang Qiu'er, who had been keeping her head slightly down, burst forth with brilliant golden light the moment she heard the words "The competition begins." A layer of fine golden dragon scales quickly covered her entire body except for her face, and the brilliant golden light illuminated half of the competition area.

Furthermore, her long hair was changing color at an astonishing speed, as if a layer of golden liquid was flowing out from the roots and spreading all the way to the ends.

Wang Qiu'er displayed a powerful aura right from the start, making Yu Tianlong's Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul tremble slightly.

Yu Tianlong didn't rush forward. He suddenly took a deep breath, and his chest swelled up a bit. A piercing thunderous sound burst from his body, and blue-purple dragon scales began to grow from his right arm, quickly spreading all over his body. Soon, his body looked a size larger.

Yu Tianlong's body had grown to 2.5 meters tall, with shoulders exceeding 1.5 meters in width. His terrifying and powerful arms were covered in the thickest scales. Strokes of blue-purple lightning swirled around him, making him look like a humanoid monster, even his eyes had turned blue-purple.

Amidst the dazzling blue-purple light, six spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—rose from beneath his feet, crackling with electricity, casting a layer of blue-purple light, like swirling electric snakes, over the arena on his side.

The gold and blue-purple colors were dazzling, and even before the two sides officially started fighting, they had already stirred up the audience's emotions.

Wang Qiu'er held the Golden Dragon Spear, and a phantom golden dragon appeared and disappeared behind her. A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the entire area, its distant sound shaking the heavens and causing the surrounding soul-guiding shield to fluctuate violently. From her body, a dense golden mist rose rapidly, accompanied by six soul rings—one yellow, two purple, and three black—appearing on her body.

Yu Tianlong finally made the first move. Wang Qiu'er's terrifying aura, which was rising steadily, forced him to stay still. He was also afraid that Wang Qiu'er's aura would reach its peak and unleash a thunderous attack that he wouldn't be able to withstand!

Yu Tianlong's thick arms suddenly tensed, his blue dragon claws clenched tightly. The lightning swirling around his body also seemed to recede instantly.

With a quick rub of his hands in front of him, a blue-purple lightning ball instantly took shape. Yu Tianlong took a big step forward with his left foot, making a throwing motion.

He held the lightning ball in his right hand. In an instant, his three spirit rings—one, two, and three—shone brightly, and thousands of bolts of lightning burst forth from his body, all converging towards the lightning ball in his hand.

Wang Dong'er, sitting in the audience, exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Such strong control! This is probably not much worse than Senior Bei Bei's lightning control ability!"

It is important to know that lightning is the most violent and unstable of all elements, and controlling lightning is much more difficult than controlling other elements.

As the thousands of electric snakes coalesced, the lightning ball in Yu Tianlong's hand also began to change color, the blue-purple becoming increasingly deep. In just a few seconds, it turned black, a black that seemed capable of devouring everything. Around the black ball of light were faint dark purple electric sparks.

Because his bloodline and martial spirit were suppressed, Yu Tianlong used all his strength right away, unleashing his strongest lightning control power.

Even with the soul-guided shield blocking it, such powerful lightning fluctuations still gave people an extremely terrifying feeling. To compress the lightning into black, how much power must have been condensed!

Yu Tianlong suddenly swung his raised arm forward, and the black lightning ball instantly transformed into a phantom light that shot towards Wang Qiu'er.

The golden dragon phantom behind Wang Qiu'er entered her body from behind, and her eyes had turned completely golden, with even a faint golden halo emanating from the corners of her eyes.

With a light tap of her toes on the ground, she shot forward, charging head-on into the pitch-black lightning ball without any attempt to dodge.

The intense golden light emanating from her body quickly converged towards her right hand, and when her palm was raised, it was as dazzling as golden crystal.

"boom--"

Facing Yu Tianlong's lightning ball, Wang Qiu'er met it with an incomparably domineering punch. Golden light gathered on her white jade-like fist, and her slender figure contained earth-shattering power.

The deafening roar plunged the entire arena into darkness. The black lightning ball exploded instantly, its size increasing a hundredfold, transforming into a massive black electric net that enveloped Wang Qiu'er's body.

The pitch-black lightning seemed to tear Wang Qiu'er's body apart, terrifying and swirling, with dark purple snake-like lightning scattering in all directions.

"Boom—" Another roar followed immediately. The newly formed electric grid was blasted open, creating a large hole. Wang Qiu'er touched the ground with her toes, and with the steel plate at its lower limit, she shot out like an arrow, charging straight towards Yu Tianlong with an indomitable momentum.

How could this be? Yu Tianlong's eyes were filled with shock. He never expected that his Thunder Prison would be broken so quickly.

No one had ever broken through his Thunder Prison head-on, let alone a Soul Emperor of the same level. Wang Qiu'er's power was far beyond his expectations.

Wang Qiu'er's powerful strength forcefully shattered the Thunder Prison compressed by Yu Tianlong. Although her body was still covered with streaks of black lightning, those lightning bolts could not penetrate her golden dragon scales and did not break through her defenses.

Without time to think, Yu Tianlong moved as well. With a deafening roar, his body swelled up again, and the thick, angular blue-purple scales on his body bulged out.

With a raised right hand, a lightning dragon claw reached out and grabbed at Wang Qiu'er.

Wang Qiu'er also raised her right hand, and the Golden Dragon Spear appeared in her hand as a golden light. She swung the spear horizontally, and the remaining black lightning on her body was immediately guided to the tip of the spear before she flung it aside.

Although the black lightning on her body could not enter her body, it would still have some effect on her.

Therefore, Yu Tianlong's Thunder Prison is not entirely ineffective.

When Yu Tianlong realized this, his Thunder Dragon Claw had already been shattered and scattered by Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Spear, and the two were finally about to clash head-on.

He pointed his spear forward and thrust it straight at Yu Tianlong's chest.

Yu Tianlong is also formidable; like Wang Qiu'er, he excels in close combat.

His right dragon claw reached directly at the golden dragon spear, while he lowered his body and rammed forward with his shoulder.

Wang Qiu'er wouldn't let him grab her dragon spear. She pulled the golden dragon spear back, dragging it behind her. At the same time, she clenched her left fist, and a golden dragon head appeared. She punched Yu Tianlong in the shoulder.

The sound of the fist piercing the air was drowned out by the loud roar of the dragon.

After Yu Tianlong's body swelled up, he became as imposing as a mountain, while Wang Qiu'er, though tall and slender, still appeared quite petite in his presence.

The two bodies were completely disproportionate. To the audience, it looked like an egg hitting a rock. This head-on collision made the audience hold their breath.

But the next moment, deafening cheers erupted again.

Wang Qiu'er's left fist slammed into Yu Tianlong's shoulder. Before Yu Tianlong could even react, he felt a terrifying force. He, who was always very confident in his strength, was actually sent flying backward by Wang Qiu'er's punch. His huge body crashed heavily into the soul guide shield not far away.

However, Wang Qiu'er did not completely gain the upper hand. The lightning swirling around Yu Tianlong's body was extremely intense. With this punch, her left hand was covered with a large patch of blue-purple lightning, causing her left arm to feel a slight numbness.

Her power is too strong! Yu Tianlong was horrified.

In the past, he used to bully others by relying on the powerful physical strength granted by the Dragon Martial Soul, but he never expected that one day he would be beaten up by a girl with her strength.

However, losing in terms of strength does not mean losing the game.

As his body rebounded, Yu Tianlong spread his arms, roared to the sky, and his fourth soul ring shone. Instantly, a huge blue-purple dragon head, two meters high and almost completely detached from his body, hurtled towards Wang Qiu'er.

The dragon head is over five cubic meters in size, and amidst the blue-purple electric light, every part of it—the whiskers, eyes, and horns—is incredibly lifelike.

The fact that Yu Tianlong could use the Thunder Dragon Head to such an extent means that he is not far from reaching the seventh-ring Soul Saint level.

While Wang Qiu'er's left hand was briefly paralyzed, her first, second, and third spirit rings lit up simultaneously.

First Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Body; Second Soul Skill: Dragon Power; Third Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Fist.

Her slender body suddenly became even more elongated, and a dragon head reappeared on her right fist. The golden dragon head was much smaller than the thunderous dragon head emitted by Yu Tianlong, and it was more solid than her hasty punch just now. It looked as if it was really carved from gold.

Yu Tianlong has a strong ability to control lightning, and Wang Qiu'er's soul skill control is equally strong; compressing soul skills is not difficult for her either.

Advance, throw a punch.

Wang Qiu'er's actions are always so simple and direct.

Two resounding dragon roars, one clear and bright, the other deep and resonant, echoed one after the other on the competition stage.

The golden dragon head clashed head-on with the blue-purple dragon head.

Wang Qiu'er and Yu Tianlong looked at each other across the two dragon heads.

Yu Tianlong was suddenly surprised to see that Wang Qiu'er's pupils had suddenly turned into two thin lines, vertical pupils!

Dragons have vertical pupils. But both Yu Tianlong and Wang Qiu'er are human soul masters. Yu Tianlong considers himself to have a very strong grasp of his martial soul, but he still can't train it to the point where his eyes are equal to his martial soul.

For a Soul Master, the closer the transformation of their Martial Soul is to the Martial Soul itself when they unleash it, the stronger the Martial Soul's power will be. At this moment, the changes in Wang Qiu'er are undoubtedly a reminder to him that, in terms of the degree of Martial Soul fusion, Wang Qiu'er is higher than him.

The two dazzling lights were different sizes. The smaller one looked much more solid, while the larger thunder dragon head seemed poised to devour everything. Yet, Wang Qiu'er stood there as firm as a rock.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..." Amidst a series of booming sounds, Yu Tianlong's back slammed into the soul-guiding shield once again.

At the center of their collision, an elemental storm suddenly erupted, forming a crater about ten meters in diameter on the ground, demonstrating just how intense the clash of forces between them had been.

Wang Qiu'er's attack did not stop. With a flick of her right hand, the Golden Dragon Spear swung forward like lightning, chasing after Yu Tianlong and thrusting out. The three-foot spear light burst forth instantly, just in time to pierce Yu Tianlong's body.

Yu Tianlong was shocked. He knew he was extremely skilled at and loved attacking, but in his fight with Wang Qiu'er, he seemed to be significantly weaker than his opponent in both momentum and desire to attack.

(End of this chapter)