Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 374 437438—The Holy Spirit Team's "Baba Heavenly Soul" Plan

This was a tragic day, a day that countless people will remember!

Shrek Academy suffered its first-ever early-game elimination in ten thousand years, prompting a flurry of opinions and astonishment at the Holy Soul Hall team's unexpected upset!

A sect that no one had ever heard of before had a contestant who was an eight-ring Soul Douluo!

On the other hand, since the Earth Dragon Sect had long been wiped out, the Tang Sect's opponent was naturally a small sect that barely made it into the competition.

As for the result... naturally, Xu Sanshi single-handedly took down the entire team!

Another seven in a row!

Under the Empress's deliberate instigation, the reputation of Shrek Tang Sect spread far and wide. Although it could not compare to the Soul Douluo of the Holy Soul Hall, its popularity had indeed overshadowed many established powerhouse teams!

The match ended, but Huo Zhongxian did not return to the hotel with his teammates; instead, he continued to watch the game.

He was waiting, waiting for the sect he wanted to see to fight.

Soon, his moment arrived. As the sun approached noon, and the morning's matches were drawing to a close, the final match of the day was about to begin.

"Holy Spirit Tang Sect vs. Heavenly Capital Academy. Team members from both sides enter the arena."

Huo Yuhao was still resting with his eyes closed when he heard the words "Holy Spirit Tang Sect". He immediately opened his eyes again and looked towards the rest area of ​​the pavilion.

Sure enough, he immediately saw a young man dressed in black emerge from the shadows.

With just a touch of his toes, the man stepped onto the competition stage.

Her attire was exactly the same as what Tang Ya had worn before. Holy Spirit Tang Clan.

Huo Zhongxian's gaze immediately turned serious as he stared intently at the young man in black who was going up on stage to compete.

Huo Zhongxian's attention was entirely focused on the competition stage at this moment.

The young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Clan, dressed in black, had a very ordinary appearance and a slightly pale complexion.

When Huo Zhongxian's mental detection enveloped him.

Who would have thought that another blur would occur? Who would have imagined that this hundred-meter-high protective barrier at the edge of the track would also have a mental shielding function?

These new versions of the mental shielding soul tools employ a method of using the opponent's strength against them. Not to mention Huo Zhongxian, even someone with the mental cultivation of a Limit Douluo like Qian Lingyun would find it quite difficult to pass through them.

Tiandu Academy is also an old academy, and like the Ironclad Gate that Tangmen encountered before, it belongs to the Douling Empire.

The first player to take the field for Tiandu was also a young man, tall and robust, exuding masculinity.

The referee, seeing that both sides were in position, suddenly brought his raised right hand down.

The two competitors started simultaneously and charged toward each other at high speed.

The young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Clan was emitting a faint white light. He didn't look any different, but his eyes turned deathly pale under the cover of the white light.

At the same time, in that instant of bending over, the young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Sect actually rolled on the spot and pulled out a soul-guided ray with nine barrels.

Da da da da…

The soul-guided ray was not as powerful as a normal soul-guided ray, but it had the advantage of being able to fire continuously without stopping.

The young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Clan did nothing but lie on the ground and pull the trigger, using the relentless firepower of his soul-guided machine gun to keep his opponent from raising his head.

This is the first round of the competition, and every participating team is aiming to make a splash. The young people sent by Tiandu Academy are also quite skilled.

Just as he was about to be riddled with bullets and thrown off the stage, a loud roar suddenly erupted from his mouth.

The next instant, a sharp aura burst forth from his body. A long-handled battle sword appeared in his grasp, with five spirit rings—two yellow and three purple—pulsating around it.

Without a doubt, this is his martial spirit.

The young man from Tiandu Academy suddenly leaped up, his first spirit ring shining brightly.

He unleashed a crescent slash in mid-air towards the young man from the Holy Spirit Sect. The yellow blade of light shot out like lightning, and a sharp whistling sound echoed in the air as it passed.

The young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Sect also had five spirit rings, but it was the optimal spirit ring combination.

Just as a crescent slash was coming at him, his body suddenly twisted strangely, as if he had suddenly become his own shadow, causing the opponent to lose sight of him.

The crescent-shaped blade struck the steel ground behind it, leaving a deep mark.

At the same time, the members of the Holy Spirit Tang Sect skillfully put away their soul-guided machine guns and instead took out several black spheres the size of cantaloupes.

He took out a dark yellow leather bag, pointed the spout at the metal casing, poured in some black powder, and then inserted a white rope about the thickness of a finger into it.

Finally, he calmly used the lighter to ignite the fuse.

"This thing... shouldn't be a soul tool, right?" Zheng Zhan stared intently at the young man in black, muttering to himself.

To be honest, this thing looked somewhat familiar to him, but... he just couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

The Tiandu Academy youths, seeing the young man in black leaping and twirling around the field, assumed their opponent was afraid of them.

His own aura unconsciously reached its peak, and his third spirit ring suddenly shone brightly.

The battle blade created three afterimages.

This time, three even more powerful blade beams slashed out fiercely, the blade beams flying out the instant...

The black-clad youth from the Holy Spirit Tang Sect suddenly became ethereal, managing to extricate himself from the blade's edge with an unimaginable agility, as if he had passed through a field of flowers without a single petal touching him.

"That kid, what amazing agility!"

Whether it was the previous firepower suppression, evading attacks, or movement techniques, every move was remarkable.

The teams watching from the rest area couldn't help but nod in approval. This young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Clan was indeed exceptionally strong.

But to Huo Zhongxian, it was a completely different story. He stared blankly at the flamboyant movements of the young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Clan, muttering, "How is this possible?! He actually knows Ghost Shadow Stalking!"

Hey hey! Here are three big treasures for you!

The young man from the Holy Spirit Tang Clan chuckled a few times and threw all the black melons in his hand at the students of Tiandu Academy.

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb!

Although the homemade hand grenade isn't very powerful, the shrapnel on it should be enough to take down a Soul King or two!

As the black smoke from the explosion dissipated, the young man from Tiandu Academy reappeared in the air, but his eyes had completely lost their luster.

He, who had previously exuded masculinity, now had charred skin, and his battle sword and his shattered right hand flew out together.

His body suddenly plummeted from the sky and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"Since Qian Lingyu, I have never seen a Soul Master with such insightful ideas!" Qian Lingyu turned around, tugging at Feng Ling's black robe and exclaiming repeatedly, "Whose subordinate is this! To be so brave!"

"Tiandu Academy member, fallen in battle. Next."

When the referee uttered the word "death in battle," the waiting area of ​​Tiandu Academy erupted in chaos. Everyone stood up and glared angrily at the Holy Spirit Tang Clan members in the waiting area next to them.

The other members of the Holy Spirit Tang Sect team actually rushed out directly from the rest area of ​​the pavilion.

After he came out, a few people from the Holy Spirit Tang Sect slowly walked out.

According to the rules of the game, there should be at least six people left.

In reality, only two of them came out.

There was no Tang Ya, no Yan Feng, just two eccentric young men.

They were all different in size, but their eyes were all equally cold and sinister.

Including those on stage, only three of them were going to play, which meant that they were confident they could end the game with just these three players.

What confidence! Two people from Tiandu Academy carried their partner's body down from the ground. When they carried the bodies of the first team member down from the ground...

A disciple of the Holy Spirit Tang Sect adjusted his glasses, took out a small notebook, and began recording the explosion data:

A small amount of gunpowder, combined with special materials and sugar, can explode at close range with enough power to kill a Soul King…

"I protest! The Holy Spirit Tang Sect is using illegal weapons in the competition!" On the rest area of ​​Tiandu Academy, the teacher in charge of the team stood up angrily and issued a strong protest.

"Rejected! It's made by hand on-site using materials, not a pre-installed soul tool, so it's not a violation!" Zheng Zhan replied expressionlessly.

"Then they deliberately hurt people!" said a teacher from Tiandu Academy.

"You know nothing! This is a sacrifice for science! My grenades are aimed at Title Douluos, they can only occasionally kill Soul Kings!" The Holy Spirit disciple who jumped off the field rolled his eyes at his teacher and calmly walked back to his rest area.

Zheng Zhan: "? What do you mean by that? You're trying to blow me up, aren't you?! Kid, don't make me beat you up!"

"Heh heh heh, people have died in previous matches before. If you're so capable, you can kill our people too. If not, just stay put and don't ruin my mood!"

A hoarse voice rang out from the rest area of ​​the gazebo.

"Tiandu Academy students are not qualified to enter the shaded area." Upon hearing this, the teacher in charge's expression changed drastically. Suddenly, he strode towards the waiting area.

"Stop! Team leaders are not allowed to enter the waiting area to direct the match; otherwise, the team will be disqualified."

Naturally, someone from the competition organizing committee blocked his way.

"We're giving up, we're not playing anymore."

The teacher spoke angrily, her voice trembling with emotion.

"This is a competition, not a life-or-death struggle. This is outright murder, everyone saw it, it's outright murder. It wasn't an accidental killing during the competition at all. Tiandu Academy is withdrawing from the competition. Everyone come back here, we're not competing anymore."

The Holy Spirit Tang Sect only needed to fight once to scare away their opponents. They also advanced with a perfect score of twelve.

"Your Majesty, perhaps you should ask your people to tone it down a bit! This isn't going to have a good impact!" Jing Hongchen whispered cautiously in Qian Lingyun's ear.

"Oh!" Qian Lingyun replied irritably, giving Hu Mei a wink.

...

"The cult leader wants to see both of you. Don't keep her waiting!"

In the rest area, Wu Yun whispered to the pair of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks in front of him.

"yes!"

The two Holy Spirit disciples looked at each other, and although they were extremely flustered, they still gritted their teeth and walked from the rest area to the podium.

Below the stage, Hu Mei leaned lazily against the wall, leisurely filing her nails with a small file. Seeing that the person she was waiting for had arrived, she smiled and lifted her collar, fanning her long-stuffed 'magnificent' breasts with her palm. She glanced at the two men indifferently and said:

"Oh dear, it's quite hot today!"

"Elder, what does the leader want with us here?" The bespectacled young man in black swallowed hard, not daring to look directly at what was under his open black collar.

That dazzling white 'magnificent'.

"The leader said you two are pretty good at gunpowder! Participating in this competition is a waste of your talents. Just pack your things and report to the airship unit of the Central Army Group!" Hu Mei pouted, her eyes unnaturally fixed on a blond young man on the viewing platform.

"This guy is so handsome!" Hu Mei licked her rosy lips and casually tossed a small black wooden box toward the two of them.

While secretly flirting with the handsome young man who was startled by her intense gaze, she waved him away, saying, "Alright! I have important things to do. You guys find something to do first!"

After speaking, Hu Mei walked straight past the two people and greeted the handsome young man who was walking down from the stands…

"That kid's really lucky, to be chosen by such a beauty as the elder!" A disciple of the Holy Spirit who had just participated in the competition pouted and sighed with envy, "That kid's going to be living the good life!"

"Jealous?" The bespectacled youth punched his friend on the head, then looked at the young man being led away by Hu Mei with a hint of pity, and chuckled, "I think this kid'll need to hold onto the wall to walk in a bit..."

"Stop being so sour, bro. We're... now logistics staff officers for the airship unit of the Central Army Group!"

The black-clad disciple opened the small box and took out two small metal storage soul guide rings. The smooth surface of the rings clearly displayed the six large characters "Central Army Group".

Inside the ring was a set of white military uniforms from the airship unit, a letter of introduction, an appointment certificate, and a complete set of officer insignia…

"An airship force?" A hint of surprise flashed across the bespectacled man's face. He looked up at the sky, wiped away a tear, and said sadly, "..."

"Although the airship unit has good benefits, my Yanzi is in the biological warfare unit of the Holy Spirit Legion's Empress Division! If I go to the airship unit, how will I ever see her again!"

"Oh my! I didn't realize you were such a love-struck fool!?" The black-clad disciple covered his face and chuckled wryly, patiently explaining:

"I know you're heartbroken because you lost Yanzi, but don't worry, Yanzi won't be sad without you, hahahahahahaha."

"Wang Ergou, you son of a bitch!!"

After winning the first round of the knockout stage, all teams had plenty of rest time.

The first round of elimination matches in the tournament concluded on the fourth day.

Half of the 167 participating teams were eliminated immediately. The Mingyue Hotel also suddenly felt much emptier.

All teams that passed the first round of the competition also received a change in their accommodations. Shrek Tangmen was moved to a room on the third floor, which was much more spacious than the second floor.

Of the 167 participating teams, 84 remain.

Although Shrek Academy was eliminated in the first round and sent home, for some reason they actually paid for accommodation, as if they wanted to watch all the matches.

(End of this chapter)