Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 220 The Peeping Tom, Tang San!

Upon hearing this, Meng Hongchen immediately understood, and she lunged at Han Yu with bared teeth and claws:

"You dare to make fun of me? I'll punish you properly!"

Han Yu retorted without backing down: "Come on then, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Fight to the death!"

The night sky was high, and the moon shyly hid itself, leaving only a dark sky.

Thunder rumbled continuously, and soon the sky changed color.

A light drizzle continued to fall, slowly wetting the ground.

In this quiet night, it is undoubtedly a perfect time to sleep.

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Spirit world.

The soft halo of light, like a mother's hand, gently touches the delicate skin of the clouds, giving the illusory space an exceptionally moving sense of reality.

In the dim light, not far away, there seemed to be a magnificent palace, appearing both illusory and real under the gentle glow.

Inside the palace, in a somewhat secluded little room.

A young man dressed in a magnificent blue robe frowned, muttering to himself:

"Impossible, I had already made all the arrangements."

"Why has the auspicious beast's luck disappeared?"

The room wasn't large, but surprisingly, it was filled with pieces of somewhat transparent screens.

Various images flashed on the screen, with figures moving within them.

The young man's gaze was fixed on one of the screens, which displayed a picture of a dense forest.

"It seems things have spiraled out of my control. Could it be that someone is interfering with my grand plan?"

Who could it be?

The young man was none other than Tang San, the Sea God, one of the five great God Kings of the God Realm.

This room was something he created privately as a tool to observe the Douluo Continent.

Each screen radiated the power of his faith, clearly indicating that he was connected through the power of faith.

"Could it be Destruction? Did he find out about my plan?"

The Sea God Tang San frowned deeply. In the entire God Realm, apart from the God of Destruction, there was no one who opposed him.

Aside from the God of Destruction, Tang San, the Sea God, couldn't think of anyone else.

Regardless of whether it's him or not, I have to take action.

"The chosen one is gradually slipping out of my control and embarking on the path of an evil spirit master."

"But none of that matters. My Light of the Sea God can purify these evil forces."

"As long as Xiao Qi can reform himself and return to my embrace, I can still turn him into a normal Soul Master."

Poseidon Tang San pondered deeply, for things had taken an unexpected turn.

He was in a very bad mood at the moment, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Poseidon, what are you doing?"

Just then, a loud voice suddenly rang in the heart of the Sea God Tang San.

He looked around nervously, but then, realizing it was the voice of the God of Destruction, he felt relieved.

After tidying his clothes slightly, Tang San, the Sea God, walked out with a serious expression.

As he left, the entire room was instantly covered by a dense power of the sea god. It was clearly there, but anyone standing there could detect it.

The room had already disappeared from sight.

Tang San, the Sea God, slowly walked out of the Sea God Temple. His body floated in mid-air in the God Realm, and the surrounding clouds and mist continued to surge, perfectly highlighting his divine aura.

"Destruction, what do you want with me?"

Poseidon Tang San glanced at the God of Destruction, who was also suspended in mid-air not far away.

The God of Destruction is also one of the five great god-kings of the divine realm. He is upright and incorruptible, and has always upheld justice for the development of the divine realm.

He was dressed in a light purple robe, and a dark purple cloak covered his face, making it impossible to see his features.

The God of Destruction glanced at Tang San, the God of the Sea, and snorted coldly:

"Poseidon, have you forgotten that it's your turn to be on duty today?"

"Such dereliction of duty—do I have to come and notify you to hand over the work?"

Poseidon Tang San was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized that today was his shift.

The god-kings jointly govern the divine realm, with each person responsible for overseeing the subordinate planes of the divine realm for one day.

Five people take turns, and today's shift is for Poseidon Tang San.

However, the God of Destruction discovered that the Sea God Tang San had not arrived yet, so he had no choice but to go to his residence and summon him.

What the God of Destruction didn't know was that the Sea God Tang San had been having a blast in his little room these past few days.

He had long forgotten the time, which is why he forgot that it was his shift today.

Seeing that Tang San, the Sea God, remained silent, the God of Destruction frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Poseidon, you haven't been up to anything behind our backs again, have you?"

"I haven't settled accounts with your mother from Douluo Continent yet!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San, the Sea God, was furious and secretly rebuked the God of Destruction for extending his reach too far.

As a god-king himself, and with his mother unwilling to ascend to the god realm, his decision to place her on the Douluo Continent to be cared for was out of filial piety.

The God of Destruction even cares about this; does that mean he doesn't respect Tang San at all?

Who really calls the shots in this divine realm? God of Destruction, I'll kill you sooner or later.

Let me show you just how powerful the "Tao" I cultivate is.

Despite his inner rage, Tang San, the Sea God, showed no outward sign of it; instead, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"God of Destruction, look at me. I've been so busy cultivating lately that I've lost track of time."

"I'll go to my shift right away."

As he spoke, Tang San, the Sea God, summoned a harpoon, stepped on it, and his body instantly transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the magnificent palace.

"Hmph, Sea God, don't let me catch you. All obstacles hindering the development of the divine realm must be eliminated."

The God of Destruction waved his sleeve, snorted coldly, and vanished in a bolt of purple lightning.

Douluo Continent.

With the return of the cold rain, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy became lively once again.

Not only would Ji Juechen challenge him, but Qiu'er would also join in from time to time.

However, after being subjected to Han Yu's illusion magic, Ji Juechen stopped fighting Han Yu for a short period of time.

That painful experience remains vivid in his memory to this day.

For example, you might choke on water, eat an insect, or have a broken toilet that prevents waste from being flushed down.

Left with no other option, he tried to flush the water manually, but the water supply was cut off when he went to get more.

In the end, all that could be done was watch the pile of filth in the toilet go unresolved.

Qiu'er, on the other hand, mostly battles against the cold rain.

The two became familiar with each other through continuous battles.

It must be said that Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Martial Soul is truly an extremely powerful Martial Soul.

Without using her pupil techniques and powerful soul skills, Han Yu and Qiu Er are basically evenly matched.

Cold rain has a slight advantage, while autumn is slightly inferior.

Ji Juechen was extremely envious of this kind of battle.

He craves battle, but dislikes crushing victories.

This kind of evenly matched, or even slightly better, duel is what he wants.

At this moment, his fighting spirit had shifted from Han Yu to Qiu Er.

He would challenge Qiu'er to battle from time to time, and in his eyes there was no difference between men and women.

His eyes were only on the sword and on battle.

Qiu'er did not refuse Ji Juechen's challenge.

After being defeated by Han Yu, she was extremely eager to improve her strength.

"Ji Juechen, Martial Soul: Sword, Soul Emperor."

"Qiu'er, Martial Soul: Golden Dragon, Soul Emperor."

On the training field, after Han Yu announced the start of the competition, the two moved at the same time.

Ji Juechen's spirit rings flashed continuously. Facing Qiu'er, he dared not be careless and used all the spirit skills that could amplify his strength at once.

Then, wielding the meteorite iron sword, he attacked Qiu'er.

On the other side, Qiu'er was equally unyielding. Golden light flashed in her hand, and a golden spear instantly appeared in her grasp.

"Golden Dragon Body, Dragon Power!"

Qiu'er let out a delicate shout, and her tight-fitting clothes moved without wind, her long, wavy golden hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes instantly turned golden.

A fierce aura emanated from her body, and the next moment, she slammed her right leg into the ground, causing the ground to crack from the force.

Using this power, she thrust the golden dragon spear at Ji Juechen.

Seeing this horrific scene, Han Yu's lips twitched slightly.

"Why are all the women I meet so fierce?"

Han Yu felt somewhat helpless; apart from the twins and Meng Hongchen, the other women seemed to be inhuman.

It's understandable that they possess such terrifying power.

Amidst the cold rain and mixed emotions, the two quickly began to spar in the training field.

The spear transformed into countless spear shadows, densely stabbing towards Ji Juechen, but Ji Juechen was not afraid at all, and swung his long sword at an extremely fast speed.

Completely blocked those gunshots.

Clang!

There are no fancy soul skills, only the purest techniques.

The two had exchanged dozens of blows in the blink of an eye.

Ji Juechen's fighting spirit intensified, his eyes filled with fanaticism, as if he had encountered a worthy opponent.

Then, his swordplay changed, and under Han Yu's somewhat dazed gaze, Ji Juechen shouted:

"Uchiha-style swordsmanship!"

Instantly, the swordplay in his hand became even more exquisite. The moves were very simple, yet they carried a sharp killing intent.

When did he learn that?

Han Yu stared blankly at the pirated Uchiha-style swordsmanship, her mind filled with doubt.

Although I often use this sword technique in front of Ji Juechen, it shouldn't be that he has learned it so easily.

"I see."

After observing for a while, Han Yu realized that Ji Juechen had only learned the basics.

It looks very similar, but it is completely different from Han Yu.

It's the difference between counterfeit and genuine products.

His moves were full of flaws in Han Yu's eyes. Han Yu had a million ways to kill Ji Juechen by exploiting these weaknesses.

Although Ji Juechen only learned the basics, it was still considered an extremely exquisite sword technique in the Douluo Continent.

It should be noted that, apart from those whose martial soul is a sword, there are very few people with complete sets of sword techniques.

Moreover, those with sword-wielding spirits rely more on their spirit skills to fight.

Ji Juechen's ability to learn the Uchiha-style swordsmanship will greatly enhance his future strength.

In the Douluo Continent, having one more skill than others means having a huge advantage from the start.

In a battle between players of the same level, the one with more skills will definitely win.

Clang!

The clanging of metal against metal rang out continuously. Under Ji Juechen's fairly skilled swordsmanship, Qiu'er was finding it difficult to keep up.

"Junior Sister Qiu'er, I won this time."

Ji Juechen laughed loudly, his eyes revealing undisguised excitement.

He's finally going to win.

He's been losing every battle these past few days, and it's almost worn him down.

Qiu'er's face remained expressionless as she brandished her spear to block Ji Juechen's sword, letting out a cold snort:

"Your swordsmanship is inferior to that wretched fellow."

She glanced at Han Yu out of the corner of her eye, then continued:

"Perfect timing. I've gotten used to that new ability these days, so I'll give it a try with you."

"Destiny Eye Technique: Amaterasu!"

Qiu'er let out a low shout, and a vertical eye suddenly appeared on her fair forehead, bursting out with an eerie and crimson light.

As Qiu'er finished speaking, a golden flame mixed with black appeared out of thin air on Ji Juechen's clothes.

"ah--!"

Zizi!

The sound of flames exploding rang out, mixed with Ji Juechen's heart-wrenching screams, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Just then, a white figure appeared beside Ji Juechen like a ghost.

Han Yu's expression was cold and stern. He exuded a chilling aura, like an iceberg that lowered the temperature around him.

He quickly formed hand seals, and streams of white, chilling energy erupted from his body, enveloping Ji Juechen and the golden flame.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Juechen and the ball of golden-black flame were frozen in the ice.

The ice was crystal clear, like a giant crystal coffin, which firmly sealed Ji Juechen and the flames inside.

Surprisingly, the golden-black flames inside the ice did not go out; instead, they continued to flicker and even began to melt the surrounding ice.

Han Yu frowned slightly upon seeing this scene. He snorted coldly and channeled his soul power into the flames on Ji Juechen's body.

The golden flames suddenly became even more violent, writhing wildly within the ice like a giant golden-black dragon, trying to break free from the shackles of the cold rain.

Upon seeing this, Han Yu's face darkened, and he clenched his fists and exerted force.

"ah--!"

With a painful scream, the golden-black flames were stripped from Ji Juechen's body by Han Yu and suppressed by Han Yu's soul power, hovering in the air.

Ji Juechen's frozen body slid off the ice. He gasped for breath in pain, his face pale and his eyes filled with fear.

"That's terrifying!"

Ji Juechen's voice trembled, clearly chilled by the cold rain.

"Brother Ji, Qiu'er has won this battle."

Han Yu smiled slightly, then cast an admiring glance at Qiu'er.

To everyone's surprise, Qiu'er snorted coldly and turned her head away, showing no appreciation whatsoever.

In a corner unseen by the others, Qiu'er's lips curled slightly upward beneath her cool and beautiful face, revealing that she seemed to be in a very good mood.

(End of this chapter)