Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Numerous metal cannon barrels grew out of his body—yes, they grew.

He looked like a steel fortress, exuding a dangerous aura.

Artillery tactics!

A Soul Master combat tactic that sacrifices mobility to maximize firepower.

This tactic can unleash devastating power on the battlefield, making it as formidable as a ferocious beast.

But on the competition stage...

The space is too small, and due to mobility issues, we have to aim at Yuan Gungun.

However, Yuan Gungun looks very fat, so his mobility should be very slow.

However, that's not entirely true. After turning into a ball of flesh, Yuan Gungun's speed was comparable to that of a speed-type Soul Master of the same level, and it was not slow at all.

Spinning and leaping, Yuan Gungun, under the cover of He Caitou's energy, quickly approached his opponent and was within fifty meters of He Caitou in the blink of an eye.

How could he be so fast? And he didn't dodge or avoid it, charging straight at my shell.

You should know that my Soul Guidance Cannon is a level six weapon. A typical Soul Emperor would be seriously injured if he didn't die from it, but when it came to Yuan Gun Gun, all I could see was that his skin was slightly charred.

Everything returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

It can be said that it does cause damage, but not much.

Yuan Gungun's massive body, like a bulldozer, rapidly approached with unstoppable momentum.

With each step he took, the competition platform trembled slightly, raising a cloud of dust.

Twenty meters is nothing more than a blink of an eye for an agile Soul Master.

He Caitou's mind was filled with alarm bells, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

While manipulating the soul-guided cannon and aiming the muzzle at Yuan Gun Gun, he anxiously pondered a countermeasure.

"Don't let him get close! Absolutely not!" He Caitou cried out in his heart. He knew that once Yuan Gungun got close, he would have no chance of winning.

He had witnessed Yuan Gungun's power; it was absolutely overwhelming.

However, although the Soul Guidance Turret is powerful, its mobility is extremely poor.

To move this behemoth, one must first deactivate the soul guidance state; otherwise, it cannot be moved even an inch.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

He Caitou's heart pounded violently, as if it would burst from his chest. He watched helplessly as Yuan Gungun drew closer and closer—fifteen meters, ten meters…

Below the stage, Han Yu's lips curled into a confident smile. He naturally saw He Caitou's current predicament and thought to himself, "He Caitou, you're doomed!"

Ning Tian noticed Han Yu's smile and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Han Yu, what are you laughing at?"

Han Yu turned to Ning Tian and said in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing, I just feel like we're bound to win this match."

"Is it a sure thing?" Ning Tian was even more puzzled. In her opinion, He Caitou's soul-guided turret was extremely powerful, and it would probably not be easy for Yuan Gungun to win.

The others also looked puzzled, but Long Aotian and Qiu'er seemed to have noticed something.

Han Yu smiled slightly and explained:

"Although He Caitou is the most outstanding soul master at Shrek Academy, he is facing the elites of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."

In terms of the level of soul tools, He Caitou is still quite far behind them.

"Moreover, He Caitou's own martial soul doesn't have much offensive power. What he's best at is using soul tools for long-range attacks."

Once he gets close, he will be completely defenseless.

Ning Tian suddenly realized that He Caitou's seemingly powerful soul-guided turret actually had such a fatal weakness.

Just then, Yuan Gungun had rushed to within ten meters of He Caitou. He suddenly exerted force with both legs, and shot out like a cannonball, his huge fist carrying a strong wind, slamming hard towards He Caitou.

Sure enough, just as Han Yu finished speaking, Yuan Gun Gun had already approached He Cai Tou.

Yuan Gungun was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to a place less than ten meters away from He Caitou.

He stomped his foot hard, and the ground instantly cracked open in several places, the powerful force flowing into his legs. His leg muscles tensed, like springs compressed to their limit, suddenly releasing astonishing power.

Yuan Gungun's body shot out like a cannonball, bringing with it a gust of wind that made He Caitou's clothes flutter loudly.

He raised his enormous fist high, veins bulging on it, conveying immense power.

The whistling wind of the punch, like the roar of a ferocious beast, slammed fiercely towards He Caitou's head.

Before He Caitou could even react, he was struck by this powerful force, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

The match was already over when he unleashed his Meatball Impact.

Don't be fooled by its simplicity; this actually has a lot to do with Yuan Gungun's martial spirit advantage.

After he cultivated to the Soul Emperor level, both his impact force and defense became top-notch.

Despite its tall and large appearance, He Caitou is actually quite vulnerable.

After being repeatedly struck by Yuan Gungun, his soul-guided shield couldn't withstand it at all, and he was directly pressed down by Yuan Gungun and fainted.

"Radish!"

Beibei suddenly stood up and rushed to the edge of the ring, looking worriedly at He Caitou, whose face was pale. He bit his lip tightly, his anger and helplessness intertwined, almost burning him up completely.

"Referee, we concede."

Beibei's voice was low and hoarse, yet it carried clearly throughout the entire arena.

The referee nodded and announced Shrek Academy's defeat in the first match.

Unbreakable Douluo also flashed to the center of the arena, stopping Yuan Gungun from continuing his attack.

Yuan Gungun muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, but still obediently stepped aside.

After a brief silence, another figure stepped out from Shrek Academy.

The figure was tall and slender, with a resolute expression on his face; it was none other than BeiBei, the captain of the Shrek team.

Originally, Beibei wanted Jiang Nannan to appear.

However, Jiang Nannan's attack power is relatively weak, making it difficult for her to inflict substantial damage on Yuan Gungun, whose defense is astonishing.

"I won't go into the rules, if you understand, then step back." The referee's voice was calm and powerful, echoing in the air above the playing area.

Beibei took a deep breath and slowly stepped back, each step feeling like she was stepping on the heart of the ring, steady and firm.

His gaze never left Yuan Gungun; his deep pupils reflected his opponent's tall and imposing figure, like a lion poised to pounce, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Yuan Gungun also retreated, but his massive body seemed incredibly light as he retreated. His mountain-like aura did not weaken at all; on the contrary, it continued to accumulate with each step, waiting for the moment to explode.

The distance between the two gradually increased, and an invisible pressure filled the air, like a taut string that might snap at any moment.

The noise from the stands gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring, holding their breath and waiting for the start of this fierce battle.

"Go Snow Demon Sect!"

"Defeat Shrek!"

Suddenly, a series of deafening shouts erupted from the audience, shattering the tranquility of the competition stage.

"Your Highness, shouldn't we stop them? The crowd is so openly supporting the Snow Demon Sect. If this gets to the ears of the Shrek Academy's higher-ups, we'll be in big trouble."

Orange whispered behind Xu Tianran, her voice tinged with worry.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes, and he chuckled softly:

"This is a spontaneous action by the public and has nothing to do with us. We are just watching the game. As long as there are no problems with the game, the public can support whichever side they want."

"What do you think, Imperial Advisor?" Xu Tianran said, turning to look at the person shrouded in black robes beside him.

"Hehehe, Your Highness is right. Which team the people like to support is their own decision."

The man known as the Imperial Advisor said in a sinister tone, "Although we are the organizers, we can't just forcibly disrupt other people's plans, can we?"

"Master, what do you think?" Xu Tianran then turned his gaze to Jing Hongchen.

Jing Hongchen smiled slightly, stroked his beard, nodded, and said:

"I don't think there's any problem. This is our Sun Moon Empire's home ground. The fact that the people don't like Shrek Academy shows that they love their country. I believe the higher-ups at Shrek Academy will understand."

Xu Tianran nodded slightly and turned his gaze back to the competition stage.

He watched the two fiercely battling on the stage, a playful smile playing on his lips, and turned to Jing Hongchen, saying:

"And so what if they don't understand? It's just a game. They're not the Shrek Academy they used to be."

He paused, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Jing Hongchen nodded and interjected, "Your Highness, it's hard to say whether they can even make it into the top four this year."

Jing Hongchen picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and continued, "Given these results, I believe that even if they are dissatisfied, they can only swallow this bitter pill."

Xu Tianran was slightly taken aback, then saw a meaningful smile appear on Jing Hongchen's face.

He asked, puzzled, "Why is the leader so confident that Shrek Academy can't make it to the top four?"

He frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then asked, "Could it be that the Snow Demon Sect is very powerful?"

Jing Hongchen didn't directly answer Xu Tianran's question. Instead, he smiled slightly and asked in return, "Didn't Your Highness watch the previous matches?"

Xu Tianran sat up straight and said earnestly:

"I watched it all. I watched every single match. The Snow Demon Sect is very strong, but to say they can definitely beat Shrek Academy is probably a bit premature, isn't it?"

He recalled watching the competition before and still believed that Shrek Academy's strength should not be underestimated.

Upon hearing this, Jing Hongchen's smile widened, and he slowly said:

"It's not early at all, Your Highness. Just keep reading, there will be a surprise."

After saying that, he fell silent, simply watching the battle on the stage with a strange light in his eyes.

Seeing that Jing Hongchen was unwilling to say more, Xu Tianran did not ask any further questions. Instead, he turned his gaze back to the competition stage, his anticipation for the outcome of the match growing stronger.

The others around also turned their attention to the competition stage, eager to witness the outcome of the match.

At this moment, on the competition stage, Yuan Gungun and Bei Bei had already begun their match.

After acquiring the fourth, fifth, and sixth soul skills, Yuan Gungun no longer relied on transforming into a ball of flesh to enhance his attack power in battle.

His fighting style has also changed significantly.

He became agile, no longer as clumsy as before, but even more swift.

Yuan Gungun moved to a distance of about two meters from Bei Bei and engaged in close combat with Bei Bei's muscular body.

The fight between the two didn't involve any fancy skills; it was just a brutal, hand-to-hand combat.

Yuan Gungun brandished his fists, each attack carrying immense force, as if he wanted to tear Beibei apart.

Beibei, however, managed to withstand Yuan Gungun's attack thanks to her own strength and defense.

The two moved quickly, and had already fought more than a dozen rounds back and forth.

Each collision produced a deafening sound, as if the surrounding air was being torn apart by their force.

Amidst the deafening roar, the two figures clashed. The next moment, Yuan Gungun let out a muffled groan, as if struck by a giant hammer, and staggered back several steps.

He felt a powerful electric current surge into his body, causing his muscles to spasm and a tingling, numb sensation that almost made him drop his weapon.

Steadying himself, Yuan Gungun looked up at the opposite side, his eyes filled with apprehension.

Beibei remained standing in the same spot, a faint smile on her lips, her body crackling and sparking with electricity.

"How come this person is lightning-attribute?"

Yuan Gungun thought to himself, a sense of unease rising within him. His prized defensive capabilities seemed to have rendered them useless against lightning.

Each collision felt like torture, the numbness constantly eroding his body.

In the dozen or so rounds they had just exchanged, he was already suffering terribly from the lightning on Beibei's body.

Each collision was accompanied by a sharp pain; the numbing sensation from the lightning slowed his movements, making it difficult for him to unleash his full power.

"At this rate, we're likely to lose."

Yuan Gungun took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging blood and qi in his body.

He shook his numb right hand; his palm was already slightly red.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, slid down the corners of his eyes, and stung slightly, but he had no time to care.

From below the stage, Han Yu's gaze remained fixed on Yuan Gungun. When she saw Yuan Gungun's movements becoming increasingly sluggish and his right hand even beginning to tremble slightly, her heart tightened, knowing that this could not continue.

"That's enough, Gun Gun, get down. He's holding you back a bit. Continuing to fight him will only be a waste of your energy."

Although the sound of the cold rain was not loud, it clearly reached Yuan Gungun's ears.

Upon hearing Han Yu's voice, Yuan Gungun's body trembled. His strong pride made him want to continue fighting, but reason told him that Han Yu was right.

He looked up at Han Yu in the stands, his eyes filled with resentment, but finally nodded to show that he understood.

Yuan Gungun took a deep breath, turned his gaze to the referee, and with difficulty raised his right hand, said, "Referee, I concede!"

"Whoosh!"

The sudden concesion silenced the previously noisy competition venue instantly. Immediately afterwards, a cacophony of voices and doubts erupted, turning the entire arena into a chaotic mess. (End of Chapter)