Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

She lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped up as lightly as a feather, her back to the competition stage, her graceful figure drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Then, she landed steadily on the competition platform, her black cloak sliding down gently with her movement. The cheers from the audience ceased abruptly, and all eyes were fixed on Tang Ya.

Tang Ya's sudden appearance filled them with anticipation, but also a sense of doubt. Just who was this representative of the Holy Spirit Sect?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang Ya slowly lifted the black cloak that had been covering her face, revealing her stunningly beautiful features.

Her skin was as white as jade, radiating a faint glow, and her dark blue eyes shone like stars, as if they held endless secrets.

Compared to a few years ago, Tang Ya is now more mature and charming. She is tall and curvaceous, and has completely shed her girlish naiveté, showing the charm of a mature woman.

With a hint of indifference on her stunningly beautiful face, she walked slowly toward Yuan Gungun with elegant steps.

Noble, aloof, and possessing an indescribable allure. Her radiance was no less captivating than that of Wang Dong'er and Qiu'er.

Yuan Gungun was also looking at Tang Ya. Han Yu had told him that Tang Ya had the strength of a Soul Saint and was one of the top experts in the Holy Spirit Sect.

In terms of sheer strength, the Holy Spirit Sect is stronger than the Snow Demon Sect, and definitely not weaker.

Tang Ya also stared at Yuan Gungun, her gaze somewhat sinister, and a faint dark blue aura began to circulate around her body.

Judging from the way they look, it's like they could explode at any moment.

Tang Ya stopped when she was only three meters away from Yuan Gungun.

She stared at him coldly, without saying a word. But the atmosphere on the competition stage immediately became tense and deadly.

Zheng Zhan's emotions were still not calm. His fifth and sixth soul skills destroyed two evil soul masters.

He also felt a strong liking for the overweight, gentle-looking young man in front of him.

He genuinely didn't want this young man to be ruined by the Holy Spirit Sect.

But as a referee, and a citizen of the Sun Moon Empire, what could he say?

Looking at both sides, Zheng Zhan said in a deep voice, "Both sides, state your names."

His speaking speed was noticeably slower than the previous two times.

He thought to himself, "Kid, this is all I can do to help you. I hope you can use this short time to recover as much as possible."

He could sense from the fluctuations in Yuan Gungun's soul power that this young man could not possibly survive the third round.

The aura emanating from the Holy Spirit Sect girl before them was clearly stronger than that of the two evil soul masters from before.

Judging from her seat in the waiting area, she must be an outstanding member among these evil soul master team members.

"Snow Demon Sect, Yuan Gungun." The simple four words came out of Yuan Gungun's mouth, especially the two words Snow Demon Sect, which he clearly emphasized.

Tang Ya, however, seemed oblivious to anything and turned to walk towards her own half of the court.

Her walking posture was very gentle, as if she were floating forward, with little undulation in her body.

People always have a preference for beauty.

Tang Ya's appearance temporarily silenced the audience who harbored fear and malice towards the Holy Spirit Sect. Many even wondered, "Is such a beautiful girl also an evil spirit master?"

Beauty or ugliness certainly does not determine a Soul Master's ability.

Tang Ya slowly walked to the edge of the competition platform and turned around. On the other side, Yuan Gungun seemed to be ready, and had already put away the baby bottle in his hand.

This is the third time already.

In the individual elimination rounds, the third match is extremely important.

This is especially true for teams that have already won two consecutive matches.

If they win this third match, then Yuan Gungun will have the right to demand the start of the team competition.

Now that the Snow Demon Sect has two more people, if Yuan Gun Gun can really win this match, then the Snow Demon Sect will have a considerable advantage.

But can the Snow Demon Sect really win?

Judging from Yuan Gungun's expression after two consecutive battles, he was clearly exhausted.

In this situation, the possibility of defeating Tang Ya, who is likely the captain of the Holy Spirit Sect, is extremely slim.

Bu Po Douluo glanced at both sides; he knew time could not be delayed any longer. He sighed inwardly and raised his right hand high.

"The match begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the first to activate his soul power was Yuan Gungun, whose soul power had been greatly depleted in the first two matches.

He suddenly exerted his strength, and his whole body darted forward instantly, appearing no slower than when he dealt with Wang Xiaolei earlier.

In the waiting area, the other six members of the Snow Demon Sect watched the situation unfold with bated breath.

Long Aotian unconsciously clenched his hands.

The opponent is very strong, which is a considerable challenge for Yuan Gungun.

Han Yu's smile slowly faded, and she said in a deep voice, "We must trust Gun Gun. Even if he is no match for his opponent, at least he won't be in danger."

"It definitely can," the others said in unison.

Faced with Yuan Gungun's charge, Tang Ya did not rush forward. Her expression was very indifferent as she walked step by step toward Yuan Gungun.

She wasn't fast. But with each step she took, the dark blue light emanating from her body intensified.

The dazzling light accentuated her stunning beauty, giving her an air of regal majesty.

The two were getting closer and closer, and the rings of spirit energy beneath Tang Ya's feet finally lit up.

Two yellows, two purples, and three blacks.

"Seven!" Ning Tian exclaimed in surprise from the waiting area.

The other people who knew Tang Ya were also dumbfounded.

Seven spirit rings, a seven-ring spirit saint?

It's important to know that Tang Ya couldn't cultivate anymore after reaching the Soul Sect level.

This was also the reason she left Shrek Academy in the first place. Because she knew she had no chance of entering the inner courtyard.

But at this very moment, seven spirit rings shone from her body. In just a few short years...

She has actually grown into a seventh-ring Soul Saint level powerhouse.

Is the power of this evil spirit master really that terrifying?

"Are evil spirit masters able to cultivate this fast? I'm even thinking of becoming one myself," Xiao Xiaonan said.

Han Yu said irritably, "Then you can wait to be hunted down by the entire continent."

Xiao Xiao stuck out her tongue sheepishly and said, "I was just saying."

The third of the seven spirit rings shone first, and Tang Ya raised her right hand and made a light patting motion towards Yuan Gun Gun.

Instantly, a ball of dark blue light shot out and flew towards Yuan Gun Gun in the air.

The sphere of light rapidly enlarged and expanded during its flight.

In an instant, it transformed into a large dark blue net, rushing towards Yuan Gungun.

Yuan Gungun certainly recognized this soul skill: Spider Web Binding. He had learned about this skill when he was at Shrek Academy.

Moreover, this was obtained with the help of Han Yu.

However, compared to before, the spider web binding that Tang Ya used now had a diameter of more than ten meters, covering a huge area. It descended upon Yuan Gun Gun, making him feel like he had no way to dodge.

Not only that, Tang Ya's first soul skill also lit up, and countless vines surged out from behind her. The dark blue vines appeared crystal clear and emitted a deep sapphire luster. As they spread out, they had already begun to subtly surround Yuan Gun Gun.

Even after becoming an evil spirit master, Tang Ya's cultivation path remained unchanged; she was still a control-type battle spirit master.

Yuan Gungun's forward-rushing steps suddenly paused. Immediately afterward, blue-purple electric light appeared on his body, and a huge blue-purple electric net opened up to meet Tang Ya's oncoming spider web bindings, becoming the same size as the spider web.

Two large nets collided in mid-air.

The spider web suddenly stopped, crackling with electricity, a truly beautiful sight.

Not only that, she raised her right hand, and her fourth spirit ring lit up.

The moment she raised her right hand, Yuan Gungun leaped up like lightning.

With his leap, a large patch of blue silver grass, resembling a forest of spears, instantly sprouted beneath his feet, radiating a chilling light.

If Yuan Gungun had arrived any later, he would have had to confront the vast array of blue-silver spears head-on.

This is Tang Ya's fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Cage.

Yuan Gungun jumped towards Tang Ya. While in the air, he stretched his hands forward and threw a punch straight at Tang Ya.

"Crack, crack!" Two dark blue Blue Silver Grass vines appeared out of nowhere, striking the two Thunder Dragon Claws. They shattered the powerful Thunder Dragon Claws in mid-air, and large swathes of vines rose up instantly, blocking Yuan Gun Gun's path.

Yuan Gungun was also formidable; upon unleashing his third soul skill, the yellow light surrounding his body immediately intensified. Then, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and a loud, long howl burst forth from his mouth.

Instantly, an invisible aura hurtled towards the large patch of Blue Silver Grass vines.

"boom--"

A deafening roar echoed through the air, scattering the vines in all directions as Yuan Gungun's fourth soul skill shook them apart. But what was truly astonishing was that even with the explosive power of his fourth soul skill, it failed to shatter the vines.

It merely rippled outwards.

At this moment, Yuan Gungun seemed to have no time to care about anything else. As his body fell to the ground, he slapped down with his palm, using the force to continue rushing forward in the air. He spread his arms and actually made a sweeping motion towards Tang Ya.

Tang Ya's face was icy cold. She held her right hand up to her right side, palm facing inward and fingertips pointing upward.

A spear radiating a brilliant blue light had already appeared at her fingertips.

The moment the spear appeared, the vines swaying in the air vanished into afterimages and merged into it. Tang Ya herself also transformed into a translucent dark blue.

This is……

Even Zheng Zhan, the Unbreakable Douluo who was acting as the referee, felt a chill run down his spine; it was a feeling as if his soul was being pierced.

The pressure exerted by Tang Ya's fifth soul skill was no less than that of the Titan's Fist that Yuan Gun Gun had previously used.

At this moment, however, Yuan Gungun's soul power seemed to have been greatly depleted, and he was no longer able to unleash the power of the Titan of Light. His fifth and sixth soul rings had also completely gone dormant.

The gentle smile on Yuan Gungun's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a resolute expression—a determination to face death, a courage to burn one's bridges.

Tang Ya had already raised her spear, its tip gleaming coldly, as if it would devour Yuan Gungun at any moment.

He stared at the spear pointed at him, a cruel smile playing on his lips, and uttered a single sentence, each word seeming to be squeezed from his chest:

Even if I'm no match for you, I'll still make you lose something.

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Gungun closed his eyes, no longer looking at the deadly spear. He took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength in his legs, and charged towards Tang Ya.

He was like a raging bull, with an indomitable spirit, determined to smash through all obstacles in his path.

Yuan Gungun's speed was astonishing; he was almost a blur, and in the blink of an eye, he had already closed in on Tang Ya.

Before Tang Ya could even react, she saw Yuan Gungun's figure appear in front of her in a flash.

With a muffled thud and a blinding flash of blood, Yuan Gungun's body slammed heavily into Tang Ya's spear.

He did not choose to dodge or try to resist, but instead used his own flesh and blood to endure the blow.

Tang Ya's spear pierced his right leg without any resistance, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining Yuan Gungun's clothes and the floor of the arena red.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard. The members of the Snow Demon Sect were especially stunned by what they saw; they never expected that Yuan Gungun would choose such a brutal way to face Tang Ya's attack.

Even the usually calm and composed Han Yu could no longer remain composed. It was as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, preventing him from making a sound. He could only watch helplessly as Yuan Gungun fell into a pool of blood.

He gripped the armrests of the seat tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his heart filled with shock and bewilderment.

The other Snow Demon Sect disciples could no longer contain their emotions and stood up from their seats, their faces filled with worry and anxiety.

Yuan Gungun took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and looked over the crowded people, finally landing on Han Yu.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions: struggle, reluctance, and a hint of determination.

Han Yu watched him quietly from below the stage. Their eyes met in the air, and in just a moment, Han Yu understood the meaning in Yuan Gun Gun's eyes.

He knew that Yuan Gungun had made his decision. With a loud thud, Yuan Gungun's fist slammed heavily into Tang Ya's body.

However, this dull thud was unlike any of the previous strikes; it sounded unusually muffled, as if it had struck a soft ball of cotton.

Yuan Gungun stared wide-eyed in disbelief as he saw countless strands of Blue Silver Grass coiling around Tang Ya like serpents, forming an impenetrable barrier that firmly protected her within. (End of Chapter)