Douluo: The Peerless Dragon Shakes the Universe.

Chapter 68 Wang Dong's Confidence

After the attack in the evening.

A sense of fear and apprehension crept into Huo Yuhao's heart.

He felt he needed to be given more attention in order to survive in this extremely cruel yet genius-filled place.

After much deliberation, he decided to find Wang Yan, the teacher who had taught the first class of freshmen, and reveal part of the secret of the Martial Soul Spirit Eye.

At eleven years old and level seventeen, his main martial soul possesses a skill that combines detection and sharing capabilities.

This is undoubtedly a natural control/support type.

Furthermore, the fact that Huo Yuhao's soul power increased by six levels within three months proves that his talent was originally quite good.

Wang Yan immediately reported this, which drew the attention of the college's higher-ups.

Combined with Wang Dong, who is at level 25, and Xiao Xiao, who has twin martial souls at level 24.

This team is valued by Du Weilin even more than Dai Huabin's team.

After all, although Dai Huabin is strong, his background is also very powerful. The "Shrek bond" that can be cultivated with the same resources is definitely not as deep as that between Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao, who come from common backgrounds.

So when Huo Yuhao saw that Dai Huabin, who was originally their team's opponent, was easily defeated by Jiang Shuo, while he himself had taken advantage of the situation and advanced directly.

My feelings are very complicated, but I am even more grateful for my choice.

……

Wang Dong, as the team captain, led two teammates onto the competition stage.

After treatment by the healing soul master sent by the academy last night, the three have basically recovered.

So when the white goose saw the black-haired boy opposite it, a strong sense of excitement welled up in its heart.

Even if we lose today, we have to show this arrogant guy what he's capable of!

With Huo Yuhao's shared mental detection and Xiao Xiao's control over her twin martial souls, the white goose was full of confidence.

The referee, having received several instructions from Du Weiren, was also a little nervous, fearing that the precious young talents of these colleges might get hurt.

He said in a stern voice to both sides, "We're all classmates, so let's stop here. No intentional harm is allowed, understand?"

Wang Dong's face was unusually excited, and she nodded her fair chin upon hearing this.

Xiao Xiao, standing beside her, let out a deep breath and nodded slightly in response.

Huo Yuhao, standing behind the two, kept staring at the boy in front of him, looking somewhat lost in thought.

The referee frowned and asked a few more questions before Miao Miao, whom Director Du had requested to pay special attention to, finally woke up.

Huo Yuhao nodded gently, "I understand, teacher."

The referee then ran over and gave some instructions to the black-haired boy.

Wang Dong turned his head and whispered to his somewhat sullen teammate behind him:

"Xiao Huo, if that guy attacks you later, run. Don't let him get close. Just keep our mental detection sharing active, understand?"

Although this teammate was unusually quiet in class and team discussions, Big White Goose still recognized his abilities.

That shared mental detection ability enhanced his and Xiao Xiao's combat power by at least 40%, enabling them to defeat two Soul Master teams in succession.

Xiao Xiao, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Jiang Shuo is extraordinary. We just need to follow Director Du's instructions and spar with him to test our strength. If we can last fifty moves, we'll be able to rival a senior Soul Master!"

"According to what's being said in the academy, maybe if we challenge him again in the Soul Battle Zone, we can get 100,000 gold soul coins."

The green-haired girl, Xiao Xiao, had sparkling eyes and bit her lip, speaking with a hint of excitement.

Huo Yuhao smiled, a hint of joy rising in his heart.

He unusually spoke a few more words.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful and try my best to keep it running for you."

At this moment, the referee on the other side seemed to have finished giving instructions.

He raised his hand and swung it hard.

The sound resounded throughout the arena.

"The match begins!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

As if it knew Jiang Shuo wouldn't use his soul skill, the big white goose spread its azure butterfly wings and soared into the air.

The sharp, guillotine-like wing tips spun and cleaved downwards, like a high-speed spinning top.

The green-haired girl, Xiao Xiao, dared not be careless at all. She raised her hand and summoned a huge black cauldron. The cauldron exerted a heavy pressure and pressed down on her at the same time.

Two attacks, two directions, seemingly pre-arranged, effectively blocked the boy's path of using leverage.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Shuo's eyes.

Even he had to admit that these two angles were tricky, as if they predicted his path forward and backward.

Was it Huo Yuhao's doing?

The attack was already upon them. Without further thought, Jiang Shuo raised his gun barrel and thrust it straight upwards.

The spear, engraved with dragon patterns, collided with the black cauldron, producing a true metallic clang.

Very heavy.

It looked as if it were carrying a small hill on its back.

Jiang Shuo raised an eyebrow and genuinely praised, "Not bad, a weapon spirit."

Immediately, he stomped his left foot heavily, and a suit of gray, airy armor instantly covered his entire body.

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Just then, Wang Dong's side gate arrived.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The wings of the Bright Butterfly now resembled sharp metal guillotines, frantically slashing at Jiang Shuo's body.

Sparks flew as the Ash Stream Armor was cleaved through the air.

So much so that Jiang Shuo's arm, which was supporting the huge black cauldron, trembled slightly.

Wang Dong immediately noticed the anomaly and couldn't help but want to burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, serves you right for being so smug in front of me before!"

"Now you know how powerful I am, right?"

As he spoke, he slashed with even more force with his wings, which were even faintly enveloped in a bright white light.

Jiang Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his right fist, and rose up with a powerful force.

Xiao Xiao's cauldron made a loud "bang" and was lifted four or five meters high.

Jiang Shuo, having freed up the gun barrel, swung it horizontally, releasing the Gray Stream Armor on his body, and forced the giant white goose, which had transformed into a spinning top of light, to retreat step by step.

The situation took a sudden turn. Wang Dong was astonished to see Jiang Shuo break free from the trap they had painstakingly devised so easily.

The wings stopped slashing, then flapped and soared high.

Then, without hesitation, he flashed his second purple millennium soul ring.

"Second Soul Skill, Butterfly God's Light!"

After Wang Dong gave a soft shout, golden orbs of light materialized from the golden patterns on his azure wings and rushed straight towards Jiang Shuo below.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao, the green-haired girl behind, took out a long, jade-green whistle and blew it out with her lips.

The first soul ring of the Nine Phoenixes Arriving Flute lit up, just as the slow-moving opponent's flute music reached Jiang Shuo's side.

Three enormous, pitch-black cauldrons materialized above the boy's head and crashed down.

The golden ball of light quickly approached and exploded with a thunderous roar.

Its power was so great that it covered half of the arena.

This continuous stream of control, support, and attacking tactics left the other referees on the sidelines overwhelmed.

Great teamwork!

No wonder Director Du thinks so highly of him.

With this series of combined attacks, even the Soul Sect would suffer a great loss.

As the golden light faded, the site was a mess, with broken bricks and stones and dust everywhere.

But in the next instant, everyone's eyes suddenly narrowed.

As they saw it, a young man clad in gray-purple armor, carrying a gun, slowly walked out.

The boy's expression was calm; not only was he unharmed, but even the hem of his clothes was not torn.

(End of this chapter)