Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

This person is Yan, the third member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

Yan strode up to the Netherworld White Tiger, blocking its path. His expression was calm and he showed no fear whatsoever.

Fifth Soul Skill: Flying Sand and Raging Flames!

Yellow sand swirled in the air, mixed with scorching flames, forming a barrier of sand and fire that stood before the Netherworld White Tiger.

Suddenly, visibility on the arena plummeted, yellow sand blinded the eyes, and a wave of heat hit their faces.

Chapter 375 Comparison of the Strength of Each Team

Although Yan's soul power is also at the Soul King level, in terms of combat strength alone, he is no match for the Netherworld White Tiger at this moment.

However, Yan never intended to confront them head-on from the beginning.

He simply wanted to use his strongest soul skill to control the Netherworld White Tiger for a short time, buying time for Xie Yue and Hu Liena.

As expected, the White Tiger of the Underworld's offensive was significantly hampered by the dual blockade of sand and fire.

The white tiger charged left and right through the yellow sand, but couldn't break out for a while.

At this moment, another member of the Star Luo team was knocked off the stage by the Demoness.

Fifth Soul Skill: White Tiger Demon God Transformation!

Seeing the situation continue to deteriorate, Davis could no longer hold back and went all out.

The Netherworld White Tiger emitted black and white light, its aura suddenly intensified, and its eyes revealed a fierce glint.

Fourth Soul Skill: White Tiger Meteor Shower!

Immediately afterwards, countless white meteors shot out from the Netherworld White Tiger, crashing down on the surrounding flying sand and flames.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After a series of violent explosions, the special environment created by Yan was completely destroyed.

The yellow sand dispersed, the flames died down, and the arena returned to its clear state.

"Get down!"

The Netherworld White Tiger seized the opportunity and pounced on Yan, its claws raised high.

At this moment, Yan's soul power had been mostly depleted from using his fifth soul skill, leaving him powerless to dodge the attack. He could only watch helplessly as the enormous tiger claw grew larger before his eyes.

However, just as the tiger's claws were about to strike Yan, the corners of Yan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

"Full moon!"

A bright full moon attacked from behind the Netherworld White Tiger, striking it hard in the waist with speed and precision.

With a head of bronze, bones of iron, and a waist of tofu, the waist is precisely the weakest point in the Netherworld White Tiger's defenses.

"boom!"

The massive body of the Netherworld White Tiger crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust as it slammed onto the arena.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun were forced to separate from their fused state, collapsing to the ground, their faces pale, unable to get up.

It turned out that after Yao Mei had dealt with all the other members of the Xingluo team, she arrived just in time for the final blow, delivering a fatal strike to Youming Baihu from behind.

The referee immediately stepped forward, checked the condition of both sides, and announced loudly: "The winner is the Spirit Hall Advanced Soul Master Academy!"

The most anticipated match of the third round concluded with the Spirit Hall defeating the Star Luo Royal Academy.

A murmur arose from the audience, some marveling at the strength of the Golden Generation, while others felt sorry for the Star Luo team's valiant defeat.

The students from Shenfeng Academy did not rush to leave the arena.

The fierce battle between Xingluo and Wuhun Hall was still fresh in my mind. The residual soul power fluctuations on the arena had not completely dissipated, and a faint sense of tension filled the air.

Wang Teng crossed his arms, his gaze fixed on the Spirit Hall team slowly retreating into the distance, his brows furrowed slightly.

Xie Yue, Hu Liena, Yan.

The three members of the golden generation walked side by side, their steps relaxed, their faces showing little sign of exhaustion.

Especially Xie Yue, who had just been struck by the Netherworld White Tiger and coughed up blood, was now walking normally as if the blow had only been a breeze.

"Captain, what do you think?"

Wang Teng turned his head to look at Feng Xiaotian beside him.

Feng Xiaotian didn't rush to leave either. He rested his arms on the railing, his chin on his arms, and his eyes followed the backs of the Spirit Hall members.

He remained silent for a few moments before slowly speaking, saying, "Xie Yue's self-created soul skill, Full Moon, combined with the stacking of five soul rings, makes a full-force attack that is no less powerful than that of an ordinary Soul Emperor."

"Hu Liena's red mist can reduce a person's health by 50%, plus Yan's crowd control and direct pressure..."

Feng Xiaotian paused, then said with concern, "Any one of these three people is very strong."

Standing behind the two, Mo Hui swallowed hard upon hearing this and tentatively asked, "Captain, do we really have any confidence?"

"I saw that Xingluo's Netherworld White Tiger was so fierce, but it still lost in the end."

"And what about the two of you..."

Mo Hui didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was already very clear.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly but did not answer directly.

Mo Hui turned to look at Wang Teng.

After careful consideration, Wang Teng said, "Don't worry, the fusion skill between my soul and the captain's is also quite powerful."

"If the two sides compete, we will face risks, but not significant ones."

Mo Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Feng Xiaotian turned around and faced his other teammates, his expression becoming more serious.

His gaze swept over Mo Hui, Liu Shan, Fang Qing, Ling Yi, and Sun Jun, and his tone was a bit heavier than before as he said, "Although Wang Teng and I are confident that our strength is no weaker than the Spirit Hall team, then again, when we really face off against the Spirit Hall team, you guys better watch out."

"Don't let me and Wang Teng carry the burden while you end up like Xing Luo just now. Before the Netherworld White Tiger even falls, the people around you are all wiped out by the demons one by one."

These words were so blunt that the expressions on everyone's faces immediately changed.

Mo Hui lowered his head, Liu Shan clenched his fist, Fang Qing bit her lip, and Ling Yi and Sun Jun exchanged a glance without saying a word.

They had all witnessed firsthand that, apart from Netherworld White Tiger, the members of the Star Luo team were almost powerless against the bewitching red mist, being knocked off the stage one after another, unable even to buy time.

Would the outcome have been better if they had faced the Spirit Hall instead?

There was a moment of silence. Seeing the solemn expressions on their faces, Feng Xiaotian clapped his hands and his tone became more relaxed.

"Alright, alright, there's no use thinking about it now. Go back and get some rest and recharge your energy."

"Once you're on the field, fight when you should, give it your all, and don't leave any regrets for yourself."

The group nodded in agreement, but the invisible pressure still weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

Wang Teng watched his teammates' backs without saying anything.

Some things are better faced by yourself than by saying a lot.

He withdrew his gaze, took one last look in the direction the Spirit Hall members had left, and then turned to follow the group.

At this moment, the departing members of the Spirit Hall team were also chatting as they walked away.

The group walked through the passageway next to the stands toward the rest area.

The surrounding crowd automatically made way for them, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.

The name of the Golden Generation is more resounding than anything else in this Spirit City.

Hu Liena walked beside Xie Yue, glanced at her brother, and asked, "Brother, do you think we'll encounter stronger opponents in the upcoming matches?"

Her tone was somewhat nonchalant, as if she were simply confirming a question that already had an answer.

"how is this possible?"

Before Xie Yue could answer, Yan strode up from behind and confidently interjected, "Xing Luo has already been defeated by us."

"The only team similar to them is the Heavenly Dou Royal Team, right?"

"As for those stronger than them? I haven't seen any."

As he spoke, Yan raised his hand and patted his chest, his face full of confidence.

Xie Yue didn't reply immediately. He walked along, nodding slightly as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he spoke slowly, his tone much more composed than Yan's, saying, "Yan is right."

"Of the remaining teams, only Shenfeng and Canghui are worth watching; the others are not worth mentioning."

"The Seven-in-One Spirit Fusion Technique of Canghui Academy is indeed impressive."

Xie Yue paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"But unfortunately, they ran into us."

"Our Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Enchantress, is the natural nemesis of that kind of Spirit Fusion Skill."

"No matter how well seven people merge, they are still the spirits of seven people, while the demon is two people completely integrated into one."

"In terms of mental warfare, they won't gain any advantage whatsoever."

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena nodded slightly and then asked, "What about the Divine Wind Academy?"

"Kamikaze Academy..."

Xie Yue pondered for a moment, then said, "We've watched all their previous matches."

"To be honest, their ability to overcome all obstacles was largely due to that guy named Wang Teng."

"Wang Teng's toxin is indeed potent, with a wide coverage and long duration; most teams simply cannot withstand it."

"But if we encounter—"

Xie Yue looked at Hu Liena and Yan, a sharp glint in his eyes, and said confidently, "No matter how potent Wang Teng's poison is, his own combat power is limited. If the two of us finish this quickly, it won't be a problem to deal with him."

"In our Martial Soul Fusion Skill state, our speed is something that even a Soul Master like him can't keep up with."

"As long as we bypass the poisonous fog and directly attack him, Wang Teng won't last more than a few moves against us."

"But if Wang Teng is gone and only Feng Xiaotian is left, he won't even be able to get past Yan."