Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Ning Fengzhi barely closed his eyes the entire way, his eyes were bloodshot, but he always rode at the very front of the group.

Half a month later, the vanguard of the Heavenly Dou Alliance arrived at Jialing Pass.

Jialing Pass is the last line of defense for the southern part of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

The fortress walls are towering, built against the mountain, and the terrain is treacherous.

Outside the pass lies a vast, flat plain, while inside lies the heartland where Tiandou City is located.

If Jialing Pass is lost, the cavalry of the Martial Soul Empire can march all the way north and strike straight at Tiandou City.

The army of the Martial Spirit Empire has reached beyond the Great Wall.

A vast, dark expanse stretched out, with camps extending for dozens of miles, and the rising smoke from their chimneys resembling a gray cloud.

The vanguard troops have already formed ranks at the pass, and siege equipment has been pushed to the front lines, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.

The Heavenly Dou Alliance's army arrived and immediately engaged in battle.

It's not about attacking the city, but about defending it.

Sword Douluo stood on the city wall, looking at the dense enemy troops outside the city. He remained silent for a moment, then leaped off the wall.

"I'll go and meet them."

His figure transformed into a streak of white light, landing on the open ground outside the pass, alone, facing the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Martial Soul Empire.

On the side of the Spirit Empire, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Thousand-Pound Douluo, and Demon-Slaying Douluo all went into battle at the same time.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was level 98, and Thousand-Pound Demon Subduer and Sword Douluo were both level 96. The three titled Douluos surrounded Sword Douluo in a triangular formation.

"Asura Slash".

Without wasting words, Sword Douluo drew his longsword, and blood-red sword energy soared into the sky.

With a single sword strike, both Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo were sent flying backward, spitting blood, and almost unable to hold onto their martial souls.

Golden Crocodile Douluo took a sword strike head-on, was knocked back more than ten steps, his hands went numb, and his face turned ashen.

One sword defeated three men.

On the wall, the soldiers of the Heavenly Dou Alliance were filled with excitement. Some couldn't help but shout out, and then the entire wall erupted in cheers.

The three Golden Crocodile Douluo retreated back into their formation and ceased fighting.

The real highlight of the battle was on the second day.

Bibi Dong took action herself.

She descended from the sky, her crimson figure landing on the open ground between the two armies, the Rakshasa scythe in her hand emitting a dark green glow.

The overwhelming power of level 99 pressed down, and the soldiers on the wall felt a tightness in their chests and had difficulty breathing.

Sword Douluo emerged from seclusion once again.

This time, Ning Fengzhi stood on the barrier wall, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda spinning in his palm.

Nine-colored rays of light descended from the sky and landed on Sword Douluo, each ray of light causing his aura to surge.

"Nine treasures emerge, shimmering with glazed light... power, speed, soul, defense, attack, healing, and protective golden light..."

Ning Fengzhi's voice echoed on the gate wall.

Sword Douluo's aura rose higher and higher, until finally, even the space around him began to distort slightly.

He gripped the Asura Divine Sword, its blade a tapestry of crimson and gold, radiating a chilling aura.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes.

The two of them moved almost simultaneously.

A streak of crimson and a streak of dark green collided in mid-air.

With a loud bang, a large crater was blasted open in the ground, and rubble and dust flew into the air.

Two figures clashed rapidly in the dust, their sword light and scythe shadows intertwining into a dense net, each collision causing the ground to tremble.

The soldiers on the wall looked up, unable to see anything clearly except for two beams of light, one red and one green, flying across the sky. Occasionally, drops of blood would fall from the sky, and it was impossible to tell whose they were.

The battle lasted for a full half hour.

In the end, Bibi Dong withdrew.

She was forced back by Sword Douluo's sword, her body flying hundreds of feet away, landing in front of the Spirit Empire's army.

Bibi Dong's face was pale, her hand holding the sickle trembled slightly, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Sword Douluo also retreated; he did not pursue.

It's not that I don't want to pursue her, it's that I can't.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was standing not far away. Although he was defeated, his level 98 strength was still there. If Sword Douluo pursued Bibi Dong with all his might, his back would be exposed to Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Moreover, the Spirit Hall actually faces an even greater threat.

The level 99 Super Douluo Qian Daoliu has never shown himself, but no one knows if he is hiding nearby.

Sword Douluo wasn't sure if Qian Daoliu was hiding nearby; at least he hadn't sensed him.

Therefore, Sword Douluo dared not pursue.

He stood on the gate wall, gazing eastward, and remained silent for a long time.

After that battle, the army of the Spirit Empire retreated thirty miles, re-established its camp, and did not launch another offensive.

The Heavenly Dou Alliance did not pursue them, and the two sides began a standoff across the Jialing Pass.

The guards on the wall took turns day and night, with bows and crossbows nocked and swords drawn, always ready.

In the military camp of the Martial Soul Empire outside the pass, smoke rose as usual, and patrolling soldiers moved about as usual, like a crouching beast patiently waiting for its prey to make a mistake.

Meanwhile, in the rear, Bone Douluo and Wang Teng in Tiandou City didn't rest for a single day.

They devoted all their energy to training and scheduling.

I get up before dawn every day and don't finish work until it's completely dark.

The newly arrived troops were incorporated into the order of battle, reorganized, issued equipment, and assigned to posts.

The trained troops were sent to Jialing Pass in batches to replenish the front-line forces.

Wang Teng rode his horse back and forth between the various camps in Tiandou City.

Wang Teng had been focused on cultivation, and this was the first time he had handled such a scheduling matter.

He was fortunate to have Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing by his side to help him.

Bone Douluo was responsible for contacting the armies of the five major vassal states that were still on their way, urging them to speed up.

Messengers were sent out in waves and returned in waves, bringing both good and bad news, but at least they were all on their way.

In addition, Tang San led some disciples of the Clear Sky Sect and blacksmiths summoned by the Heaven Dou Empire to forge military equipment.

Among these weapons were some of the hidden weapons that Tang San had taken out.

For example: Zhuge Repeating Crossbow.

The sky over Tiandou City is getting colder day by day.

The autumn wind blows from the north, swirling fallen leaves through the streets.

The people in the city began to stockpile food and firewood, and no one knew whether they would be able to get through the winter peacefully.

From the direction of Jialing Pass, a muffled thud could be heard occasionally.

That was the two sides' titled Douluo constantly clashing.

The standoff continues.

Chapter 500 The Pact with Poseidon Island, Wang Teng's Choice

Tian Dou City, Imperial Palace.

This palace was originally where the emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire governed, but it has now been converted into a temporary headquarters for the Heavenly Dou Allied Forces to handle military affairs.

The side halls on both sides of the main hall were converted into several studies and council rooms. The original dragon throne was removed and replaced with a long wooden table, which was piled with documents and battle reports. In the corner, there were several large boxes containing account books of military rations sent from various places.

Bone Douluo sat in the main seat at the top, looking down at the document in his hand.

With Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the allied forces, absent, Bone Douluo is in charge here.

Several orders were spread out on the table in front of him, all approvals for the marching routes of the armies of various vassal states. Some were circled, some were crossed out, and a few lines of small annotations were written next to them.

Wang Teng sat to the left of Bone Douluo, holding a military report that had just been delivered from Jialing Pass, reading it carefully.

Ning Rongrong sat next to Wang Teng, holding a stack of documents that needed to be archived, and was sorting them one by one.

Zhu Zhuqing sat next to Ning Rongrong, helping to organize the old files that had already been processed, occasionally glancing up at Wang Teng.

Several other clerical staff members were busy in the main hall, some copying letters and others checking figures.

No one spoke; the only sounds were the rustling of turning pages and the soft scratching of the pen tip across the paper.

"Report—"

A messenger strode in from outside the hall, his boots clattering on the stone slabs.

He stopped at the door, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "The Golden Triangle has arrived. We request an audience with Your Majesty."

Bone Douluo didn't even look up, and said calmly, "Let them in."

The messenger turned and left.

A short while later, the three people entered the main hall.

Yu Xiaogang was walking at the very front.

He wore a dark blue robe, his hair was neatly combed, his face was thin, but his eyes were bright.

Following behind Yu Xiaogang was Liu Erlong, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit with a dark red leather belt around her waist. She took large strides and walked faster than Yu Xiaogang.

At the very back was Flander, his hands behind his back, looking around as if he had entered a marketplace, examining the furnishings of the hall.

The three walked up to Bone Douluo. Yu Xiaogang stopped, took out two letters from his pocket, and handed them over with both hands.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."