Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao, the villain from a parallel world

It is precisely because of this idea that they are so conflicted.

I want to go for it, but I don't dare to.

In the end, only Beibei, the captain of the reserve team, had the courage to step forward and fight.

“I’m sure that no matter how strong the people they send are, I will fight with all my might to defeat them!” Beibei said firmly.

Beibei's words, along with the hesitant expressions of the others, led Wang Yan to make a decision as well.

"Okay, then you can go on stage with Chen Zifeng."

After making the decision, Chen Zifeng and Bei Bei walked towards the competition field.

Tang Wutong shook her head at the current situation, sighing helplessly in her heart.

Because she had already seen Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiafeng, who had come out of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

Although Huo Yuhao's cultivation level shouldn't be too high at this point in time, Tang Wutong firmly believes that Huo Yuhao can win.

Because Huo Yuhao always manages to create miracles, which Tang Wutong has witnessed before.

"It seems that Shrek's glory is truly going to be buried here."

Tang Wutong felt a bit conflicted, after all, it was she and Huo Yuhao who had previously defended Shrek Academy's honor.

Now, however, Huo Yuhao has personally destroyed it.

Soon, both sides arrived at the competition field.

Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiafeng remained calm, showing no signs of pressure from the battle against Shrek Academy.

On the contrary, Chen Zifeng on the other side looked somewhat unnatural.

Because his mentality was actually no different from that of the other regular players.

They also feared that Shrek Academy's glory would be ruined in his hands.

But he is now the strongest in his own team; if no one else can step down, he has to.

He started to regret it.

I think it would have been better if he had gone up and dealt with that corpse slave back then, because he would have been injured and wouldn't have had to play in the match.

But now that things have come to this, there's nothing he can do.

His initially uneasy expression gradually hardened. For the glory of Shrek Academy, he had to fight with all his might in this battle.

The referee returned to the center of the playing area, explained the rules of the game as before, and then asked both players to step back to the edge of the playing area.

"Game start!"

As soon as they finished speaking, Bei Bei and Chen Zifeng released their martial spirits.

A sharp sword aura emanated from Chen Zifeng's body, and the surrounding air seemed to be cut into fragments by this sword aura.

A long sword appeared in Chen Zifeng's hand. The sword was entirely black, with a long, blood-red vein running along it, and it exuded a sharp aura.

This is his martial spirit, the Soul-Chasing Sword.

Five spirit rings, yellow, purple, and black, appeared behind him, revealing his level 57 spirit power aura.

Bebe, standing next to him, was far less impressive. A bolt of lightning flashed on his forehead and then spread down his body.

Then, his right arm suddenly swelled up.

He turned the sleeve of his right hand into ashes, and his arm grew more than half a foot longer, becoming extremely thick.

And it was covered with blue-purple scales, and its hands had turned into claws, covered with the same scales.

The joints on his hands became incredibly large, with wisps of blue-purple lightning crackling around them.

The three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, did not appear behind him, but instead hovered on his arm, which had already transformed into a dragon claw.

As for Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiafeng on the other side, they didn't seem to have changed at all.

A flash of black light appeared in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and three spirit rings—yellow, purple, and black—emerged behind him, pulsating and rotating around his body.

Everything else remained unchanged, making it impossible to discern what his martial spirit was.

Behind Xiao Xiafeng, five spirit rings of optimal proportion also appeared, with the first, second, and third spirit rings lighting up simultaneously.

Then three white, tender, steaming buns, like freshly steamed buns, appeared in his hands.

"Yuhao, I'll make you some steamed buns. I'll leave the fighting to you," Xiao Xiafeng said with a smile.

Chapter 155 Soul-Chasing Sword? Kicked away!

Seeing the three steamed buns in Xiao Xiafeng's hand, Huo Yuhao didn't stand on ceremony and took them to eat.

Although he doesn't need any assistance, having something is better than having nothing.

He ate the three steamed buns at lightning speed, and immediately felt a noticeable change in his body afterward.

If Huo Yuhao were truly an ordinary three-ring Soul Master, his speed, strength, and Soul Power would have all been significantly enhanced.

His current abilities in these three areas are roughly comparable to those of a Soul Master who has just obtained his fourth Soul Ring.

However, Huo Yuhao's true strength cannot be summarized by the mere Soul Master level, so the three steamed buns did not improve him as much as he had imagined.

Inside the Shrek Academy rest area, Wang Yan looked at Xiao Xiafeng, who was giving Huo Yuhao a few steamed buns, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

He never expected that the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy would send out such a combination.

A three-ring Soul Master, plus a five-ring Food-type Soul Master.

In Wang Yan's view, this combination was tantamount to giving up the battle.

It's safe to say that everyone present could guess that Shrek Academy would definitely send out its strongest forces for the second match.

Because they can't afford to lose anymore.

However, under these circumstances, the fact that the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy sent out such a lineup left Wang Yan completely baffled.

"Are they planning to save all their strongest players for the final match and then decide the winner?"

Thinking of this, Wang Yan felt somewhat helpless.

Even if he had considered this possibility, there was nothing he could do; they absolutely had to win the second game.

"It seems we're destined to lose this knockout round," Wang Yan sighed inwardly.

Beibei and Chen Zifeng, who were on the competition stage, also noticed the situation on the other side at this time.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Sun and Moon team sends out these two players to fight against them, then their victory in this match is a foregone conclusion.

As for the pressure that follows, that will have to be borne by others.

“Senior Brother Chen, leave that three-ring Soul Master to me,” Bei Bei said.

It's not that he bullies the weak and fears the strong, but rather that this is the best option.

Although Xiao Xiafeng is only a fifth-ring food-type soul master, as a member of the Sun and Moon team, he is definitely a fifth-level soul master.

He was only a four-ring Soul Master. If he unleashed his full power, he could rival a Soul King, but there was absolutely no need for him to go that far.

The fact that the Sun and Moon team sent out these two players clearly indicates that they have already given up on this game.

Therefore, the two of them naturally had to conserve their strength and not reveal too much.

"Sure," Chen Zifeng said with a smile.

With no pressure, the two launched their attacks immediately after assigning their opponents.

With lightning flashing in her eyes, Bei Bei suddenly stomped her right foot and rushed towards Huo Yuhao at an extremely fast speed.

As for Chen Zifeng, he remained standing in the same spot, and then threw the long sword in his hand into the sky.

To everyone's astonishment, the longsword did not fall from the sky; instead, it floated in mid-air.

Then it kept circling around his body, looking exactly like a flying sword.

His martial spirit is called the Soul-Chasing Sword because it can be controlled outside the hand, relentlessly pursuing enemies and reaping their lives.

"go with!"

Chen Zifeng pointed at Xiao Xiafeng in the distance, and his first and second spirit rings suddenly lit up.

The jet-black Soul-Chasing Sword emitted a dense crimson light, its speed suddenly increasing as it shot towards Xiao Xiafeng.

The speed was so fast, and the sharpness of the sword tip seemed to tear through space.

The distance the Soul-Chasing Sword flew quickly surpassed that of Beibei, who had rushed out a step earlier.

Xiao Xiafeng's expression turned somewhat solemn as he watched the Soul-Chasing Sword hurtling towards him.

He was about to release the soul-guided device to repel the Soul-Chasing Sword first.

But to his surprise, Huo Yuhao rushed out first.

Its astonishing speed even surpassed that of Beibei, leaving an afterimage in its original position before arriving in front of the Soul-Chasing Sword in the blink of an eye.

Huo Yuhao sneered as he faced the Soul-Chasing Sword.

With a swift and unexpected side kick, he struck the blade of the Soul-Chasing Sword.

Seeing this, Chen Zifeng also revealed a mocking smile.

"How naive! They actually dared to clash with my Soul-Chasing Sword directly with their physical body without using their soul power to protect themselves."

As the owner of a martial spirit, Chen Zifeng knew better than anyone how sharp his Soul-Chasing Sword was; the sword aura it emitted alone was already extremely lethal.

The last person who dared to touch his Soul-Chasing Sword with their bare body touched a part that was crippled and had virtually no chance of recovery.

Because when that part touched the Soul-Chasing Sword, it was directly severed and split into countless fragments by the sword energy.

Chen Zifeng was initially surprised by the speed Huo Yuhao displayed when he unleashed his power, and worried that something unexpected might happen.

In retrospect, Huo Yuhao is nothing more than a reckless fool with no sense of strategy, and is not worth mentioning at all.

Just when Chen Zifeng thought he was about to witness a bloody scene.

Huo Yuhao's toes were enveloped in a layer of black light.

Faced with that black light, Chen Zifeng's prized Soul-Chasing Sword Qi seemed to have completely vanished, proving utterly ineffective.