Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Although Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, it is afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble, especially if it involves certain large families, sects, or even the imperial family.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai gave a perfectly timed smile and said calmly, "Of course."

The old man stared into his eyes, as if trying to discern something from them.

But Dai Mubai's eyes were calm, and his smile was frank. Apart from the arrogance that belonged to a genius, there was no sign of guilt or hesitation.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man finally made his decision. He waved to the boy beside him and said, "Take him in."

Regardless of this kid's background, since his talent meets the requirements, the academy has no reason to turn him away. As for the rest, the dean and the others can handle that.

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft voice rang out from the side: "Junior, come with me, I'll take you to the second level."

Dai Mubai turned his head and saw a boy who had somehow gotten close to him.

The boy had a full beard, but a pair of large, bright eyes that were lively and he was looking at him with a grin.

The combination of his appearance and eyes gives off a strange vibe no matter how you look at it.

This is probably one of the students who was responsible for guiding them.

Dai Mubai nodded and was about to follow the bearded boy.

"Young Master!" Huo An immediately stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice.

He couldn't let Dai Mubai enter this strange-looking village alone.

Upon seeing this, the old man behind the table frowned, his earlier enthusiasm waning somewhat, and his voice carried an air of unquestionable authority: "According to the rules of our Shrek Academy, parents and their entourages are not allowed to enter; they can only wait outside the village. The assessment process can only be completed by the student alone."

Huo An's expression darkened, and the subtle aura of a Soul Emperor was about to emanate from his body.

Dai Mubai immediately raised his hand to stop him.

He glanced at the old man, then at the dilapidated village and the strange boy with a full beard.

Although he was still filled with doubt and unease, he had a vague feeling that this academy was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

At the very least, the glint in the eyes of the old man in charge of registration just now was something that an ordinary old man from the countryside would never have.

Moreover, since we're here, we should at least see what's going on inside.

If he doesn't even have the courage to go in alone, then Dai Mubai shouldn't talk about revenge or the future.

"Huo An, you wait for me here." Dai Mubai's voice was calm, but it carried a commanding tone.

"Young master, this..." Huo An wanted to persuade him further.

"Don't worry." Dai Mubai interrupted him, his eyes sweeping over the old man and the bearded boy.

"I know what I'm doing."

Seeing the determination in Dai Mubai's eyes, Huo An knew that further persuasion was useless, so he could only reply in a deep voice, "Yes. Your subordinate will wait here. If there is any situation, please give a signal immediately."

Dai Mubai said no more, and gestured to the bearded youth: "Lead the way."

"Alright, junior, come with me!"

……

In front of the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

The huge circular arena was now engulfed by a deafening roar.

After several days of brutal elimination rounds, the two teams that have finally stood on the final stage have been determined, pushing the atmosphere of the entire Soul Master Tournament to its climax.

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy team faces off against the Spirit Hall Academy team.

The audience seats were packed, surrounding the incredibly wide arena paved with special minerals.

Soul Masters and nobles from all over the continent are now focusing their attention on this place.

On the highest platform, the seat of honor naturally belonged to Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall. She sat regally on her magnificent throne, her face beneath her purple-gold crown calm and serene, her deep purple eyes surveying the arena below.

Behind her on both sides were several Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall.

On either side of the Spirit Hall seats were delegations from the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, respectively.

On the side of the Heavenly Dou Empire, Qian Renxue, disguised as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, wore her usual gentle smile, but the smile did not penetrate to her eyes. Her gaze would occasionally sweep over the papal throne, carrying a hint of complex emotion that was hard to detect.

Snow White sat beside her, her clear eyes filled with curiosity and tension as she intently watched the arena.

In contrast, the atmosphere in the Star Luo Royal Family delegation's area was particularly somber and oppressive.

The Star Luo group, led by Crown Prince Davis, all looked rather grim. Davis, in particular, stood with his arms crossed, leaning back in his chair, his lips tightly pressed together, his eyes so dark they seemed to drip with malice.

Xingluo had been holding back his ambition, hoping to avenge his previous defeat in this Soul Master Competition after several years.

After all, the Star Luo delegation's Netherworld White Tiger was defeated head-on by Lin Wan during the Heavenly Dou Exchange Tournament, which was a great humiliation.

To this end, Xingluo has devoted countless efforts to improving the team, with the ultimate goal of winning the championship.

But who could have imagined that, fate would bring them together again? Before encountering their arch-rival, the Heaven Dou Royal Team, they first ran into the even tougher Spirit Hall Academy in the semifinals.

After a hard-fought battle, they ultimately fell short, losing in disappointment and stopping at the semi-finals.

Davis had mixed feelings as he watched the two teams about to face off for the championship.

He both hoped that the Spirit Hall could teach Tian Dou a lesson, and also harbored a twisted psychology that he himself was unwilling to admit: he hoped that Tian Dou would win.

After all, losing to the champion sounds better than losing to the runner-up.

On the stage, both teams had already lined up.

Team One of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy was led by Yu Tianqing and Lin Wan.

Yu Tianqing stood tall and straight, the domineering aura brought by his Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul faintly revealed, his eyes sharp, and he was full of fighting spirit at this moment.

Lin Wan, on the other hand, maintained her slightly lazy demeanor. Her silver hair shimmered under the unique sunlight of Haicheng, and her sea-blue eyes were so calm that it seemed she wasn't there to participate in a life-or-death battle, but simply to take a stroll.

But as he stood there, he became the anchor of the entire team, attracting the attention of the vast majority of people in the stands.

On the Spirit Hall Academy team's side, the two leaders also exuded an astonishing aura.

Leading the group was a tall, stern-faced young man, Qian Heng, the grandson of Qian Jun Douluo, a level 51 Power Attack-type Battle Soul King, whose Martial Soul was the Panlong Staff.

Chapter 208 Planning and Action

Beside Qian Heng stood another youth, even more robust in build, with a pale golden complexion and fierce eyes, resembling a humanoid beast. He was Jin Chuan, the grandson of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

His soul power has reached level 48, and his martial soul is the top-tier beast martial soul, the Golden Crocodile King.

Behind them, the other five team members were also Soul Master level cultivators.

The referee, a cardinal from the Spirit Hall, took a deep breath and raised his arm high.

"The final match begins!"

The moment the referee finished speaking, the momentum of both sides exploded.

Without saying a word, Qian Heng activated his Martial Soul, and the fifth Soul Ring beneath his feet instantly shone.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Panlong Staff Technique: Mountain Suppression!"

The coiled dragon staff in his hand emitted a deep dragon roar, suddenly expanding into a massive dark golden staff shadow. It carried a terrifying power capable of suppressing mountains, not aimed at anyone, but directly and forcefully descending upon the central area of ​​the Heavenly Dou Team's formation! The objective was clear: to disrupt the Heavenly Dou Team's formation and divide the battlefield with an area-of-effect attack!

At the same time, Jin Chuan let out a roar like a crocodile, his muscles bulged, his skin turned completely dark gold, scales appeared, and his martial soul, the Golden Crocodile King, was possessed!

He immediately activated his third soul skill, Golden Crocodile Armor, which greatly increased his defensive power. Like a heavy chariot, he followed closely behind Qian Heng's staff shadow and charged towards Tian Dou's front line of defense!

The other five members of the Spirit Hall also sprang into action instantly.

Two agility-type Soul Masters darted out from the flank like ghosts, their target Ning Zetian behind Tian Dou.

A control-type Soul Master's hand sprouted black vines covered in sharp thorns, which coiled upwards like venomous snakes to form a battle formation.

Two other powerful attack-type Soul Masters followed closely behind Jin Chuan, forming a triangular assault formation.

Faced with such a fierce attack from the start, Tian Dou reacted extremely quickly.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Zetian's palm shone brightly.

"The seven treasures have names: First, Strength! Second, Speed! Third, Soul! Fourth, Control!"

Four beams of colored light landed precisely on Yu Tianqing, Yan Xin, Jiang Tao, and Lin Wan in front of them.

Strength, speed, soul power, and defense instantly receive a terrifying 50% boost!

Yu Tianqing roared, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul possessed him, his body covered in dragon scales and crackling with lightning.

Instead of taking Qian Heng's terrifying fifth soul skill head-on, he lit up his third soul ring.

"Third Soul Skill, Lightning Net Coverage!"

A massive electric net, woven from raging lightning, instantly opened up, not to meet the shadow of the staff, but to cover Jin Chuan and the two powerful attack-type Soul Masters charging forward, attempting to slow their momentum.

Jiang Tao, a defensive character, roared and stood at the forefront. The phantom of the Xuan Shui Turtle condensed into a thick black water shield, preparing to withstand the aftershocks of Qian Heng's staff shadow and any attacks that might slip through.

With a swift movement, Song Yi, a speed-attack type, transformed into several elusive afterimages, meeting the two speed-attack type Soul Masters on the other side. The cold light of his shadow blades drew deadly trajectories in the air.

Flames surged around Yan Xin, and he was possessed by a raging fire lion. He roared and collided with the black vines of the control-type Soul Master who attacked from the side. The flames and the poisonous vines clashed fiercely.

Lin Wan moved the instant the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification effect landed.

His target was none other than Qian Heng, who was unleashing area-of-effect attacks!

The fourth spirit ring beneath his feet flashed with black light and disappeared.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Nine-Tailed Moon Worship".

Without any grand display or dazzling illusion, a bright moon, radiating a cool, clear moonlight, instantly condensed in his palm. He then lightly pushed it out, as if traversing space, arriving first despite being behind, and accurately crashing into the massive, dark gold staff shadow that was pressing down!

"Buzz!"

The bright moon and the shadow of the stick collided fiercely!

Contrary to expectations, the seemingly gentle moon, as if it were invisible, pierced through the powerful energy storm surrounding the staff's shadow and struck its core!

Qian Heng's expression changed slightly. He felt as if the core energy he had condensed for his soul skill was being frozen and eroded by an extremely cold moonlight, causing his circulation to become slightly sluggish.

The enormous shadow of the staff visibly dimmed, and its descent slowed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Tian Dou team quickly adjusted their formation, avoiding the core coverage area of ​​the staff shadow.

"How strange!"

Qian Heng felt a chill run down his spine, and his assessment of Lin Wan's intelligence level rose to another level.