Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

The moment the words left his mouth, both figures vanished from their spot!

There were no sounds of collision, no roars of soul skills, only two blurry figures rapidly darting across the arena, one as black as ink, the other as pale green as the wind.

Zhu Zhuqing's movements were like those of a ghost; each time her toes touched the ground, it was completely silent, leaving black afterimages trailing behind her.

Ye Feng's movements were even more graceful. His willow leaf martial soul granted him extreme lightness, and every movement was like a willow catkin drifting in the wind. It seemed slow, but it was actually incredibly fast.

Both of them were testing the waters.

They were both waiting for the other to reveal a weakness.

"So fast!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, and he even forgot to swallow the roast chicken in his mouth.

Yu Xiaogang pushed up his glasses, his gaze fixed intently on the stage behind the lenses.

Internal battles between agility-based attackers are always the most dangerous.

Because both sides know what the other is thinking, and they both know the advantages and disadvantages of the agility-based attack system.

Zhu Zhuqing knew very well that her soul power was not as abundant as her opponent's, and that she would undoubtedly lose if she tried to fight head-on and exhaust her strength.

She must conserve every bit of her soul power so that she can deliver a fatal blow at the crucial moment.

But Ye Feng was also aware of this.

So he's not in a hurry.

He maneuvered with Zhu Zhuqing in this way, using minimal soul power to force her to keep moving.

Time passed by, second by second.

The cheers from the audience gradually subsided, and everyone was captivated by this silent contest.

Two figures chased, dodged, feinted, and retreated on the arena.

In the rare occasions they clashed, it was merely a light collision between the claws and the willow leaves before they immediately separated and continued their wandering.

"Too cautious," Huo Wushuang murmured from below the stage.

Huo Wu nodded: "That's how it is in a battle between agility-based attackers. Whoever loses their composure first will lose."

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's forehead.

Her breathing remained steady, but the soul power within her body was gradually dissipating.

She knew she couldn't rush things.

But she also knew that if she continued like this, she would inevitably lose.

We have to take a gamble.

A resolute glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

Her figure suddenly accelerated, transforming into a black streak of light, rushing straight towards Ye Feng!

Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "Finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

He sidestepped and easily dodged the attack.

But Zhu Zhuqing didn't stop; her second attack had already arrived!

The claws tore through the air, creating a sharp, piercing sound.

Ye Feng continued to hide.

He is waiting.

The moment Zhu Zhuqing was exhausted.

The third strike! The fourth strike! The fifth strike!

Zhu Zhuqing's offensive was like a storm, each strike as fast as lightning and as ruthless as a scorpion.

Ye Feng weaved between the claws and blades, narrowly avoiding each attack, but the smile on his face grew wider and wider.

almost.

almost.

She doesn't have much time left to maintain this speed.

really.

When Zhu Zhuqing unleashed her seventh strike, her movements were a beat too slow.

It's now!

A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and his long-accumulated soul power erupted instantly!

His figure vanished from the spot and appeared beside Zhu Zhuqing in the next instant.

The willow leaf martial spirit transformed into countless sharp green threads, enveloping Zhu Zhuqing!

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

She wanted to dodge, but the soul power within her body was no longer sufficient to support her in completing such a difficult dodge.

She could only grit her teeth, cross her arms, and take the blow head-on!

Chi Chi Chi!

Countless fine wounds burst open on her arm, splattering blood.

Zhu Zhuqing let out a muffled groan and retreated rapidly.

But Ye Feng didn't give her a chance to catch her breath.

His figure was like a shadow, and the willow leaf threads transformed into countless blades of light, one after another, without end!

The faces of the Shrek students below the stage changed.

"Zhu Zhuqing!" Dai Mubai couldn't help but call out.

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and used her last bit of strength to dodge and block.

But she couldn't hold on any longer.

When Ye Feng's final strike landed on her shoulder, she finally lost her balance and was violently blasted off the stage!

boom!

Zhu Zhuqing fell heavily to the ground, her long, dark hair covered in mud.

She struggled to get up, but she had no strength left in her body.

Shrek Academy loses a round! Plant Academy wins!

The referee's voice was cold and ruthless.

Chapter 410 Cinderella Makes Her Debut

The Shrek training area was deathly silent.

Yu Xiaogang's face was so solemn it was almost dripping with water.

His fingers gripped the back of the chair beside him tightly, his knuckles turning white, and his gaze behind his glasses was fixed on the pale green figure on the stage.

Ye Feng won.

what does this mean?

He quickly reviewed the current battle situation in his mind.

Ma Hongjun, Huang Yuan, Tailong, Lin An, and Zhu Zhuqing—these five have already been defeated.

On the stage, although Ye Feng won, he was quite exhausted. His breathing was noticeably rapid, and the fluctuations of his soul power were much weaker than at the beginning of the match.

But that's not the problem.

The problem is, Shrek only has two people left.

Cinderella and Dai Mubai.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept over the two figures below the stage. Cinderella, level 47, and Dai Mubai, level 48. Two Soul Masters, in any major competition, would be core combat forces capable of turning the tide of battle.

But this year...

His gaze shifted to the preparation area of ​​the Botanical Academy.

There were four people standing there.

Ye Feng had exhausted most of his strength, but he hadn't been eliminated yet. Behind him were three team members who hadn't yet played.

Based on Yu Xiaogang's research on the competition over the years, teams that can emerge from the Kingdom Division have at least three Soul Masters in their ranks.

Luo Yunxi, from the Plant Academy, is a Soul Master, but she was defeated after being worn down by Lin An. The remaining three...

There are at least two more Soul Masters.

It's even possible that all three are.

Yu Xiaogang's fingers twitched slightly.

Cinderella is very strong, level 47, making her an absolute starter in any qualifying match. But her opponents are not just one, nor two.

She must first defeat Ye Feng on the stage, then face at least one unknown Soul Master, and only then might she encounter the person who hasn't moved at all.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the light golden figure at the very back of the Plant Academy's preparation area.

Ailuo.

The princess of the Barak Kingdom is said to have innate full soul power, which is listed as level 46 in the records.

But Yu Xiaogang didn't believe the number.

How could a genius who could be nurtured by the entire Barak Kingdom with all its resources be only level 46?

Cinderella was also looking in that direction from below the stage.

Her light golden hair, delicate face, and serene and noble temperament were completely different from those of a princess who grew up in a ash heap.

Cinderella smiled self-deprecatingly.

For the first time, characters from the fairy tale world will face off head-on in the Douluo Continent?