Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

He rolled away, dodging two vines that were wrapping around his legs.

He leaped up, attempting to break through from mid-air.

But overhead, a swirling storm of roses was raging.

The sharp petals fell from the sky, leaving dozens of fine bloodstains on his body.

"Roar!"

Dai Mubai let out a deafening tiger roar, activating the White Tiger Vajra Transformation to its fullest extent. White light surged across his body, forcefully shattering several attacking thorns.

But his movements became slower and slower.

The slowing effect of the Fragrant Trap was stacking up, and the Crimson Thorn's curse mark had left seven or eight marks on his body, each one draining his stamina and feeding it back to Aurora.

Aurora stood in the eye of the storm, watching him silently.

She is waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity.

A ruthless glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer.

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation is about to end; once the duration is over, he won't even have a final chance.

Fight!

Dai Mubai pushed off with his feet and charged towards Ai Luo without regard for anything else!

Thorns pierced his shoulder, but he didn't care.

The petals tore at his flesh, but he didn't care.

His eyes were only on that pale golden figure, only on that woman standing in the eye of the storm!

five meters.

three meters.

one meter!

Dai Mubai rushed to Ai Luo's side, his tiger claws raised high, carrying a sharp edge that could tear everything apart, and slammed down fiercely!

However, just as the tiger's claws were about to strike, a faint smile appeared on Aurora's lips.

The third spirit ring lit up.

Petal Shield!

Countless crimson rose petals surged out of her body, instantly spinning rapidly around her to form an impenetrable, absolute defensive circle!

Dai Mubai's tiger claws slammed onto the shield, producing a deafening roar.

But the shield only trembled slightly before firmly blocking the attack.

Even more terrifying was that the edges of those rapidly spinning petals were as sharp as knives, and while blocking the attacks, they were frantically slicing at Dai Mubai's arm.

Blood splattered.

Dai Mubai grunted and tried to back away, but it was too late.

The petal shield expanded outwards the instant it blocked his attack!

The swirling petals, like a crimson wave, enveloped Dai Mubai completely!

"not good!"

Dai Mubai's pupils constricted sharply as he struggled desperately.

But the petals were too dense and too sharp; the more he struggled, the more wounds he sustained.

Meanwhile, the rose storm was already pressing down overhead.

boom!!!

Crimson petals rained down from the sky, attacking him from both inside and outside the petal shield that enveloped him, forming a true vortex of death.

Dai Mubai's White Tiger Vajra Transformation glowed erratically, and the white light shield around his body quickly dimmed under the frantic cutting of the petals.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

boom!

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation completely shattered, turning into countless points of light that dissipated.

Without his buffs, Dai Mubai could no longer withstand the combined onslaught of the rose storm and the petal shield.

Hundreds of fine wounds instantly appeared on his body, dripping with blood, and he was swept up by the storm and thrown high into the air.

Then, it fell heavily to the ground.

boom!

Dai Mubai crashed to the edge of the ring, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up, but he had no strength left in his body.

Although the hundreds of wounds were not deep, he lost too much blood, and with his soul power exhausted, he couldn't even lift a finger.

Ailuo stood there, panting heavily.

Her face was as pale as paper, sweat soaked her light golden hair, and her chest heaved so violently that she could hardly breathe.

Defeating Cinderella and Dai Mubai, two Soul Masters, in succession, especially the last two high-intensity battles, almost drained all her soul power.

But she won.

She stood there, looking down at Dai Mubai, who was lying on the edge of the ring, a complex light flashing in her light golden eyes.

There was exhaustion, relief, and a touch of quiet appreciation.

“You’re quite strong,” she said softly, her voice weak but clear, “but you’re too hasty.”

Chapter 419 One Against Seven

Dai Mubai lay on the ground, panting heavily, his evil eyes filled with resentment.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Lost.

He lost.

As captain, he lost when the team needed him most.

The referee took a deep breath, and his loud voice echoed throughout the entire training ground:

"Dai Mubai is eliminated! Ai Luo wins!"

"The Plant Academy emerges victorious!"

The moment the words were spoken, a deafening cheer erupted from the preparation area of ​​the Plant Academy.

The team members rushed onto the ring, surrounded the already swaying Aurora, laughing and jumping around.

"We won! We won!"

The Shrek Academy's preparation area was deathly silent.

Tang San held Cinderella tightly, staring intently at the pale gold figure surrounded by people on the stage, his killing intent almost tangible.

But there was nothing he could do.

Lost.

Shrek lost.

They lost their first qualifying match.

Zhu Zhuqing leaned against the wall, her face pale, and remained silent.

Ma Hongjun slumped to the ground, sighing repeatedly.

Oscar stood to the side, forgetting to eat the sausage in his hand.

Huang Yuan, Tai Long, Lin An, and Jiang Zhu all lowered their heads, not daring to look at what was happening on stage.

Flander sat in the chair and sighed.

Liu Erlong walked to his side, gently patted his shoulder, and said nothing.

At this point, nothing you say will make a difference.

Yu Xiaogang stood there, head down, his expression unreadable.

In the stands, Ning Fengzhi leaned back in his large chair, looking at the pale gold figure surrounded by his teammates on the ring, his eyes filled with emotion.

"In recent years, the Douluo Continent has truly produced a great number of geniuses."

He sighed softly, his tone carrying a complex mix of emotions.

There was admiration, envy, and also a hint of worry.

After all, these geniuses will all be potential allies or rivals of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future.

"Father, that older sister is amazing!"

Ning Rongrong's voice came from the side, carrying the crispness and innocence unique to young girls.

She leaned on the railing, her little face full of amazement, her light brown eyes fixed on Aurora on the stage.

"She defeated two Soul Masters all by herself!"

Ning Rongrong chattered on and on.

Snow White sat there quietly, her moon-white dress shimmering softly in the sunlight.

She looked at Aurora on the stage, at the pale gold figure surrounded by the crowd, her eyes showing no envy, no jealousy, only a faint, scrutinizing light.

"Level 49," she murmured to herself, "that's really strong."