Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Leah sat beside him, her red hair cascading over her shoulders like flames, her amber eyes calmly gazing at the arena below.

She held a bottle of water in her hand, occasionally taking a sip, completely ignoring the uninvited "neighbor" beside her.

Feng Xiaotian cleared his throat: "Lia, who do you think will win today?"

Leah didn't say anything.

Feng Xiaotian wasn't embarrassed and continued on his own: "I think the Heaven Dou Royal Academy has a better chance of winning. Snow White is level 64; she can easily overwhelm the other side by herself. Although the Spirit Hall has four Soul Kings, the level difference is too great. Between Soul Emperors and Soul Kings..."

“You talk too much,” Leah finally spoke, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.

Feng Xiaotian immediately shut up.

Three seconds later, he spoke again: "Let me analyze it..."

Chapter 459 Enchantress

Leah turned her head and glanced at him.

That glance held no murderous intent, not even any emotion; it was just a very calm look at him.

Then, Feng Xiaotian smiled, immediately sat up straight, and stopped talking.

Leah withdrew her gaze and continued watching the arena.

Feng Xiaotian glanced at her secretly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

The Blazing Fire Academy team members nearby were already used to this scene.

Huo Wu's eyes twitched slightly, and she silently looked away. Huo Wu rolled her eyes, too lazy to say anything.

The atmosphere was much more normal in the area around Tianshui College.

Xue Wu and Shui Bing'er sat side by side, both with calm expressions.

"Who do you think will win?" Xuewu asked softly.

Shui Bing'er remained silent for a moment, her icy blue eyes reflecting the empty arena below.

“I don’t know,” she said, “but I want to see what a level 64’s full power looks like.”

Xuewu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

They all lost to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

In that match, Snow White didn't even go all out; she simply stood on the stage and easily crushed all their pride and tactics.

They wanted to know where this girl's limits lay.

Even if it's just watching from afar.

On the other side of the Tianshui Academy area, two figures were huddled together, chattering away.

Xiao Wu.

Blue Buddha.

These two girls, I don't know when they got together. The girl with long pink hair and the girl with long sea blue hair squeezed into the same seat, their heads close together, whispering to each other, I don't know what they were talking about.

Xiao Wu tilted her head, her big pink eyes full of curiosity, and asked in a low voice, "You mean, is Snow White really that amazing?"

Lan Fo'er leaned back in her chair, her long, sea-blue hair cascading over her shoulders. Hearing this, she blinked and gave a lazy smile: "Impressive? You haven't fought her before."

"Is it really that amazing?" Xiao Wu's eyes widened.

"Why would I lie to you?" Lan Fu'er pouted, but there was no resentment in her tone. Instead, there was a kind of eager excitement. "But I really like her spirit. I'd like to have another match with her next time I have the chance."

Xiao Wu chuckled and patted her on the shoulder: "That's ambitious! But I think I'm still a bit better."

Lan Fo'er glanced at her sideways: "You didn't even make it into the top six."

"That's because my teammates are no good!" Xiao Wu said confidently.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Just then, in Xiao Wu's mental sea, a golden figure suddenly somersaulted.

"My God! Level 64!" Tianmeng Bingcan's signature exaggerated voice boomed like thunder. "Xiao Wu, look! She's ten levels higher than you!"

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes inwardly: "I know, I'm not blind."

"Level 10! Level 10!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm jumped around in her mental sea, her voice filled with an inexplicable envy. "To reach level 64 at such a young age, this talent... tsk tsk tsk..."

It couldn't help but fantasize that if it had become this little girl's Wisdom Soul Ring back then, it might have become a god long ago.

That glittering golden throne, that supreme glory...

"Stop dreaming." The clear, cold voice of the Ice Crystal Snow Lotus rang out at the right moment, interrupting the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's sweet dream. "You are Xiao Wu's soul ring now, so don't think about those things."

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm shrank back and muttered, "Can't I even think about it..."

Xiao Wu ignored it and turned her gaze back to the arena.

On the other side of the audience, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's seat, Ning Fengzhi was leaning back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the white figure at the edge of the arena, his eyes filled with emotion.

"Fifteen years old, level sixty-four." He murmured to himself, his voice carrying an indescribable complexity, "The Heavenly Dou Royal Family truly possesses a gem."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was standing beside him, held his longsword with his eyes slightly closed. Upon hearing this, he opened one eye, glanced at the white figure, and said indifferently, "Not bad talent."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled: "Uncle Jian, is this what you call 'not bad talent'?"

Chen Xin closed his eyes again, his tone indifferent: "No matter how good your talent is, it all depends on whether you can make it to the end."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, offering no rebuttal. His gaze swept across the crowd, landing on another spot in the VIP section.

There, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, sat upright, her gentle face radiating undisguised pride.

As if sensing something, Xue Qinghe slightly turned his head and glanced in Ning Fengzhi's direction, a polite smile appearing on his lips, before turning his gaze back to the arena.

Ning Fengzhi also withdrew his gaze and gently tapped the armrest with his fingers.

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the edge of the arena, landing on the petite figure behind Snow White.

Ning Rongrong.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was standing in the team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Her little face showed a nervous yet excited expression. Her hands were clenched tightly, and her eyes were fixed on the front.

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly.

I hope Rongrong doesn't get hurt today.

Chen Xin, who was beside him, seemed to sense his thoughts. She opened one eye and glanced at him indifferently. She didn't say anything, but just slightly adjusted her posture of holding the sword, as if to say: Don't worry, I'm watching.

Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile and said nothing more.

On the ring, the referee is making final confirmations.

The players from both sides were already in position, facing each other from a distance of twenty meters.

On the side of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, seven figures lined up in a row.

Snow White stood at the very front, her long, moon-white hair gleaming softly under the lights, her delicate face expressionless, her clear eyes calm as still water.

Behind her, Ning Rongrong's face was tense, her light brown eyes fixed on her opponent.

Rapunzel stood beside Ning Rongrong, her long golden hair gleaming under the lights. Her expression was calm, but deep within her amber eyes burned a fighting spirit.

Yu Tianheng crossed his arms, his eyes filled with solemnity. Dugu Yan stood beside him, her narrow, snake-like eyes coldly sweeping over the seven people opposite them.

Graphite and Oslo stood on the outermost edge of the group, one as steady as a mountain and the other as poised as a cheetah.

On the other side, the seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team were equally imposing.

Xie Yue stood at the forefront, his long hair flowing freely, his face cold and stern. His gaze, like that of a hawk, was fixed on the white figure opposite him.

Hu Liena stood beside him, her charming eyes devoid of any other emotion, only focused and solemn.

She knew that she couldn't hold back at all from the very beginning of this match.

Yan stood beside Hu Liena, his eyes filled with fighting spirit and focus.

Florian stood on the other side of the Evil Moon, his golden hair gleaming with a holy luster in the sunlight.

Zhang Ping, Li Kai, and Xu Yu stood at the rear, one agile attacker, one powerful attacker, and one support, their martial spirits ready to be unleashed.

The referee's gaze swept over both sides, and after confirming that there was no mistake, his raised arm suddenly fell!

"Game start!"

The moment the words fell, fourteen beams of soul power erupted almost simultaneously.

On the Tian Dou Royal Academy side, Snow White was the first to complete the Martial Soul Possession.

The phantom of a snow-capped swan appeared behind her, its enormous ice-blue wings suddenly unfurling, spanning over four meters, each feather gleaming with a chilling light.

Her long, moon-white hair moved without wind as her soul power surged. Beneath her feet, six soul rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—slowly rose, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The pressure of the level 64 Soul Emperor spread in all directions as if it were a tangible force.

Rapunzel's long golden hair suddenly grew longer, the strands of hair floating in the air as if they were alive, each one shimmering with a warm golden luster.

Beneath her feet, five spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, and black—slowly rotated, their level 51 spirit power fluctuations as steady as a mountain.

Yu Tianheng roared to the sky, and blue-purple lightning surged out of his body. The moment the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was attached to him, his arms were covered with a layer of blue-purple dragon scales, and his hands transformed into dragon claws, with lightning dancing at his fingertips.

Four spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—rose from beneath his feet, their level 47 spirit power fluctuations carrying a violent aura.

With Dugu Yan's martial soul, the Azure Phosphorous Serpent, possessing her, her eyes instantly transformed into vertical pupils. Azure-green soul power surged from her body like poisonous mist, condensing into a huge azure-green serpent shadow around her.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple—four spirit rings swirled around, their level 46 spirit power fluctuations carrying a strange, corrosive aura.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, and the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared in her palm. The pagoda, which was over a foot tall, was crystal clear and shimmered with seven-colored light.

Four spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, and black—rose from beneath her feet. Although the fluctuations of her level 41 spirit power were not high, the aura emanating from the pagoda invigorated everyone.

Graphite and Oslo simultaneously completed the Martial Soul Possession. The thick shell of the Xuanwu Turtle condensed on Graphite's body, while the shadow of the Ghost Leopard roamed around Oslo.

The two are Soul Masters at levels 44 and 42 respectively, with four Soul Rings each, and they are playing a steady and reliable game.

On the other side, the seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team also unleashed a terrifying aura.

Xie Yue's two moon blades popped out from behind him, and the moment they fell into his hands, a blood-red light surged.

Five spirit rings rose beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black. The spirit power fluctuations of level 54 carried an extremely sharp killing intent.

Behind Hu Liena, a huge phantom of a fox spirit appeared, its tail swaying gently in the air, its alluring aura filling the entire area.