The Divine Realm.
Led by the Five God Kings, all the first- and second-level deities who had left their legacies on the Douluo Continent had now gathered together.
Among them were the Angel God, the Sea God, the Rakshasa God, the Fire God, the Wind God, the Phoenix, the Nine-Colored Goddess, the Food God, the God of Speed, the God of War, the Hercules God, the Ice God, the Xuanwu, the White Tiger, the Sword God, the God of Space…
Many of these were old deities whose strength was not far below that of the Five God Kings.
The God King of Destruction looked at the God King Asura. "Asura, if what you say succeeds, everyone present will remember your contribution. But if your judgment is wrong, the very foundation of the Divine Realm may be shaken!"
At his words, the other gods could not help but turn to Asura. Not long ago, he had proposed a bold idea.
At present, a rising star was quickly emerging on the Douluo Continent, someone whose actions were reshaping its entire order. That person might even bring new hope to the Divine Realm in the future.
Thus, the God King Asura had convened the Divine Realm Assembly, asking those gods who still had legacies in the mortal world to descend divine decrees so their inheritances might find destined successors through the trials brought by this rising star.
Not only would this refresh the Divine Realm with new blood, but under the leadership and pressure of this star, the new successors would surely possess extraordinary talent and perseverance.
Out of trust in Asura, and after learning of what that rising star was doing and had already accomplished, the gods began descending their divine decrees, seeking suitable heirs to secure a share of fortune in this great age of contention.
Asura swept his gaze across the hall. "Do not worry, everyone. This will not go wrong."
Among the gods, the Rakshasa God was also powerful, but she remained silent, for her own successor...
Though there was no true distinction of good or evil among gods, her heir was indeed somewhat deranged. With so many successors about to appear, how much chance did her heir have of surviving to the end?
Yet she had her advantages, for her heir's talent, background, status, and cultivation were unmatched.
Whether she could retire or not depended on whether that heir had the brains to survive.
The Angel God and the Sea God exchanged glances. They had once fought side by side and ascended to the Divine Realm together. Now, their paths of inheritance on the Douluo Continent were the most complete and stable.
In recent years, their successors seemed to share a close relationship as well, and both gods were eagerly waiting for them to display enough strength so they could finally retire in peace.
However, with so many divine inheritances appearing at once, the continent was destined to witness an unprecedented spectacle. Which god's successor would rise above all others depended entirely on the successors themselves.
After all, gods could not interfere directly with the development of the mortal realm. Other than delivering their divine decrees, they could do nothing more.
Outside the Douluo Continent, other lands under the Divine Realm, such as the Radiant Continent and the Five Elements Continent, were seeing similar phenomena.
The world was suddenly teeming with geniuses, each striving for glory.
Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City, Grand Star Luo Arena.
As captain, Dai Mubai stepped up to draw lots. Their opponent for this advancement match was the team they had been paying close attention to: the Wind God Valley team.
The Wind God Valley captain was a young man in his twenties, with long cyan hair down to his waist and a face more beautiful than most girls.
Standing beside Dai Mubai at the drawing platform, he flashed an alluring smile. "My name is Feng Qinglong. Your Highness the Third Prince, please go easy on us later."
Feng Qinglong's voice was delicate and melodious, even more pleasant than a woman's, but it gave Dai Mubai chills. How could a man sound so effeminate?
Still, out of politeness, Dai Mubai forced a smile. "Likewise. This tournament is about exchange,friendship first, competition second."
"Hehe." Feng Qinglong chuckled softly. "Then it's a deal, Your Highness."
Dai Mubai restrained the urge to punch him. At the referee's signal, he and Feng Qinglong spun the wheel together.
The wheel had three sections: one-on-one, two-two-three (pair matches), and team battles. The odds were equal,pure luck.
As they exerted strength together, the wheel spun like a fiery windmill and finally stopped on the two-two-three mode.
Seeing the result, Feng Qinglong covered his mouth and giggled. "Ah! Seems the chance of meeting Your Highness in battle isn't very high after all."
He then turned away toward his team's prep area without another glance.
Dai Mubai frowned as he returned to his own area. If he ever got the chance to face that man, he would show him what real masculinity looked like.
To Dai Mubai, the match type hardly mattered,solo, duo, or team,they were strong in all formats.
Ma Hongjun noticed the result and smiled as Dai returned. "So, Mubai, we stick to the original plan?"
Dai Mubai nodded. "Zhuqing and I go first. We'll set the tone. Long Wu and Qin Qiong take the second round. You lead Li Sheng and Zhao Lan in the last."
They had already planned their rotations based on the three modes. It might not guarantee two straight wins every time, but they would never lose outright.
Soon, the referee's voice echoed: "Third Prince Team versus Wind God Valley Team, first match,please take the stage."
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing walked onto the platform hand in hand. Their teamwork was flawless, and their Spirit Fusion Skill, the Nether White Tiger, was widely considered one of the most devastating techniques in the entire tournament. No one had yet shown strength equal to it.
Standing side by side, hands tightly clasped, it was clear they intended to use their Spirit Fusion Skill right from the start.
In a tournament with daily matches, few dared to rely so heavily on such energy-draining techniques. Recovery time for spirit power and fusion resonance was long.
But Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had achieved perfect fusion. As long as they had enough spirit power, they could invoke the Nether White Tiger at will.
As for replenishing energy, Oscar's Super Recovery Sausages ensured they could recover almost endlessly.
What truly mattered now was willpower, not stamina,since this year's tournament was filled with geniuses.
Their opponents were twin brothers, both around thirty, with rugged faces, bulging muscles, and cyan ribbons tied around their arms.
Though Wind God Valley's members were supposed to be speed-type spirit masters, these two looked more like power or defense types.
Once both sides were in place, the referee signaled them to release their spirits.
The white tiger and the ghostly cat flared together, their roars echoing. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing entered their spirit-attached forms, rings floating around them.
"Dai Mubai, spirit: White Tiger, level sixty-four Power Attack Spirit Emperor."
"Zhu Zhuqing, spirit: Nether Civet, level fifty-six Agility Attack Spirit King."
Across from them, the twins released a cyan light, revealing two yellow, two purple, and one black spirit ring,then transformed into two cyan werewolves.
"Gale Demon Wolf spirit!"
Dai Mubai raised an eyebrow. Among wind-type spirits, the Gale Demon Wolf was high grade,not top-tier, but strong in both speed and strength.
Twin brothers sharing this spirit could form a powerful combination.
Unfortunately, their opponents were Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing. No matter how in sync they were, before the Nether White Tiger, they were insignificant.
"Gao Jin, spirit: Gale Demon Wolf, level fifty-six Agility Attack Spirit King."
"Gao Yuan, spirit: Gale Demon Wolf, level fifty-six Agility Attack Spirit King."
After the introductions, the referee announced, "Third Prince Team versus Wind God Valley Team, two-two-three mode, first match,begin!"
At the signal, Gao Jin and Gao Yuan howled together, their bodies glowing with cyan light as they began merging. Ten spirit rings,four yellow, four purple, and two black,surrounded them as two Gale Demon Wolves fused into one massive creature.
Gasps filled the arena. Everyone thought Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's Nether White Tiger would make this fight one-sided, but these twins also had a Spirit Fusion Skill?
As the light intensified, a giant beast with two heads took form, more than five meters long.
Seeing it, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, remembering a familiar sight from the last Continental Advanced Spirit Master Tournament.
"The Gale Twin-Headed Wolf!"
Indeed, the Gao brothers' Spirit Fusion Skill was the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf, evolving their individual Gale Demon Wolves into a dual-type beast of strength and speed.
With both at level fifty-six, their power now surged terrifyingly.
The Gale Twin-Headed Wolf howled skyward, spitting a wind sphere and a wind blade toward Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.
At the same time, their own aura flared, alternating between light and shadow. A winged Nether White Tiger appeared, raising its paws to block the attacks.
"Roar!"
With a thunderous roar, the Nether White Tiger lunged.
So what if it was the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf? A powerful fusion skill meant nothing if the levels weren't equal.
Their clash shook the arena, the wolf forced back several meters despite its dual-type strength.
The beast then spread a pair of cyan wings,its true advantage lay in flight.
It soared upward, unleashing a tornado-like roar.
"Demon Wolf Storm!"
The Nether White Tiger retaliated, blasting a beam that tore the wind wolf's storm apart. Then it spread its wings and charged forward.
"Nether White Tiger Strike!"
The Gale Twin-Headed Wolf had great mobility and power, but that mattered little,because the Nether White Tiger could also fly.
The wolf braced for collision, unwilling to yield. They still had a tactical plan; victory wasn't impossible.
In the Wind God Valley prep area, Feng Qinglong's expression turned cold, his gentle smile gone.
A woman beside him asked, "Young Master, do you think the Gao brothers have a chance?"
Feng Qinglong paused before replying. "The Third Prince is indeed formidable. I thought the Gao brothers could handle him, but it seems uncertain."
He then added, "Still, even if they lose, we can win the next two matches. Victory will be ours."
His eyes gleamed. "And they still have a chance. The Nether White Tiger is strong, but if its wings are crippled, the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf's control of the wind element will wear it down eventually."
As he spoke, the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf's twin heads flared with bright cyan light, launching energy beams and razor-sharp wind blades.
"Flight means nothing. The sky is our domain!" it howled, unleashing a massive tornado blade that engulfed the Nether White Tiger.
The raging storm and slicing winds left deep gashes across its body.
That tornado consumed nearly all the wolf's spirit power,its last gamble to trap and destroy the Nether White Tiger within a storm-like domain.
But they had underestimated their foes.
The Nether White Tiger locked onto them with its spiritual sense, spread its wings, and tore through the storm in a flash of light.
"Nether White Tiger Destruction Roar!"
The Gale Twin-Headed Wolf tried to counter, spitting wind spheres and blades, but the Nether White Tiger's full-power assault was unstoppable.
With a deafening explosion, the wolf was slammed to the ground, pinned beneath the tiger's claws. Light gathered in its maw, aimed directly at one of the wolf's heads.
The Gale Twin-Headed Wolf could not move. If struck now, the Gao brothers would be gravely injured.
Just as the attack was about to land, a desperate shout rang out.
"We surrender!"
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