Chapter 131: Battle Against the Emperor Team
Meng Shenji felt as though his entire worldview had been shattered.
A thirteen-year-old Soul King—what kind of concept was that?
Calling him a "genius" felt far too modest.
Unprecedented, and likely never to be repeated again.
Those were the eight words echoing in his mind.
No wonder this boy was so confident.
All of Meng Shenji's earlier dissatisfaction toward Luo Ling vanished in an instant.
…
Heaven Dou Imperial Academy's training grounds.
"Captain Yan, are we really going to fight that Luo Ling guy? And it's six against one?"
Yu Feng of the Emperor Team looked baffled when he heard the news.
It wasn't just him. The rest of the Emperor Team members also found the situation absurd beyond belief.
One person against six? What did he think he was—an evil master?
"That's right," Dugu Yan said matter-of-factly.
"Uh, Captain… you and this Luo Ling fellow seem pretty close. Should we… maybe hold back a little?" asked Oslo, the Ghost Leopard Spirit Master, hesitantly.
At his words, everyone turned to look at Dugu Yan.
They all remembered how, back in Soto City, her relationship with Luo Ling had been… unusually close.
Dugu Yan blinked, then said calmly, "No need. Just go all out. Either way, we won't win."
Her tone was casual, but her teammates' faces froze.
"Captain Yan, are you saying the six of us can't even beat one person?" Shi Mo asked indignantly.
It was then that Dugu Yan realized they had no clue about Luo Ling's true strength.
She smiled faintly. "You'll see soon enough. If you don't believe me, then fight with everything you've got."
The Emperor Team members glanced at each other, all secretly fuming.
They hadn't even started, and their captain had already declared defeat. Losing in a six-versus-one?
That was more than humiliating—it was infuriating.
Only Ye Lingling looked thoughtful, casting a quiet glance at Dugu Yan.
…
Before long, Luo Ling arrived at the training grounds.
Several instructors who'd heard the news stood watching from outside, and the Emperor Team was already assembled.
Meng Shenji stepped forward with a few stern words of instruction.
"You all understand what's about to happen. That young man is to become a member of your Emperor Team."
"So fight with all your strength! Do not embarrass yourselves!"
The Emperor Team members nodded firmly.
Both sides took their positions on the field.
"You're Luo Ling, right? Whatever your relationship with Captain Yan is, I won't hold back!" Yu Feng said with determination.
Luo Ling didn't answer. He merely summoned his weapon—the Phantom Scythe.
Instantly, an oppressive aura of evil filled the training ground. Standing amidst that dense darkness, Luo Ling exuded an almost demonic aura.
One by one, his spirit rings rose—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.
The entire arena went silent. Even Meng Shenji was momentarily stunned by the sight.
He had already known Luo Ling was a thirteen-year-old Soul King, but hearing and seeing it were two entirely different things.
Now, he saw it for himself.
"Not going to summon your spirits?" Luo Ling asked lightly, looking at the Emperor Team, who all seemed frozen in disbelief.
"Captain Yan," Oslo croaked, "h-how old did you say your friend was again?"
"Thirteen," Dugu Yan said, smiling.
That single word stunned everyone even more. But before they could recover, Dugu Yan shouted, "What are you standing around for? Summon your spirits and fight with everything you've got! Don't let Xiao Ling look down on you!"
The rest of the team snapped out of their daze, activating their martial spirits one after another.
Apart from Dugu Yan, each of them was a Soul Elder.
To Luo Ling, however, that meant nothing.
He raised the dark scythe in his hand—and the next moment, his figure vanished like a shadow.
Displacement Phantom activated.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ye Lingling.
The Nine Heart Begonia—the strongest healing martial soul—had to be eliminated first. Though to Luo Ling, the order hardly mattered.
"Protect Lingling!" Dugu Yan shouted.
Yu Feng, with his Wind Chime Bird martial soul, was the fastest among them—but to Luo Ling, even that was far too slow.
"Pretty lady, I'll have to ask you to step aside," Luo Ling said with a faint smile.
His crimson eyes glowed wickedly from within the swirling darkness, sending an involuntary shiver through Ye Lingling's heart.
He showed no mercy. The surge of evil energy erupted like a tidal wave, completely engulfing her before hurling her out of bounds.
Yu Feng barely arrived in time to see that—only to be greeted by a flash of black steel.
The Phantom Scythe slashed horizontally. Luo Ling didn't use much power—just a simple swing.
Yu Feng's face went pale. Facing that icy blade, he truly felt Death's touch.
But instead of cutting him down, the scythe released a shockwave of black energy.
The blast sent Yu Feng flying, his body scorched and corroded by the dark aura.
In just a few seconds, the Emperor Team had already lost two members.
Outside the field, the three deans and the onlooking teachers were frozen like statues.
Luo Ling's power had far exceeded their expectations.
Dugu Yan inhaled sharply.
She had known he was the sinister "Evil Master," but this… he had used only a basic weapon spirit ability so far.
None of his true skills had even been revealed, and the Emperor Team already couldn't stand against him.
If he unleashed those invisible, deadly black threads of his, he could probably turn all of them into puppets in seconds.
The battle continued. Oslo transformed into his Ghost Leopard form, charging forward alongside the Shi brothers.
Even Dugu Yan attacked. She knew she couldn't win, but she wanted to witness more of Luo Ling's abilities firsthand.
As the holder of dual symbiotic martial souls, Luo Ling possessed ten spirit abilities in total—five for each soul.
Yet few in the Spirit Hall knew the exact functions of these abilities. Even Pope Bibi Dong herself only had a vague idea.
Watching the Emperor Team rush toward him, Luo Ling smiled.
The black fifth spirit ring beneath him shone.
His fifth soul ring—a ten-thousand-year ring.
Everyone's gaze locked on him in silence.
Then, an overwhelming wave of power exploded outward from Luo Ling's body.
The Emperor Team members were hurled away instantly, not even given time to resist, as the tide of evil energy swallowed them.
Fifth soul skill—Formidable Malice!
Within the domain, all enemies suffered a 50% reduction to their total attributes.
Moreover, the oppressive aura itself punished those within. Weaker opponents couldn't even withstand the pressure.
Even Dugu Yan, caught in the wave, was blasted back and thrown hard to the ground.
Luo Ling stood alone at the center of the training ground, dark energy swirling violently around him like a living storm.
He looked every bit the incarnation of a demon.
(END CHAPTER)
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