Chapter 110: Half a Blade?
The finals began quickly.
The team members from both sides walked into the arena area under the referee's signal. As they stood on the arena, the captain of the Spirit Hall team crossed his arms over his chest and slowly raised his eyes.
At that moment, he was like a dormant Ferocious beast waking up.
A surging Aura, like a tidal wave, pressed directly toward Tiandou Team 1.
The faces of the other members of Tiandou Team 1 turned pale, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
However, at this moment, a sharp breath appeared without warning, forcefully splitting open that thick, suffocating sense of stagnation.
Zhao Yu and the others felt their bodies suddenly lighten, and that suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe vanished without a trace.
The Soul King from the opposing side fixed his gaze on Lin Yang, his eyes flickering as a trace of gravity passed through them.
Lin Yang did not back down either; his pitch-black eyes remained like a calm pool of water from beginning to end, without a single ripple.
As the referee introduced the two teams, the cheers from the audience rose wave after wave, and the atmosphere gradually reached its climax.
"Prepare for the match, both sides release your Martial Souls!"
As soon as the words fell, Soul Power surged from the seven members of the Spirit Hall team, and colorful light radiated from their bodies.
Circles of Soul Rings rose from beneath their feet—two yellow, two purple—a uniform Soul Ring configuration.
And on the Soul King standing in the very center, there was an additional deep black ring—a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
In comparison, Tiandou Team 1 was a bit inferior, with five Soul Sects and two Soul Elders; just in terms of the number of Soul Rings, they had three fewer.
Not to mention that the overall Soul Power Rank of Spirit Hall was also a cut above theirs.
"Let's go, send them down."
The Spirit Hall team moved first, not employing any fancy tactics, just charging straight ahead.
They weren't brainless; it was based on absolute confidence in their own strength.
With this kind of gap, what tactics were needed? Just crush them.
The only one who didn't move was the Soul King.
Lin Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Soul King of the Spirit Hall team was named Jin Feng; although his surname was Jin, he had absolutely no relation to that Gold Crocodile Douluo of Spirit Hall.
Furthermore, his Martial Soul was not a crocodile, but a Dark Gold Bear.
The Dark Gold Bear is a branch of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear and is the strongest existence among bear-type Martial Souls.
Except for lacking that pair of terrifying sharp claws, its strength and defense far exceed other Martial Souls.
Under the same Rank, few people could break through his defense.
Speaking solely of Martial Soul quality, even Zhao Wuji's Vigorous Vajra Bear could not compare to the Dark Gold Bear.
"Seven Treasures have fame, one is called Martial Soul."
When the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda fell upon Tiandou Team 1, Zhao Yu and the others, except for Lin Yang, took a deep breath and also began to charge forward.
They knew that they were highly likely not the opponents of Spirit Hall, but they did not want to just admit defeat like that.
For a moment, except for Lin Yang and Jin Feng who were still standing in place, as well as the support system Soul Masters standing at the rear on both sides, everyone else was entangled together.
Jin Feng raised his eyelids to look at Lin Yang and said in a deep voice, "You aren't going to help them? If they lose, your team will have no hope of winning."
Lin Yang shook his head slightly, "I can help for a moment, but I cannot help for a lifetime."
"Fourth Soul skills, Earth Tremor."
"Fourth Soul skills, Heavy Spear Shadows."
"Third Soul skills, Hurricane Tornado Kill."
"Third Soul skills, Light of Slowness."
Bang! Bang! Boom!
Light exploded on the arena, figures crisscrossed, and various Martial Soul Abilities intertwined and collided, presenting the most magnificent visual feast.
Although Zhao Yu and the others performed very bravely, as time passed, the gap in Soul Power Rank and combat experience became increasingly obvious.
Tiandou Team 1 inevitably fell into a disadvantageous position, and by now, they were just gritting their teeth and holding on.
"Seven Treasures have fame, one is called Martial Soul, two is called Power, three is called Speed!"
Three beams of light fell on Lin Yang simultaneously. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master's face was pale, and he managed to squeeze out a smile, "Boss Lin, I can't hold on anymore; I'll leave the rest to you."
After seeing Lin Yang nod, he jumped off the arena without hesitation.
The army was defeated like a collapsing mountain.
The other members of Tiandou Team 1 also successively withdrew from the battle.
Either they actively jumped off the arena, or they were knocked down by the people from Spirit Hall.
Until Zhao Yu, who had been struggling to support himself, could no longer hold on, he shouted to Lin Yang, "Boss Lin, I leave it to you."
Then, his Soul Power exhausted, he withdrew from the match.
At this moment, only Lin Yang was left on the Heaven Dou side.
And Spirit Hall still had seven people; apart from consuming some Soul Power, they were basically all still in their Peak state.
In everyone's eyes, the outcome of Heaven Dou's defeat was set.
At this time, Lin Yang summoned his Martial Soul.
"What were you doing earlier? Isn't it a bit too late to be making a last-ditch struggle now?"
A member of the Spirit Hall team wore a mocking expression.
They had seven people, after all; if each person just casually released one Soul skills, they could drown him.
"If I don't try, how would I know if this is a desperate counterattack?"
Lin Yang smiled slightly, his right thumb pressing against the hilt guard of Scarlet Edge, pushing it out half an inch.
In that instant, an extremely terrifying Sharp Metal power exploded from Lin Yang as the center, spreading indiscriminately in all directions.
Jin Feng's pupils had already shrunk to the size of pinpoints, and he no longer possessed his previous composure. He roared, "Retreat!"
In reality, there was no need for him to remind them.
That extreme sharpness, which made people's scalps tingle, immediately gripped the hearts of everyone in the Spirit Hall team.
That dual warning from both mind and body made their bodies instinctively want to stay away from this dangerous place.
However, it was useless!
No matter how fast they retreated, they could not dodge this soul-shaking sharpness.
Swish, swish, swish!
The blade had not yet been unsheathed, but the sharpness from the Nichirin Blade had already arrived.
And the speed was so fast that they couldn't react at all.
Accompanied by bursts of tearing sounds, the six members of Spirit Hall were simultaneously slashed off the arena, falling to the ground one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
After a brief moment of confusion, the first thing the six of them did after climbing up was not to be annoyed by their defeat, but to check if they were missing any arms or legs.
Finally, they discovered that the most severely damaged thing on their entire bodies was their clothes.
There was no problem with their bodies; there wasn't even a tiny wound.
On the arena, except for Lin Yang, the only one left standing was Jin Feng.
At the last moment, he had completed his Martial Soul Possession, and dark golden fur covered his entire body, helping him forcefully withstand that blow.
Such a heaven-shaking reversal made the entire venue quiet for a second.
Then, boom!
The eighty thousand people in the venue suddenly erupted into sky-high cheers, "Lin Yang!"
"Lin Yang!"
"Lin Yang!"
The shouting surged like a tidal wave, making people's ears numb.
Those who originally thought Heaven Dou would definitely lose, and thought Lin Yang was too arrogant, all stood up now, shouting along at the top of their lungs.
Even if their voices cracked, they didn't care at all.
Shock! Adoration! Fanaticism!
At this moment, Lin Yang's figure was carved into the hearts of everyone present.
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