Chapter 83: Rampage!
The round-robin competition began. Unluckily, it was Shrek's reserve team, those unfortunate souls, who were up on the first day. With Wang Yan and Dai Yueheng leading by example with soul guide devices, except for Wang Dong, the rest of the reserve team was also equipped with various soul guide devices.
In the first match of the round-robin, Shrek drew a one-on-one solo battle. Xu Sanshi went first and took to the stage with gusto, managing a one-versus-three victory after which the opposing team conceded right away. Below the stage, Du Qianjue could only comment on how spectacular the display was.
Xu Sanshi was truly talented, shamelessly dominating the stage. Even Du Qianjue found himself wanting a soul skill like Xu's for swapping positions.
After Shrek's match, the rest of the day's competitions were less interesting.
The next day, it was Diao Academy's turn to compete, facing off against the Fengyu Soul Master Academy from the Heaven's Soul Empire.
When it comes to soul guidance technology, the three empires of the Douluo continent were not well versed, but Shrek was completely surpassed by the sun and moon on this front. It was evident how the other academies compared in terms of soul guidance ability. It's hard to say they were knocked down easily, but they were definitely weak.
Wei Na rose to draw for the match against Fengyu Soul Master Academy's team captain. The captain's legs trembled upon facing Wei Na; his academy was also from the Heaven's Soul Empire, but it was a small fry compared to the royal Diao Academy, naturally suppressed by lineage.
Moreover, which academy didn't know that Diao Academy's Du Qianjue was a Soul Saint?
When the team captain from Fengyu learned their first match-up was against Diao Academy, he almost spat blood, overwhelmed by the terrible luck. Out of the other sixty-six teams, they had to draw Diao Academy, visibly the strongest and indeed the strongest team.
Was it good luck or bad? All the Fengyu captain hoped for was a team battle — not to win, but to end the fight quickly and lessen the torture.
Indeed, as if his prayers were answered, they drew a team battle.
"Your Highness, considering we're all from Heaven's Soul, could you please go easy on us?" the captain of Fengyu asked with a wry smile after the draw. He was nobility too and recognized Wei Na, the prince of the Heaven's Soul Empire.
In the original story, Heaven's Soul didn't have much presence, and even the emperor's name was never mentioned, creating the illusion that Wei Na was not well-known in Heaven's Soul. In reality, Wei Na was quite famous there.
"Of course," Wei Na nodded with a smile, putting the Fengyu captain at ease.
"Draw is set, team battle," Wei Na announced as he returned to the Diao team, clapping his hands. "Du Junior, are you up for it?"
"Yeah, count me in," Du Qianjue nodded. These past few days had been unbearably boring for him; he missed the days when he could just hang out with Xue Linglong at the hotel.
"All right, then. The team will be Du Junior, Qianqian, Zhao Jian, plus four from the reserve team. Any issues?" Wei Na looked towards Ou Yangqian and Zhao Jian.
"No problem," they both nodded. They knew the level of Fengyu's team; the captain was the only Soul King, and with Diao fielding a nuclear bomb and two Soul Kings, they could win blindfolded.
"It's just a walk in the park then. Let's go," Du Qianjue said, leading the way to the stage.
The seven members of Fengyu also appeared in the entrance tunnel, facing the Diao team across the arena.
Du Qianjue stood at the forefront, hands in pockets, with the rest posing coolly behind him.
"Captain, are they really from Diao? They look more like a soul master gang," a slightly overweight member of Fengyu murmured, sweating.
The Fengyu captain twitched at the comment.
"Let's hope the lords from Diao go easy on us," a female support member prayed with her hands together, setting a precedent that was quickly followed by the other five members.
The captain of Fengyu was exasperated.
Du Qianjue almost laughed out loud.
"Am I really that scary?" Du Qianjue´s voice, seemingly amused yet chilling, echoed in the ears of the Fengyu team, startling them.
Using spiritual transmission, an effortless task for Du Qianjue with his nearly tangible spiritual realm, was a simple feat.
The members of Fengyu nearly cried. Did he not realize how terrifying he was with those seven dreadful soul rings?
"Teams, announce your names!" the referee shouted.
" Diao Academy, Du Qianjue, pleased to meet you," Du Qianjue extended his hand.
"Not at all, not at all, Fengyu Advanced Soul Master Academy, Feng Yan," Feng Yan quickly bowed in response.
Seeing how accommodating the other side was, Du Qianjue also decided to go easy on them in the upcoming battle.
As both sides were ready, the referee swung down his arm.
"Match begin!"
" Diao academy!"
"Du Qianjue!!"
"We want to see the hundred-thousand-year soul rings!"
" Diao is unbeatable! Crush them!"
The shouts from the stands were deafening; the majority were there for Du Qianjue, eager to witness the power of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring. Ordinary soul masters could only dream of such soul rings, let alone possess them.
Understanding what the audience wanted, Du Qianjue naturally released his martial soul, with seven soul rings rising from beneath his feet.
"Boom—"
Du Qianjue´s soul rings, stemming from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and irrigated by the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, had transformed his fifty-thousand-year Dark Demon Evil God Tiger soul rings into two-hundred-thousand-year beast soul rings.
The formidable presence of a two-hundred-thousand-year soul ring, even without full release, made the seven members of Fengyu turn pale from its oppressive aura.
Seeing the opponent struggling just from the aura of his soul rings, Du Qianjue felt a bit bored again. Dominating was fun, but it left a void afterward.
The third soul ring on his body lit up, gathering a dense wind element around him.
"Third soul skill, Avatar of Wind."
A breeze passed by, and behind Du Qianjue, several translucent green figures appeared, each bearing his likeness and wielding swords made of wind elements.
"Whoosh—"
"Whoosh—"
The seven avatars turned into streaks of light, instantly appearing before the seven Fengyu team members. Before they could react, each avatar struck with a fist.
Using a sword might accidentally kill someone, given the two-hundred-thousand-year soul rings. The Fengyu team might not withstand it, so fists were safer.
"Thump! Thump! Thump..."
Punch after punch, the seven members were simultaneously knocked off the stage, ending the match.
Rampage!
(End of Chapter)