Douluo: Peerless Light

Beibei roared with a wild laugh and stamped his right foot down suddenly.

As the body rushed forward, the thunder field surged and faded instantly.

Ye Qingqing, who was covered in it, was surrounded by golden lightning, and his whole body was paralyzed and unable to move.

Just after Beibei roared, Qian Chaoguang slashed out with a sharp knife and suddenly retreated.

Under the cover of the light of extreme ice, he directly activated a soul shield, and the sharp knife intent continued to gather on the bright light knife.

Brilliant silver light also emanated from the soul shield, as three level four milk bottles injected energy into Qian Chaoguang's body at the same time.

Behind, the super-charged cannon turned incandescent in an instant, and an indescribable feeling of terror permeated the entire competition stage.

The one hundred and eight soul masters in charge of the protective shield almost subconsciously mobilized their soul power with all their strength and injected it into the metal pillar in front. The color of the spiritual protective shield changed to dark yellow.

Yu Mengdi, who was forced back by the sword, also felt that something was wrong and activated his fourth soul skill again.

A magnificent white light appeared on the competition stage.

It was not a beam of light, but a white ball of light.

The moment it was launched, a cross star was marked on Ye Wuqing's body.

But he himself could no longer pay attention to these issues.

Under Beibei's full force, Leiyu restricted him so that he could not move.

When the white ball of light flew out from the concentrated soul cannon, the entire competition stage was strangely distorted.

To the outside audience, the situation on the competition stage seemed to have become blurry in an instant, and everything became distorted, distorted, and gathered into a crooked picture.

Everyone on the stage felt as if the space was about to burst. Even their bodies were distorting, and they were too uncomfortable to express in words.

The white ball of light kept enlarging in Ye Wuqing's eyes, but he had no choice but to be anxious.

Beibei came directly behind him, and used himself to forcibly increase the mine field regardless of the cost, in order to completely lock Ye Qingqing.

The referee, who arrived early, couldn't help it.

With a roar, the referee, who had eight soul rings, two yellow, three purple, and three black, surged in speed, and his seventh soul ring shone brightly.

With a deep roar, a body as huge as a mountain flew out laterally, blocking Beibei and Ye Wuqing.

It was a giant mammoth whose whole body was covered in diamond-like luster.

Diamond Mammoth, the inherited martial spirit of the Elephant Armor Sect thousands of years ago.

The faint light of the soul ring rose from the diamond mammoth's body, and the bright light turned into a light curtain, colliding with the light ball of the concentrated soul cannon.

Under Beibei and Qian Chaoguang's frantic bid for time, the Concentrated Soul Cannon, a war weapon that should have shone brightly on the battlefield, finally revealed its terror.

A deafening explosion sounded on the Diamond Mammoth's body, and the dark yellow protective shield around the competition stage turned golden yellow.

The faces of the one hundred and eight soul masters were a little solemn.

The light that lasted for several seconds on the competition stage gradually faded away, and the Diamond Mammoth's body was gradually revealed.

The Contra-level Diamond Mammoth Avatar will not be breached by the concentrated soul cannon when it uses soul skills.

But the competition stage couldn't hold it any longer.

A huge fan-shaped destruction surface appeared on the competition stage in front of him, and the farthest width of the destruction was more than forty meters.

The depth gradually increases from far to near.

In front of the referee, even the Xingluo Plaza itself under the competition stage was partially destroyed.

The bright diamond luster faded, and the referee who withdrew his martial spirit body glanced at the competition stage that was once again damaged a lot, and then looked back at the two people behind him who were still frightened.

"I blocked this attack for you, and you have been eliminated."

As he said that, he pointed to Shangguan Can in the distance, who was barely hanging on the competition stage.

"Take your teammate away, he's out too, and the rest of the guys keep playing."

The muscles on Ye Wuqing's face twitched, and he felt as frustrated as he could.

He had already lost before he even released his fifth most powerful soul skill.

He was defeated by two Soul Sects!

But no matter what, he still said respectfully: "Thank you for your life-saving grace."

Beibei also bowed, with an extremely bright smile on his face.

Their plan succeeded.

Originally, in the original plan, Beibei needed to withdraw in time and help Qian Chaoguang block Yu Mengdi for about a minute again.

This is quite dangerous.

If Beibei retreats and lacks the referee's obstruction, the risk he will bear is too great.

In the first ten seconds before He Caitou opened fire, Qian Chaoguang rejected this extremely dangerous plan and informed the two of the new plan with his spiritual consciousness.

Now, it's time for implementation.

In the distance, He Caitou's dark face was a little pale.

He had put away the concentrated soul cannon and was shivering while smoking the cigar he had prepared in advance.

The whole body's soul power was empty, and a lot of physical strength was also consumed.

The tall and strong He Caitou is just a stronger ordinary person now that he is stretched to death.

Although he has not been knocked out by the aftermath of the explosion, it is difficult for him to play any role in this battle.

Wow.

A pile of gravel slid down, revealing Yu Mengdi among them.

This is the only viable force left in Zhengtian College.

But her current condition is not very good.

Unlike Qian Chaoguang who activated the soul shield in advance and hid in the direction of activation, Yu Mengdi suffered a lot of aftermath on the side.

The wings of the holy angel were damaged and charred, and many feathers had fallen off. It looked like a chicken that had just been kicked out of the henhouse.

The disheveled Yu Mengdi looked around the stage. Qian Chaoguang, who had put away all the soul guides, was standing in the distance with a knife, exuding the power of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

There was still no soul ring released under his feet.

On the Mingguang Sword, the three-fold oscillating light blade formed by nine layers of sword light is constantly sounding.

The escaping sword energy that surged around from time to time cut tiny holes on the ground of the arena one after another.

Between the explosion and the referee's inspection, more than forty seconds have passed.

Qian Chaoguang's preparation is almost complete.

"Give you a chance, one move will determine the outcome."

A faint voice sounded in Yu Mengdi's ears, bringing her still buzzing consciousness back to the playing field.

"you!"

Yu Mengdi, who was still in a daze, exploded when he heard such provocative words.

The grievances of being suppressed and beaten earlier, the grief and anger of being affected by the aftermath of the explosion, and the resentment that one's own side was about to lose the game all came flooding back.

As the wings flutter forward, the sacred brilliance once again shines on the broken stage.

The two sacred swords were raised high above his head, and the third soul ring on Yu Mengdi's body lit up, and golden flames rose rapidly.

(ps: Today is my mother’s birthday, and it’s also the first anniversary since I officially started writing the book, so I’ll add another chapter, and that’s it. If you vote for additional chapters, I’ll send them out in advance. I know my brothers will vote for them, right?)