Traveling into Douluo and becoming the assistant king, leading his fans to rebel

"Blood Wolf, Ye Wuqing."

"Di Xinglin, Mu Beibei."

Zhengtian Academy sent out Captain Ye Wuqing and a Soul Sect directly to win. It seemed that they wanted to lock in the victory. Ye Wuqing looked calm at this time, with cold eyes, as if he didn't take Di Xinglin and Mu Beibei seriously, but his mind would change soon.

"Game start!"

As the referee's voice fell, the blood wolf roared wildly, exerted force on his feet, and rushed forward like a gust of wind. While charging, his body began to change dramatically. The silver-gray hair grew wildly, and the muscles and bones of his whole body were growing at an alarming speed. The biggest change was in his head, with a protruding mouth and exposed fangs. His legs became particularly strong, and his hands turned into claws. The first soul ring on his body was already flashing.

Mu Beibei also felt like thunder all over his body, and he faced the Blood Wolf without showing any sign of being outdone.

Countless golden leaves appeared around Ye Wuqing, and his first, second, and third soul skills were released at the same time. Leaf blades, leaf rings, and leaf formations appeared one after another.

"A mere trifle." Di Xinglin snorted coldly, possessed by the golden dragon spirit, and then rushed towards Ye Wuqing. All the golden leaves along the way were smashed into pieces by Di Xinglin's slap, and approaching Ye Wuqing was as easy as entering an empty space. Ye Wuqing looked grim, and manipulated the golden leaves to gather in front of him.

"Golden dragon body, golden dragon fist!"

The huge golden fist attacked Ye Wuqing without reservation. Ye Wuqing had no choice but to light up his black soul ring and release the Golden Leaf Dance. The golden leaves flew like falling snow and melted like iron filings when meeting the golden dragon fist.

On the other side, Blood Wolf was also suppressed by Mu Beibei. With Di Xinglin present in the battle, Mu Beibei's combat power was directly increased by 20%. Even if he used the Holy Dragon of Light mode, the duration and power could be further increased. This is the resonance of the dragon clan.

"Thunderous wrath! Thunderous force!"

Blue-purple lightning spread outward like ripples, and the blood wolf's fur made a crackling sound, and the originally red fur became a little burnt.

"Damn it, my Golden Leaf was completely restrained by him. The situation on the Blood Wolf side is not optimistic either." Ye Wuqing's face was solemn. Di Xinglin was already close to him. Looking at the dragon claws whistling towards him, Ye Wuqing was forced to release his last soul skill.

"Golden Left Hand!"

"Ah!" Even though Ye Wuqing used his golden left hand to block, he was still knocked back three meters, and even his arm had deep blood marks.

As the supreme gold-type martial spirit, Golden Dragon makes everyone kneel down to Emperor Xinglin, no matter if you are Golden Leaf or Golden Flower. Emperor Xinglin himself has the strength of a high-level soul king, and beating the restrained Ye Wuqing is like playing.

"It's time to end it." Di Xinglin rubbed his shoulders and said expressionlessly to Ye Wuqing, who looked a little embarrassed. Mu Beibei received the signal and thunder began to crackle all over his body.

"Thunder Dragon Head!"

"Dark Gold Terrorclaw!"

The huge dragon head charged first, and a violent thunderstorm swept the entire half of the court. Ye Wuqing and Xuelang felt their bodies numb. Then, Di Xinglin used his special skill of the external soul bone for the first time—the dark gold claws! The already ferocious dragon claws became even bigger, and were covered with a dark golden light. The sharp claws roared as if they were tearing through time and space. Ye Wuqing and Xuelang had no power to resist and were rescued by the referee.

"The second game, the winner is Shrek."

"Beibei is pretty good. She's also clinging to the goodwill of Di Xinglin's junior brother." Xu Sanshi said in a mean way as soon as Di Xinglin Mu Beibei came off the stage.

"Go away. You might be carried away by junior sister Ning Ling later." Mu Beibei said speechlessly.

"Well done." Ning Ling winked at Di Xinglin, who nodded slightly and said coolly, "No big deal."

"The third match is on standby, both players are on the field." The referee's voice came, Ning Ling stood up and said, "Let's go, Yuhao, Senior Sanshi, go and end this."

In fact, if it wasn't for training Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao and giving them more practical experience, Ning Ling would have ended the battle with two consecutive trump cards. She, Di Xinglin, and Yu Hao, any one of them could change the situation. However, there are still gains from doing this, at least Wang Dong will know to protect the back row next time.

"Ning Ling, Huo Yuhao, Xu Sanshi."

"Tang Xiaolei, Shangguan Can, Yan'er."

"Game start!"

Several people were possessed by their martial spirits. Yan'er stepped on a huge fireball with a diameter of half a meter. Shangguan Can had an ancient bell in his hand. Tang Xiaolei had the purple bow in his hand ready to go.

"Spiritual detection, spiritual sharing." Huo Yuhao's eyes shone. Xu Sanshi held the Black Tortoise Shield in front of Ning Ling and the others. Water flowed beside Ning Ling, and a terrifying pressure was released.

A blood-red soul ring emerged, and the evolved Tianchi Poseidon appeared in the public eye for the first time.

"Big Fireball! A prairie fire!"

The soul master named Yan'er released his first and fourth soul skills in succession, and a huge fireball actually merged into Tang Xiaolei's purple bow.

A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a yellow arrow carrying a blazing fire approached Ning Ling and the others in an instant.

"How dare a mere withered branch and ember compete with the ocean for glory!"

A disdainful voice came out of Ning Ling's mouth. Ning Ling wore a blue-gold crown on her head, her white hair moved without wind, and water followed her every move, as if she was the king of water.

"The true dragon is here, the water guards and blesses you!"

After the evolution of Ning Ling's martial soul, the True Dragon Hanxie can still improve the quality of water attributes, but it has not reached the quality of a god-level martial soul. It can be regarded as half-step divine water. At this time, the blue-gold water curtain blocked in front of Ning Ling and the other two. The yellow arrow hit it and merged into the water curtain like a stone falling into the sea and disappeared silently.

"Soul-shaking, soul-destroying, soul-piercing!"

Shangguan Can used all his strength to activate his martial soul, and strange bell sounds were heard. Sensing the fluctuation of mental power, Huo Yuhao snorted coldly. When it comes to mental power, he is the ancestor!

Soul impact!

Shangguan Canxiang fell to the ground as if he was hit by a bullet, and his martial soul's soul-capturing bell turned dim and dull, obviously he had suffered a severe backlash.

"Xuanming Exchange!" At the same time, Xu Sanshi's fourth soul ring lit up. With the extraordinary assistance of Huo Yuhao's spiritual detection, the next second Tang Xiaolei appeared in front of Ning Ling and Huo Yuhao with a confused look on his face.

What will happen if a shooter is approached by the Six Gods Mage? Tang Xiaolei tells us from personal experience that he will die miserably.

Ning Ling and Huo Yuhao held hands, and a stream of extremely cold blue-gold water froze Tang Xiaolei into an ice stick before he could react.

Xu Sanshi switched to the other side and simply used the Xuanming Power plus the Xuanming Shock to knock Yan'er unconscious with his elbow.

At this point, Shrek won. Except for the first game, the Shrek team could basically be said to be at ease and won the victory effortlessly. No one knew how many cards they had left, but everyone knew that they were Shrek, the invincible Shrek for ten thousand years!

In the stands, Xiao Hongchen had a grim look on his face. The fighting power of the Shrek people had far exceeded his imagination. Even someone as proud as him had to admit that if they fought according to the rules, the probability of them winning was very low, or even zero.

"Hey, Ma Rulong, what's the situation with Mr. Ma?" Xiao Hongchen said to Ma Rulong, who also had a serious expression on his face.

"The teacher's soul power has regressed two levels, and his mental state is also very bad. However, he has successfully produced more than ten [Magic Pills], which should be enough for us to use in the finals." Ma Rulong spoke, and Xiao Hongchen's brows smoothed a little when he heard it.

"We must win this time." Xiao Hongchen looked in the direction of Ning Ling's team and said gritting his teeth.