Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

Chapter 602 Against the Battle Spirit
This match was particularly eye-catching, with the host of the tournament, Douling Royal Academy, on one side and the rising star of the mainland, Mingdou Academy, on the other. Before the players even took the stage, the audience's emotions had already been stirred up by the referee.

After the referee announced the team names, the players from both sides took to the stage one by one from both sides. Xue Lan, the captain of the Dou Ling team, strode ahead, smiling and waving to the audience as she entered the arena, making quite a show of it.

However, the audience did not feel that he was showing off; instead, they chanted his name, which shows that the prince was very popular with the people.

The audience watching this match was not only around the square, but also on the imperial city walls.

At this moment, the powerful and influential Emperor Xue Lingzhao was sitting with several elders, enjoying the upcoming match.

The two people who could be treated with such respect by the ruler of a country were Tianyang Douluo, the guardian Douluo of the Douling Kingdom, and Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy.

Besides these three, there was also an old man with disheveled white hair, holding a gourd of wine; that was Elder Xuan.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xue Lan.

Yan Shaozhe couldn't help but praise, "Congratulations to His Majesty for having such a worthy successor. Princess Xuelan is young and promising. Such talent is outstanding even at Shrek Academy."

Xue Lingzhao sighed regretfully: "Thank you for your praise, Dean Yan. To be honest, I once thought of sending Lan'er to Shrek Academy for further studies, but after much consideration, I decided to leave him in the capital. It is a great pity."

Yan Shaozhe immediately shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, Shrek Academy doesn't only offer one opportunity to enroll. As long as one passes the inner academy's special assessment, even non-Shrek disciples can enter the inner academy. I believe this will be no difficult task for Princess Xuelan."

Both the Douling Empire and Shrek Academy sought to maintain and expand their influence through each other, and their resource exchanges had already taken place multiple times. This time, the entire Douling team's trip to the Star Dou Great Forest for training and spirit ring hunting was aided by Shrek Academy.

Tianyang Douluo did not participate in their conversation, but glanced at the direction of the Mingdou team and said, "Mingdou has sent out many new faces in this match, they should be their main force."

These words immediately caught the attention of Elder Xuan and Yan Shaozhe. The two carefully observed the Ming Dou team members and nodded slightly.

One of the purposes of the lengthy competition format has finally been realized: no matter how much Mingdou Academy tries to hide its strength, the substitute players still need time to recover, and even if their soul power recovers, their energy will be exhausted.

Moreover, facing a formidable opponent like the Royal Academy of Fighting Spirits, they have no choice but to take it seriously. Even if deliberately losing the match wouldn't affect their advancement, it would severely damage the academy's reputation.

Yan Shaozhe carefully observed all of Mingdou Academy's matches so far and had a basic grasp of the abilities of the players who had already appeared. This time, five completely new faces were sent out, so it could be basically determined that these were the main force of Mingdou.

The fact that two senior figures from Shrek Academy went to such lengths to ensure victory in this competition shows how meticulous they were.

But one young face surprised Yan Shaozhe greatly – it was Qianfeng.

Compared to the other team members, he looked far too young, not at all like a senior, but more like a freshman.

"Does he have some kind of secret weapon?"

A thought flashed through Yan Shaozhe's mind: the young man in front of him, whose age did not match that of the competition, reminded him of Huo Yuhao back then.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that there seemed to be something special about this young player.

Both teams stood on opposite sides of the arena, and the referee in the center announced loudly: "As agreed by both sides, the first match will be an individual contest, with the winner retaining their title. The second match will be a team competition."

"Both teams are urged to participate actively and refrain from passive fighting, faking injuries, or other behaviors that violate the spirit of Soul Master competition. Any violation will result in the immediate disqualification of the corresponding team member from this competition."

"Please have the first player from each side enter the arena." On the Douling side, Xue Lan wasn't the first to go; instead, a red-haired youth led the charge. He was quite strong, also at the Soul King level, and was chosen as the first player to test the Ming Dou team's fighting style.

Xue Lan reminded them from the sidelines, "Be careful. Today should be their main force. Stay cautious and don't blindly trust the intelligence we've gathered before."

Once on the field, as the team captain, he becomes the core of the team, taking full charge of tactical arrangements.

The red-haired youth nodded solemnly, scrutinizing the Ming Dou team member fifty meters away with a serious gaze. Compared to his own robust physique, the other party was not strong; he was clearly a Soul Master.

The referee glanced at the two men and said, "Both sides state their names."

The red-haired youth called out loudly, "Yan Xiang."

The Ming Dou team member responded: "Zhou Wu."

The referee nodded, raised his right arm and then swung it down decisively without any hesitation: "The match begins."

The moment he swung his right hand down, the red-haired youth named Yan Xiang possessed his martial spirit, five spirit rings suddenly appearing behind him, and at the same time, his second spirit ring flashed. His red hair began to shake, transforming into the mane of a lion, accompanied by a deep roar, and he was launched like a fireball, raising the temperature of the surrounding area as well.

Yan Xiang's martial soul was the Flame Lion. He didn't underestimate his opponent and quickly closed the distance from the start, preventing this Soul Master from gaining a distance advantage. At the same time, he kept a close eye on his opponent's movements, ready to dodge any possible shots.

Fifty meters is just a matter of seconds for this offensive Soul King to react.

But Zhou Wu remained calm. With a flick of his right hand, a strange metal figure, about two meters tall, appeared beside him.

"What kind of soul tool is this?" Yan Xiang was prepared to dodge attacks at any time as he advanced, but he didn't understand what kind of soul tool the other party was using.

Zhou Wu did not rush to use the soul tool. Instead, he calmly raised his right hand, put a thin metal rod into his mouth, took a breath, and then opened his body to fit into the metal man.

A bright white light suddenly emanated from the joints of the metal body surface, and then the parts began to flip, emitting a crisp and sharp metallic scraping sound, before enveloping Zhou Wu's entire body.

Suddenly, the metal man's head stopped, its eyes flashed white light, and it stared at Yan Xiang, who was attacking it.

Yan Xiang, who was sprinting, could not see his opponent's expression, but he sensed a strong sense of danger in those gleaming eyes.

boom--

Without warning, the metal man raised his right hand and shot out a soul-guided ray containing energy from his palm, which collided head-on with Yan Xiang who was rushing towards him.

Yan Xiang's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly turned to the side, successfully dodging the ray. But before he could adjust his body, several more white rays attacked him.

Yan Shaozhe, standing on the imperial city wall, was dumbfounded: "This...this could be the...humanoid soul tool that Lin'er and Qian Duoduo were talking about?"

boom--

Several beams of light struck the floor, raising dust and obscuring the view of the field, leaving no clue as to Yan Xiang's condition.

Off the field, in the rest area of ​​Sun Moon Academy, Xiao Hongchen couldn't help but complain loudly, "Why did Huo Yuhao make them show their humanoid soul tool at this time?"