Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

The atmosphere in the preparation area for the Soul Master Competition was already extremely tense.

In the Sun and Moon team's camp, Jing Hongchen's gaze swept over the team members beside him, finally settling on Jin Tianming. Without the slightest hesitation, he handed over the decision-making authority for this chaotic battle: "Tianming, the battle arrangements for this time are entirely up to you."

Jin Tianming had anticipated this, and showed no surprise as he calmly accepted the authority.

He turned around, his gaze slowly sweeping over the other members of the Sun and Moon team, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable power: "I will personally go into battle. As for the remaining six spots, you can discuss and choose among yourselves."

I am well aware that this dense forest battlefield is indeed a natural disadvantage for our team, which relies on soul tools.

He paused, his eyes sharpening slightly: "But the growth of a Soul Master is never smooth sailing. People always have to go through trials and tribulations. Escaping will never solve any problems."

"Instead of fearing disadvantages, it's better to take a gamble."

After saying this, Jin Tianming said no more and turned to walk steadily off the stage.

His gaze swept across the battlefield below like a hawk's, and in just a moment, he saw through the many tricks and schemes that Wen Yu of the Star Luo team had hidden.

"Are they all so eager to beat me?" Jin Tianming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, forming a confident and disdainful arc.

His gaze slowly shifted towards the direction of the Heavenly Soul Team, and he happened to meet the eyes of Raize, the core player of the Heavenly Soul Team.

The moment their eyes met, without a word, Jin Tianming had already concluded that in this battle, he would most likely be besieged by the combined forces of the other party's three dragon souls.

Even knowing the dangers ahead, he maintained a calm and composed expression, though a barely perceptible hint of excitement flickered deep in his eyes.

On the other side, in the Shrek team's camp, Mo Yan was standing among his teammates, preparing to assign combat tasks with a serious expression.

Just then, a slightly effeminate voice, tinged with urgency, suddenly came from the side, interrupting her: "Senior Mo Yan, wait a minute! Please let me participate in this free-for-all!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a blue-haired man walking slowly towards them. He was slender and had a hint of effeminate mannerisms in his eyes.

The person who arrived was Tang San. Originally, he had no intention of participating in this Soul Master Competition, but just now, while preparing to scout the battlefield, he keenly sensed another familiar Blue Silver Emperor aura.

This discovery both surprised and delighted him, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably: as long as he could follow this aura to find the Blue Silver Emperor and devour and fuse with it, he could successfully break through the bottleneck and obtain the coveted 100,000-year sixth soul ring!
At that time, he will be able to completely wash away the humiliation he suffered at the hands of Dugu Luo a few days ago and regain his prestige.

As expected, after the worst comes the best; there's always a way out!

Mo Yan looked the blue-haired man up and down, his brows furrowing slightly, his face full of doubt.

The face looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't recall ever knowing someone with such a strange and "perverted" aura, especially his effeminate demeanor, which made her very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister Mo Yan?" Tang San felt a little awkward when he saw that she was not speaking for a long time and that there was obvious doubt in her eyes. He quickly stepped forward and asked.

"Who are you?" Mo Yan finally spoke, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

"I'm Tang San, Senior Sister Mo Yan." Tang San hurriedly introduced himself, his tone anxious, afraid that Mo Yan wouldn't recognize him and would refuse his request to participate in the competition.

"Tang San?" Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, then he retorted without any politeness, "How did you become such a sissy? Just like the records I saw in ancient books, the Chrysanthemum Douluo from ten thousand years ago seemed to have the same effeminate character as you."

The Tang San in front of me had excessively fair skin, charming eyes and eyebrows, and was neither male nor female, looking exactly like a transvestite.

If the other person hadn't given their name, she wouldn't have recognized them at first glance.

"..." Upon hearing this merciless rebuke, Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the anger in his heart nearly erupted like a volcano.

His androgynous appearance was entirely the work of Dugu Luo, Mo Yan's subordinate!

If that woman hadn't used such insidious means to plot against him, how could he have ended up in such a sorry state? He wanted to confront her on the spot, but reason held him back—he had to secure his qualification for the competition first, and finding the Blue Silver Emperor was the most important thing.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging emotions, and casually made up an excuse: "Senior Sister Mo Yan, this is a normal physical change that comes with my martial soul evolving into the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline. I hope you can understand."

"Your martial soul evolution is really freakish." Mo Yan curled his lips, obviously not completely believing what he said, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded and readily agreed, "Alright, then you can join."

She had already made her plans.

At this moment, Zhang Lexuan quietly walked to Mo Yan's side and whispered a reminder: "Mo Yan, are you just going to let him participate like this? His intentions are too obvious, he definitely doesn't have good intentions."

"I know." Mo Yan leaned against the railing, his tone languid, his expression still calm and unwavering.

"Then why are you still..." Zhang Lexuan looked at her nonchalant appearance and became even more suspicious. She tentatively asked, "Could it be that you've dug a pit for him to fall into?"

Mo Yan raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. Instead of answering directly, he asked, "What do you think?"

Soon, all the teams from various colleges finalized their lineups and, led by their captains, stepped off the stage one after another, preparing to enter the vast, dense forest battlefield.

This battle environment, completely covered by dense forest, was not only the first time any of the participating students had ever seen it, but also an unprecedented setup since the inception of the Soul Master Competition.

However, for those Soul Masters with Flame Martial Souls, this is undoubtedly their natural home ground. Many Flame-type Soul Masters have already begun to circulate their Soul Power, eager to make a big splash.

After the members of the Star Luo team stepped off the stage, Wen Yu stood at the front of the group and calmly instructed, "Just do whatever you want, but be careful to protect yourselves."

"Sister Yu, what about you?" Tian Shuqiu blinked curiously and stepped forward to ask.

"Me?" Wen Yu slowly turned around, her gaze sweeping over the crowd and landing precisely on Mo Yan and Jin Tianming, her eyes filled with a confident air of control. "Naturally, I'll go and help you stop those truly powerful enemies."

"Otherwise, with your strength, you won't last long in this chaotic battle."

Just as all the trainees were standing on the edge of the battlefield, curiously looking at the huge forest and pondering how to proceed, the ground beneath their feet suddenly began to shake violently!
With a muffled boom, countless thick vines, as thick as buckets, burst forth from the earth, spreading rapidly in all directions with a whooshing sound.

These vines seemed to possess their own consciousness, twisting and turning flexibly as they swiftly reached out to grab the trainees from each team.

Many trainees were caught off guard and instantly became tightly entangled in the vines. No matter how much they struggled, they could not break free and could only watch helplessly as they were dragged out of the battlefield and eliminated.

A series of gasps and angry roars of resentment erupted from the scene.

This bizarre turn of events stunned all the surviving trainees. After recovering from their shock, they angrily turned to the referee's table and shouted, "Referee! What does this mean?! Why are vines attacking us? This wasn't in the pre-match rules!"

On the referee's stand, the Healer Douluo Wang Xian'er still had a gentle smile on her face. She slowly began to explain, her tone casual with a hint of feigned apology: "Oh dear, look at my senile memory, I forgot to tell you."

"Anything caught by these vines and thrown out will be automatically eliminated."

This nonchalant explanation completely ignited the students' anger. Everyone felt they had been played and wanted to rush up and argue with them.

But the vines gave them no chance, sweeping in again with an even more ferocious attack than before.

Seeing this, the students could only suppress their anger for the time being and unleash their martial spirits and soul skills to frantically dodge the vines' pursuit, while quickly searching for opportunities to survive and counterattack amidst the chaos.

A chaotic battle full of surprises and dangers has officially begun.

...(End of chapter)