Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 101 Tang Wulin is defeated, Tang San makes a move, and Wu Changkong is in a panic.

"It's over."

Inside the stadium where the junior group was located, Xie Xie kept wailing, and Xu Xiaoyan also sighed repeatedly.

Tang Wulin looked solemn, but there was nothing he could do.

Wu Changkong remained calm: "Go, win or lose, at least show your spirit."

"Yes."

Tang Wulin's eyes hardened again as he strode towards a small competition stage that had been designated.

On the same competition stage, a stunningly beautiful young woman with alluring features stared expressionlessly at Tang Wulin, who stood opposite her.

It was none other than Yuan En Ye Hui.

Yes, in the second round of the junior group individual competition, Tang Wulin had excellent luck and drew Yuanen Yehui.

The referee, with a cultivation level of seven rings, stood between the two. The audience, attracted by Yuan Enhui's good looks and unique appearance after being possessed by his martial soul, was quite numerous. Under this pressure, Tang Wulin felt immense pressure.

He took a deep breath, looked directly at Yuan En Yehui, and a burning flame ignited in his eyes.

"Both sides, get ready." Without further ado, the referee, after confirming that both sides were in position, immediately announced, "The match begins!"

call out.

Knowing that his cultivation was weaker than his opponent's, Tang Wulin planned a strategy to wait for the enemy, and two purple soul rings rose from his body.

Thick blue-silver vines surged from the palm of his right hand, swaying as if they were alive. At first glance, they might even be mistaken for pythons.

At the same time, the first layer of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline was activated, and faint golden scale-like patterns appeared on his skin.

He had just released his martial spirit and the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King when he suddenly heard a deafening roar. His pupils contracted sharply, and what appeared in his field of vision was a giant ape that was nearly four meters tall.

Its brown fur gleamed with a deep sheen in the sunlight, its muscles bulged like steel, and its roar sent waves of sound crashing across the arena, making everyone intimidated before the battle even began.

thump.

With a sudden stomp that shattered the ground, Yuanen Yehui charged towards Tang Wulin at incredible speed. His fist, the size of a washbasin, carried a terrifying force, tearing through the air as it slammed into Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin hurriedly dodged, but only managed to avoid it, and his face felt a stinging sensation as if it had been cut by the strong wind.

Then he watched as the fist shattered the floor, leaving behind a devastated, cracked landscape.

Yuan Enhui's speed was more astonishing than many people imagined. Just as Tang Wulin dodged to the side, the giant ape twisted its waist to the side and swung its arm backward in the opposite direction.

At the critical moment, the Blue Silver Grass, which had been planted in advance, came in very handy. A large number of vines quietly sprouted from the ground and held tightly to the arm that was swinging towards them.

Tang Wulin was now less than thirty centimeters away from him. If he had been even a little slower, he, who was not particularly good at speed, would have been hit violently.

Shhhhhh.

The fluctuations of soul power emanating from Tang Wulin became increasingly intense.

More blue silver grass sprouted from the ground, binding the giant ape like a packaged delivery. Tang Wulin even had a knack for targeting the body's power points.

The first soul skill was used, and the second soul skill was used without delay. More sharp-leaved Blue Silver Grass emerged, attempting to pierce the giant ape's skin and paralyze it.

However, Tang Wulin's expression quickly changed. As the controller of his martial soul and soul skills, he could clearly feel that the Blue Silver Grass leaves were like hitting a steel plate, unable to penetrate the skin, let alone pierce the muscle to inject paralyzing toxins.

"Roar."

Ignoring the slight stinging pain, Yuanen Yehui immediately roared, her first spirit ring lit up, and a deep aura emanated from her massive body. Primarily dark yellow, it seemed as if an invisible force from the earth was supporting her.

First Soul Skill: Titan's Power.

The two fists broke free from their restraints and clashed together violently. The explosive shockwave instantly tore apart all the Blue Silver Grass on their bodies, sending grass clippings flying everywhere.

His deep eyes fixed on his target, and before Tang Wulin could react, he delivered a swift and decisive punch.

Tang Wulin was troubled by the weakness of his martial soul. Otherwise, his original plan was to entangle the enemy and then finish them off with the Golden Dragon Claw. Even if he couldn't win in one blow, he could still injure the opponent and then move around.

Yuan Enhui was, after all, a three-ring Soul Master.

But things have developed to this point, and the situation is out of his control. Only by forcibly activating the Golden Dragon Claw can he turn the tide.

As the Blue Silver Grass was torn apart, Tang Wulin's blood and energy seemed to be ignited, becoming incredibly active and intense. His right hand emitted a brilliant golden light, transforming into a dragon claw covered in thick golden dragon scales under the astonished gazes of many viewers.

With a purple glint in his eyes, he spotted the enormous fist. Choosing a suitable angle for a collision, Tang Wulin exerted force with his right arm and thrust out a claw.

The special effects shattering was the key to his turn of defeat, although he would most likely have to trade blows for injuries.

Just when things were at their most critical, Yuan Enhui's alarm bells rang, and she instantly unleashed her second soul skill, with a surging aura spreading out from her fist.

The fist and the dragon claw, which should have collided immediately, were forcibly moved to one side.

Tang Wulin's dragon claw landed on empty air, and his expression changed involuntarily.

Just as he was about to make a move, Yuan Enhui was faster. He threw a straight punch with his left arm, and the surrounding aura was clearly condensed. The air was squeezed wildly, and then a nearly transparent air cannon exploded.

Tang Wulin had no time to dodge and could only use his Golden Dragon Claw to block the attack.

With a deafening roar, the air cannon exploded, visibly distorting the surrounding space. Tang Wulin was sent flying, his golden dragon claws tattered and his blood and qi in disarray. Had it not been for the protective patterns on his scales, a single blow would have severely injured him.

Yuan Enhui practiced the strategy of striking while the iron is hot, charging up his right fist, drawing in the surrounding air, compressing it wildly, and then unleashing it like a cannonball.

The air cannon traced a spinning, elusive path through the air, about to strike Tang Wulin.

The referee intervened, seven spirit rings rose from his body, and he grabbed the air cannon, crushing it.

There were healing-type Soul Masters nearby, and as soon as the referee announced the result, they immediately began to heal Tang Wulin.

Yuan Enhui's enormous body returned to its original size, now dressed in combat gear. Her ape-like strength and alluring charm created a striking contrast for the audience.

Cheers erupted continuously.

"You're really lucky."

Having been eliminated, there was no need for them to stay in the rest area. Instead, they sat together in a milk tea shop inside the stadium.

With his right arm hanging limply, Tang Wulin smiled bitterly at Nan Liujing, who had just arrived at the end of the match, and said, "I was hoping to last a few more rounds, but I didn't expect to be defeated so quickly. No wonder everyone says that the Tianhai Alliance is a wasteland for soul masters. The gap is huge."

Nan Liujing glanced at Yuan Enyehui, who was drinking milk tea with a calm expression, and casually asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

Wu Changkong wasn't there; his junior sister Shen Yi from Shrek Academy, who was the leader of the Shrek Academy's junior team, had gone to catch up with him.

Xu Xiaoyan raised her hand and said, "We will stay in Mingdu for a few more days. Teacher Wu's idea is also for us to observe the geniuses outside more."

Xie Xie sighed, "Although we can't participate in the competition, we've still gained a lot of knowledge from watching. At least we're very confident that we can join Shrek Academy in two years."

"Then I wish you all the best in advance." Nan Liujing picked up his fruit tea and said with a smile, "Cheers."

The atmosphere became lively among the young people, and amidst laughter, they raised their drinks and clinked them together.

Even Yuan Enhui, who was used to being alone, was moved.

"I have a question, you...you...uh." Tang Wulin hesitated, looking at Yuanen Yehui, unsure how to address her. To say "you" directly would be too impolite, and "you" would be too...well, too formal.

"Just use normal address," Yuan Enhui said calmly. "Are you asking why I suddenly released an aura to change the direction of our attacks when you attacked?"

Tang Wulin's eyes lit up. "That's right. I've been thinking about this issue since the end of the match. Logically speaking, my Golden Dragon Claw can't match yours in terms of momentum. Under normal circumstances, you could have just attacked with one punch. There was no need to hold back."

"Of course, if it involves any special methods to see through my attack, you don't need to tell me."

Yuan Enhui said calmly, "It's not a special method, but when you made your move, there was a dangerous aura in your claws that you couldn't hide. Otherwise, I would never have used my second soul skill."

“A dangerous aura.” Tang Wulin mused. If he wasn’t mistaken, the other party was probably referring to the shattering effect.

So it turns out this thing can be seen through.

Well!
Suddenly, just as Tang Wulin was about to thank Yuanen Yehui for clearing up his doubts, a scene appeared that surprised everyone.

But Tang Wulin, who was perfectly fine a second ago, turned pale and purple in the next second, and his aura instantly weakened.

It was as if someone had suddenly taken my soul.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Nan Liujing moved with lightning speed, grabbed him, and held his wrist, injecting a wisp of soul power into it, but he couldn't see anything wrong.

"Xie Xie, call Teacher Wu," he said in a deep voice.

Xie Xie frantically pulled out his phone.

Wu Changkong answered quickly: "What's wrong?" His voice was cold.

"Teacher Wu, Wu Lin is in trouble! Please come quickly, we're at the milk tea shop in the stadium," Xie Xie said urgently.

There was no response, and the call wasn't even disconnected; all that could be heard was a faint whooshing sound.

In less than half a minute, Wu Changkong arrived and immediately saw the crowd of onlookers gathered inside the milk tea shop, as well as Xu Xiaoyan crying, Xie Xie with a solemn expression, Nan Liujing with an expressionless face, and Yuan Enyehui.

"Teacher Wu." Xu Xiaoyan spotted a familiar figure in the chattering crowd and called out quickly.

Wu Changkong forcefully pushed through the crowd and came to Nan Liujing's side, looking at Tang Wulin lying on the ground, unconscious.

He also gripped his wrist and released a wisp of soul power to examine it, but still couldn't detect any problems.

"What happened?" he asked Nan Liujing in a deep voice.

Nan Liujing shook his head: "I don't know, Wu Lin suddenly became like this."

Wu Changkong frowned, quickly picked up Tang Wulin, and with a flash, he was about to go find the healing-type Title Douluo of the Federal War God Temple stationed at the Central Stadium.

"What should Xie Xie and I do?" Xu Xiaoyan asked blankly.

Nan Liujing calmly said, "Let's stay here at the stadium for now and wait for news."

Xie Xie clenched his fists, his worry almost tangible. "What's wrong with Wu Lin? He was fine just now."

...

Speeding all the way, even donning two-word battle armor, Wu Changkong frantically made his way to the Central Stadium while attracting the attention of a series of patrol guards.

He had already called Shen Yi on the way to tell him to come over as well.

To put it bluntly, he is now all alone, while Shen Yi, at least, has the identity of the Shrek Academy team leader and has more access to the War God Temple's elder.

When Shen Yi arrived, he saw his senior brother surrounded by a red mech, five black-level mechs, and more than twenty purple-level mechs.

At this scale, unless one is a Limit Douluo, it would be very difficult to escape.

There were also many onlookers nearby, who were discussing the matter.

Wu Changkong, dressed in battle armor, rushed to the Central Stadium with a menacing aura. Unsuspecting people thought that another evil soul master had come to kill, which almost caused panic.

"I am Shen Yi, the leader of Shrek Academy. I can verify this person's identity and safety." Shen Yi quickly picked up his identification and walked to Wu Changkong's side under the watchful eyes of the group of Federation mecha pilots.

“You take Wu Lin over there, I’ll stay here.” A rare look of tension appeared on Wu Changkong’s handsome face.

Shen Yi nodded and handed his identification to the pilot of the red-level mecha.

After the latter took a look and confirmed that it was correct, he allowed Shen Yi to take Tang Wulin away alone, while Wu Changkong stayed behind, since he had violated the prohibition.

Central Stadium, inside the medical room.

Shen Yi looked respectfully at the old man who was releasing gentle soul power by the bedside.

After a while, the old man stood up with a strange expression and said to Shen Yi, "This child's body is perfectly fine. His blood and qi are abundant, and his soul power is smooth. It's just that his soul seems to have lost its connection with his body. I am not good at treating soul-related matters. You'd better take him back to Shrek Academy to find the Holy Spirit Douluo as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, a serious expression appeared on Shen Yi's pretty face. "Thank you for your help."

The old man shook his head.

"Could you please step in and lift the arrest warrant for my senior brother?" Shen Yi asked respectfully.

The old man nodded. "You go ahead, they'll release him." He had been indebted to Ya Li, so he was naturally willing to help.

Shen Yi thanked him again and carried Tang Wulin away from the Central Stadium.

Meanwhile, at a police station near the Central Stadium where Wu Changkong was being held, he was released after receiving orders from above.

He and Shen Yi quickly met up.

Seeing Tang Wulin still unconscious, Wu Changkong became anxious like a father, "What did Elder Ye say?"

Shen Yi calmly said, "Elder Ye said that Wu Lin's body is fine, but it is very likely that his soul is the problem. Senior brother, you should take Wu Lin back to the academy immediately and ask the teacher for help, so that His Holiness the Holy Spirit can intervene."

Back to college...

Wu Changkong was taken aback. His original plan was to return with the children he had raised.

"Is the child's life more important, or your worthless misunderstanding?" Shen Yi roared.

Wu Changkong was jolted awake by the scolding. "Fine, I'll go find the teacher for help. I'll leave Xie Xie and Xiao Yan in your care for now."

"Hmm." Shen Yi nodded in a deep voice.

Wu Changkong left in a hurry. Fortunately, Shen Yi stepped in, and the senior team leader in charge of the Shrek Academy adult group competition was willing to lend his black-level mecha to send the two back from the air.

No one noticed the faint glow of the trident on Tang Wulin's forehead.

...

The competition has entered its third day, with both successes and disappointments. This year's Federal Grand Competition has seen amazing athletes from all age groups and factions. So, who will ultimately win the championship in their respective category? Cast your vote for your favorite athlete! —Mingdu Sports Daily

As the only competitor across age groups in the youth individual competition, Nan Liujing has already defeated opponents at the level of a Soul King and a Soul Master after two rounds, and is advancing towards the third round. Where will he ultimately stand to receive the cheers of the audience? —Mingdu Sports Daily

The Shrek Academy junior team has been advancing triumphantly, maintaining their legendary status as the dominant force in both individual and team competitions—the same team that once reigned supreme in the continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament. So, who can finally stop their advance? Or perhaps, no one ever will! (Shrek Times)

(End of this chapter)