Douluo: Starting with an Engagement to Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 80: The Sacrificial Sword

On the Soul Fighting Arena, across five battle lines, three had fallen into a deadlock, while two were showing signs of advantage. Many of the Oakland students cheered.

"Quiet down!"

However, the more perceptive higher-level soul masters understood the situation on the field, their faces grave as stone.

Although it appeared that Oakland had the upper hand, the Huangdou Team had barely started to exert their full power. Right now, even though Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Yao were in an advantageous position, the situation could flip in an instant if Yu Tianheng decided to make his move.

Dai Yuan Yi couldn't even stop Yu Tianheng.

After destroying the sword energy once again, Yu Tianheng noticed Yufeng's difficult position. He quickly gave his orders:

"Stop playing around! Yufeng, take to the air and attack their support-type soul master. Shimo, deal with Yufeng's opponent! Leng Leng, be ready for backup!"

His eyes narrowed. "Don't give them a chance!"

"Yes," the others responded in unison.

The Huangdou Team quickly shifted their formation. Yufeng flapped his wings and soared into the sky. After his second soul ring flashed, his momentum increased significantly as he gathered boundless energy and dove towards the back of the Oakland Team.

Shimo also stepped away from his confrontation with Feng Qianli and moved in front of Dai Yao. His thick, turtle-like armor, as solid as a wall, blocked all of Dai Yao's attack routes.

"This is troublesome," Dai Yao cursed under his breath. The large turtle was blocking his path, and with no chance to attack, he could no longer execute his plan of circling around to attack Ye Leng Leng.

Among the Huangdou Team, besides Yu Tianheng, the one he cared most about was Ye Leng Leng. Without eliminating Ye Leng Leng, there was no hope of victory.

In the VIP stands, noticing Dai Yao's movements, Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened in surprise. He turned to Salas and said:

"This kid is quite sharp. He knows that Ye Leng Leng is the key to the Huangdou Team's success. It's a shame, though—his intentions have already been seen through by Yu Tianheng."

Salas smiled. "If this kid doesn't show his true strength soon, it will be hard for the Oakland Team to win."

Ning Fengzhi was taken aback. He hadn't expected Dai Yao's impressive performance to be anything more than a glimpse of his true ability. His anticipation for the rest of the match only grew.

"Defend!"

Seeing the white wings of Yufeng closing in on Luo Ling, Feng Qianli shouted.

Only by relying on Luo Ling could Dai Yuan Yi block Yu Tianheng. If Luo Ling was eliminated, freeing Yu Tianheng, it would be a disaster for the Oakland Team!

Dou Yu, who was guarding Luo Ling, flew into the sky. His first white soul ring and second yellow soul ring both flashed as he confronted Yufeng.

But unexpectedly, in just a single exchange, Dou Yu's wings were broken, and he was quickly defeated.

Yufeng adjusted his position in mid-air and continued to dive down.

"Damn!"

Dai Yao was momentarily stunned by Dou Yu's pitiful performance.

The members of the Oakland Team grew increasingly anxious, preparing to retreat.

"Trying to run? It's not that easy!" Yu Tianheng roared. His second yellow soul ring flickered, and the Huangdou Team seemed to respond to an unseen signal, immediately launching into a full-out assault.

The five people on the outermost part of the formation all activated their second yellow soul rings at once.

Thunder filled the entire arena. Two Xuanwu Turtle martial spirits summoned their heavy shells, using them as weapons in their hands, exuding a deadly aura. Oslo's shadow deepened significantly, and Yufeng's speed increased as he dove even faster, his wings tearing through the air.

The intense pressure surged forward, and the Oakland Team members couldn't react in time. They had to defend against the Huangdou Team's fierce assault, or their formation would be pierced by the tip of a spear!

Once the formation collapsed, defeat was inevitable!

The Huangdou Team's overwhelming aura spread across the Soul Fighting Arena. Everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the battle.

Even the Oakland students began to break out in cold sweat.

"The moment of decision has arrived!" The three in the VIP seats realized.

"Luo Ling, use your second soul skill!"

Sensing the terrifying power of the thunder gathering before him, Dai Yuan Yi shouted.

Only his second soul skill could block Yu Tianheng's devastating blow. However, after using the second soul skill, he would be exhausted, losing the ability to continue fighting.

But at this point, there was no other choice.

Even if he blocked Yu Tianheng's first attack, the Oakland Team would only be hanging on by a thread.

Facing Yufeng's terrifying attack, Luo Ling didn't even look. She activated her second soul skill, and a red beam of light surged into Dai Yuan Yi's body.

Luo Feng, who had been preparing to assist, was entangled by a snake that appeared out of nowhere and couldn't come to her aid.

As the second soul ring's yellow light gradually dimmed, Yufeng, like a white streak, cut through Luo Ling's figure in mid-air.

Blood splattered in the air as Luo Ling fell heavily out of the arena. Weary, she looked at her teammates and said, "I'm sorry, I did my best."

The second soul skill had drained all her soul power, transferring it to Dai Yuan Yi. Now, Dai Yuan Yi was not only fully replenished but his attack power had surged to a terrifying level.

"Luo Ling, I will win!"

Dai Yuan Yi's eyes were filled with solemnity. All traces of frivolity disappeared. All he saw was the Qinghong Sword in his hand.

His second yellow soul ring flashed.

"Second soul skill: Sacrificial Sword!"

This sword, empowered by Luo Ling, contained all of the soul power from both Dai Yuan Yi and Luo Ling, combined with Dai Yuan Yi's resolute determination. The horror contained in this strike made countless people shudder just by looking at it.

"Come at me!"

Yu Tianheng was not surprised but rather delighted. Soul power surged through him, and he deliberately waited for Dai Yuan Yi to finish using his soul skill before releasing his own second soul skill.

This was not a sign of contempt or arrogance towards the Oakland Team, but rather a reflection of the pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

"Even if you give your all, I can still tear you apart head-on!" he thought.

"Second soul skill—Thunderstruck!"

Suddenly, countless bolts of lightning exploded across the Soul Fighting Arena, engulfing Dai Yuan Yi's Sacrificial Sword. Some of the lightning arrows even shot towards the remaining members of the Oakland Team.

The powerful and dazzling soul skill left the spectators in awe, their spirits swaying under its brilliance.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder dissipated. The members of the Oakland Team had to gather their soul power to fend off the incoming electrical assault.

"Such powerful lightning!" Dai Yao marveled, feeling his body go numb.

The lightning was a wide-area attack. Although the thunder that directly targeted him was less intense than Dai Yuan Yi's, Dai Yao still felt the overwhelming destructive power of the thunder in the flickering arcs.

As the lightning faded away, Yu Tianheng slowly appeared in front of everyone, breathing slightly heavier. A bead of sweat formed on his forehead and fell to the ground. He clasped his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a master.

In truth, Dai Yuan Yi's attack had caused Yu Tianheng some damage, but with Ye Leng Leng's support, it seemed like nothing had happened.

Dai Yuan Yi, on the other hand, was in a much worse state.

His body was covered in lightning burns, his skin scorched and his hair singed.

After using his second soul skill, he was utterly exhausted, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at Yu Tianheng.

In his mind, Yu Tianheng now appeared like an immovable mountain, and no matter what he did, he could not cause any harm.

Realizing this, he collapsed onto the ground, unable to even muster the strength to turn over.

"Sorry, brothers…" he murmured weakly.

Feng Qianli rushed to protect him, and Luo Feng, using his Qingmu Vines, helped carry him off the field.

At this moment, the Oakland Team had only Dai Yao, Zhu Zhuqing, Feng Qianli, and Luo Feng left.

On the opposite side, not a single member of the Huangdou Team had been eliminated. The situation had now fallen into an absolutely unfavorable position for the Oakland Team.

(End of chapter