Douluo: Starting with an Engagement to Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 56: The Battle of Soul Power Consumption

"Using soul skills to compete is a clever choice, but it still can't make up for the difference in soul power. It's just a way of dragging things out."

Davis coldly observed the match, thinking to himself.

He glanced at the drunken Dai Mubai and sneered, "Today will be the day Dai Yao meets his end. Dai Mubai is useless, so it looks like my final opponent will be you—Dai Yaming."

After continuous discussions and analyses, the audience understood Dai Yao's strategy of avoiding direct combat and relying on soul skills to compete. Everyone could tell that if the battle continued, Dai Yao would inevitably lose.

"That damn kid, he's like a fly buzzing around my ears, I can't get rid of him or hit him!" Dai Yaming thought irritably. He was now waiting for Dai Yao to run out of soul power so that he could torment him.

A punch flew toward him, and Dai Yaming broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't activated the White Tiger Protective Barrier in time, Dai Yao's punch would have struck him directly, and he might have ended up like the fat guy.

He steadied himself, sharpening his focus to watch Dai Yao's every move.

After several rounds of soul skill clashes, both sides had their attacks and defenses. In a short amount of time, Dai Yao and Dai Yaming had exchanged White Tiger Flame Waves and Destructive Death Light several times, both of them gasping for breath, drenched in sweat. Continuously using such powerful soul skills was a tremendous strain on their bodies.

"Damn it, how does he still have soul power left?" Dai Yaming raised his head wearily, glancing at Dai Yao, who was also exhausted, but secretly surprised.

At this point, Dai Yaming had less than 30% of his soul power remaining. Normally, Dai Yao should have exhausted his soul power long ago—how could he still release a thousand-year soul skill?

"Could it be that he has some special ability? His soul power is far beyond that of a normal soul master at the same level? Damn it, how many hidden cards does this guy have?"

The difficulty of the battle far exceeded Dai Yaming's expectations. He had never thought that Dai Yao would push him to such an extent, and even after using his soul bone skill, he still couldn't secure victory!

Thinking of Dai Yao's ever-changing tactics, Dai Yaming couldn't help but feel a chill on the back of his neck. He couldn't imagine how strong Dai Yao must be when he reaches his age.

The spectators also slowly began to realize that something was wrong.

"Why does the Fourth Prince still have soul power left?"

"A regular 23rd-level soul master would have long since exhausted their soul power."

As the battle continued, more and more soul masters began to notice the anomaly. Conversations became more and more frequent, and the entire duel field was filled with murmurs.

In the arena, Dai Yao used his Explosive Step to calmly circle around Dai Yaming.

A smile slowly crept onto Dai Yao's lips—Dai Yaming was playing right into his hands by trying to compete in soul power consumption.

Although Dai Yao's soul power level was only 23, his total soul power actually exceeded that of low-level Soul Emperors! The reason was that his soul power was in a liquid state, making his soul power level appear lower than that of normal soul masters.

Through three years of relentless training and two soul rings that exceeded his limits, Dai Yao had tempered his soul power to an extraordinary level.

After several clashes of soul skills, Dai Yao still had 50% of his soul power left—far more than the 29th-level Dai Yaming, who only had about 10% of his power left.

As Dai Yao continued to dart around the battlefield with his Explosive Step, he coldly observed Dai Yaming's every move. Whenever the opportunity arose, he would unleash his second soul skill.

The powerful White Tiger Flame Wave forced Dai Yaming to activate the Destructive Death Light to defend.

Dai Yaming's inner anxiety grew, his brows furrowed, and after using his soul bone skill, his soul power was down to just over 10%—he could only use his soul bone skill one more time. He was now at his breaking point, and the situation had reversed.

Dai Yao was the hunter, and Dai Yaming had become the prey.

He no longer underestimated Dai Yao's soul power consumption tactics. The terrifying thought of losing the duel and the consequences of defeat made him fear for his life. Three years ago, after Dai Mubai lost his duel, he fell into a state of despair and was still a joke within the academy. Now, it seemed Dai Yaming might not even survive this duel.

"I can't lose. I must survive," Dai Yaming steeled his resolve.

However, with only one use left of his soul bone skill, defeat was now only a matter of time.

At that moment, the audience let out a collective gasp as they watched the scene unfold.

The second prince's martial soul avatar flickered on and off—it seemed he could no longer maintain it!

"Has the Second Prince exhausted his soul power?" Dai Yaming's supporters were stunned, sitting weakly on the stone steps, leaning against the backrest.

"Why has the 29th-level Second Prince run out of soul power, while the 23rd-level Fourth Prince is still full of energy?"

The same question echoed in everyone's mind.

Up on the high platform, when she saw Dai Yaming's soul power was exhausted, Zhu Zhuyue collapsed weakly onto the ground, staring blankly at the duel field, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhiqing, Feng Wutong, and the others were smiling with joy—the victory seemed within reach.

Observing Dai Yaming's condition, Ye Nantian frowned. He had seen through Dai Yaming's plan: to feign weakness and wait for the perfect opportunity for a final attack.

The Fifth Elder's mood was conflicted. Both princes were rare talents, and losing either one would be painful, but these were the rules of the White Tiger Clan.

Although Dai Yaming was on the verge of defeat, if his strategy succeeded, he might still have a chance to turn the tide.

Similarly, if Dai Yao saw through Dai Yaming's strategy, it would be Dai Yaming's end.

The Fifth Elder suppressed his inner sorrow, closed his eyes, and could not bear to watch the final outcome.

Next to him, Bishop Ferdinand propped his head up with one hand, his smile deep and meaningful. If Dai Yao won, it would be a joyous occasion for all. After the duel, Dai Yao would leave the Star Luo Empire.

But if Dai Yao lost, he would have no choice but to align with the Spirit Hall to survive. That would give Ferdinand the initiative.

This duel had already brought him much surprise. No matter who won or lost, Dai Yao would live, but it was also a test for him.

"Never underestimate your opponent, even if they are on the brink of defeat."

Now, the situation had turned completely in Dai Yao's favor—only time would tell how he would deal with Dai Yaming's desperate final gamble. If Dai Yao lost, the Spirit Hall would not decrease his treatment, but they would certainly look down on him a little.

Seeing that Dai Yaming had dispelled his martial soul avatar, Dai Yao's heart swelled with joy.

Three years of arduous training, enduring solitude, and monotony—today was the day to reap the rewards.

The humiliation from three years ago was about to be repaid in full before everyone's eyes.

He slowly walked toward Dai Yaming, a smile of revenge already showing in his eyes.

The sound of his footsteps seemed to proclaim the sentence of death, like thunder striking the hearts of Dai Yaming's supporters.

As Dai Yao closed in, Dai Yaming's supporters were on edge, and they couldn't help but think:

"Just a few more steps! Just a few more! Once Dai Yao is within range of Destructive Death Light, it's over!"

All eyes were on Dai Yao, and Dai Mubai, his wine jar dropping to the ground, couldn't believe what was happening—Dai Yao was about to defeat Dai Yaming. Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuyue couldn't bear to watch and closed her eyes.

End of Chapter 56

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