Douluo: Two brothers in douluo

However, the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul was different. Regardless of how many soul rings it possessed, it had only one soul skill: group healing!

Calling it the strongest healing Martial Soul in the world was no exaggeration.

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes. What nonsense was this about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect losing its title?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was still incredibly powerful!

So what if the Nine Heart Begonia was strong? It couldn't amplify attributes! It couldn't help someone fight beyond their level!

Under her veil, Ye Lingling's expression froze slightly. Just mentioning her Martial Soul had already exposed her.

It seemed these people were far from ordinary.

A few seconds later, the Shrek group began to release their Martial Souls.

By order of soul power level, the introductions should have started with Dai Mubai.

However…

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Rank 32 Control-type Tool Soul Elder. Please advise!"

As Tang San released his Martial Soul, everyone instinctively took a few steps back.

For no other reason than—Tang San's Blue Silver Grass looked absolutely disgusting.

"Blue Silver Grass? Rank 32?"

"Wait, is your Blue Silver Grass supposed to look that gross?"

Seeing the slimy and twisted Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, the Emperor Battle Team finally understood why his teammates had stepped away.

Blue Silver Grass was universally considered a trash Martial Soul, yet he had cultivated it to Rank 32. This guy was definitely unusual.

He looks so ordinary… yet so confident.

"Xiao Wu, Martial Soul Soft Bone Rabbit, Rank 33 Assault-type Battle Soul Elder. Please advise."

After Martial Soul possession, Xiao Wu's figure became even more slender, particularly her long legs. If not for Dai Mubai's impressive height, standing next to her would have been quite the challenge…

"Oscar, Martial Soul Sausage, Rank 32 Food-type Tool Soul Elder. Please advise!"

"Ma Hongjun, Martial Soul Evil Fire Phoenix, Rank 28 Assault-type Grand Soul Master. Please advise."

Seeing the plump Ma Hongjun release his Martial Soul, the Emperor Battle Team trembled slightly. Phoenix Martial Soul?!

Wait… was this even a phoenix? Are we sure this isn't some kind of chicken?

"Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul Netherworld Civet, Rank 36 Agility-type Battle Soul Elder. Please advise."

"What?! She's actually Rank 36!"

This time, not only were the Emperor Battle Team members shocked, but even the teachers from Shrek Academy—who already knew Zhu Zhuqing had broken through to Soul Elder—were stunned.

When Zhu Zhuqing had enrolled, she had only been Rank 27. Now, she was second only to Dai Mubai with Rank 36!

If not for Dai Mubai advising Zhu Zhuqing to stabilize her cultivation before resuming meditation, she might have already reached Rank 37.

"She's still so young. Judging by her face and voice alone, she's probably no more than twelve. Rank 36 soul power and… that figure… it's terrifying!"

Yu Feng couldn't help but exclaim, completely oblivious to the two killing intents radiating toward him from the ground.

Standing protectively in the back row, Shi Mo and Shi Mó, the Black Tortoise brothers, shivered slightly.

Was Yu Feng trying to get himself killed?

The brothers wisely focused on their breathing and ignored everything else. They wanted no part of this mess.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul White Tiger Saint King, Rank 43 Assault-type Battle Soul Master. Please advise!"

As Dai Mubai's words fell, the White Tiger Saint King's phantom behind him roared fiercely at the Emperor Battle Team, as if mocking them for daring to challenge its power.

"Roar…"

Combined with Dai Mubai's "Soul Ancestor" aura, even Yu Tianheng couldn't help but take a step back.

"What the—! A tiger with wings?!"

Yu Feng blurted out in shock. He had thought that Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Martial Soul would be the only one capable of aerial combat.

Now, it turned out that the strongest person on the other side also had flying abilities.

Yu Feng's eyelids twitched wildly. Was he, the Agility-type flying Soul Master, going to be the first one eliminated?

Although the introductions and buildup seemed long, in reality, it all happened in a matter of seconds.

"Time's up! Let the sparring match begin!"

Flender's words echoed through the field.

"Hold off Dai Mubai… Yu Feng, you try to stall him while we deal with the others first."

Yu Tianheng originally wanted to handle Dai Mubai himself, but after seeing Dai Mubai levitating in midair, he gave up that idea immediately.

The priority was to take out the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master and the Food-type Soul Elder first.

"Boss, you guys better hurry up! I'm not sure how long I can last!"

Yu Feng didn't overestimate himself. With his Rank 36 strength, trying to stall a Rank 43 Soul Ancestor was already an impossible task.

Not to mention, their Martial Soul quality was worlds apart.

"Got it!"

Yu Tianheng exchanged a glance with Ao Si Luo, the Ghost Leopard Soul Master, and the two charged toward the Shrek team.

Ao Si Luo, as an Agility-type Soul Master, was naturally faster than Yu Tianheng even without using a soul skill.

However, just as he closed the distance, a figure blocked his path—Zhu Zhuqing.

Yu Tianheng wasn't surprised. If Ao Si Luo hadn't been intercepted, that would have been strange.

"Seven Treasures, Second: Speed!"

Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emitted a radiant glow that fell upon Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ao Si Luo's soul power levels were similar, both being Agility-type Soul Masters. Yet to Ao Si Luo's shock, Zhu Zhuqing's speed was slightly faster!

With Ning Rongrong's 30% speed boost, Zhu Zhuqing became even quicker, leaving Ao Si Luo completely outmatched.

Seeing this, Yu Tianheng's expression darkened. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master had to be dealt with first!

As he rushed forward, a loud thud stopped him in his tracks.

Yu Tianheng turned his head and was stunned to see Yu Feng collapsed on the ground in front of him.

Yu Feng: "…"

"Boss, I… I really tried my best! That Dai Mubai… he just whoosh appeared in front of me and punched me…"

"He's too fast! I couldn't even react!"

Yu Feng wasn't physically injured, but the mental trauma would take a long time to heal.

He hadn't even managed to use a soul skill before being KO'd in less than a second.

Fast. Incredibly fast!

Yu Tianheng's mouth twitched. How fast could Dai Mubai possibly be?

The next second, his thoughts came to a screeching halt as Dai Mubai suddenly appeared right in front of him.

Fast. Incredibly fast!

Yu Tianheng couldn't even see how Dai Mubai had moved!

"Bang!"

With a swift roundhouse kick, Dai Mubai sent Yu Tianheng flying, crashing heavily in front of Dugu Yan and the others.

"Tianheng!"

"Captain!"

"Cough… I'm fine."

Yu Tianheng waved them off, gasping for air. He knew Dai Mubai had held back—otherwise, that kick might have broken several ribs.

He was fine physically… but the blow to his pride? That was another matter entirely.

(End of Chapter)