Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

"Hey! Fatty, what are you doing?"

Dai Mubai was caught off guard. He had never expected that his own brother would launch an attack on him!

Avoiding Ma Hongjun's attack, Huo Wushuang and the others were equally baffled.

What's going on with Ma Hongjun?

Why is he attacking his own teammates?

Although Ma Hongjun's martial soul had mutated, it didn't change the fact that he was currently only at the Soul Elder rank.

The Dark Phoenix martial soul, while powerful, had its limits, and it could only dominate opponents of the same level at best.

Of course, under the right circumstances, with attribute suppression, he could fight above his rank.

After Ma Hongjun's flurry of actions, only Dai Mubai was injured.

Dai Mubai was genuinely unprepared for Ma Hongjun's sudden attack, so he had no chance to defend himself.

"Mubai, something's wrong with Fatty! He seems to have lost his mind!"

Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye, his expression serious as he spoke.

Hearing this, everyone exchanged confused glances.

The group from Blazing Fire Academy instinctively took a few steps back. At this moment, they were torn—should they attack Ma Hongjun or not?

Lost his mind?

If they attacked him, there was a chance they might accidentally kill him, especially under these circumstances.

If they really killed Ma Hongjun, there would be no way to explain it later.

After a brief exchange of looks, the group decided to wait and see what would happen.

Ma Hongjun was still closer to Tang San and his group. Without a word, he launched an attack directly at them.

At this moment, in the Divine Realm:

"What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

"I was trying to intervene and help Ma Hongjun regain his sanity, but it seems there's a force blocking my power..."

"Hmm..."

There was no need to guess—it was obvious who was behind it!

"Find an opportunity to restore his sanity. The Angel God's inheritance is still in the Douluo Continent. If he continues like this, he'll inevitably be killed."

"Hmph. A foreign god dares interfere? If it's a battle he seeks, I, Asura, am more than ready to deliver!"

"Yes, Lord Asura!"

There was no room for argument. In the Divine Realm, a higher-ranking god could easily overpower a weaker one. Feeling weak and helpless, the subordinate could only follow the Asura God's orders.

"I really don't want to pass my inheritance to this fatty. My reputation, painstakingly built over the years, will be ruined in his hands."

"Sigh..."

Of course, these complaints could only be voiced internally.

When choosing an inheritor, all he cared about was someone normal enough not to tarnish his divine image. However, Fatty's experiences truly left him feeling disdainful.

"Wouldn't it be better to pass the inheritance to that person called Du Siji?"

"That way, we could even establish good relations with this new god..."

At this thought, he glanced at Asura's back and made up his mind.

"Even gods shouldn't rely on a single option!"

"Whoever wins, I'll support them!"

Thankfully, Asura didn't know that the god he had chosen was a two-faced opportunist.

Back on the arena stage:

"Fatty, we have to bring you back to your senses!"

"First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Bind!"

Tang San shouted, using his Blue Silver Bind to restrain Ma Hongjun. However, he overlooked one crucial fact:

Ma Hongjun's martial soul countered his!

Even before Ma Hongjun's martial soul evolved, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had limited effect against him.

Now, it was even more ineffective.

Seeing Tang San make his move, Ma Hongjun didn't hesitate. He immediately used his third soul skill.

After his martial soul's evolution, his soul skills had also become much stronger.

With a single flap of his wings, countless "Dark Feathers" rushed toward Tang San.

These "Dark Feathers" were condensed from dark flames.

For lower-level soul masters, the overwhelming onslaught of Black Feathers was suffocating!

"Hiss..."

Huo Wu and the others gasped in shock.

Ma Hongjun was really going all out against his own teammates!

It was terrifying—this was just a mere thousand-year soul ring, but Ma Hongjun was displaying an attack range comparable to that of a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Typically, thousand-year soul rings didn't allow for large-scale attacks; most of their skills were single-target or supportive.

But Ma Hongjun's attack covered half of the arena!

Half the arena!

Although its power wasn't on par with a ten-thousand-year soul skill, the range was more than sufficient. Once Ma Hongjun matured, the skill's power would undoubtedly grow stronger.

"Though I hate to admit it, Ma Hongjun's flames are indeed far superior to ours," Huo Wu said, frowning.

The flames of the Dark Phoenix were nearly comparable to Ultimate Fire, with the added attribute of darkness.

It was well known that, aside from space and time attributes, martial souls with darkness or light attributes were among the strongest in their respective domains.

While the members of the Blazing Fire Academy were observing like spectators, the Shrek team was in complete disarray.

Among them, only Ma Hongjun had the ability to fly—and now, he had effectively "betrayed" them.

Of course, using Oscar's third soul skill could also enable flight, but that wasn't the issue here. The real problem was figuring out how to defend against Ma Hongjun's onslaught.

"First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Bind!"

Blue Silver Grass spun rapidly, forming a protective shield. However, the moment it came into contact with the black feathers, it turned to ash. The feathers, forged from dark flames, continued their relentless assault toward Tang San and the others.

The dark flames were not only incredibly hot but also highly adhesive, making them extremely troublesome to deal with.

In the audience seats.

"Siji, this fatty's flames—"

Before the person could finish speaking, Du Siji waved his hand dismissively and said with absolute confidence, "In terms of temperature and intensity, his flames are no match for mine."

Du Siji's flames, enhanced by immortal herbs, had reached the pinnacle of fire's potential. They were far beyond what a mutated martial soul could achieve.

Of course, this wasn't to say that the Dark Phoenix wasn't powerful.

But Du Siji wasn't to be underestimated either. Without even reaching the Soul Sage level, he had already completed a secondary awakening of his martial soul to the Silver Grade.

Even the sect master had said that when Du Siji broke through to Titled Douluo, he might achieve a Golden Grade secondary awakening directly!

A mere Dark Phoenix? Child's play.

"Ah, I really envy you!"

"My martial soul's special trait is... well, hard to explain."

"Alright, stop. What would the brothers who haven't even had a secondary awakening think if they heard you?"

"Fair enough..."

Honestly, being able to awaken at all was already a blessing—what was there to complain about?

At that moment, a voice rang across the arena:

"Referee, Shrek Academy forfeits this match!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Liu Erlong, with her martial soul fully activated, shot onto the stage. Her speed was far beyond what Ma Hongjun could perceive.

With a light jump, she appeared above Ma Hongjun and formed a fist with her right hand. She brought it down onto Ma Hongjun's head with a thump.

With a loud "bang," Ma Hongjun plummeted to the ground and landed heavily. His eyes rolled back, and he immediately passed out.

When Liu Erlong landed on the ground, the audience finally reacted.

"That's... so violent!" someone muttered.

"What a brutal way to put someone to sleep."

Although Ma Hongjun had been knocked unconscious, Tang San and the others had still been affected by his soul skill. Fortunately, because the attack was spread out, they managed to find gaps to dodge.

Only Jing Ling and Huang Yuan sustained minor injuries.

Zhongli's expression remained calm and indifferent as he observed the scene.

Suddenly, as if struck by inspiration, his eyes lit up. Rising to his feet, he said, "Today's matches are over. I'll be taking my leave."

Turning to another VIP, he added, "Qing He, it's been a long time since I've invited you for a meal. Would you care to join me today?"