Chapter 232 You will be beaten even if you don’t move!
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One day later.
In the last game of the rookie battle, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect faced off against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The two brothers Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin went to war one after another.
But facing Shui Bing’er, they had nothing to do.
The thunder power of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus is indeed overbearing.
But Shui Bing’er’s ice phoenix is even more powerful.
The sixth soul ring, the hundred thousand year soul ring, was too big an increase for her.
Yu Tianheng was defeated.
Yu Tianxin was also defeated.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the high-spirited aqua blue figure on the stage and was silent for a moment.
Then, he stood up: "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, admit defeat."
His voice was calm.
Although the disciples behind him were reluctant, no one spoke.
Because they know that they really can’t beat it.
Shui Bing’er’s sixth soul ring is a hundred thousand year soul ring.
Is that something a soul emperor can possess?
But people do.
Although Shui Bing’er consumes a lot of money, who knows what Jiang Bai has in store?
Anyway, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has secured its position as the top three sects, so there is no need to take risks.
You can also sell face to Jiang Bai.
The referee announced: "Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, wins!"
The whole audience burst into applause.
Finally, the rookie battle rankings.
The first place is Nine Treasure Glazed Sect.
Second place, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Third place, Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.
The first stage of the competition is over.
Rest for three days.
...
Three days later.
The second stage, the main team battle, officially begins.
This is a higher-level game than the rookie battle.
The main team battle of more than two people will test the comprehensive strength of the sect.
In fact, at this stage, it is a bit shameless.
Because the lineup for team battles usually involves one or two elders leading a few core disciples.
The strength of the core disciples may be about the same.
But the elder...
Some may be soul saints.
However, some teams might just feature a Soul Douluo!
Take the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, for instance; their team is led into battle by their second-in-command, Yu Luomian—a veteran Soul Douluo.
It was morning, and the sun shone brightly.
The teams from the various sects began to enter the venue in succession.
The atmosphere today was even more tense than it had been over the past few days.
For today, the true powerhouses were finally making their debut.
...
The drawing of lots began.
Jiang Li’er once again volunteered herself: "I’ll go draw! Let me do it!"
Jiang Bai cast a glance at her and smiled: "Go ahead, go ahead."
Jiang Li’er grinned playfully and once again flew onto the stage.
The various sect masters and elders who were making their way up the stairs on foot were left speechless.
Her again?
Jiang Li’er, however, paid them no mind.
She reached into the box and pulled out a slip of paper.
Unfolding it, she read the name: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The corners of her lips curled upward slightly.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect again?
How interesting!
She happily flew back to Jiang Bai’s side and boasted triumphantly: "See? I told you I was the one for the job! I drew the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect again!"
This result caused the representatives of the other sects to stifle their laughter.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly were fated rivals!
They were pitted against each other once again!
...
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect’s lounge...
Ning Fengzhi sat in his chair, his expression calm and composed.
Yet, within his heart, a complex swirl of emotions was churning.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... again.
He took a deep breath and turned to look at Tang San: "Little San, how are you holding up? Do you feel confident enough to fight?"
Tang San sat on the bed, his face pale.
The backlash he had suffered four days prior made the pain in his meridians even more excruciating whenever he attempted to circulate his Soul Power.
Elder Li had explicitly instructed him to rest for a full month, yet Ning Fengzhi was ordering him to enter the fray.
However, he kept these thoughts to himself.
For he knew that the moment he voiced them, he would lose his value in their eyes.
After all, such an injury would inevitably hinder both his cultivation and his combat prowess.
And what Ning Fengzhi truly valued was his talent.
Tang San remained silent for a moment, then raised his head: "Sect Master Ning, I can do it!"
Upon hearing the formal address "Sect Master Ning," Ning Fengzhi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
This child... he harbors resentment in his heart. But he said no more; he simply nodded: "Alright, Xiao San, I trust you!"
...
The match began.
The team from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was the first to take the stage.
Leading the group was an elderly man clad in gray robes.
His frame was gaunt, his expression stern, and the aura he exuded was as deep and unfathomable as an abyss. Beneath his feet, eight Soul Rings slowly rose into view.
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black!
An Eight-Ringed Soul Douluo!
An Elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Fang Zhiyuan—an eighty-first-level Agility-Attack System Soul Douluo.
Behind him stood a middle-aged woman with a gentle countenance and a dignified demeanor. Beneath her feet, seven Soul Rings rose.
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black!
A Seven-Ringed Soul Saint!
Another Elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Liu Fanghua—a seventy-seventh-level Control System Soul Saint.
Further back stood Tang San and four disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
All four disciples were at the Soul King rank.
The seven of them stood in a single line, exuding a formidable and imposing aura.
Throughout the arena, murmurs of discussion broke out.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is really going all out this time! They’ve even deployed a Soul Douluo!"
"That Tang San is there, too! Have his injuries healed?"
"I don’t know, but he certainly doesn’t look like he’s in good health."
"Who will the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect send out to face them?"
Countless pairs of eyes turned toward the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect’s seating area.
Jiang Bai sat there, looking completely at ease.
Beside him, Jiang Li’er could barely contain her excitement.
"Jiang Bai! Jiang Bai! Let me go! Let me go!"
Her eyes sparkled with eagerness, and even the golden cowlick atop her head seemed to be bouncing with excitement.
Jiang Bai glanced at her and smiled: "Go on, then. But... don’t get too carried away, and whatever you do, don’t kill anyone!"
Jiang Li’er giggled: "Don’t worry! I know where to draw the line!"
With that, her figure transformed into a streak of golden light, instantly appearing upon the battle stage!
The entire arena fell into instant silence!
Jiang Li’er stood upon the stage, hands planted on her hips, and surveyed her surroundings. Her long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and her crimson eyes gleamed with excitement.
"The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect—Jiang Li’er!"
Her voice rang out clearly, echoing across the entire arena: "Rank 96 Power Attack System Titled Douluo—Title: Golden Dragon! I await your guidance!"
The entire venue instantly erupted!
"A Titled Douluo?! Rank 96?!"
"Good heavens! The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect actually fielded a Titled Douluo for this match!"
"How are they supposed to fight against that?!"
"The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is finished!"
Gasps of shock and cries of astonishment rose in a continuous wave.
The expressions on the faces of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect team members all changed.
Fang Zhiyuan’s brows furrowed tightly.
A Titled Douluo...
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had actually sent Jiang Li’er to participate in a team battle?!
A profound sense of helplessness welled up within him.
Yet, he took a deep breath and steadied his mind.
No matter who the opponent was, they had to fight.
That was the dignity of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
Behind Jiang Li’er, Shui Bing’er and Ye Lingling also stepped onto the battle stage.
Shui Bing’er was clad in a fitted, water-blue combat suit, exuding a heroic and dashing aura.
Ye Lingling remained in her signature long black dress and black veil, standing as still and silent as a statue.
The three of them stood side by side in a line.
One Titled Douluo, one Soul Emperor, and one Soul Sect.
This lineup...
...
On the battle stage...
Jiang Li’er stood at the very front, her arms crossed over her chest as she gazed at the opposing team from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
A glint of playful amusement flashed through her eyes.
"Are you... ready?"
Fang Zhiyuan took a deep breath and replied in a solemn voice: "Please, proceed!"
Jiang Li’er grinned broadly: "Then I won’t hold back!"
The moment the words left her lips...
Her figure vanished from her original spot in an instant!
Fang Zhiyuan’s pupils constricted sharply!
So fast!
In the very next instant, Jiang Li’er had already appeared directly in front of him!
A fair, slender palm landed gently against his chest.
The hand looked soft and delicate.
Yet, the power contained within it was utterly terrifying. "Bang—!"
Fang Zhiyuan was sent flying backward!
Tracing a parabolic arc through the air, he flew straight out of the arena!
"Boom—!"
The ground shook!
Fang Zhiyuan crashed onto the ground outside the ring, spewing blood from his mouth—utterly unable to move!
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence!
One move!
Just a single move!
An eighty-first-rank Soul Douluo hadn’t even possessed the right to fight back!
Jiang Li’er clapped her hands and looked toward the six remaining individuals: "Next!"
The entire team from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stood frozen in shock.
Liu Fanghua’s face was ashen—pale as paper.
Behind her, the four disciples were trembling uncontrollably.
Tang San stood at the very back, his hands clenched tightly into fists.
A Titled Douluo...
Another Titled Douluo...
Why?! Why must those who stand at the very pinnacle always stand in his way?!
Yet, he did not move.
For he knew that to move meant certain death.
Jiang Li’er: "Just kidding! You’re getting beaten up whether you move or not!"