Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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"rise!"

Shen An made a sword-finger gesture and raised it slightly.

Countless purest and sharpest swords, like flowing blue light, or like a torrential downpour meeting the mighty wind and thunder.

Rumble!

The wind and thunder, comparable to a Soul Emperor's full-force attack, only lasted a moment before being pierced by the soaring sword energy.

But the countless streaks of azure light did not stop; they then surged into the clouds and struck the seven members of the Wind Sword Sect.

Feng Xiao's face turned ashen instantly. "If this sword strikes, I will die," he thought to himself, trembling.

Strangely, the dragon-like surging sword energy stopped abruptly in front of him.

He then used the wind sword power he was most familiar with, transforming it into countless gentle breezes that slashed towards them.

As the saying goes: Suddenly a gentle breeze transforms into sword energy, directly severing the will of twenty-year-old youths.

He desperately tried to mobilize his soul power, but to no avail; he couldn't control it at all.

Feng Xiao, knocked off the arena by the gentle breeze and sword energy, had a blank look in his eyes. Recalling his boast before the match, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

That sword shattered my dream of becoming a champion.

Shen An smiled faintly. Within the Sword Domain, he was the ruler, and all sword-type Soul Masters whose Soul Power level was lower than his were under his control.

The golden generation in the audience were whispering among themselves; they were stunned after just witnessing Shen An's move.

Before seeing Shen An fight, they were very confident of winning the competition and didn't even plan to cooperate with their other four teammates.

But now they're starting to lose confidence.

"Yan, if you were to unleash your full power and engage in a direct confrontation with Shen An, do you have a chance of winning, or how long could you hold out?" Xie Yue asked, her eyes flashing.

Yan pondered for a moment: "Let's split it 30/70."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yue and Hu Liena stared at Yan in disbelief. Had this kid secretly increased his strength so much?

"He struck three times, and I died on the seventh day after his death," Yan said, looking somewhat guilty at his friend's gaze.

Xie Yue: "..."

Hu Liena: "......"

The two siblings glanced at each other, simultaneously conveying the same message: Did he think he was being funny?

“Domain-type soul skills must consume a lot of soul power. I’m certain he won’t be able to maintain it for long. His current calm demeanor is just an act,” Xie Yue said.

“Yes, yes, I think so too,” Yan agreed.

"If the three of us cooperate with the other four, we still have a chance of winning, after all, our lineup is quite comprehensive."

"Have you noticed that Shen An hasn't allowed himself to be harmed in the slightest? According to the intelligence we've gathered, he always prefers to fight fire with fire."

"And does this also mean that his defense is fragile under his extreme offensive power?"

Hu Liena's eyes flashed with a dangerous light; she was very unhappy that Shen An had deceived her by using a false name.

Don't overestimate a woman's cunning, especially someone as shrewd as Hu Liena, who is as fox-like as a fox.

“Na’er is right. We should put aside our past pride and cooperate with our teammates. The three soul bones are of great importance and cannot be lost.”

Xie Yue said calmly.

“Let’s start with the next match then,” Hu Liena said, standing up.

The Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall was indeed extraordinary; they were among the most outstanding geniuses on the entire continent.

Seeing Shen An's strength, they were not discouraged. Instead, they kept looking for Shen An's weaknesses, even though what they found might be somewhat inaccurate.

At this moment, the Spirit Hall team is facing off against the team ranked first in the Star Luo qualifying round.

Winning the qualifying rounds is a reflection of both tactics and individual skill, but it doesn't necessarily mean that the team is the strongest overall.

The appearance of Hu Liena and her two teammates drew cheers from the crowd, as this was their first appearance in a competition.

The renowned Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, the recipients of the Purple Record Medal, naturally attract much attention.

Yu Xiaogang was completely focused on the match, saying he wanted to find the weaknesses of the Spirit Hall team for Shrek Academy.

Flander shook his head; he didn't think Yu Xiaogang could understand a battle above the Soul Master level.

Sitting in the Soul Master area, with Zhu Zhuqing on his left and Ning Rongrong on his right, Shen An watched the match with a serious expression.

The competition began, and the Spirit Hall had three Soul Kings and four Soul Masters, so their lineup was naturally at its best.

The moment Hu Liena and Xie Yue's martial spirit merged, a red light curtain enveloped nearly half of the arena.

Tang San blurted out, "Soul Fusion Skill." He immediately put on a smug face. A Soul King-level Soul Fusion Skill! He instantly felt incredibly troubled.

The red light was so intense that it was impossible to discern anything from the outside.

But Yu Xiaogang was still watching intently, his brows furrowing from time to time, and he would frequently nod, looking as if he were deep in thought.

This made Tang San think that his Purple Demon Eye had malfunctioned.

"No, even my master, who's only a Great Soul Master, can see through it. I can't just let myself be at a disadvantage," Tang San thought.

"Excellent! Heroes of this world are like carp crossing a river, emerging one after another!" Tang San shouted loudly.

Everyone present... felt that this master and apprentice were like clowns.

However, in a short while, the Spirit Hall team won the battle.

Hu Liena's eyes swept across the Soul Master area, as if searching for something.

Tang San thought that his cheer had won the attention of the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall.

He immediately smiled, exuding his masculine charm, even though he, Tang San Shao, was pure and innocent and utterly loyal to Xiao Wu.

But this is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall! For the sake of his future career, he doesn't mind crying a little.

Unexpectedly, Hu Liena ignored him completely and turned to look at Shen An, giving him a slightly coquettish glare.

Immediately, three dangerous gazes turned to Shen An.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong need no further introduction, and there's also Yan's.

Shen An smiled. He didn't care that the two women were glaring at him, but what did Yan think he was?

Shen An's pupils contracted, a flash of azure light appeared, and two invisible swords were immediately unleashed.

Yan felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and his mind felt as if it were being stabbed with needles, causing him excruciating pain.

Xie Yue stood in front of Yan, looking at Shen An with a slightly conflicted expression.

Yan was his friend and comrade-in-arms, and Shen An had helped them escape the Star Dou Great Forest that day, which could be considered half a life-saving grace, so he was naturally a little conflicted.

The third round of competition has ended, and the top six have been determined.

When the fourth round began, the draw results were released.

Tian Dou Royal Team vs. Tian Dou Vice Team.

The Spirit Hall and Shrek Academy each faced two teams that weren't particularly strong.

It's worth mentioning that the person who was supposed to draw lots was the representative of the Star Luo Empire.

However, they were temporarily replaced by a high-ranking and powerful figure from the Spirit Hall.

"There's a cover-up! There's definitely a cover-up!" Meng Shenji smashed the table made of the thousand-year-old wooden spirit beast to pieces with a single palm strike.

The other two education commissioners also looked extremely grim.

The original plan was to use the quality of this year's Tian Dou Royal Academy to sweep two of the top three spots, but unexpectedly, their own people started fighting first.

Both teams are precious to him; Meng Shenji is reluctant to see either one eliminated.

"What's done is done. Given the Spirit Hall's style, there's nothing we can do even if we object," Bai Baoshan said sadly.

Meng Shenji and the other person also sighed heavily.

"But where has His Highness the Crown Prince gone? We haven't seen him for several days."

"Hey, three of you, have you seen where Tom and Jerry went?" Ning Rongrong, who was looking for the two little ones, also ran over and asked.

......

Spirit Hall, Douluo Hall.

A person knelt silently before a ten-meter-tall sculpture with six wings on its back, holding a giant sword, and entirely made of gold.

If someone saw this, they would surely curse this person and drive them away.

This is because it is the tallest building in the Spirit Hall.

It is the burial place of countless dead Title Douluo.

Even the Pope could only worship in front of the temple on the day of a major festival; he had no right to enter before his death.

No one can violate this rule; otherwise, they will be attacked by all the Soul Masters.

This person was none other than Xue Qinghe, who had disappeared for many days—no, he should now be called Qian Renxue.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her face was majestic; there was no one like her in the entire continent.

Her long golden hair cascaded to the ground, and her hands were clasped in a strange pose in front of her chest, with her thumbs interlocked, her index fingers touching, and the other six fingers spread out to the sides.

Like a six-winged angel spreading its wings.

"Do you know your mistake?" The authoritative voice echoed in the hall.

At this moment, Qian Renxue remained motionless, like a statue, neither speaking nor moving, simply kneeling there quietly.

Golden light surged, and Qian Daoliu, the Hall Master of the Douluo Hall and the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, appeared between Qian Renxue and the giant statue.

Just as Qian Daoliu was about to speak again, the golden sword held by the huge six-winged angel sculpture behind him spewed out a flame that was more than ten feet long, and a holy aura flowed naturally.

As the golden flames swirled, they enveloped Qian Renxue, slowly transforming into nine golden light screens before her.

A strange light shone in Qian Daoliu's eyes: "How did the Nine Trials of the Angels appear?!"

Qian Daoliu fell silent. His granddaughter had come to him saying she didn't want to be an undercover agent anymore, that she was fed up with the days of pretending and hiding herself.

Although Qian Daoliu was loyal to the angel god, he also loved his granddaughter.

Therefore, Qian Renxue was sent to apologize to the Angel God, since the divine decree concerning the undercover agent Tian Dou was sent down by the Angel God.

Unexpectedly, the angel not only did not blame him, but instead subjected him to nine tests.

Back then, he was just an angel who had passed the eighth test.

Who is Qian Daoliu? He is a true figure at the pinnacle of the continent, a servant of the Angel God.

He instinctively sensed something was wrong, as if his family had fallen into some huge conspiracy.

The problem is, that sacred aura from many years ago was indeed real.

With what seemed like a struggle, Qian Renxue opened her eyes and looked at her grandfather in confusion.

"Grandpa, now I can truly be myself again and act according to my own will, right?"

Chapter 259 The Schemed Angel God, and Little Dance Sister Called Treasure

Behind the giant angel sculpture, Tom and Jerry crouched down to eavesdrop on the conversation between the father and son.

They wandered around and ended up here, and then they saw Qian Renxue and her companion enter.

The quick-thinking Jerry immediately pulled Tom behind the giant sculpture.

Tom's cat paw accidentally touched an angel sculpture.

A light immediately flashed here, initially golden, but after Tom curiously touched it, it turned into azure light.

The azure light stood out so conspicuously against the golden light that the two hid behind each other to eavesdrop on each other's whispers in order to avoid being discovered.

The clever Tom swallowed the sacred blue light whole.

A faint blue light emanated from Tom's belly, but fortunately, Tom was blue, so it wasn't very noticeable.

"Xiaoxue, of course you can."

"You are the only one in my family's thousands of years of history to have passed the Nine Trials of the Angels. You are the person that the successive Lords of the Douluo Hall have been waiting for. From now on, your will will be equal to that of God."

Qian Renxue's beautiful face showed a blank expression: "Grandpa, what does this mean?"