Douluo: Starting with an Engagement to Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 176: Thunder God Moves, Vermilion Bird Calls, Every Second Counts [Part 1]

The heavy rain poured down, and every so often, a bolt of lightning struck the sky.

The rainy weather seemed to have a sort of magic, calming the hearts of those around. The tension that had built up in the Oakland team due to their upcoming match against the Divine Wind Academy was somewhat softened by the downpour.

"Dear audience, although the weather today is not ideal, this last exciting match will surely clear away the gloom of the rain!"

"Now, the final match of the day—Oakland Team vs. Divine Wind Academy—will begin shortly!"

"Let us welcome both teams to the arena!"

The host's voice was still strong and clear, even amidst the rain.

The host had a remarkable ability to lift the spirits of the audience, and despite the downpour, the excitement among the spectators remained undiminished.

Many teams in the stands had their eyes fixed on the two teams, as this was a match worth watching for everyone—one to learn from and to admire.

"OAKLAND WILL WIN!"

The Oakland team gathered together, their hands stacked on top of one another, their eyes burning with determination as they cheered.

"Let's go!"

Feng Qianli took a deep breath, and with a single command, the seven Oakland members slowly stepped into the Soul Arena.

The moment they left the player tunnel, the seven of them were drenched by the rain.

As the members of Oakland walked out, many spectators raised their brows in confusion.

"What's going on? Why isn't the girl who used the martial soul fusion skill with Dai Yao yesterday here today?"

"Maybe after yesterday's battle with the Thunder Academy, her soul power was depleted, and she hasn't recovered enough to compete today."

"What?! If she's not competing, that means there's no fusion skill, and how could Oakland possibly defeat the Divine Wind Academy?"

"Oakland only has two Soul Sovereigns on the field today. With a full roster like Divine Wind Academy's, their chances are slim."

In the past few days, Oakland Academy had caught the attention of many as an underdog team. Spectators were very familiar with the members, knowing their names, their soul ring setups, and everything about them.

As such, they quickly realized that the current lineup of Oakland didn't look too promising.

"We, Oakland, won't lose! My brother Dai Yao will definitely win!" one girl retorted.

Dai Yao's handsome looks and strong abilities had earned him the support of many girls.

"Girl, do you know the lineup for today's match? I admit Dai Yao is strong, but without help, there's no way he can beat Divine Wind Academy!"

"You must be from Divine Wind Academy, so of course, you think Dai Yao won't win!" another girl shot back.

The girls were undeterred by the analysis of strength. They firmly believed that as long as Dai Yao led Oakland, they would not lose.

In the VIP Seats.

The Snow Night Emperor, noticing that Oakland's lineup was much weaker than it had been against Thunder Academy, turned to the nearby Saralas and smiled.

"Saralas, after Oakland's battle against Thunder Academy yesterday, their core members' soul power was heavily depleted. None of them are fit to fight today. Even if Dai Yao is on the field, he's not at his peak state."

"Do you still believe in Oakland's victory?" the Snow Night Emperor asked.

"Of course," Saralas answered confidently, stroking his beard while sitting in his seat.

"Ah?" The Snow Night Emperor raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"The Oakland team may not have the martial soul fusion skill today, and against Divine Wind Academy, even though Dai Yao has never used his 10,000-year soul skill, I don't believe they stand a chance of winning."

"However, since you're so confident, I'd like to see if Oakland can work another miracle."

The Snow Night Emperor's gaze turned deep and contemplative. He had already sent his son, the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, to try and establish a connection with Dai Yao. After this match, the two would officially meet.

"Such a genius should not be wasted in the Xingluo Empire. He cannot fall into the hands of the Spirit Hall!"

"If he refuses, even if it offends the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I will eliminate him!" The Snow Night Emperor's fingers tightened slightly, his eyes flickering with coldness.

Behind Ning Fengzhi, a distinguished old man with a refined aura sat. Dressed in a simple robe and with meticulously combed silver hair, he sat with the presence of a sharp sword, captivating all who saw him.

This was the renowned first-ranked Attack Douluo, Sword Saint Chen Xin!

Looking through the thick rain, Chen Xin's gaze landed on Dai Yao, and he couldn't help but be impressed.

"This young Dai Yao has made significant progress. His steps are steady, and there's no sign of his soul power leaking out. When I was his age, I was nowhere near as good."

"Uncle Jian, you're too modest," Ning Fengzhi replied with a smile.

"This is no modesty. Dai Yao's fourth soul ring gives him a 10,000-year soul ring, and with his hidden trump cards, he far surpasses the younger me. Truly, a new generation surpassing the old," Chen Xin remarked.

"However, while the little brat is strong, defeating the Divine Wind Academy's juniors won't be easy. Without enough helpers, victory is impossible."

"Indeed, with Zhu Zhuqing unable to participate today, Dai Yao not only loses a powerful ally but also loses the advantage of their martial soul fusion skill."

"Looking at the lineup, Oakland is indeed at a disadvantage. But yesterday, Dai Yao confidently told me he had a chance of winning."

"Although I don't know where his confidence comes from, his personality doesn't seem like one who brags."

Chen Xin looked at Dai Yao with curiosity. He was eager to see how Dai Yao would manage to win in such a dire situation.

On the Soul Arena.

"Teams, please bow!" The referee raised his hands, signaling for both teams to bow.

Under the heavy rain, both teams used their soul power to shield themselves from the rain and then bowed respectfully to one another.

Feng Xiaotian's gaze pierced through the rain, briefly scanning all of Oakland's players before locking onto Dai Yao. He said slowly, "Dai Yao, don't forget our agreement."

Dai Yao sneered inwardly and responded coldly, "You better win first!"

His gaze flickered as he thought to himself. Feng Xiaotian had been making a lot of moves for Huo Wu, but Dai Yao wasn't too interested in her. It was Huo Wu who had been the one pursuing him.

However, Feng Xiaotian kept provoking him, and even with his normally good temper, Dai Yao couldn't help but be a little irritated.

Seeing Dai Yao's response, Feng Xiaotian's face lit up with a smile. His gaze quickly shifted to the resting area, where Huo Wu was. His eyes burned with desire.

But Huo Wu ignored him, instead focusing her gaze on Dai Yao. After noticing Feng Xiaotian's stare, she huffed and turned her head away.

Huo Wu's actions only made Feng Xiaotian more anxious. He clenched his fist tightly.

From time to time, he kept watching her every move. Whenever he glanced toward Huo Wu, she was almost always looking at Dai Yao. Feng Xiaotian could feel her pulling away from him more and more.

"No, Huo Wu, you will be mine! I must win!" His resolve became firmer as he swore to win this match, even if it meant revealing his self-created soul skill.

After the bowing ceremony, both teams slowly retreated and assumed their positions. Once the referee confirmed everything, the booming voice echoed throughout the Soul Arena.

"Begin the match!"

In an instant, the arena erupted with a burst of soul power, yellow and purple soul rings shining brightly. The raindrops seemed to freeze for a moment before crashing to the ground.

[End of Chapter]

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