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Chapter 88 - CHAPTER 88

Noumenon Academy vs. Dou Ling Team

The third round of the round-robin officially began.

The opponent of Noumenon Academy today could be said to be the strongest team in the group aside from themselves—the Dou Ling Team.

Among the seven official members of the Dou Ling Team, five were Soul Kings, while the remaining two were also high-level Soul Sects.

Judging purely from the lineup on paper, the Dou Ling Team was in no way inferior to the Noumenon Academy.

Even if Huo Yuhao were excluded, the still-growing Zhenyue and Long Aotian might not necessarily be able to defeat them.

However, that was only if Yuhao did not take the field.

After seeing his opponents, Yuhao had already made the decision to personally appear.

The competition format drawn by the two sides was a seven-person team battle.

When this format was confirmed, the Dou Ling Team secretly rejoiced.

They believed that although the members of the Noumenon Academy were individually powerful, their coordination was lacking.

This could be clearly seen in the first round-robin match.

What they overlooked, however, was one crucial factor—

In that first match, the one who fought was Wei Na, not Yuhao.

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"Please enter the arena!"

As the referee's voice rang out, the members of the Noumenon Academy and the Dou Ling Team walked onto the field one after another.

When he saw Yuhao walking at the very front of the Noumenon Academy lineup, Gu Zhujian, the captain of the Dou Ling Team, narrowed his eyes slightly. He turned to his teammates and said in a low voice:

"Do you still remember our battle plan? If we get the chance, we must eliminate that soul master named Huo Yuhao first."

In the Dou Ling Team's eyes, Yuhao was even more threatening than the six-ring Soul Emperor Zhenyue.

There was no other reason—

Yuhao's record of defeating seven opponents in a row during the previous round-robin was simply too shocking.

Hearing the solemn tone of their captain, the other Dou Ling Team members nodded in agreement.

However, the expressions on their faces were still rather grave.

Even though they had drawn a seven-person team battle, they still lacked full confidence in defeating the Noumenon Academy.

Gu Zhujian took in his teammates' expressions, chuckled softly, and said:

"Everyone, steady yourselves. Being timid before battle is a taboo. Besides, we still have our trump card. As long as we seize the right opportunity, even the Noumenon Academy won't be able to withstand it."

"That's right, we still have a hidden move."

The deputy captain beside him, Qian Yuan—a powerful attack-type Soul King with a soul power level of fifty-three—also spoke to encourage the team.

With encouragement from the two leaders, the morale of the Dou Ling Team gradually rose. The seven of them placed their hands together and shouted in unison:

"Victory!"

The Dou Ling Team was brimming with fighting spirit.

In contrast, the Noumenon Academy side was completely silent.

Wang Yanfeng, who had a relatively lively personality, originally wanted to cheer before the match like the Dou Ling Team.

But after seeing Yuhao's calm and indifferent expression, he swallowed his words.

Soon after, under the referee's guidance, both sides retreated to a safe distance and arranged their formations.

This was the standard formation of the Noumenon Academy.

Zhenyue and Bai Ting, who possessed the highest soul power levels, stood at the front.

Behind them was Qian Hua, whose soul power was second only to Zhenyue.

Yuhao stood behind Qian Hua, with Wang Yanfeng and Long Aotian positioned to his left and right.

Gu Tong stood at the very back.

On the opposite side, the Dou Ling Team set up a defensive formation.

Qian Yuan and Chi Hengyu stood at the front, shielding the rest of their teammates.

The moment he saw this formation, Yuhao immediately understood their intention.

The Dou Ling Team's trump card was a seventh-level soul tool—the Thunder Cannon—designed to be operated jointly by seven people.

With the power of a seventh-level soul tool, neither Long Aotian nor Zhenyue would be able to withstand it.

However, with Yuhao present, how could they be allowed to successfully assemble the Thunder Cannon?

The moment the match began, the seven members of the Dou Ling Team simultaneously released their martial spirits and activated their soul skills.

Chi Hengyu, who stood at the very front, was especially eye-catching.

His massive diamond shield rapidly expanded several times in size, transforming into an enormous shield wall that blocked everything ahead.

The remaining members also released their own defensive, enhancement, or interference-type abilities.

Everything they did revolved around buying time for the Thunder Cannon.

Unfortunately for them, what they were facing was the fully prepared Noumenon Academy.

At the very start of the battle, Yuhao released his Spirit Eye martial soul.

At the same time, Spiritual Detection and Spiritual Sharing were activated.

The three-dimensional battlefield layout and detailed information instantly appeared in the minds of all Noumenon Academy members.

For a moment, everyone else exclaimed in astonishment.

To be honest, this was their first time truly fighting as a team with Yuhao.

Yet with Spiritual Detection and Spiritual Sharing, their coordination instantly surpassed that of teams that had trained together for years.

"Zhenyue, Bai Ting—break through their defense as fast as possible. Qian Hua, coordinate with me to take out Gu Zhujian. The rest of you restrain Qian Yuan and the others."

Yuhao's commands were concise and precise, without a single unnecessary word.

Zhenyue, Long Aotian, and the others did not question Yuhao's orders at all.

Through Spiritual Detection, they had already discovered that the Dou Ling Team was secretly making preparations.

In an instant, the entire Noumenon Academy mobilized.

The fastest were Zhenyue and Bai Ting.

As they charged forward, both released their martial spirits, and soul rings lit up beneath their feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.

Both possessed near-perfect soul ring configurations.

In just a few breaths, the two crossed a distance of hundreds of meters.

Hum—hum!

As their soul rings alternated in light, Zhenyue's left arm suddenly swelled several times over.

His sleeve burst apart instantly, and his left arm expanded until it was even larger than his own body.

This was the soul skill attached to his fourth soul ring—Doubling.

Because it was exceptionally compatible with his martial soul, the power produced by Doubling was in no way inferior to a ten-thousand-year soul skill.

Beside him, Bai Ting directly activated his fifth soul skill—the ten-thousand-year soul ring ability, Blood Collapse.

Bai Ting's martial soul was his heart, an extremely powerful physical-type martial soul, not inferior even to Yuhao's Spirit Eyes or Long Aotian's skin.

The uniqueness of the Heart martial soul lay in its ability to fuse soul power with qi and blood.

In other words, every soul skill Bai Ting used carried the dual enhancement of soul power and blood energy.

Thus, although Bai Ting was only a level fifty-six Soul King, his actual combat strength was not inferior to the level sixty-two Zhenyue.

At this moment, Bai Ting's right fist was saturated with both soul power and blood energy.

With a single punch, the accumulated dual forces erupted violently.

Together with Zhenyue's doubled left arm, they smashed straight through the shield wall created by Chi Hengyu.

Even Qian Yuan and Chi Hengyu behind the shield were blasted backward at the same time.

With Qian Yuan and Chi Hengyu no longer blocking the way, Gu Zhujian was completely exposed before Yuhao and Qian Hua.

In Gu Zhujian's hands was still the core component of the Thunder Cannon.

Unfortunately, they did not have the time to assemble it.

Almost instantly, Qian Hua opened her alluring red lips, and the fourth soul ring beneath her feet lit up.

"Break!"

With a sharp cry, Gu Zhujian's head snapped backward violently, as though struck by a heavy hammer.

Qian Hua's martial soul was her mouth, and her attack and control methods relied entirely on sound waves.

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