Douluo Dragon King: The First Person in History

Chapter 98 of the First Person

But they aren't perpetual motion machines, so Wu Siduo and Gu Yue guessed that at most, each of them could only participate in one of the three one-on-one matches.

Therefore, they chose to send out Yue Zhengyu in the first one-on-one match. After years of being spurred on by Qian Guchenran, Yue Zhengyu had already undergone a complete transformation.

Even if it were Li Qiankun and his companion who went on stage, he was still confident that he could deplete their soul power and lay the foundation for their final victory.

When the students from Class 3-1 across the way saw that Yue Zhengyu was the first to appear, everyone else tensed up. Mo Jue, who had originally planned to be the first to go out and boost morale, stopped in his tracks.

Her martial soul, Black Swan, is a high-level martial soul with a dark attribute. It is countered by Yue Zhengyu's Holy Angel martial soul, so if she goes first, it will definitely affect the rest of the matches.

Song Lin sighed and looked at Ye Wu: "Wu Rui, you go first. Try to deplete Le Zhengyu's soul power as much as possible."

Wu Rui nodded and took heavy steps toward the arena. Although Le Zhengyu was only a second-year student, his reputation was widespread in third-year and higher classes.

He and Yu Longqing, who had already entered the inner courtyard, were extremely close. Before Yu Longqing entered the inner courtyard, he often sparred with Le Zhengyu. Although Le Zhengyu usually lost, he had also won a few times.

Yu Longqing even commented in his class that Le Zhengyu was not bad! As a result, Le Zhengyu's reputation spread throughout the upper grades.

Having received the telepathic message from Zhuo Shi, Wu Changkong stood in the center of the arena. After the two students arrived, he immediately gave the signal: "Begin!"

With a clatter, Wu Changkong's figure vanished from the arena. Seeing that the opponent wasn't Mo Jue, whom he most wanted to face, Le Zhengyu shook his head regretfully.

I was originally planning to use that soul skill to hit her without rushing, but since she didn't go on stage, I'll save it for the seven-on-seven match.

Four spirit rings, purple, purple, and purple, appeared behind Le Zhengyu. He looked at Wu Rui, who was holding a book and looking at him warily, and raised an eyebrow.

His second spirit ring flashed, and a holy sword made of light element, with intricate patterns painted on its blade, appeared in his hand.

Pure white wings appeared behind Yue Zhengyu, and he flew into the sky. The tip of the holy sword in his hand was pointed at Wu Rui below.

Countless light elements formed light swords about one meter long, creating a rain of light that rushed towards Wu Rui below.

His third spirit ring flashed, and the pages of the book in his hand moved without wind. A mirror appeared in front of Wu Rui. This was his third spirit skill, Mirror Reflection, which could reflect the opponent's attacks.

The rain of light, composed of countless lightsabers, suddenly exploded the moment Wu Rui's mirror image appeared, turning into countless points of light that scattered in the air.

Le Zhengyu's lips curled into a smile. Snap! With a snap of his fingers, the points of light instantly transformed into flares.

"Damn it! You have no sportsmanship!" Wu Rui stretched out his arm to block in front of him, and the book in his hand started flipping open again on its own.

As his first spirit ring lit up, countless vines flew out from the pages of the book and spread out, wrapping Wu Rui up and shielding him from the super flashbang released by Yue Zhengyu, and protecting him from Yue Zhengyu's attacks during this time.

Wu Rui looked ahead warily, his Heavenly Book Martial Soul ready to be activated at any moment. Each ring of his Heavenly Book Martial Soul could store a Soul Skill. His second Soul Skill was Teleportation, which he had specifically stored.

If Yue Zhengyu attacks, he will immediately activate his teleportation soul skill to escape, and then use his fourth soul skill, Copy, to create a phantom of Yue Zhengyu to help him fight.

Outside, the light gradually faded. Everyone realized that Yue Zhengyu's figure had already disappeared into the sky.

He stood on the arena, his holy sword aimed at the vine-covered eyeball in front of him, unleashing one slash after another.

The moment Wu Rui felt his vines being cut, he instantly teleported away. The instant he reappeared outside, Le Zhengyu transformed into a golden streak of light and, before Wu Rui could react, punched him in the stomach, sending him flying off the stage.

Bang! Wu Rui's figure flew off the stage, but Wu Changkong appeared behind him and caught him.

Wu Rui opened his eyes, looked at Le Zhengyu who was smiling at him on the stage, and sighed helplessly.

When Le Zhengyu's fist struck him, the soul power within his body was suddenly dissolved and suppressed, followed by a wave of dizziness. These successive changes rendered Wu Rui's prepared soul skills completely useless.

He was eventually knocked off the stage by a punch from Yue Zhengyu.

Chapter 188 Angelic Assault and the Unburnt Blue Silver Grass

"Le Zhengyu wins the first match!"

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's verdict, Song Lin and the other contestants from Class 3-1 all stared solemnly at Le Zhengyu, who was about to walk off the stage.

He truly deserves to be called someone who can fight Yu Longqing to a standstill. Whether it's control over his martial soul or his grasp of timing, he is superior to Wu Rui.

Wu Rui walked back to the classroom looking dejected. Ye Wu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, saying, "It's okay, Lao Wu. This time, your opponent was the famous Le Zhengyu. We all understand you. You didn't lose unjustly this time."

"Get out of here! You can't even speak properly! And what do you mean by 'I didn't lose unjustly'? You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"

After swatting away Ye Wu's hand from his shoulder, Wu Rui quickly told Mo Jue the information he had obtained:

"Sister Mo! The soul skill that Le Zhengyu used back then, once it hits a soul master, will suppress and dissolve the soul master's soul power. It will also cause the soul master to be stunned. I couldn't use any of my soul skills."

"Your martial soul is the Black Swan, a dark-attribute spirit. Be very careful of Yue Zhengyu's soul skill. My soul power has been suppressed to this extent; your dark-attribute soul power is even more vulnerable."

Mo Jue frowned upon hearing the news Wu Rui brought back. This Le Zhengyu was far too restrained towards her, but apart from herself and Li Qiankun, no one else might necessarily be his match.

"I understand! Thank you for the information. Two people, quickly take Teacher Wu Rui to get treatment."

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, He Yushu specially arranged for six teachers from the treatment department to be stationed in groups of three in the competition areas.

"No need, Sister Mo! I'm not seriously injured. Le Zhengyu didn't use his full strength. I can rest for a bit." Wu Rui shook his head and went to a shady spot to adjust the soul power that was still being suppressed within his body.

"That Le Zhengyu definitely has a backup plan. He even showed a hint of regret in his eyes when he saw you weren't playing. No wonder he's Yu Longqing's good brother; he's a monster too!"

Li Qiankun walked to Mo Jue's side and looked at the second-year students cheering across the way with a serious expression.

Enjoying the cheers of his classmates, Le Zhengyu couldn't help but smile smugly.

There's a family that's the number one family in the Spirit Pagoda, and it's great that my uncle is the brother of the Spirit Pagoda Master. With Qian Gu Chen Ran's help, Yue Zheng Yu's second soul spirit is a rare treasure that the Spirit Pagoda doesn't sell to outsiders.

If the Angel Family hadn't refused to ally with the Spirit Pagoda, Qian Gu Dongfeng would never have been willing to let Yue Zhengyu absorb that angelic soul from another dimension.

Interestingly, after Yue Zhengyu absorbed the angel's soul, the soul skills it provided him bore a striking resemblance to the ancestral soul skills of the Angel Clan of the Spirit Hall from tens of thousands of years ago. His spirit even underwent some positive evolution.

The third soul skill, Angelic Assault, concentrates the holy energy of the Holy Angel into its fist and unleashes it, forming a golden light shield upon attack, offering both offense and defense. The holy energy has a dissolving and suppressing effect on the target's soul power. It also causes a stun effect on the soul master.

Upon learning that his grandson's third soul skill was Angel Assault and that his martial soul had evolved, Le Zheng'en was so overjoyed that he immediately opened a bottle of fine wine. In front of everyone, he then officially appointed Le Zhengyu as the young clan leader.

The other high-ranking members of the Angel Clan naturally had no objections to this. So many years, so many years! Their Angel Clan had finally produced a descendant whose Martial Soul had evolved; if he didn't become the young patriarch, who would?

But ever since then, the elders in the family have been looking at Le Zhengyu with a slightly strange gaze. The unmarried women in the family have been visiting Le Zhengyu's house every few days.

Every time he saw them, Le Zhengyu felt like they wanted to devour him. He was so scared that he didn't dare to go back to his family and would hide in the Spirit Pagoda instead.

"Such pure light element!" Gu Yue looked curiously in Le Zhengyu's direction. Although it was far inferior to the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, it had already surpassed that of an ordinary Holy Angel Martial Soul. Interesting!

Whew! Tang Wulin let out a long breath, his eyes fixed firmly ahead, and he stood up and walked towards the arena. As they had agreed beforehand, Tang Wulin and Xu Yucheng would scout out the next two one-on-one matches.

After several days of intensive training, Wu Changkong was no longer the Tang Wulin he once was. On the podium, seeing his grand-disciple about to take the stage, Zhuoshi immediately perked up.

He was just waiting for Tang Wulin to take the stage, because Wu Changkong, Shen Yi, Xu Xiaoyan, and Xie Xie were not suitable to practice his Crimson Dragon Nine Forms.

Only Tang Wulin was born with a natural affinity for his Crimson Dragon Nine Forms. After his recent period of careful instruction, Tang Wulin, his grand-disciple, had already mastered the first two forms.

Zhuoshi is now just waiting for him to unleash his Crimson Dragon Nine Forms and make him look good.

"Ye Wu! Tang Wulin's martial soul is a mutated Blue Silver Grass. But no matter how mutated it is, Blue Silver Grass is still afraid of fire. You'll be going up in this match."

When Song Lin saw that her opponent was Tang Wulin, her eyes immediately lit up. Ye Wu, upon hearing that his opponent was merely a Soul Master with the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, immediately became more enthusiastic.

"Teacher, boss, Sister Mo! Just watch me! I'll win this match easily! Flame Body versus Blue Silver Grass, I love this matchmaking system so much."

Seeing Ye Wu revert to his old habit of arrogance, Mo Jue was speechless. She glared at Ye Wu, who was about to go on stage, and said with concern:

"Ye Wu, when you go on stage later, pay close attention to me. Don't underestimate him just because his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. He was able to get into Shrek Academy with a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, so Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass martial soul might not be as simple as you think."

"Don't worry, Sister Mo. Even if he's not simple, surely his Blue Silver Grass can withstand fire. Don't worry!" Ye Wu gave Mo Jue a reassuring look before stepping onto the arena.

Wu Changkong stood in the center of the arena, waiting for Tang Wulin and Ye Wu to arrive. His gaze flashed over Tang Wulin before he announced the start of the match.

Feeling Wu Changkong's gaze, Tang Wulin remained silent, but he knew it was Wu Changkong's encouragement. He was determined to show his full strength to his grandmaster and Teacher Wu.

As soon as Wu Changkong's figure disappeared, Ye Wu was engulfed in raging flames, and the flames on his back suddenly burst forth, transforming him into a red lightning bolt as he rushed towards Tang Wulin's direction.

So fast! Tang Wulin's pupils dilated suddenly. Although he was surprised that Ye Wu's speed was faster than that of the average agility-type soul master he had ever seen, he immediately noticed something amiss.

Countless golden-veined blue silver grasses sprouted from the cracks in the arena. A sea of ​​golden-veined blue silver grasses rushed towards Ye Wu, who was charging forward.

Seeing that Tang Wulin dared to use Blue Silver Grass to bind him, a hint of doubt flashed in Ye Wu's eyes. What's going on? Knowing that his martial soul is fire-attribute, why would he dare to use Blue Silver Grass to bind him?

But when he rushed into the Blue Silver Grass, he finally understood why Tang Wulin dared to let it entangle him. It couldn't be burned, it simply couldn't be burned. What kind of Blue Silver Grass was this that was so resistant to fire?

Pieces of battle armor imprinted with flame patterns appeared on Ye Wu's body, and he roared. The orange-red flames on his body turned azure blue.

Even though his flames were hot enough to burn through the Blue Silver Grass this time, countless Blue Silver Grasses rushed towards Ye Wu, filling the gaps he had created and giving him no chance to escape.

Chapter 189 Class 3-1 Forfeit

Good! He underestimated his opponent as expected. Seeing Ye Wu entangled in his Blue Silver Grass and unable to break free, a look of joy flashed in Tang Wulin's eyes.

Her own Golden-Veined Blue Silver Grass possessed immense resistance to various elements, and its vitality was incredibly tenacious. Even her dance teacher praised it highly.

Three spirit rings appeared: purple, purple, and purple. A golden-red dragon spirit, three meters long, appeared beside Tang Wulin.

"Mantou! Go and hold off that Soul Master inside, don't let him out." Tang Wulin patted the golden-red dragon-like Soul Spirit that was circling around him and rubbing against him, and pointed at Ye Wu, who was trying to break out of the Blue Silver Grass grove.

After nuzzling Tang Wulin's palm, the dragon-like spirit, nicknamed "Mantou," immediately merged into the Blue Silver Grass.

"Roar!" A giant dragon made of blue silver grass roared and charged towards Ye Wu.

"It's a sure thing! Ye Wu is a sitting duck right now. As long as Boss uses Crimson Dragon... Golden Dragon Nine Forms, we'll win this round." Xie Xie clapped his hands excitedly.

The other students in Class 1 were also proud of Tang Wulin's current performance, but at this moment Luo Guixing looked at Xie Xie, who was cheering her on, with a strange expression.

"So why did Wu Lin name his soul 'Mantou' (steamed bun)?"

"Ah! You mean this!" Xie Xie chuckled as he mentioned Mantou, "The boss's spirit is actually a Mandragora snake. Influenced by his bloodline, it eventually evolved into a dragon. As for Mantou, it's a homonym for the word Mandragora. The boss thought the name sounded nice, so he's been calling it that ever since."

"Does it sound good?" Luo Guixing and the others looked at Tang Wulin on the stage with strange expressions. They knew he liked to eat, but they didn't expect him to love it this much! Even his spirit's name couldn't escape being named after food.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, and countless golden dragon scales appeared on his hands. His third soul ring flashed, and the amplified soul skill, Blue Silver Golden Dragon Transformation, was activated.

A dazzling golden light erupted from his eyes, and his left fist clenched as he lashed out towards Ye Wu. Eight giant dragons formed from golden streams of energy flew towards Ye Wu.

Golden Dragon Nine Forms, Second Form: Golden Dragon Shakes the Earth

The Mandala Dragon, which was locked in combat with Ye Wu, also retreated to the side at this moment.

Sensing the Blue Silver Grass binding him weakening, Ye Wu mustered his strength and accelerated forward. But the moment he saw the light of day again, eight dragon-shaped streams of energy rushed towards him.

Knowing he couldn't dodge it, Ye Wu's eyes hardened as he charged towards the airflow. Flames flared up again, and he transformed into a streak of blue light, rushing straight ahead.

Bang! The golden dragon slammed into Ye Wu's body. Feeling the flames on his body being torn apart by Tang Wulin's energy, disbelief flashed in Ye Wu's eyes.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between Ye Wu and the Golden Dragon Earthshaker, Tang Wulin immediately unleashed the Golden Dragon Nine Forms. Golden blood energy transformed into a giant golden dragon, charging towards Ye Wu once again.

The first of the nine forms of the Golden Dragon is the Golden Dragon that Startles the Heavens.

The Mandragora Dragon, which had been roaming around Ye Wu, manipulated the Blue Silver Grass to form a high wall around Ye Wu, blocking his retreat.

Boom! The combined attacks of Golden Dragon Shock and Golden Dragon Earthshaking violently dispersed the flames on Ye Wu's body, slamming him directly into the Blue Silver Grass wall behind him.