Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

Returning to his residence, Yu Xiaogang immediately called the Shrek Seven Devils to his room to discuss tactics without giving them any time to repair themselves.

Shrek Academy looked relaxed in this game and did not suffer any injuries, but it definitely consumed a lot of soul power, especially Tang San, who can still feel the pain from deep in his soul to this day.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and said, "Will your soul power be able to return to its best state in tomorrow's final?"

Tang San nodded: "No problem."

Yu Xiaogang's expression did not relax. He sighed and said with a bit of self-blame:

"I still miscalculated. If I had known that Xiao San could use the Clear Sky Hammer's weapon soul true form with the seven-in-one fusion skill, we should have kept it and used it to deal with the Northland Academy."

Tang San shook his head: "Teacher, I can't blame you, and if we hadn't used this move today, we might not have been able to defeat the Spirit Hall Academy team."

Dai Mubai asked: "Can't we use this trick against Beidi Academy tomorrow?"

Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice: "The most terrifying thing about the real weapon soul is that it will fuse the caster's own soul with the weapon soul, which requires the consumption of soul power.

"Xiao San can use your soul power, but he needs to bear the consumption of soul power himself. If he uses it again tomorrow, it will cause irreparable damage to the soul."

Tang San pondered for a moment, "I'm going to ask Dugu Bo if there is any herb that can restore the power of the soul. Amon treated his granddaughter like this in the previous competition. If there is, he will definitely help."

The rest of the people's eyes lit up. If Tang San could use the Clear Sky Hammer's weapon soul again, then defeating the Northland Academy didn't seem impossible.

When Tang San found Dugu Bo, the latter did not hesitate and immediately took out all the medicines he carried and let Tang San choose.

"Teach that bastard Amon a lesson as much as possible." Dugu Bo said harshly.

"Well, I will try my best." Tang San nodded heavily.

The next day, the final championship battle began.

The man in red robe opened his eyes, stared at Tang San closely, and asked Walter beside him: "Is your apprentice okay? I don't want the soul bones belonging to our Spirit Hall to fall into the hands of others."

After seeing the power of Tang San's use of the Clear Sky Hammer, Walter also felt a little uncertain, "If it was just her, it might be a little difficult, but the captain of the Northland Academy is also a noteworthy figure."

"That captain?" The man in gold said.

"Yes, he also has the soul power of the Soul King, and I'm afraid he is close to the Soul Emperor. It's hard to say how powerful the martial soul is, but using it to interfere is definitely a headache."

Walter knew that Amon had clones, mental interference, and the ability to steal soul skills. These abilities can work wonders if used well in group battles.

Contestants from Shrek Academy and Northland Academy walked onto the field.

Amon had a faint smile on his face, and there was no trace of nervousness at all.

The other players from Northland College also looked relaxed, as if this championship match was of no importance.

In sharp contrast to them was Shrek's side, who had a serious face and a tense atmosphere.

Tang San suddenly shouted loudly: "Remember our slogan, Shrek, we will win!"

"Shrek, we must win!"

Their uniform shouts echoed in front of the Pope's Palace, showing their indomitable determination to move forward.

"I'm so confident..." Bibi Dong said softly.

Hu Liena, who was fighting outside the arena, looked at Tang San and Amon standing opposite each other, feeling particularly disappointed. She had failed to live up to her teacher's expectations.

Ning Fengzhi smiled lightly and said: "They are a group of children who can create miracles. I believe they can win."

"Must win?" Yan Jin covered his mouth, yawned, looked at Tang San and said, "You can talk about it now. After a while, you will know what despair is."

When the referee announced the start of the game, Romil was uncharacteristically not using his martial soul to condense the seat.

"Xue Qinghe" who was watching the battle smiled, "It seems that at this time, they have to get serious."

Her smile quickly froze, and what followed was deep shock and confusion.

Yan Jin and others made a move that surprised everyone present. They left the arena immediately, leaving Amon alone.

This made Shrek and the others feel confused. They originally thought of fighting if they could, but if they really couldn't beat them, they would focus their fire and give someone on the other side a hard blow before giving up.

But now, Northland Academy has combined all their options into one: Set Fire Amon!

"What do you mean by this?" Tang San had a bad premonition in his heart, "Are you planning to fight seven of us alone?"

A surge of anger emerged in Dai Mubai's heart, "Are you too arrogant?"

His words expressed the true thoughts of many people.

Qian Renxue and Walter nodded in agreement, no matter how strong they were, they should not underestimate the enemy so much.

Amon took off his monocle, took out the silk and wiped it, then put it back on, and said with a chuckle:

"Arrogant? Are you the ones who are arrogant? Who gave you the illusion that you are qualified to be my opponent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying momentum rose from Amon's body, like a landslide or a tsunami.

This is the effect of Amon's first soul skill. It can steal the "expressive power" of his own soul power, hide his martial soul and soul power fluctuations, and can also release it at the right time to create the illusion of great momentum.

In the past, he had always used "stealing" and had almost never released "expressive power". Over the years, the "amount" accumulated was quite considerable.

Creating a soul pressure at the level of Soul Douluo was just a drop in the bucket compared to the total amount of "expressive power".

Faced with the impact of this momentum, Shrek and his party all turned pale. They felt the trembling from the depths of their souls, so that even moving their bodies seemed to be a luxury.

"Contra!" Yu Xiaogang said in a lost voice, "How is this possible?"

"Cheating, you are cheating!" Flanders was a little out of control.

"Xue Qinghe" sitting on the referee's seat stood up suddenly and looked at Walter on the side, with a hint of doubt and inquiry in his eyes.

Walter shook his head, and he himself was also confused.

Half a year ago, he personally took Amon to hunt for the fifth soul ring. How could he become a Soul Douluo after half a year?

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of horror and a bit of suspicion.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong on the field with a worried look in his eyes.

"This is impossible!" Tang San gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't judge me with your cognition, people are different." Amon walked forward slowly.

Every step he took forward, the soul pressure on the Shrek Seven Devils became stronger.

When he walked in front of Tang San, the pressure was close to that of a Titled Douluo!

Dai Mubai's lips turned pale, and he couldn't even speak. He could only stare at Amon with his eyes.

At this moment, their brains were blank. Let alone fighting back, they had already tried their best to stay standing.

Ning Rongrong, who had a weaker will, was the first to lose support and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Chen Xin shouted worriedly: "Rongrong!"

Amon looked at Tang San and said softly:

"When I killed Shi Nian, you were there, right? I knew it all, but I didn't care.

"What you did later was as ridiculous as a clown... but it gave me some fun.

"I changed that letter. It's very interesting, isn't it? By the way, you probably don't know that this letter actually has some follow-up effects.

"It made Walter notice you and your father, 'Haotian Douluo'. He probably used your identity to set up a trap and made some arrangements, which might kill some people."

Tang San's pupils shrank, and it was a little hard to believe.

Amon walked to Xiao Wu, patted her shoulder, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "Is this your lover? Is she very important to you?"

As the soul power vibrated, Xiao Wu fell forward.

Under Amon's deliberate control, a white flower with blood spots flew out of Xiao Wu's chest as the soul power vibrated.

Her expression changed drastically, and a look of horror appeared on her face. She temporarily broke through the pressure brought by Amon's soul power, moved her arm, and tightly grasped the "Lovesickness Heartbroken Red" in her hand.

But it was too late. In that instant, all the Titled Douluos present set their eyes on her, and even Amon was temporarily ignored.

"Oh...interesting. "Amon pretended to be in a daze, looking at Xiao Wu with a half-smile.

He stepped on Xiao Wu's hand holding "Love Heartbroken Red", "Ha, it's really interesting, you dare to come here to participate in the competition, do you really think everyone is blind?"

Hearing the meaning of his words, Xiao Wu's face was even more horrified, and she looked at Amon with a bit of hatred.

Along with Xiao Wu's hand, a petal of "Love Heartbroken Red" stepped on by Amon swayed slightly, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

A stream of light flew out from Amon's feet and merged into "Love Heartbroken Red", and at the same time took back the original time worm.

The time worm that was parasitic in "Love Heartbroken Red" before had no chance to be upgraded and was already a little behind. Amon took this opportunity to replace it with a few of the latest ones with soul power of level 48 and complete souls.

Tang San saw Xiao Wu fall to the ground, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Do you feel your own powerlessness? But you can't do anything but watch. "Amon said with a chuckle.

The soul pressure emanating from Amon became heavier. Except for Tang San, none of the other Shrek contestants were still standing.

They suddenly felt their bodies lighten, and the heavy might like a mountain disappeared.

An old man with a sharp aura stood in front of them. He picked up Ning Rongrong and said in a deep voice:

"It seems a bit inappropriate for you to stand on this field, right?"

Amon pinched his monocle, "At least it didn't break the rules. But you, His Majesty Chen Xin, are standing in front of me. Do you also want to play on the field? You should be more than 25 years old, right?"

Without waiting for his answer, Amon shook his head slightly, "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

He turned around, used his soul power to materialize and condense a piece of pedal, slowly walked into the air, and unscrupulously exuded the pressure comparable to that of a Titled Douluo.

"Because, I'm already standing in the sky. "