Chapter 32: The Grand Tournament Begins, First Battle (1 / 1)
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"Ah!"
Although the scream was not loud, the attention of the people around them was focused on them. Since they were all Spirit Masters, they heard it clearly.
Instantly, many people around cast disdainful glances at Xiong Zhong. No one present knew Xiong Zhong's strength.
But in their eyes, if he couldn't even match a bean sprout, he must be trash.
"Sorry, I hurt you." Tang Wulin smiled and pulled with all his might, bringing Xiong Zhong to one knee in front of him. He leaned close to his ear and said coldly, "But you can't even withstand the strength of a bean sprout when shaking hands. I'm surprised. With your level, don't come out and embarrass yourself."
After saying that, Tang Wulin released his hand, not even glancing at him as he returned to his original position.
Xiong Zhong covered his trembling hands, stood up, and glared at Tang Wulin fiercely, his eyes filled with fear.
"What's going on? You couldn't beat him in a fight of strength?" Just then, a young man in a blue shirt, with sharp eyes and long blue hair, approached Xiong Zhong.
Xiong Zhong was extremely respectful to this man: "I was careless, but that kid is truly wicked. He's incredibly strong. If I were to activate my spirit, I wouldn't lose to him."
The blue-haired boy glanced at Xiong Zhong and said coldly: "It would be best if, as you said, you meet him on the field and redeem yourself for the shame you brought upon the academy."
"Understood," Xiong Zhong nodded in agreement.
"By the way, tell the others to give Huo Yun from the East Sea Academy a proper lesson. We, the Sun Moon Royal Spirit Master Academy, are not to be trifled with." With that, the blue-haired boy left without a backward glance.
In his eyes, Tang Wulin was nothing, unworthy of his attention. He was simply lucky to have happened upon the reforms to the Federation Grand Competition, qualifying him to participate in this grand event for all the geniuses in the Federation except Shrek.
As for Shrek, everyone automatically ruled it out, believing it contained not geniuses but monsters.
Tang Wulin didn't know about this, and even if he did, he wouldn't have taken it to heart.
The others also withdrew their teasing glances. Those who could participate in this competition were almost all the elites of the various academies. The fact that he could easily defeat him proved that Tang Wulin was definitely something special. The strong are respected, and those who want to cause trouble should consider their qualifications.
Soon, Wu Zhangkong returned, bringing the opponent they had drawn.
"Your match is in venue 16. Plate number is 360. This is your electronic card with your opponent's information."
Tang Wulin took an electronic card from Wu Changkong. It displayed his information and his opponent's number, 250.
Seeing those two numbers, Tang Wulin couldn't contain himself: "360, 250."
Is that some kind of antivirus software?
And then there's his opponent's number. Fortunately, on Douluo Continent, that number isn't insulting.
"I just don't know what kind of person my opponent is?" Tang Wulin chuckled.
Wu Zhangkong said, "No matter who it is, aren't you confident of victory? But we shouldn't underestimate our opponent. After all, there's still a considerable gap in age and cultivation."
"Don't worry, I'm confident." Tang Wulin nodded slightly.
It wasn't long before Tang Wulin's number was called. He immediately said goodbye to Wu Changkong and reported to the competition venue.
After checking the electronic sign, he passed through the passage, feeling the cheers of hundreds of thousands of people outside. The immense roar was like a surging wave, deafening and continuous.
Tang Wulin stepped onto the stage, which was over a hundred meters long. His opponent soon appeared. Coincidentally, it was none other than Xiong Zhong, the man who had taunted him earlier. "It's you! I don't know if it's just bad luck that you've met me so soon." Seeing Tang Wulin, Xiong Zhong grinned grimly, his fists clenching.
"You're such an idiot indeed." Seeing the other man's confident look, Tang Wulin shook his head speechlessly.
Even after suffering a loss at his hands before, he still felt confident he could defeat him. Who gave him the confidence?
"The match will begin after the 5-second countdown. Rules of the game: You may use any abilities. I will stop the match if necessary." The referee stepped onto the stage, mechanically announcing the rules, and raised his hand.
"5-second countdown. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Match begins!" With the referee's hand dropping, Tang Wulin's first individual match of the Federation Tournament officially began.
"Roar!"
Xiong Zhong roared furiously. His original height of 1.5 meters suddenly ballooned to 2 meters. His already exceptionally muscular body became rock-hard, and his arms were covered in a profusion of brown hair.
A profusion of bristles sprouted from his face, and the upper half of his school uniform was ripped apart by the surging muscles.
Two yellow and one purple spirit rings appeared on his body, and he strode towards Tang Wulin.
"Earth Violent Bear!" Tang Wulin immediately recognized the bear's spirit: a powerful beast spirit possessing immense strength and the ability to control the earth element.
Seeing this, his right arm quickly transformed into a golden dragon claw, his eyes shone golden, and a golden spirit ring rose from his feet. In an instant, a mighty dragon aura emanated from him.
The spirit masters with dragon spirits throughout the arena felt a sense of pressure, and other spirit masters with around three spirit rings also felt the terrifying dragon aura.
Countless people were captivated by his golden spirit rings and froze in their places, including the bear, who was charging towards him. He paused for a moment before continuing his charge.
"Oh my god! It's a golden spirit ring! How incredibly rare! The legendary million-year spirit ring is a golden spirit ring, and it's only appeared once or twice in history. So the third million-year spirit ring in history has appeared today?"
A host, upon seeing this, immediately, as if smelling something big, shifted the camera to Tang Wulin's competition field, Court 16.
The others followed suit, sensing something interesting.
In less than ten seconds, the cameras covering the first day of the Federation Competition shifted to Tang Wulin's competition field, Court 6.
Everyone was captivated by the golden spirit ring. After all, golden spirit rings were so rare in history. To create a buzz, the host even compared it to a million-year spirit ring.
In Aolai City, in the villa Tang Wulin's family had previously purchased.
After several months of renovations, Tang Wulin and his family had officially moved in.
Na'er was sitting idly on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching TV, when she saw this scene.
"Brother?!" Na'er froze in mid-air as she put a potato chip in her mouth, dropping it to the ground in surprise. A flash of purple flashed in her eyes.
Although Tang Wulin was wearing makeup, she knew by instinct that the focus of the video was her brother, Tang Wulin.
Observing the golden aura emanating from Tang Wulin, Na'er felt as if a certain energy within her resonated with it.
Unbeknownst to Na'er's recognition, Tang Wulin, facing the charging Xiong Zhong, similarly exerted force with his legs, charging forward like a cheetah.
As he ran, the golden dragon claw of his right hand carved a deep mark into the pre-formed ground.
Simultaneously, a golden spirit ring shimmered, and a tremendous amount of Qi and blood power erupted from him, coating Tang Wulin's entire body in a brilliant golden glow. Behind him, the figure of the Golden Dragon King emerged.
The Golden Dragon King's first spirit skill: Golden Dragon Body!
Simultaneously boosting all-around strength, speed, defense, and offense.
"You, a one-ringed spirit master, are unworthy enough to fight me head-on."
Xiong Zhong roared at the charging Tang Wulin. His first and third spirit rings ignited, his muscles swelled, and a brown-yellow light flickered across his body.
First spirit skill: Brute Force! Third spirit skill: Earth Power!
One simply boosted his strength, while the other relied on the power of the earth to enhance his attack and defense.
With this dual amplification, Xiong Zhong's strength reached an extremely formidable level. He clenched his right fist and smashed down hard at Tang Wulin.
A golden light flashed in Tang Wulin's eyes. From his perspective, Xiong Zhong's movements seemed to be in slow motion, and he could predict every move.
As he ducked to avoid the punch, he clenched his left fist, planted his right foot on the ground, and unleashed a powerful stab through his calf. Like a cannonball, he launched a superhuman punch, striking Xiong Zhong squarely in the abdomen.
With a thud, the immense force caused Xiong Zhong to spit out water, hunched over, and stepped backward.
Tang Wulin charged forward and delivered a whip-kick to the opponent's face, knocking him to the ground. The Golden Dragon Claw followed, striking Xiong Zhong's neck just a centimeter away.
The referee, stunned by this, quickly called out, "Stop!"
He hadn't expected a first-ring Spirit Master to not only triumph over a third-ring Spirit Master, but to do so so cleanly, the fight lasting less than ten seconds from start to finish.
At the referee's call, Tang Wulin sheathed his spirit and headed off the field.
Xiong Zhong, still dazed from Tang Wulin's kick, climbed up from the ground and shouted, "No, I haven't lost yet. I could withstand that blow, but you can't..."
"You can't," the referee interrupted, pointing to the damage left by the Golden Dragon Claw on the ground. A crack at least three centimeters long had been scratched through the solid metal.
Seeing that mark, Xiong Zhong suddenly realized that the arena used for this match was made of a hundred-forged metal, its sturdiness unimaginable.
A move that could leave a mark on it wasn't something his mortal body could withstand. Furthermore, the opponent had struck his most vulnerable neck. If that move had landed, he would have been the one to die.
The thought of this made his scalp tingle, as he suddenly felt as if the opponent had foreseen the outcome of this whole thing. Even during his charge, he had painstakingly left a mark on the ground, demonstrating his terrifying offensive power.
And he was right. Tang Wulin had just activated not only the Golden Dragon King spirit but also the Eye of Destiny.
Under the gaze of the Eye of Destiny, Xiong Zhong's movements had long been visible. Even his abilities were no secret to Tang Wulin.
It could be said that Tang Wulin was playing with his cards on the table, but it was he who was making them visible.
His defeat was sealed the moment the Eye of Destiny opened, leaving no chance of victory. Tang Wulin stepped off the stage, and Wu Zhangkong immediately greeted him, "You're making quite a fuss! That golden spirit ring is quite eye-catching."
He had heard what the hosts had said before. He wasn't sure if Tang Wulin was using a million-year spirit ring, but the person before him had certainly possessed one before.
If the two were linked, Tang Wulin would surely receive considerable attention.
Tang Wulin chuckled and replied, "Isn't that great? It'll stop those bullies from bothering me."
"Hello, since you're contestant Huo Yun's mentor, right? Could you please give me an interview?" Tang Wulin had barely finished speaking when a loud female voice echoed from a distance.
The two turned and saw several hosts running towards them, microphones in hand.
"What about them?" Wu Zhangkong asked calmly, but the upward smile on his face was a bit too noticeable.
Tang Wulin rolled his eyes at him angrily. "What do you think? Hurry up and run with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Changkong lifted Tang Wulin up, blue soul energy coursing through him.
Tang Wulin felt a chill and a gust of air rush past his ears. Immediately afterwards, they appeared a hundred meters away from their original position. In a matter of breaths, they had left the hosts behind, leaving them no trace, and were out of the stadium.
Finally, they came to a quiet spot outside and stopped.
Tang Wulin landed, straightened his clothes, then looked at Wu Changkong and said angrily, "No, there are so many ways to carry someone, but you chose to carry me, and carry me all the way at once.
Come on, you came to me, and I'm your boss now, after all. How dare you treat your boss like this?
Are you really not afraid that I'll fire you?"
"Sorry, it's an emergency. I'll try a princess carry next time," Wu Changkong said, bowing quickly in apology.
Hearing this, Tang Wulin suddenly flashed back to the image of Wu Changkong scooping him up like a princess, and he shuddered. "Let's not do that."
"Come to think of it, the auction I asked you to check should be tonight."