"Seventh Spirit Skill, True Body of the Owl."
"Seventh Spirit Skill, True Body of the Mighty Vajra Bear."
Flender and Zhao Wou jointly activated their true bodies and rushed Chrysanthemum Douluo. Now an 83rd-level Soul Douluo and an 81st-level Soul Douluo together could resist a Title Douluo for a bit—but only that. Victory was impossible.
"Hmph, seeking death. Sixth Spirit Skill: Golden Stamen Spreading Radiance!" Chrysanthemum Douluo didn't even open his true body—he attacked directly.
Golden shockwaves swept at the pair. Zhao Wuji hurriedly blocked Flender. "First Spirit Skill: Immovable King's Body!"
He tried to tank a Title Douluo's attack with his body. The gap was too great; his internal organs were instantly injured, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
With years of teamwork, Flender would not waste the opening Zhao Wuji bought with heavy injury.
"Eighth Spirit Skill: Dazzling Gilded Plume!"
Flender's strongest AoE—golden cat-eagle feathers became countless magical light-arrows that also blinded enemies.
"Heh. Fifth Spirit Skill: Gathering of Cold Petals." Yue Guan sneered. By numbers, would he lose to a Soul Douluo?
Blades of chrysanthemum petals filled the sky, clashing fiercely with Flender's feathers. Though Flender's was an eighth skill and Yue Guan's a fifth, Flender was thoroughly suppressed.
Feather after feather was cut apart; at this rate, both he and Zhao Wuji would be pierced by a thousand blades.
Yu Tianheng slapped back the Black Tiger Sect master he was fighting and shouted, "Seniors, switch! You deal with this sick tiger. I'll take that sissy."
Though only a Soul Douluo, after Seagod Island's trials Yu Tianheng's combat power far exceeded Flender's. His martial soul needed no comparison—bar god-tier souls, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was the ceiling of beast souls. He also had two soul bones. Against Chrysanthemum Douluo, he might not win, but he wouldn't lose easily.
"Brat, how dare you look down on me!" the Black Tiger Sect master roared, slamming a tiger palm at Yu Tianheng. As a master of one of the new Nine Great Sects, he felt deeply insulted.
Lightning surged in Yu Tianheng's hands as he met the blow with ease. "Hmph. A sect master, and this is your strength? Not enough to scratch me. Today I'll turn this sick tiger into a sick cat."
"Young friend Yu, don't underestimate people. We may be weaker than you now, but we're the elder generation. Before we die, we don't need kids to face Title Douluo for us." Flender forced himself up. "Yu Tianheng, focus on the Black Tiger. I won't fall that easily."
"Overestimating yourself. You think you can withstand me? Seventh Spirit Skill: Martial Soul True Body!" Chrysanthemum Douluo opened his true body; his skills rose greatly in power.
Flender and Zhao Wuji, who had barely held on before, were instantly enveloped by a storm of petals.
"Good. My Old Ghost is lonely below. I'll send you two down to keep him company." Yue Guan snapped, sending petals at their hearts, foreheads, and the backs of their heads.
"This is it. Old Zhao, we die together today. I'm sorry—I dragged you into this." Flender said.
Zhao Wuji laughed boldly. "Boss, what are you saying? We've lived and died together for years—when have I ever backed down? A pity I won't see Little Qin and that fatty again. But it's fine—they'll avenge us."
"This is the price for mere Soul Douluos daring to challenge a Title Douluo." Perhaps the sight reminded Yue Guan of Ghost Douluo, stoking his hatred. Why were he and his Old Ghost torn apart, while these two could live and die together?
"How about adding me?" Not far off, a blaze was battering the Spirit Empire's formations.
The army could not stop the newcomer. Flames erupted beneath Flender and Zhao Wuji's feet, incinerating all petals.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, you won't harm my teacher today. Your opponent is me!"
Qin Ming arrived at the critical moment.
"Teacher Qin!"
"Little Qin!"
The Emperor Team and Flender rejoiced. tFrom that aura, Qin Ming was no longer the man he used to be.
Qin Ming glanced back at the battered Flender and Zhao Wuji, anger flashing in his eyes. "Dean, help Teacher Zhao back to rest. Leave this to me."
"You again!" Yue Guan recalled the valley ambush—how similar to today. Back then he had been a move away from killing Flender, only for this man to save him.
He'd said then that if Qin Ming ever reached Soul Douluo level, he might pose a problem. It seemed that had come true—and Qin Ming's strength likely surpassed Flender and Zhao Wuji's.
"Fire Wolf Douluo Qin Ming challenges Chrysanthemum Douluo. As a Title Douluo, you've tried to kill my teacher again and again. Today, no matter what, I'll repay you in kind." Qin Ming revealed his rings: two yellow, three purple, three black, one red—an actual Title Douluo.
"Little Qin is titled—and he has a hundred-thousand-year ring!" Flender was moved beyond words. Though Shrek was only Qin Ming's start and his true cultivation came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Qin Ming was still a Shrek graduate. For the academy to produce a Title Douluo—how could he not be proud?
"Haha, we're not dying today. Drinks later!" Zhao Wuji laughed. He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want it either. With a disciple titled, where would a teacher like him be needed?
"Good—Fire Wolf Douluo. Let's see how far you've come. Ninth Spirit Skill: The Chrysanthemum Withers, Petals Fall, Hearts Break!" Yue Guan used his ninth skill at once, wary of this new Title Douluo whose attribute countered his.
A tornado of petals wrapped Qin Ming. At its center, he drew flame to shield himself—he couldn't block all the damage, but he minimized it.
He was charging up—burst-type soul masters kill in a single strike.
"Seventh Spirit Skill: Martial Soul True Body. Third Spirit Skill: Wolf's Fury. First Spirit Skill: Gather Qi. Eighth Spirit Skill: Sacred Fire of the Azure Wolf!"
Four skills in concert: three to empower, then the strongest strike to decide the battle.