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In the center of the Spirit Fighting Stage, a circular platform with a diameter of two meters suddenly rose from the ground. As it slowly ascended, a thick golden pillar supporting the platform became visible, and a young woman was leaning against that golden pillar.
The woman appeared to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a dignified and beautiful white long dress, with long, wavy brown hair. Her ample bosom and captivatingly slender waist exuded an astonishing beauty. She held a conical spirit tool amplifier in her hand, and a professional smile graced her pretty face.
"It is my honor to meet all distinguished guests again." The woman in the white dress stepped out after the circular platform ascended into place, twirled around once, and waved to the surrounding stands. The platform that brought her up quietly descended, quickly returning to its normal position without leaving a trace.
"It is Doudou's honor to once again host the team Spirit fighting competition in the main Spirit Fighting Arena for all distinguished guests. I hope all distinguished guests will enjoy themselves tonight. Today will be a highlight, and we have only arranged this one Spirit fight for tonight. Although the opposing sides are only Spirit Elders, they have both already earned the honor of silver Spirit fighting badges. If I had to give them a title, I think the word 'genius' would be very fitting. Doudou will provide commentary for all distinguished guests throughout the entire match. Now, I will introduce the opposing teams to our distinguished guests."
"Huang Dou Battle Team, Captain: Yu Tianheng, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit Master…"
"Shrek Seven Devils Team, Captain: Evil Eyes White Tiger, White Tiger Spirit Master…"
The host, Doudou, skillfully narrated the backgrounds of both teams with her professional hosting techniques. Her sweet voice, amplified by the spirit tool, swept through each private box like a spring breeze, subtly stirring the anticipation of the distinguished guests present.
"Without further ado, let us welcome both teams with enthusiastic applause!" Doudou playfully winked. "As Spirit Elder-level Spirit Masters, Doudou is truly looking forward to witnessing this battle between geniuses~"
Before her words even finished, a pure white light suddenly burst forth from her body. To everyone's surprise, a strand of silvery-white hair appeared amidst her wavy brown hair, and a pair of snow-white wings unfolded behind her. Three yellow spirit rings rose from beneath her feet, and as the third spirit ring lit up, those wings gently flapped, carrying her graceful figure soaring into the air.
As a Spirit Master with the White Dove Spirit, Doudou's third spirit ring, though only a hundred-year quality, granted her the ability to fly, making her even more formidable. Her elegant soaring in the air, holding a crystal amplifier, resembled a dove carrying an olive branch, adding a touch of softness to the impending fierce battle.
The hidden doors on both sides of the Spirit Fighting Stage silently slid open, and two teams of people simultaneously advanced towards the center, guided by the spotlights.
From the left passage, the Huang Dou Battle Team made their appearance with neat steps. Yu Tianheng led the way, with faint lightning flickering on his dark blue team uniform; the Shi Brothers followed closely like two iron towers; Oslo's stern face appeared even sharper under the illumination of his Ghost Leopard Spirit; at the end of the team, Feng Xiao embraced the ancient "Fuxi" and walked side-by-side with the two female members, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling—this was a carefully adjusted lineup by Qin Ming, who replaced the original Yu Feng with Feng Xiao to avoid the disadvantage of the Wind Chime Bird Spirit being countered by phoenix flames.
From the right passage, the Shrek Seven Devils also exuded an imposing aura. Dai Mubai, leading the way, had his golden hair flying, and his Evil Eyes burned with fighting Spirit. The moment the two team captains' eyes met, an invisible spark seemed to explode in the air, and the faint roar of a dragon and a tiger echoed throughout the entire Spirit Fighting Arena.
"Is that…?" Xiao Wu's rabbit ears unconsciously perked up, Tang San's pupils slightly contracted, and a hint of surprise flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's icy cold face—the three of them simultaneously focused their gazes on Feng Xiao.
Feng Xiao smiled gently, his fingertips lightly caressing the zither strings: "Long time no see, Student Tang, Xiao Wu." His gaze shifted to the black-clad girl, "And this friend from Star Luo."
On the Spirit Fighting Stage, the members of both teams looked at each other, surprise evident on their faces.
"Xiaofeng, you know them?" Dugu Yan leaned close to Feng Xiao's ear and asked in a low voice.
Feng Xiao looked at the Shrek members with a gentle gaze: "Student Tang's Blue Silver Grass, Sister Xiao Wu's scorpion braid…" His gaze finally rested on Zhu Zhuqing, "And the Hell Civet Spirit unique to the Star Luo Empire, they are all too recognizable."
Although their conversation was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in the quiet Spirit Fighting Arena.
"The one who plays the zither" Xiao Wu playfully winked, "Since we know each other, Sister Xiao Wu will go easy on you later"
Dugu Yan frowned, about to retort, but Feng Xiao gently stopped her: "Then I'll thank Sister Xiao Wu for your kindness in advance." He cupped his hands and smiled, his posture composed.
This humble response caused the Shrek members to show a hint of disdain, but only Zhu Zhuqing's gaze became even sharper. She clearly remembered the young man who, months ago, with only two spirit rings, subdued Zhu Zhuyun and numerous pursuers with a single zither melody.
"Be careful of his zither music." Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice broke the brief silence, her black cat tail unconsciously tensing. "He is not an ordinary Spirit Master."
Before her words finished, the gazes of both teams' members clashed in the air like sharp swords. Before the battle even began, two fierce auras intensely collided on the Spirit Fighting Stage, stirring up ripples of invisible spirit power.
In mid-air, Doudou gently flapped her snow-white dove wings, and her soft voice, amplified by the spirit tool, spread throughout the arena: "Both Spirit Masters, please complete your Spirit summoning within one minute. You may only launch attacks after I announce 'Begin.' The criteria for determining victory are: one side surrenders, all members lose combat capability, or fall off the Spirit Fighting Stage."
This melodious voice was a pleasant enjoyment to the distinguished guests in the private boxes, but it instantly tensed the nerves of the fourteen young Spirit Masters on the stage. Xiao Wu's rabbit ears perked up alertly, and blue lightning flickered on Yu Tianheng's fingertips; everyone understood—this dragon-tiger battle was about to begin.
At the entrances to the passages on both sides of the Spirit Fighting Stage, the leaders of both teams were closely monitoring the situation on the field.
On the Shrek side, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang stood at the very front with a deep frown, behind him were Flender, who kept stroking his chin, and Zhao Wuji, who stood with his arms crossed. Since they did not have VIP qualifications, the three could only watch the battle from the contestant passage. And a hundred meters away on the opposite side, Qin Ming, the leader of the Huang Dou Battle Team, was intently recording something.
When Flender's sharp gaze fell upon Qin Ming, the solemnity on his face instantly turned into pleasant surprise: "Ha! Now I can finally relax." He nudged Zhao Wuji next to him with his elbow, "Old Zhao, quick, look who that is?"
Zhao Wuji followed his gaze, and his bell-like eyes widened even further: "Good heavens… how could it be him…"
Yu Xiaogang keenly noticed their abnormality and turned his head to ask: "You two know the leader of the Royal Fight Team?"
"Secrets cannot be revealed~" Flender pushed up his crystal spectacles, a hint of cunning flashing behind the lenses. "You'll find out after the match."
On the central Spirit Fighting Stage, fourteen pillars of spirit power instantly shot into the sky, and the violent energy fluctuations caused the air to tremble. The host, Doudou, exclaimed in surprise and quickly flapped her wings to ascend higher.
She hovered twenty meters in the air, her crystal amplifier almost slipping from her hand. Looking at the fourteen figures standing like javelins below, Doudou's mind was left with only one thought—these young people were simply terrifyingly strong.
Her throat bobbed a few times, and she was momentarily speechless. As a commentator, she couldn't find the right words to describe the impending dragon-tiger battle before her.
Yu Tianheng suddenly raised his head to the sky, and a dragon's roar that pierced the clouds and split rocks resounded through the heavens. The violent Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit power erupted from his body like a thunderstorm, and the blue electric snakes flickering around him caused the air to crackle and burn. In the dazzling lightning, his body grew taller and taller, his dragonized arms covered in menacing scales, and deadly electric arcs danced on his sharp dragon claws. The fighting Spirit burning in his azure dragon eyes seemed to cause the temperature of the entire Spirit Fighting Arena to plummet.
With this dragon's roar, the Huang Dou Battle Team instantly assumed their battle stance: the Shi Brothers' Xuanwu tortoise shells glowed with a bronze luster, ancient patterns faintly visible on their thick carapaces, and Oslo's Ghost Leopard figure flickered in and out of shadows, his sharp claws gleaming with a ghostly light.
Feng Xiao's fingertips danced across the zither strings, and invisible sound wave ripples precisely enveloped each Royal Fight Team member. As the zither music ascended each note, the spirit power fluctuations of the Royal Fight members surged accordingly, and the various colored Spirit lights swirling around them became even more dazzling.
"Group amplification?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes on the stage flashed with a hint of disdain and doubt. "But why aren't their spirit rings lit up? Could it be a self-created Spirit Ability?"
He clearly remembered the stubborn child from six years ago—when he suggested that he take the support system route, those stubborn eyes were filled with refusal. Now it seemed he had, after all, returned to the old path of support.
"Group excitable state…" Tang San's Purple Demon Eye flickered slightly, instantly seeing through the opponent's changes. He flicked his wrist, and the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Dai Mubai's waist suddenly contracted—after advancing to Spirit Elder, these tough blue grasses not only greatly increased in number, but each vine also gleamed with a metallic cold light.
As blue light flashed continuously from Tang San's palm, countless Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, instantly covering more than half of their own formation. Furthermore, six exceptionally thick Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his teammates' waists like agile snakes, connecting the seven Shrek members into a perfect battle formation that integrated offense and defense.
Fourteen brilliant spirit ring lights intertwined on the Spirit Fighting Stage, and the Huang Dou Battle Team's optimal spirit ring configuration of two yellow and one purple for all members pressed down on the Shrek members like seven great mountains. This double suppression in Spirit quality and spirit ring ratio made the Shrek Seven Devils, who had always prided themselves on challenging higher-ranked opponents, feel an all-encompassing disadvantage for the first time.
Beneath their masks, every team member's face was as solemn as water. Dai Mubai's tiger claws unconsciously tightened, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass trembled slightly—they knew full well that this would be an unprecedented fierce battle.
In mid-air, Doudou lightly bit her cherry lips, forcing herself to remain calm as she raised the spirit tool amplifier.
"Begin!"
These two crisp words were like igniting the fuse of a powder keg; in an instant, fourteen spirit power light pillars shot into the sky, and the air of the entire Spirit Fighting Stage twisted.
Dai Mubai let out a deafening tiger roar, his entire body glowing golden with the White Tiger Protective Barrier, making him seem like a war god descending, as he charged first towards the Huang Dou Battle Team. His unstoppable might seemed to want to completely tear apart the opponent's defense line.
Facing this thunderous offensive, the Shi Brothers' faces were like iron, and they tacitly closed their formation, their first spirit ring, "Xuanwu Guardian," lighting up simultaneously. Their thick tortoise shells glowed with a bronze luster, and a steady, mountain-like spirit power fluctuation built an invisible barrier in front of them.
"Hmph!" Dai Mubai suddenly stomped the ground and leaped up. Under the 30% power and speed amplification of Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, his sharp tiger claws drew several golden afterimages, aiming directly at the Shi Brothers' vital points.
Just at this critical moment—"Zheng!"
A clear zither note, like a clear spring, washed over the entire arena. Dai Mubai felt his mind suddenly go blank, the power in his tiger claws receded like a tide, and his entire body fell from mid-air like a puppet with cut strings. That seemingly inevitable killing move was completely disintegrated by this seemingly understated zither note.
Just as Dai Mubai's body lost control and fell, a figure entwined with blue lightning flashed like a ghost. Yu Tianheng's dragon arm gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the spirit tool lights; before he even arrived, violent lightning had already condensed into a half-meter-wide lightning dragon claw in the air, accurately grabbing towards Dai Mubai's defenseless chest—this series of attacks was as seamless as if precisely calculated.
It turned out that when Dai Mubai launched his charge, Yu Tianheng had already advanced in sync. Using the momentary cover of the Shi Brothers closing their defense, his movements were perfectly concealed. The moment Dai Mubai's attack was thwarted, Yu Tianheng soared into the air like lightning, and his first spirit ring, "Lightning Dragon Claw," burst forth with a roar.
In a flash of lightning, Dai Mubai only managed to catch a glimpse of a blue shadow, and the destructive lightning claw was already within reach. The speed of lightning far exceeded the limits of normal human reaction, and victory seemed to be determined at this moment.
"It's a control Spirit Ability!" Tang San's pupils contracted, and his Purple Demon Eye instantly operated to its extreme. He flicked his wrist, and the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Dai Mubai's waist suddenly contracted—the moment Yu Tianheng's Lightning Dragon Claw was about to hit, Dai Mubai's figure disappeared out of thin air!
This incredible scene caused even the steady-as-a-mountain Yu Tianheng to be momentarily stunned. He soared into the air, his dragon claw missing its target, and violent lightning blasted a scorched patch on the Spirit Fighting Stage.
It turned out that at the critical moment, Tang San, by pulling on the Blue Silver Grass, forcefully dragged Dai Mubai back to their own formation. This exquisite coordination was the essence of the Shrek Seven Devils' renowned tactics.
Dai Mubai staggered two steps after landing, his back already soaked with cold sweat. He shook his slightly dazed head and whispered, "Just now… what happened?"
"Be careful of his zither music." Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice rang out again, her black cat tail swaying uneasily. She knew better than anyone—the young man playing the zither was far more dangerous than he appeared.
The Shrek members' gazes towards Feng Xiao had now completely changed—the seemingly gentle and refined young man playing the zither had now become their most dangerous opponent in their eyes. The previous disdain and contempt had long vanished, replaced by a solemnity as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Incredible," Flender pushed up his crystal spectacles, his eyes behind the lenses sparkling with brilliance. "To be able to achieve both group amplification and mental control solely based on Spirit characteristics, without even activating a spirit ring." He stroked his chin, "I didn't expect such a genius to emerge from the nobility."
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