Chapter 180: Protecting One's Own? Dugu Bo Angrily Slaps the Golden Iron Triangle!
Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster was momentarily speechless, his face turning bright red.
Then, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he seized upon another seemingly irrefutable point, roaring at the referee again:
"Fine! Even if... even if we set aside the matter of injury for now! What about the rules of the competition?!" "
The preliminary rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament clearly stipulate a seven-person team battle! All seven should be on stage together to fight! But their Heavenly Movement Academy only sent two people!"
"Isn't this a blatant violation?!"
The more the Grandmaster spoke, the more confident he felt he had grasped the opponent's fatal weakness, his voice becoming increasingly righteous. He abruptly turned to the referee, demanding with righteous indignation:
"Referee! Please make a fair judgment! Heavenly Movement Academy has blatantly violated the basic rules of the competition, disregarding the competition's discipline! I strongly demand that they be disqualified from all subsequent competitions!"
This time, he truly hit the nail on the head.
Upon hearing this, the referee's face showed extreme embarrassment and difficulty. He opened his mouth slightly, then froze on the spot.
According to the rules, the master's accusation was absolutely correct.
Team battles must be fought by a team of seven.
But the problem was… when the blonde woman from Heavenly Movement Academy went on stage, she clearly stated that the other five would be considered to have already conceded defeat and left the stage.
This act of voluntarily eliminating members, while bizarre and arrogant, seemed, strictly speaking… subtly different from insufficient numbers? Was this a violation? The rules didn't specify it in such detail!
The referee was completely bewildered, utterly unsure how to adjudicate this unprecedented situation. He instinctively cast a pleading glance towards the highest point of the VIP platform, towards Emperor Xue Ye, the representative of the tournament's highest organizer.
On the VIP platform…
Emperor Xue Ye naturally heard the master's accusation and saw the referee's troubled, pleading gaze, but he didn't immediately express his opinion. Instead, he slightly turned his head to look at the refined Ning Fengzhi beside him and posed the question:
"Sect Master Ning, what do you think should be the ruling on this matter?"
A gentle smile appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face. He slowly stood up, first bowing slightly to Emperor Xue Ye, and then facing the entire audience. His voice came through his soul tool:
"Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, although Heavenly Movement Academy's actions seem unconventional, even somewhat... well, unconventional," "
upon closer examination, they shouldn't have truly violated the core rules of the competition."
He paused here, his words subtly favoring Heavenly Movement Academy.
"The competition rules require seven-person team battles, aiming to test teamwork."
"Heavenly Movement Academy's decision to have five team members concede is tantamount to them voluntarily bearing the risk and outcome of the entire team with just two people. This isn't due to a lack of numbers, but rather an extremely confident strategic choice, or rather… an absolute trust in their own strength."
"Moreover, Heavenly Movement Academy won with only two people."
"This precisely proves they possess the strength to break the mold. Isn't the purpose of this competition to discover and encourage such geniuses and powerful academies? To dismiss such a brilliant duel and formidable strength simply because of the format would be… a case of penny-wise and pound-foolish." "
Therefore, I believe disqualifying Heavenly Movement Academy is inappropriate. Of course, perhaps we can remind them to pay attention to the competition format later. But victory rightfully belongs to them."
Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster's face instantly turned ashen.
Just as he was about to refute Ning Fengzhi's clearly biased remarks, he caught a glimpse of a strange green light flashing in the distance!
The next second, a chilling aura suddenly descended upon the Soul Arena!
A slender figure in a dark green robe appeared silently on the arena like a ghost, blocking the path between Grandmaster and the referee.
It was none other than Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo!
Upon seeing Dugu Bo's sudden appearance, Grandmaster's pupils constricted sharply. The words he was about to say were swallowed back, his face turning from ashen to deathly pale, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, and his body even trembling slightly with fear.
He now felt an instinctive dread towards this capricious Titled Douluo.
"Du...Poison Douluo, what...what do you want to do?!"
Seeing Dugu Bo approaching step by step, the Grandmaster's face instantly turned ashen, his body stiffening slightly with fear, his voice trembling.
"Hehehe!"
Dugu Bo let out a chilling laugh, his voice hoarse and full of malice, and said, "What do you think? Yu Xiaogang, weren't you complaining so enthusiastically just now?" "
Not far away, Liu Erlong and Flender's expressions changed drastically upon seeing this scene!
"Not good, Xiao Gang is in danger!" Liu Erlong shouted in alarm and anger, a violent surge of soul power erupting from her body, a faint phantom of a fire dragon appearing.
"Poison Douluo, stop!"
Flender's eyes behind his glasses filled with anxiety as he shouted.
The next second, the two of them flashed almost simultaneously, transforming into two streaks of light, rushing towards the Soul Arena at breakneck speed, trying to stop Dugu Bo.
However, just as Liu Erlong and Flender moved, a cold glint flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes, and his withered hand lashed out with lightning speed, mercilessly slapping the master in the wheelchair!
Just before Dugu Bo's palm, imbued with terrifying power, was about to strike the master's cheek,
"Boom!"
Two violent beams of soul power suddenly erupted from the side!
Flender and Liu Erlong, surprisingly, arrived first, swiftly inserting themselves between Dugu Bo and Grandmaster!
In this critical moment, neither hesitated.
Their seventh spirit rings simultaneously erupted with an extremely dazzling, dark light!
"Seventh Spirit Skill, Cat-Owl True Form!"
"Seventh Spirit Skill, Crimson Dragon True Form!"
The next second, Flender's figure swelled, transforming into a giant four-eyed cat-owl, while Liu Erlong became a roaring fire dragon covered in blazing scales!
Without hesitation, both activated their Spirit True Forms simultaneously, attempting to withstand Dugu Bo's seemingly casual attack with their strongest stance!
However, the gap between a Titled Douluo and a Soul Saint was like an insurmountable chasm!
"Hmph, a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Dugu Bo coldly snorted, his slap undiminished in momentum. He didn't even use any spirit skills; the sheer power and terrifying energy from his palm struck the Cat-Owl True Form and Crimson Dragon True Form with overwhelming force! A deafening, muffled boom erupted!
The giant cat-owl transformed by Flender and the crimson dragon true form of Liu Erlong were slammed into by an invisible mountain. Their powerful spirit bodies couldn't even withstand the impact for a moment before shattering!
Both coughed up blood, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily onto the edge of the nearby Soul Arena, struggling but unable to get up.
Grandmaster, whom they had been protecting, was also thrown back by the terrifying force of the blast, spitting blood mid-air before crashing to the ground, his fate unknown!
The power of a single strike from a Titled Douluo was terrifying indeed!
After slapping the three of them away, Dugu Bo didn't pursue, but instead stomped the ground!
"Buzz—!"
A terrifying pressure of spirit power, far exceeding the previous attacks, suddenly erupted like a tsunami!
Two yellow, two purple, and five black spirit rings—a total of nine—rose up from beneath his feet. The dazzling light made the entire mountaintop dazzling.
"Hmph! You want to complain about my Heavenly Movement Academy?"
"If someone really dies, go find the referee! According to the rules, to demonstrate true strength, participants must give it their all!"
"Since they've given it their all, who can just stop now?!" "
Controlling the pace of the match and protecting the safety of the participants is the referee's responsibility! Even if someone unfortunately dies, it's because the referee failed to intervene in time and failed in their duty! What does it have to do with our team members who gave it their all?!"
With that, his sinister gaze slowly swept across every terrified face in the stands, finally settling on the VIP area, and his voice suddenly rose.
"If any of you think there's a problem with what I said, feel free to step forward and argue with me!"
"Boom!"
As Dugu Bo's words fell, an even more powerful, almost suffocating ripple of soul power spread out like a shockwave.
Those weaker in the stands were directly terrified by this pressure, their faces turning pale, and they retreated repeatedly!
On the VIP platform,
Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed slightly. His face was no longer composed as before, but filled with solemnity. He said incredulously,
"How did Dugu Bo's strength suddenly increase so much?"
"Judging from the condensation and total amount of this pressure, his soul power level is probably... probably at least around level ninety-four, or even higher!"
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