Chapter 329: The Strongest on the Continent Gather, 1v1 Elimination Tournament for 1,000 People
"Alright, let's get to the point. Before you undergo the Beast God's trial, I need to fully understand your strength, abilities, combat power, and various other aspects," Ye Wen said with a smile.
"A competition? What do you mean?" Many people looked confused.
"1v1 individual elimination tournament," Ye Wen explained with a smile. "Except for auxiliary soul masters, everyone will participate in this competition, fighting one-on-one. The winner continues, and the loser is eliminated."
"The further you progress, the more bonuses you'll receive, meaning this elimination tournament will largely determine the kind of trial you'll be assigned."
Everyone now understood.
Upon hearing this, those who had reached the Title Douluo rank were pleased.
So, a one-on-one battle, a fight based on strength—these Title Douluos would definitely be among the top-ranked competitors!
The ones who would reach the end, the champion, the finals, the top four, or the top eight, would definitely be the Title Douluos!
"Hahahaha! Great! Let's fight then. There are less than twenty Title Douluos here, and with my Snake Spear, I should be in the top twenty!" Snake Spear Douluo said, grinning proudly.
"Don't get too excited. The purpose of this competition is to gauge your combat strength, not your current power. So, to achieve the desired results, I'll make the competition as fair as possible."
"Everyone's soul power will be capped at level 71! Those below level 71 will be boosted to the equivalent of level 71's soul power."
After Ye Wen finished speaking, he waved his hand, and boom!
A terrifying power from the Beast God descended and struck everyone. In that instant, Snake Spear Douluo felt his soul power weaken drastically, as did everyone else.
For those like Su Yuntao, whose soul power was below level 71, they suddenly felt their power surge.
"This seal only limits your soul power to level 71, but it doesn't suppress your soul rings or the power of your soul rings' years."
"This means that Title Douluos can still use their nine soul rings. The years of your soul rings remain the same, but the soul power you can draw will be on the same starting line."
Upon hearing this, the Title Douluos relaxed. Even though their strength was significantly weakened, they still had the advantage of extra soul rings and soul skills compared to the Soul Douluos and Soul Sages.
Moreover, the eighth and ninth soul rings of Title Douluos were of higher age, so even with equal soul power, their skills were still stronger.
With those advantages, the Title Douluos were still formidable.
"Now, let's begin."
Ye Wen had already counted everyone. There were a total of 972 people, of which 102 were auxiliary soul masters.
This meant only 870 people would participate in the competition.
Among them, 13 were Title Douluos, around 200 were Soul Douluos, and around 500 were Soul Sages. The remaining majority were Soul Emperors, with a few Soul Kings, and one Soul Zong, Su Yuntao.
He then waved, and 870 energy papers, already prepared, flew into the air. After being shuffled, they fell into everyone's hands.
"Each energy paper has a number. After being randomly distributed, they have numbers from 1 to 870. Number 1 and 2 will battle, number 3 and 4 will battle, and so on. Understood?" Ye Wen said.
"Understood," everyone nodded.
"Good, then let's begin."
"In this Beast God Space, as long as you are not in the trial area, you can fight anywhere. I will be able to observe everything," Ye Wen added.
"Go!! Follow me!!"
"Hey, hey, hey, who is number 666?! Come here quickly!" Snake Spear Douluo called.
"Damn!! Wuwuwu, what luck! My opponent is actually Light Feather Douluo," a Soul Sage cried in despair.
Everyone immediately moved, finding their respective opponents and starting the 1v1 battles. Some were happy, while others were worried.
Ye Wen, observing from a god-like perspective, watched everyone's performance. With everyone's soul power being the same, it tested their combat awareness, battle skills, melee abilities, and how well they could use their martial souls and soul skills in battle.
What Ye Wen wanted to see, what he wanted to understand, were these aspects.
For the Title Douluos, he didn't need to pay attention—they would definitely win the first round.
Ye Wen's focus was on Su Yuntao, after all, he was the only weakling Ye Wen intended to cultivate.
Su Yuntao's luck was quite good. His first opponent was a 59th-level Soul King.
The Soul King was among the weakest in the group.
"I am Su Yuntao, level 41, Four-ring Battle Soul Zong. Please give me some guidance," Su Yuntao said politely, bowing to show respect.
"Cut, a trash at level 41," his opponent thought disdainfully. If not for Ye Wen's apparent favor toward Su Yuntao, he wouldn't have even bothered to give him a second look. He coldly responded, "Wang Long, level 59, Five-ring Battle Soul Master."
After saying that, Wang Long immediately made his move.
"Martial Soul Possession!!"
"Roar!!"
It was a baboon, the Wind Baboon Martial Soul, a medium-quality martial soul, with soul rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—standard configuration.
"Martial Soul Possession, Lone Wolf!!"
Su Yuntao also released his martial soul. His martial soul, Lone Wolf, was also decent, a close-to-medium-quality martial soul. However, his innate soul power was too weak, only level 2, so his talent was poor, and his cultivation was slow.
Now, at 47 years old, he had only reached level 41 soul power, with soul ring configurations: white, white, yellow, purple.
"Heh, two ten-year soul rings? So weak! Damn, I don't know what the Beast God saw in him!" Wang Long scoffed upon seeing Su Yuntao's soul ring configuration.
He completely disregarded Su Yuntao, charging straight at him and throwing a punch.
His opponent was dismissive, but Su Yuntao was extremely focused and serious, giving it his all: "Second Soul Skill, Lone Wolf Gale!!"
"Oh? Not bad, you're pretty fast," Wang Long sneered, using his soul power to protect himself, but soon realized something: "Damn! I forgot, everyone's soul power now is at the equivalent of level 71!"
"It's over!!"
By the time Wang Long realized, it was too late.
Su Yuntao's soul skill, with immense power, slammed into Wang Long.
Bang!
Boom!
"Wuwahhh!!" Wang Long was struck hard, leaving a painful wound that greatly impacted his combat abilities.
(END CHAPTER)
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