As soon as Dark Lightning Douluo finished speaking, he took out a sound transmission soul tool. Then, with a casual wave of his hand forward, a piercing thunderclap rang out as a net of lightning spread toward the front.
The electric net grew larger in the wind, expanding enormously in the blink of an eye.
On the ground, a group of people was rushing toward Dark Lightning Douluo's position. Soon, the leading teacher sensed something and looked up into the sky.
"Not good!"
However, with only seven rings, how could he compare to Dark Lightning Douluo? Although he had already seen the electric net attack coming, there was nowhere to escape.
Helpless, he could only launch an attack toward the net, hoping to block it for a moment.
But as soon as his attack landed, a wave of chilling yin-cold energy paralyzed his entire body, causing him to fall backward uncontrollably.
The remaining disciples, with even lower cultivation, could only struggle bitterly within the net.
Lin Xiao stood quietly in midair, glancing at Dark Lightning Douluo beside him. He saw the man's lips curled slightly upward, like a spider admiring its prey's futile struggles after weaving its web.
Time passed minute by minute. Several figures cloaked in black gathered from the surroundings.
Soon, the people inside the net stopped moving, having fainted. The few Holy Spirit Cult disciples stepped forward and skillfully stripped everything from them.
Only then did Dark Lightning Douluo smack his lips with apparent regret.
"Tsk, what a pity. The Cult Master's order is to capture these people alive and use them to threaten the three great empires." Dark Lightning Douluo shook his head. "Otherwise, dragging them onto the arena and watching fellow disciples kill each other would have been quite entertaining."
With that, he suddenly turned to Lin Xiao. "Sorry for the unsightly display, little brother. This is about the only hobby your third brother has."
"I'll have the disciples take them aside first. There might be others coming later. Once we receive news from Mingdu, we'll head back together."
"Mm, Third Brother can decide."
Hearing this, Dark Lightning Douluo didn't delay. He descended toward the ground. "Since you've come all the way to Mingdu, why rush to leave? Why not stay here a few more days?"
Lin Xiao didn't speak, merely watching Dark Lightning Douluo's back quietly. A gentle breeze brushed past, lifting the edge of his cloak slightly, revealing the black robe underneath, where dark red lines, like living things, rippled faintly...
After the first day of the elite tournament ended, night had already fallen. The streets outside were lit up by illuminating soul tools, turning Mingdu as bright as day and attracting many disciples from other academies to come out and sightsee.
"Yuhao, are you really going to participate in this unclear Soul Engineer elite tournament? They're offering such generous rewards, it can't just be for money, right?"
Several figures were walking along the street.
Huo Yuhao heard Wang Dong's words from behind and shook his head slightly. "In the academy, we naturally don't have to worry about gold soul coins. But for other soul masters and merchants, money alone is reason enough."
"I asked around earlier. This elite tournament is different from the usual fighting spirit tournaments; no betting is allowed. That's why they introduced this soul engineer tournament to attract those who like this sort of thing."
"The profit here far exceeds that of rare metals. Don't forget, this is the Sun Moon Empire—rare metals are much cheaper here than what we're used to."
Wang Dong's expression remained troubled. "But the soul engineer tournament is for those under thirty. There should be plenty of powerful soul engineers, right?"
"Don't worry. We just need to get some rare metals. Besides, even the soul engineers outside, even if they're thirty, may not be able to beat us. Don't forget, we come from Shrek Academy."
"But I'm still a little worried..." Wang Dong hesitated. Suddenly, Huo Yuhao grasped his hand.
"Relax. Since I brought you along, I naturally have some confidence."
"Little junior brother, don't you think this place looks a bit familiar?" He Caitou, walking at the front, suddenly turned his head. He was now wearing a thick wig to cover his conspicuous bald head.
"I know." Huo Yuhao nodded. As a spiritual-attribute soul master, he too had realized exactly what this place was.
Though the buildings had changed somewhat, he still remembered that shortly after arriving at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy to study, he had discovered traces of evil soul masters right here.
"I never expected the soul engineer tournament would actually be held in this place."
"Then are we still participating?"
Huo Yuhao nodded firmly. "It's precisely because of this that I want to participate in this soul engineer tournament even more."
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly as he looked at the building before him, recalling the few figures he had seen in the Holy Spirit Sect group during the day.
A bold guess had already risen in his heart, but he couldn't discuss it with the others. He could only continue investigating through this soul engineer tournament to see what secrets lay within.
Meanwhile, inside the building, Lin Xiao had returned to his room and was quietly meditating.
The door suddenly opened, and Dark Lightning Douluo's figure appeared at the entrance. "Alright, alright, get ready. We're heading to the arena."
Lin Xiao stood up. "Does the Cult Master have any instructions?"
"What instructions could there be?" Dark Lightning Douluo waved his hand dismissively. "According to the nearby disciples, twenty-six matches were held today, and twenty-six teams were eliminated."
"Twenty-three of them were completely intercepted by us from various directions. One team is from a Sun Moon Empire academy, and two teams haven't left yet. The Cult Master has already had people keep an eye on them."
Lin Xiao let out a soft sigh upon hearing this. The sects that came to participate probably never imagined that what was supposed to be a joyful event on the Douluo Continent would turn them into hostages of the Sun Moon Empire after just one match.
"Hurry up. There's still another match waiting for us."
"Teacher, Eighth Elder."
Just as Lin Xiao and Dark Lightning Douluo stepped out, Huang Zheng, Dark Lightning Douluo's disciple, appeared from the end of the corridor.
"What happened?" Dark Lightning Douluo stopped upon seeing him.
"Teacher, there's news from below. A few more very young people just came in—all under twenty. They should be participants in the elite tournament."
"These are their registration details."
Dark Lightning Douluo took the documents from Huang Zheng, glanced over them, and then turned to Lin Xiao. "See? I told you someone wouldn't be able to resist joining. This is already the how-many-th wave tonight."
Lin Xiao looked down at the names "Tang Si" and "Tang Wu" written on the registration in Dark Lightning Douluo's hand, pausing slightly.
"It seems these academies really are desperate for rare metals."
Dark Lightning Douluo suddenly leaned in mysteriously, lowering his voice. "These are already outdated. Wait a bit longer, and I'll show you something even more interesting."
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