Woosh—
A sweep of his sleeve, and all the poison fire completely dissipated.
In an instant, a point of cold light arrived first!
Hum—
One sword strike, directly breaking apart their formation.
This sudden change caused Huo Yuhao's expression to suddenly shift!
"So strong!" Huo Yuhao's heart chilled. His spiritual detection had long been fully activated, feeding back every slightest change on the battlefield clearly to the other ten people. In his perception, this sword strike was extremely simple, yet powerful to an extreme degree.
"Invincible Protective Barrier!"
"Sixth Soul Skill—Coiling Dragon Spinning Shield!"
Gu Tianchen let out a low roar. While his entire skeleton emitted crackling explosive sounds, his hundred-thousand-year torso bone soul skill was activated. Immediately after, his chest cavity lit up with a golden light, injecting into a gigantic bone dragon that seemed to burst out from nothingness. Deep gray bones flickered with golden luster, spinning around once and transforming into a gigantic bone shield that protected the others behind it.
However, this wasn't over yet.
"Angel Descends, Holy Light Guardianship!" Ye Guyi spread her six wings behind her, and holy light sprinkled down, forming beams of light that blessed the bone shield and everyone, further strengthening their defense.
Clang—
A casual sword strike viciously nailed itself onto the bone shield.
But as the sword qi dissipated, before he could swing his sword down again…
"Stop—"
Suddenly, a voice came from Huo Yuhao's direction.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Chen Junting's brows couldn't help but rise.
But he still reined in his sword intent and withdrew the Seven Kill Sword.
"What's this? We just started fighting and you're already stopping?"
"Feel like you can't win, so you're planning to surrender?"
"It's not that we don't want to fight, nor are we surrendering."
Looking at that slightly dangerous smile at the corners of Chen Junting's mouth, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. They had only been fighting for less than a minute, yet they could already clearly feel that they absolutely couldn't last half an hour.
To be precise, not even half an hour.
Hearing his words, Chen Junting felt a hint of curiosity. While sheathing his sword, he performed a sword flourish, placing the Seven Kill Sword behind his back, wanting to hear Huo Yuhao's plan. "What do you want to do?"
"Big Brother Junting, is Senior Sea God Douluo also as powerful as you?" In Huo Yuhao's eyes, Chen Junting—who was perhaps the only one present who had fought the Sea God Douluo—probably understood the Sea God Great Worship's strength the most clearly. Thus, he asked this belated question.
Regarding this, Chen Junting didn't hesitate.
"No."
But before Huo Yuhao could feel happy about it, he heard the second half of Chen Junting's sentence: "If we're fighting purely relying on martial souls, then the Great Worship and I would probably be at a 40% win rate. And if he also borrows the home-field advantage, then a 30% win rate."
"So no matter what, a frontal assault won't work?!"
A slightly impatient female voice rang out. Chen Junting didn't even need to look to know who said it. He slightly turned his head and gave Wu Feng a "you're quite brave," "who do you think you are" kind of look, then said no more.
"We still need to use our wits."
At this time, Bei Bei spoke, voicing the thought in Huo Yuhao's heart, which happened to coincide with what most people were thinking.
Seeing them fall silent, Chen Junting held his sword diagonally.
"Thought it through? Then shall we continue?"
"No, don't continue yet. Give us some time."
Huo Yuhao waved his hands repeatedly, stopping Chen Junting's movements.
"We need to rearrange our tactics. Besides, Dong'er also needs to go to the Sea God Temple to meet the Sea God Great Worship."
"Me?"
Wang Dong'er pointed at her own nose, extremely surprised.
Chen Junting slightly raised his brows but didn't speak.
"That's right, we need to meet the Sea God Great Worship. Ask him whether in this sixth trial he will be going all out or not. If he is, then forget half an hour—we'd probably have trouble lasting half an hour."
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Chen Junting neither confirmed nor denied. But in his heart, he undoubtedly leaned toward Huo Yuhao's assessment.
After all…
What did they think a quasi-demigod-level powerhouse was?
A thousand li in one breath was child's play.
If they really tried to run, they probably couldn't even escape.
Thus, Chen Junting put away his Seven Kill Sword martial soul.
"Fine, then you all go ask the Sea God Great Worship for clarification first. I'll try to arrange things according to the intensity of your trial."
Of course, strengthening it slightly wasn't out of the question either.
After receiving Chen Junting's permission, Wang Dong'er went to find Sea God Douluo Chen Juntao. She didn't need to step into the Sea God Temple—she had only just stepped onto the stairs when Chen Juntao personally came out.
At the same time, Huo Yuhao and the others were also recovering with all their might, striving to be able to go all out in the next round.
Chen Junting, after pondering for a moment, turned and left.
Huo Yuhao and the others couldn't help but feel puzzled at this sight.
But before they could ask, even though Chen Junting had already left, his voice still drifted over like the wind: "I'm just going to buy something. I'll be right back."
Before long, Wang Dong'er also brought back news:
During the sixth trial, the Sea God Douluo would suppress his own strength to fifty percent of its original level, and wouldn't use his final three soul skills.
Although this was still difficult for them, compared to the mistaken assumption that he would be going all out, this was much better.
Since this was the case, it was time to arrange specific tactics.
Before long, Chen Junting also leisurely landed back onto the arena platform. "Are you all ready?"
A voice as light as clouds and wind drifted over, causing the expressions of Huo Yuhao and the other eleven to all become solemn, as if they were truly facing the sixth trial. The eleven people arranged themselves in two rows, but standing in the center of the very front was Gu Tianchen.
Besides this, each person's back had something resembling an iron box—that was clearly a flying soul guidance device.
With just one glance, Chen Junting saw through their plan.
They wanted to use spatial abilities and flying soul guidance devices to escape? The idea wasn't bad, but with just this kind of stance and the things on their backs, to someone like him who knew them very well, this tactic was far too easily seen through.
As for what happens after being seen through?
Nothing more than the effect being greatly reduced.
When that time comes, what can you do?
Chen Junting thought this as he walked up to them. Perhaps it was the atmosphere created by Huo Yuhao and the others, or perhaps something else, but in any case, compared to just now, Chen Junting's face now had a few degrees less smile and a few degrees more seriousness. His solemn gaze swept across their faces without stopping.
"Ready?"
This time, he seemed to have gotten serious. The same simple question spoken from Chen Junting's mouth caused everyone to suddenly feel as if the air had become heavy, their hearts weighed down, and the tremendous pressure made them feel as if they couldn't breathe. Compared to the first time just now, it seemed even more serious.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao, who served as the brains among the eleven, nodded and said: "Big Brother Junting, come at us."
"Very well."
With a flip of his wrist, an incense stick considerably taller and larger than ordinary ones landed in Chen Junting's palm.
Clearly, this was what he had just gone to buy.
"I just asked the shopkeeper—this incense will burn out in exactly half an hour." With that, he pinched the incense between two fingers and lightly tossed it!
Ding—
A sound like metallic humming—the incense stood ramrod straight on the arena platform, motionless, standing firm!
Just as he was preparing to light it, "Sword bastard, you don't have fire, let me help you." Wu Feng suddenly said, and without waiting for Chen Junting's agreement, she opened her mouth and lightly spat out, sending an extremely terrifying blazing inferno toward the head of the incense stick planted in the ground.
Who would have thought that halfway there, a seemingly faint breeze suddenly brushed past. The moment this seemingly faint breeze touched Wu Feng's dragon flame, it directly split the ferocious dragon flame apart.
One to the left, one to the right—the right one missed, and as for the left one…
It happened to brush past the incense head with perfect precision, allowing the dragon flame to smoothly light the incense head, causing a wisp of green smoke to curl upward.
Seeing this scene, Wu Feng's expression changed slightly.
Coincidentally at this moment, Chen Junting glanced at her. That gaze containing "I'm going to teach you a lesson" made her shiver, and she smiled with an embarrassed yet still dignified expression.
"Don't get any crooked ideas. Besides, half an hour is half an hour. It's not like burning through the incense in one breath means half an hour has passed. Don't do this laughable self-deception."
"Also, your stalling tactics aren't very sophisticated."
It turned out Huo Yuhao's first soul ring had long been activated silently. So before Chen Junting's voice had even finished falling, that invisible sword pressure had already swept toward the eleven like tidal waves!
However, this sword pressure wasn't deliberately released soul power pressure, but originated from Chen Junting himself—a substantive oppressive feeling formed from a thousand-times-tempered sword intent.
The air seemed to freeze. Every inch of space was filled with dense, invisible sword qi, cutting their skin and assaulting their minds.
"Move!"
Bei Bei was the first to shout angrily. The imprint of the Light Holy Dragon at the center of his brows suddenly lit up, and a ten-thousand-year soul ring shone. Thick golden lightning transformed into a divine dragon, striking directly at Chen Junting.
At the same time, Ma Xiaotao erupted with brilliant red flames. A high-pitched phoenix cry pierced through the clouds, and a huge flaming phoenix phantom spread its wings behind her, carrying scorching heat waves, distorting the air it passed through, and rolling forward.
Wu Feng, acting together with her, didn't react slowly at all. Her Ultimate Fire, which leaned more toward pure eruption and destruction, transformed into a crimson dragon-shaped flame that roared out, interplaying with Ma Xiaotao's phoenix fire, one left and one right, forming a pincer attack, and even enveloping that golden lightning divine dragon within.
Cling—
A clear and resonant sword cry rang out.
Chen Junting didn't even move his feet. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand casually slashed, and a seemingly ordinary silver sword light flashed past. That sword light wasn't particularly grand, yet it struck with perfect precision at the connection point between the lightning dragon and the phoenix fire, dragon flame.
There was no earth-shaking explosion, only a slight energy annihilation sound. Bei Bei's golden lightning dragon dissipated into nothingness, while Ma Xiaotao and Wu Feng's flames were instantly split apart before that sword light, transforming into scattered sparks that vanished.
One sword, merely one sword, had easily neutralized the combined strike of three power-attack system soul masters! And each one of them possessed Titled Douluo-level combat power.
Right as their attacks were neutralized, Chen Junting's gaze completely locked onto the eleven who had yet to act.
This scene caused Chen Junting's brows to furrow slightly.
But he didn't think much about it, merely swinging his sword out once more!
Pfft—
The dull sound of sword qi splitting open a body was exceptionally clear.
A sword qi streaked horizontally across the air, with extreme precision splitting Huo Yuhao's body in two from bottom to top. At this moment, the expression on Huo Yuhao's face froze, and a trace of bewilderment and pain climbed into his eyes. Subconsciously, he reached out and touched the space between his brows.
However, the body split in two toppled toward both sides.
But this abrupt scene didn't alarm Chen Junting. On the contrary, his gaze began to survey the surroundings.
"Trapped in an illusion, huh. Not bad."
At this moment, a trace of admiration appeared in Chen Junting's eyes.
Because he had been enveloped by Huo Yuhao's illusion techniques, and all of this—even he hadn't detected it at the first moment. It was only at the same moment he swung his sword that he detected the clue, which was why the Huo Yuhao in the illusion was split in two. Otherwise, this sword should have been used for defense or dodging.
Looking at it this way, his technique had already reached perfection.
"Not bad. But, not enough."
Thus, an invisible spiritual pressure instantly erupted.
At the same time, in the outside world.
"Go."
Seeing that the plan had worked and Chen Junting was trapped, Huo Yuhao had no intention of attacking. Instead, after a great shout, he prepared to make a strategic retreat.
In an instant, Gu Tianchen also immediately acted.
Hum hum hum—
Several times in succession, a full ten void gates opened.
Almost simultaneously, He Caitou, who had long been prepared, threw out over a dozen energy storage soul guidance devices, and Du Guxin also stored his virulent poison into these energy storage devices.
Besides this, "Brother Tian Meng, Ice Empress…"
"Old Jin…"
"Scarlet Flame Mad Dragon…"
"…"
All those who had spirit souls summoned their own spirit souls one by one, and rapidly divided into nine groups. Then each group's spirit souls took several energy storage soul guidance devices.
Immediately after, Huo Yuhao's third soul skill flickered, simulating these unmanned soul guidance devices and the spirit souls revealed by everyone one by one. Then, a full ten groups of figures identical to Huo Yuhao's eleven people appeared, completely capable of passing as genuine.
"Act according to plan!"
The moment the words fell, these ten groups of people, difficult to distinguish as true or false, all escaped into these ten opened void gates.
Not long after they left, "Shhh—"
The dense illusion enveloping Chen Junting was directly broken open. He looked at the empty figures before him and the spatial aftershocks emanating from the original spot, a trace of admiration appearing in his eyes.
But when he detected a full ten spatial aftershocks, a trace of astonishment flashed through the depths of Chen Junting's eyes.
Were they trying to mislead me?
But they should know that this sixth trial had area restrictions. He didn't need to investigate one by one following the spatial fluctuations; he only needed to probe on a large scale.
There was no way they didn't know this.
Because even Huo Yuhao could accomplish this.
In other words, it was merely to delay for a bit of time.
Even if it was just a little bit?
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