Yang Lin's eyes flickered, and when he lowered his head, he frowned. This ugly thing had no business wearing red. Disgusting!
Ghost Douluo did not need Yang Lin to say a word. He had already teleported over and slapped Little Fatty across the face. Little Fatty was sent flying, spewing a mouthful of blood as his teeth shattered across the ground.
"Ma Hongjun, are you okay?!"
The Shrek Seven Devils had made it to the finals of the Elite Spirit Master Tournament and were about to relax before heading to Spirit City. Just as the seven of them were about to leave the city, Ma Hongjun was suddenly sent flying.
As the leader of the Shrek Seven Devils, Dai Mubai could insult and beat Ma Hongjun himself, but he would never allow an outsider to do it.
Dai Mubai helped Ma Hongjun to his feet and saw that Ma Hongjun's face had been deformed by the slap. Unable to hold back his anger at the vicious blow, he cursed the other party: "You old bastard, how despicable! How dare you hit my little brother!"
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
"White Tiger Meteor Shower!"
Dai Mubai immediately activated his Martial Soul, using both Spirit Skills at once, but the White Tiger Meteor Shower was interrupted while it was still charging.
Hmph!
Ghost Douluo snorted coldly and released his spirit power, instantly changing Dai Mubai's expression. His upright body suddenly dropped to his knees, prostrating himself on the ground with his face pressed against the yellow earth.
The sight instantly terrified the people at the city gate.
The city gate guards were especially horrified. During this period, the Shrek Seven Devils had made a name for themselves in the Heaven Dou City qualifiers and become prominent figures. Everyone knew these Spirit Masters. They could suppress several Spirit Masters without the slightest effort or hesitation. The man in red and the man in black were truly extraordinary!
Tang San stepped forward with a grim expression. He was not the leader, but he was a key figure among the Shrek Seven Devils. He clenched his fists and bowed to the Douluo, saying, "Gentlemen, my classmate only said one sentence, yet you acted so viciously. That is completely unbecoming of a powerhouse. Why don't we preserve our dignity and let this go?"
Normally, he would certainly have shown these two just how powerful he was, but now that Dean Flender had advertised them, it would not be wise to make more enemies—especially since the two of them were offering hundreds of gold coins.
A typical example of someone who was stupid and had too much money.
Ghost Douluo's eyes, hidden beneath his black cloak, widened in disbelief. "No, what the hell are you? You think you're worthy of standing before me?"
With this lineup and the Seven Kill Douluo backing them, even the High Priest... Even if Qian Daoliu and Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong joined forces, I would not retreat a single step.
With a sweep of his sleeve, Ghost Douluo created a gentle gust of wind that sent Tang San flying backward and crashing to the ground. Ghost Douluo had merely taught him a lesson and did not take his life over a verbal dispute.
Ghost Douluo crossed his arms and looked around. "Who else? I'm asking you, who else dares stop me?"
Yang Lin could not help laughing and scolded the Douluo, "All right, deal with the fat guy in red. We still have other business."
"Yes!"
Ghost Douluo understood Yang Lin's meaning: kill the one who had spoken arrogantly, and punish the others as lightly as possible.
Ghost Douluo slammed his hand downward, and a handprint formed from spiritual power appeared above Ma Hongjun's head. The hand of spiritual power then crashed down, reducing Ma Hongjun to a cloud of blood with a soft thud and causing him to explode on the spot.
The others had not said anything arrogant to Yang Lin, so there was no reason to kill them indiscriminately.
Ghost Douluo gestured with his hand and said, "It's all taken care of, sir!"
"Mm!"
Yang Lin nodded and was about to leave.
Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the others were the first to step in front of Yang Lin. Although Ma Hongjun had a filthy mouth and loved causing trouble, he was their companion. Now that he had been beaten and killed in the street, they had to stand up for him.
Even if we are outnumbered, we have to fight to avenge our brother!
A fierce light flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. His muscles bulged, nearly tearing through his clothes, yet he stood firmly at the front line and roared, "Shrek Seven Devils, fight to the death!"
Dai Mubai's words ignited the fighting spirit in the other five. Their morale blazed so fiercely that they shouted in unison, "Shrek Seven Devils!"
The onlookers watched with respect, but the group merely assumed that they had been moved by the friendship and bonds between them, which only further stoked their own fighting spirit.
Ghost Douluo turned and looked at Yang Lin.
Yang Lin could not help laughing. There were always people who mistook stupidity for passion. They knew they were no match for him, yet they still refused to turn back. He waved his hand indifferently and said, "Kill them all!"
"Yes!"
Without hesitation, Ghost Douluo launched a devastating attack. A ghost claw descended from the sky, and its astonishing spiritual power pressed downward, creating a vacuum zone.
Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing's expressions changed drastically. They felt unprecedented pressure and knew their lives were in danger. Who was this madman who dared attack them?
And right in front of Heaven Dou City!
In front of everyone, wasn't he afraid of their backgrounds?
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were members of the royal family of the Star Luo Empire and the Zhu family, Ning Rongrong was the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, Tang San was the son of the Clear Sky Douluo, and Xiao Wu had two 100,000-year-old Spirit Beasts backing her!
Yet they actually dared to do it!
The immense pressure left them gasping for breath.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A long sword pierced through the air, transforming into dazzling sword light before suddenly striking forward. It merged with the force of a Gonggong striking a pillar, man and sword becoming one as it slammed into the ghost claw.
The sword light collided with the ghost claw, shattering it and dispersing it into spiritual power.
Ghost Douluo let out a soft "hmm" and stared at the newcomer.
"Uncle Li?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. After the ghost claw was defeated, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but the near-death experience still felt all too real. She immediately complained, "Uncle Li, that old man in black tried to kill me! Hurry up and finish him off!"
Ning Rongrong planted her hands on her hips and shouted firmly.
Li Jianke nodded. His words were already threatening to kill the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School: "Your Holiness is insolent. Do not blame me for showing no mercy."
Ghost Douluo, whose attack had been stopped, felt humiliated by his poor performance and flushed red. Just then, he heard Li Jianke speak up, shouting, "You're only a Saint Spirit. What a load of crap!"
His casual attack had been blocked by this ordinary Saint Spirit, a truly humiliating defeat. He immediately manifested a fist powerful enough to crush a Spirit Douluo, locked it onto Li Jianke, and slammed it downward.
Li Jianke's heart pounded. He immediately used his Martial Soul Avatar, summoning seven spirit rings beneath him: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black. The spirit rings appeared at once, revealing the aura of a Spirit Douluo.
Li Jianke shouted, "Martial Soul Avatar!"
A long sword shot into the sky.
Ning Rongrong immediately released her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, bringing forth four spirit rings. The spirit rings lit up simultaneously. "The Seven Treasures have names: first, speed; second, strength; third, spirit; fourth, control!"
The four beams of light instantly struck Li Jianke's body.
Li Jianke's spirit surged, and his strength suddenly increased by thirty percent.
"A Spirit Douluo! He's actually a Spirit Douluo! We're saved!"
"I never expected Rongrong to have such a powerful protector. We don't have to die!"
"That's right, we don't have to die!"
The Shrek Seven Devils were overjoyed. At last, there was hope.
Splat!
The fist struck Li Jianke and knocked him out of his Martial Soul Avatar, returning him to his original form. Li Jianke had no time to react before he was smashed to pieces.
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, her red lips slightly parted, and her expression finally changed. She shouted, "Who are you? Do you know that Uncle Li is from my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School?"
Seeing an elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School killed with a single punch, Ning Rongrong grew furious, taking it as a challenge to the dignity of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.
Ghost Douluo sneered, "The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School? Is that supposed to impress me?"