The Great Stage of Douluo, My Name is Qian Xunji

Stepping onto the circular battle stage once again, the surrounding spectator stands were already packed with people.

This well-featured female student wore a sleeveless vest, revealing firm muscles on her arms, paired with tight-fitting pants. Her short blue hair was cut neatly and cleanly, giving her a somewhat heroic air.

Dongfang Jing had arrived on the stage before her opponent. Her outfit, primarily gold with black and white accents, was extremely flamboyant, and her face, which was beginning to mature, was matched by a cold and competitive gaze.

For a moment, it made her originally confident opponent feel a sense of danger.

"The match begins!"

Following the referee's announcement.

The spectators were just about to watch what they expected to be an exciting and thrilling match.

Dongfang Jing struck in an instant.

Possessing innate, extreme speed, she displaced herself directly to the center of the arena.

The defense-type Soul Grand Master immediately activated her soul skill, assuming a defensive stance to face Dongfang Jing.

Suddenly, a golden mirror clone emerged from Dongfang Jing's body, and Dongfang Jing and the clone moved in opposite directions.

The golden clone rushed rapidly toward the defense-type Soul Grand Master, who braced herself for the attack.

Then...

The clone passed right through her body and appeared directly behind her.

The defense-type Soul Grand Master was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the original body opposite her, unsure of which side she should defend.

Her martial soul was a tool-type shield, capable of defending only one direction.

Without giving her time to react, the golden figure began to weave in front of her.

The original body and the mirror clone swapped positions, followed by the expansion of the mirror formation. Intricate and magnificent golden patterns unfolded with Dongfang Jing at the core, forming a circle. Tiny golden fragments emerged around the perimeter of the circle before flying violently toward the besieged enemy.

The defense-type Soul Grand Master was instantly immobilized.

Then, countless attacks rained down.

The spectators watching from the stands could not see the golden-haired girl clearly at all; they could only see a golden stream of light moving continuously within that intricate, circular formation.

The one-second immobilization ended, and the defense-type Soul Grand Master's back was covered in wounds, eventually being kicked off the stage.

This could be considered Dongfang Jing's sense of martial honor; she did not kick her opponent off immediately while they were immobilized, as she believed that would be an unearned victory, preferring to win through absolute strength.

The battle ended too quickly, leaving those around her unable to react in time.

Apart from a few people from Martial Soul Hall who could applaud, the rest of the Four Element Academies fell into an eerie silence.

This was a level 29 Soul Grand Master fighting against a level 39 Soul Elder!

Winning by crossing an entire major realm, and doing so with a one-hit kill—how could this be possible?

Dongfang Jing, however, just stood coldly on the stage, looking toward the opposing team and locking eyes with those angry Skywater Academy opponents, her eyes filled only with fighting spirit and a thirst for victory.

The match continues!

Chapter 79: Conclusion and Victory

The match continues!

The second team member stepped onto the stage with an angry expression. She believed that Dongfang Jing's soul power must have been exhausted, and since she hadn't left the stage yet, this was her chance to avenge her teammate.

Then, she went flying backward off the stage again.

The third team member had the same thought; over the course of two battles, the opponent had used her soul skills at least a dozen times, so no matter how much soul power she had, it should have been depleted.

Then, she went flying backward off the stage again.

The fourth team member was a control-type Soul Grand Master, but her control soul skills were not area-of-effect abilities, and casting them required extra hand movements. Her speed was far too slow in front of the "Flying Thunder God" Dongfang Jing, and she was easily predicted and dodged.

Then, she went flying backward off the stage even faster than the previous two.

The fifth team member was the soul master capable of flight; Dongfang Jing spent a little more time on her, but still resolved it easily.

It remained the same: without strong crowd control or area-of-effect damage, and unable to escape the Mirror Space, one could only take a beating when facing Dongfang Jing.

Then came the vice-captain and the captain.

Because their soul power was higher, Dongfang Jing gave them some face, spending a few extra seconds to knock them off the stage.

A one-on-seven sweep, and a cross-realm one at that!

The spectators went from initial shock to later numbness.

Shui Lan was kicked off the battle stage by Dongfang Jing, her body covered in wounds left by mirror blades, still bleeding continuously and accompanied by the stinging pain of burns.

Blood soaked her tattered clothes, and her hair had become disheveled from the battle; Shui Lan looked completely wretched.

Shui Lan leaned against the wall she had been knocked into, looking in disbelief at the golden-haired girl with the sharp aura standing on the stage, the intricate and magnificent golden formation beneath her feet shattering into golden light particles and vanishing as the girl stepped away.

Seven battles!

Seven full battles; even a Soul Ancestor or a Soul King shouldn't have that much soul power.

Shui Lan had thought countless times that the opponent's soul power should have been exhausted, but reality had slapped her hard in the face.

The silence that had initially surrounded the arena slowly gave way to a smattering of applause.

However, it was not much; after all, this was the home turf of Skywater Academy.

On the high platform.

The beautiful woman beside Qian Xunji, who had been confident and cold just moments ago, now wore a stiff expression. She stared at the defeated members of Skywater Academy below and closed her eyes.

This battle had failed to showcase any of Skywater Academy's true strength.

The golden-haired girl from the opposing side was simply too fast. Almost all of their attacks had missed, and the only one that didn't merely splashed onto the hem of her skirt.

Speed aside, her attack power was nothing to scoff at either. The ice crystal shield of their defense-type Soul Master, while only capable of blocking one side, was bolstered by the user's own enhanced physical defense, yet it had been shattered with ease.

Furthermore, as a Soul Douluo, Shui Qing'er had roughly calculated that the girl had used her clone-swapping soul skill nearly seventy times throughout the match. There were other soul skills that hadn't been specifically tallied, but they certainly numbered no fewer than ten.

Logically speaking, even if one were to drain a Soul Grand Master dry, they wouldn't be able to use that many soul skills!

Just how was Martial Soul Hall training its students, or was this girl's martial soul simply unique?

Shui Qing'er couldn't fathom the reason, but she could only force herself to maintain a facade of calm and congratulate Martial Soul Hall on their victory.

In Douluo Continent, strength was everything. Since Skywater Academy couldn't beat Martial Soul Hall and their team had lost, they had no choice but to accept it.

However, in the spectator stands, the people from the Four Element Academies wore varying expressions.

Some were resentful and unconvinced, such as the Huo Clan of Blazing Fire Academy.

Some were bowed in thought, such as the Yu Clan of Thunder Academy.

Some were deep in calculation, such as the Feng Clan of Godwind Academy.

Although the Four Element Academies huddled together for warmth in Element City, they were not all hostile toward Martial Soul Hall.

Thunder Academy and Blazing Fire Academy were hot-tempered and arrogant, making no effort to hide their animosity toward Martial Soul Hall.

Skywater Academy, on the other hand, had no clear stance. They had always kept to themselves, harboring no explicit hatred for Martial Soul Hall, yet never offering any gestures of friendship or negotiation.

As for Godwind Academy, they were hard on the outside but soft on the inside. While they stood with the likes of Thunder Academy, they were secretly in contact with Martial Soul Hall.

He did not want to betray the Four Element Academies and lose his allies, yet he wanted to leave a way out for himself.

However, this state could not last forever; he would eventually have to make a choice.

Feng Yang looked down at his son, Feng Xiaotian, who was following by his side with his eyes fixed intently on the little golden-haired girl on the stage, and shook his head helplessly.

In truth, he had long since seen the fragility of the Four Element Academies in Element City.

They appeared to be "evenly matched" with Martial Soul Hall.

But that was only because Martial Soul Hall hadn't shown their true colors; they had merely sent a Soul Saint branch master from a subordinate hall.

Martial Soul Hall could easily deal with the Four Element Academies using just the renowned Ghost Douluo and his peer.

Not to mention that their Pope, Qian Xunji, was also a Title Douluo.

In this world, possessing a single Title Douluo was enough to claim the status of a top-tier power.

Martial Soul Hall certainly possessed more than just these three Title Douluos; their strength was unfathomable. Feng Yang was a smart man, and he truly did not want to stand against Martial Soul Hall any longer.

Previously, it had been the interests of the alliance and brotherly loyalty that held them together, but watching Martial Soul Hall's illogical, crushing victory today had finally helped him make up his mind.

He had to consider his clansmen and his children.

The match ended.

Qian Renxue and her companions walked off the stage in a daze.

They had won just like that?

They felt like they hadn't participated at all.

The final individual matches had turned into a one-woman show for Dongfang Jing.

Qian Renxue had only flown into the air during the first team match to release a second skill to enhance the Huyan Brothers' defenses.

As for the subsequent individual matches, she hadn't even stepped onto the stage; she had simply coasted to victory.

The Huyan Brothers had only been injured when they were ganged up on during the first match, but for forty-first-level defense-type Soul Masters like them, it was something they could endure.

Arthur had prepared a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but since they won before he could release it, he had to cancel the skill.

Xiang Yu had been slightly more active; he flew into the air and used two boosted, charged ultimate moves to decide the outcome of the team match.

Dugu Yan hadn't made a move from start to finish, coasting all the way to the end.

The seven of them were discussing the battle they had just finished, trying to feel like they had actually been a part of it.

Qian Renxue once again felt the sensation of being watched that she had experienced while on stage. It wasn't the usual observation or appraisal, but an incredibly intense gaze that made her feel very uncomfortable.

However, there were simply too many people in the stands, and with the competition ongoing, she couldn't find who it was.