Chapter 61 Victory
Luo Guixing's heart skipped a beat. He glanced behind him; they were already at the edge of the arena. If they retreated any further, they would be eliminated.
The ice and fire storm gave them little time to consider, instantly engulfing them.
The Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li only managed to catch one figure: Zheng Yiran. She had no way to dodge the attack, yet she refused to jump off the arena, deeming it too humiliating. So she forcefully used her soul power to withstand the ice and fire storm.
This meant that two people were still alive; on their side, only Luo Guixing and Wu Siduo remained.
Luo Guixing used his spatial abilities to dodge Lin Xiuran's attack, unlike Zheng Yiran who was directly engulfed by the elements.
However, this almost completely depleted his soul power. He had already expended a great deal of soul power fighting Ye Xinglan, and the long-distance spatial transformation had further drained it.
At this moment, he was truly empty.
However, he didn't give up. Instead, he looked into the ice and fire storm.
They still had one last trump card! A
deafening
roar echoed across the entire sparring arena.
The powerful aura and immense strength neutralized the elemental attacks of the ice and fire storm.
Black and golden light flashed alternately, and then a gigantic white tiger appeared in the arena. This white tiger was enormous, its entire body covered in white fur, radiating a faint white light. Its eyes were like two sparkling blue sapphires, filled with a mysterious and profound light. On its forehead was a curved black stripe, like a bolt of lightning.
The Netherworld Cat and the White Tiger—Wu Siduo's self-fusion martial soul skill, Netherworld White Tiger, was once again displayed.
A self-fused spirit fusion skill—that's incredibly rare, possessed by only a handful of spirit masters throughout the entire history of the Douluo Continent.
Luo Guixing's face was pale, but he still managed a smile. Wu Siduo's self-fused spirit fusion skill, the Netherworld White Tiger, was their last resort. He refused to believe that his opponent was truly powerful enough to easily handle Wu Siduo in this state.
But the truth was, he was wrong again.
Originally, everyone else thought that even if Lin Xiuran had methods, he would try to delay and stall as much as possible, after all, Wu Siduo was only at the fourth ring cultivation level, and it was a self-fused spirit fusion skill, which consumed much more energy than ordinary spirit fusion skills. The spirit power of one person is different from that of two people.
As long as time was used up, they would definitely win the match.
But clearly, this was just what everyone else thought.
The wings on Lin Xiuran's back slowly dissipated, the surrounding elements gradually stopped, and his fourth spirit ring slowly merged into his body.
Centered on Lin Xiuran, a terrifying aura instantly emanated, overwhelming the entire area; its power seemed capable of crushing everything.
He took a light step forward, thunder rumbling behind him, and rings of lightning swirling around his body.
At the same time, he took out the few steamed buns Xu Lizhi had given him earlier and instantly tossed them into his mouth.
With just those few buns, Lin Xiuran's aura suddenly surged to another level.
The lightning wings generated by his lightning power allowed Lin Xiuran to float in mid-air, facing the Netherworld White Tiger charging towards him from the ground.
Lin Xiuran stretched out his hand, blue-purple lightning gathering in his palm, and then he hurled it out with a thunderous roar.
A deafening bolt of lightning shot in a perfect arc straight towards Wu Siduo's Netherworld White Tiger.
Wu Siduo's momentum remained undiminished, the Netherworld White Tiger directly confronting Lin Xiuran's lightning strike.
The shocking lightning and the massive white tiger exploded in mid-air, spraying energy that almost completely covered the sky.
Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li was the first to react, instantly lashing out with her green orb of light.
Everyone was watching, but by the time the Holy Spirit Douluo made her move, the outcome was already decided.
After all, only Wu Siduo was caught in the lightning; Lin Xiuran remained suspended in mid-air, completely unharmed.
Sure enough, Ya Li's green orb caught Wu Siduo. She didn't look too well, with arcs of electricity occasionally crackling from her body. She looked like she had been severely electrocuted.
Wu Siduo's Netherworld White Tiger possessed power far beyond her age, definitely exceeding the level of a five-ring Soul King.
Yet, even so, it still succumbed to Lin Xiuran's lightning.
Lin Xiuran's lightning element was already incredibly terrifying, even more so than ordinary lightning. Logically speaking, due to the immense destructive power of lightning, while there have been many Soul Masters in the history of Douluo Continent who wielded lightning, such as those with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, almost none have reached the level of Ultimate Lightning. After
all, the destructive power of lightning is too strong, and there must be some inherent limitations. However, Lin Xiuran's lightning power was awakened through a lightning tribulation, and the lightning element he controlled as a phoenix certainly exceeded the current limitations of the Douluo plane. Even with limited power, with the support of the Bloodthirsty Bean Bun, he could still manage to break through Wu Siduo's Netherworld White Tiger.
Now, only Lin Xiuran, his two companions, and Luo Guixing, who had exhausted her soul power, remained on the field.
Ye Xinglan stepped forward, casually swinging her Star God Sword in mid-air, emitting a sword cry, her gaze coldly fixed on him.
Luo Guixing swallowed hard, his composed smile completely gone. He stood up and slunk off the stage.
Without a doubt, the final victors were Lin Xiuran and his two inner court teammates. This time, the students from Class One had no room for doubt.
Both Ye Xinglan's one-against-three performance and Lin Xiuran's thunderous power had deeply shocked them.
Even Xu Lizhi, who had barely fought, was the center of attention; everyone had witnessed the amplification his food-type soul skill provided to Lin Xiuran and Ye Xinglan.
No wonder food-type soul masters were so highly regarded; their role in battle was immense,
especially in teams with already strong members.
No one had expected such a result. Many thought the five students from Class One would outnumber the three inner court members and put up a good fight.
While the match was exciting, with impressive performances from both sides, it was undeniably brutal. Except for Luo Guixing, the other four were all injured.
In contrast, Lin Xiuran and his two companions were barely even scratched, a stark contrast to the others, whose difference in strength astonished everyone.
The gap between inner and outer court disciples was truly obvious, even among peers, and this difference was significant.
Below the stage, Le Zhengyu felt a chill run down his spine; it seemed Lin Xiuran had held back that day, otherwise…
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