Douluo Jueshi: Obtain Sharingan at the beginning!

The eighth contestant, the soul guide representing the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, stepped onto the competition stage calmly.

He held a long-handled sword in his hand. The blade was wide and heavy, flashing with a cold light. The handle was thick and strong, wrapped with dark red leather, and the length was similar to the rapid-fire cannon of the yellow-clothed man.

He held the sword with one hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground. His posture was upright, like a towering mountain, standing there quietly, deep and majestic, and a master's style naturally revealed.

Ye Yulin's eyes swept across the yellow-clothed man and the representative of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, and said in a deep voice: "Both sides have signed their names and are ready to fight." His voice was low and powerful, with unquestionable majesty.

"I emphasize again that this match is a matter of life and death, until one side admits defeat or loses its fighting power.

If you feel that you cannot defeat your opponent, admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid irreversible consequences."

The yellow-clothed man said his name in a muffled voice: "Huang Yi!" The voice was brief and powerful, revealing a domineering aura that should not be underestimated.

The representative of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce bowed gracefully and said loudly: "Aodu Chamber of Commerce, Zhao Shouze." His voice was clear and loud, with a confident smile.

Ye Yulin nodded, his body suddenly rose into the air, and at the same time announced the start of the match: "Start!" His voice resounded throughout the competition venue, and also kicked off this life-and-death struggle.

This is not the kind of competition that stops at a certain point in the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, but a real life-and-death contest.

This is the cruel rule of the underground world. There are not so many cumbersome rules and protection measures. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.

Zhao Shouze tapped the ground with his toes, and his figure shot out like an arrow from a bow, rushing towards the direction of the yellow-clothed man.

At the same time, six soul rings rose from under his feet, three yellow and three purple, and he was a six-ringed soul emperor.

He waved the long-handled sword in his hand, and a layer of dazzling golden-red flames instantly ignited on the blade, and the flames were surging, as if they were going to swallow up the entire competition stage.

Unexpectedly, the yellow-clothed man did not raise the rapid-fire cannon to attack as everyone expected.

Instead of firing the heavy cannon in his hand, he slowly put it down, as if this heavy weapon was a burden for him, making him a little unbearable.

However, just when everyone was puzzled, six soul rings also rose from the yellow-clothed man's body.

Two yellow, two purple, and two black. The best soul ring ratio!

Seeing these six shining soul rings, the audience was in an uproar.

The best soul ring ratio is extremely rare even among soul masters, let alone appearing on a soul instructor.

Xishui League was naturally surprised and delighted, while the opponents, Aodu Chamber of Commerce and Pingfan League, looked extremely ugly.

Zhao Shouze's eyes fell on the rotating soul rings on the yellow-clothed man involuntarily.

The two dazzling yellow soul rings, like two shining suns, emitted a light that people dared not look directly at. His breathing stagnated, and an indescribable pressure rose in his heart. In comparison, his dim white soul ring seemed so shabby and so vulnerable.

A sense of frustration spread quietly, and Zhao Shouze's originally high morale quickly cooled down as if a basin of cold water was poured on him. He felt his legs slightly weak, and his hand holding the knife trembled a little.

The strength of the opponent was far beyond his expectations.

However, the instinct of fighting allowed him to quickly get rid of this brief loss of consciousness. He clenched his teeth and forced himself to calm down. Even if the opponent was strong, he could not retreat, and he had to go all out!

Zhao Shouze took a deep breath and suppressed the fear and uneasiness in his heart.

He exerted force with his legs and rushed towards the big man in yellow like an arrow from a bow. He was so fast that he rushed across half of the competition stage in the blink of an eye.

He raised the big knife in his hand high, and with a sharp knife wind, he chopped it down fiercely at the big man in yellow.

The golden red blade light, like a lightning that cut through the sky, with a burning breath, instantly crossed a distance of more than 40 meters and chopped down the big man in yellow.

This shocking knife contained all of Zhao Shouze's strength and fighting spirit.

Wherever the blade light passed, the air seemed to be burned out, making bursts of crackling explosions. The entire competition stage trembled, as if it would be split in half by this terrifying blade light at any time.

The blazing blade light enveloped the big man in yellow.

However, facing this unstoppable attack, the big man in yellow seemed unusually calm.

His eyes were like torches, staring closely at the incoming blade light, and his steps were light, as erratic as a ghost.

At the moment when the blade was about to fall, the big man in yellow suddenly turned sideways and barely avoided the fatal blow.

He also pulled the rapid-fire cannon in his hand in front of him to block the sparks.

With a loud "puff", the flame knife slashed heavily on the ground, leaving a long gully.

The metal ground on both sides of the gully was instantly melted by the high temperature, turned red, and billowed with thick smoke.

The audience was stunned by this thrilling scene and forgot to cheer for a while. They originally thought that the big man in yellow would be split in half by this knife, but they didn't expect him to dodge it so easily.

However, what shocked them even more was that the big man in yellow did not choose to continue the long-range attack, but carried his heavy rapid-fire cannon and strode towards Zhao Shouze.

This sudden move made everyone feel incredible.

A long-range attack soul master actually gave up his own advantage and chose to fight with a melee soul master? What kind of tactics is this?

Han Yu, who was watching everything on the stage, smiled faintly. He knew that the yellow-clothed man was not acting recklessly, but had his own plan.

Anyone who thinks the yellow-clothed man is a fool is the biggest fool.

Zhao Shouze's heart was in turmoil. He did not expect the yellow-clothed man to be so brave and ignore his sharp blade and rush straight towards him.

The speed was incredible! Carrying a huge rapid-fire cannon, the yellow-clothed man's figure was as erratic as a ghost. His feet stepped on the ground, but there was almost no obvious landing action, as if he could instantly cross a distance of several meters with just a light touch on the ground.

This running posture left a trail of afterimages in Zhao Shouze's eyes, illusory and blurred, making it difficult for him to capture the opponent's true position.

What frightened him even more was that the ferocious rapid-fire cannon on the yellow-clothed man's shoulder began to flash dangerous light at the muzzle, and the energy fluctuations became more and more intense, foreshadowing the terrifying power that was about to erupt.

Zhao Shouze did not dare to neglect it. In a flash, the big knife in his hand suddenly swept out, and the hot flame blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and went straight to the waist of the yellow-clothed man.

At this moment, the two were about fifteen meters apart. Zhao Shouze was confident that with his speed and attack power, he could completely defeat his opponent in the next series of attacks.

He even thought that at such a close distance, the yellow-clothed man would not have time to fire the rapid-fire cannon. However, at the moment when the blade was about to touch the yellow-clothed man, Zhao Shouze's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw that the yellow-clothed man had a cigar in his mouth, a cigar that exuded a light golden light.

He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. A cloud of golden smoke lingered around him, as if covering him with a mysterious veil.

At the same time, a layer of dazzling golden light burst out from his body, forming an indestructible shield.

The yellow-clothed man held up the rapid-fire cannon and completely ignored Zhao Shouze's attack, allowing the hot blade to cut him.

"Dang!" A crisp metal collision sound resounded throughout the venue, and the blade collided with the golden shield, stirring up circles of energy ripples.

The yellow-clothed man's figure just shook slightly, and then continued to charge forward, while Zhao Shouze's blade was like a drop in the ocean, completely swallowed by the layer of golden light, and did not cause any harm to him.

Zhao Shouze exclaimed in his heart: "Invincible shield?" He couldn't believe it. Did the other party use some illegal means?

"He broke the rules!" This thought flashed through Zhao Shouze's mind.

He subconsciously looked up at the referee Ye Yulin who was suspended in the air, but found that the other party did not make any expression and the game was still going on.

At this moment, the big man in yellow had rushed to Zhao Shouze, and the distance between the two was almost zero.

The rapid-fire soul guide cannon in his hand was no longer aimed and shot, but swept out like a giant pillar, with overwhelming momentum, and hit Zhao Shouze fiercely.

Zhao Shouze was shocked, and in a hurry, he could only use the big knife in his hand to resist the sudden attack.

As a melee soul guide, he has absolute confidence in his strong physical fitness.

However, he did not know that in this world, there is a kind of people with special talents, who are born with supernatural powers, far beyond ordinary people.

The big man in yellow is one of them. Although his power cannot be compared with Wang Qiuer's extreme power, it is still much stronger than ordinary soul masters.

With a deafening "bang", Zhao Shouze felt a surge of overwhelming force, which slammed him and his sword into the air.

He staggered back, lost his balance, and almost fell to the ground.

The huge impact force was transmitted to his chest along the handle of the sword, and a sharp pain made him groan.

He felt a surge of blood in his chest, and breathing became difficult.

Zhao Shouze quickly adjusted his body to stabilize his shaking body, enduring the discomfort.

He knew that now was not the time to fall. He had to fight back immediately!

At the critical moment, Zhao Shouze made a decisive decision and activated the second state of the sword.

The originally silver-white blade instantly turned into a dazzling golden red, as if a burning flame was jumping.

A powerful energy wave emanated from the blade, and the surrounding air was slightly distorted.

Although the sword in this state lost its ability to attack from a distance, its melee power was greatly improved, enough to cut through steel.

The golden-red light reflected on Zhao Shouze's resolute face, making him look as majestic as a god of war.

However, just as Zhao Shouze was about to fight back, he saw the melee soul cannon in the yellow-clothed man's hand crashing into his chest.

The black muzzle of the cannon was like a beast that was ready to eat its prey, emitting a heart-pounding chill.

Zhao Shouze did not hesitate at all, and immediately raised the big knife burning with golden-red flames in his hand, ready to split the yellow-clothed man's melee soul cannon with the hot blade.

He believed that with the powerful power of the war knife at this moment, he would be able to split the soul cannon in two.

However, at the moment when the blade was about to touch the muzzle, Zhao Shouze's heart suddenly sank, and a bone-chilling chill instantly spread throughout his body.

He saw that the soul power light that had been accumulated at the muzzle of the rapid-fire cannon suddenly burst out, and the dazzling light was as dazzling as a small sun.

Zhao Shouze suddenly remembered that this was not an ordinary melee soul guide, but a rapid-fire cannon! Rapid-fire cannons, as the name suggests, are known for their fast firing speed.

On the battlefield, it is usually used for fire suppression, suppressing the enemy's actions through dense artillery fire. Therefore, the power of a single shell is not too strong.

Like the level 7 rapid-fire cannon in the hands of the yellow-clothed man, the power of its single shell is almost the same as that of the level 6 high-explosive shell.

However, the rapid-fire cannon of the yellow-clothed man has a significant difference from other rapid-fire cannons, that is, its size.

The size of this rapid-fire cannon is much larger than other rapid-fire cannons of the same level, and it looks particularly bulky.

But at the same time, its power is also far greater than other rapid-fire cannons of the same level.

The larger the size, the greater the power, this is an unchanging truth.

The shells of the yellow-clothed man's rapid-fire cannon are at least three times the size of ordinary level 7 rapid-fire cannons, and the power is naturally increased.

Earlier, the yellow-clothed man used this heavy cannon to sweep across like a giant pillar, shaking Zhao Shouze away.

Now, he actually aimed the muzzle at Zhao Shouze, ready to fire directly!

After being shaken away, Zhao Shouze, in a moment of urgency, actually forgot the nature of this soul guide - it is a cannon! A cannon that can fire shells!

At this moment, Zhao Shouze's golden-red blade was about to cut the muzzle of the rapid-fire cannon.

Under normal circumstances, with the power of the war knife at this moment, even the muzzle made of rare metals can be easily cut off like cutting butter.

However, the yellow-clothed man's behavior now is tantamount to firing the rapid-fire cannon in front of Zhao Shouze! No matter what, it is also a cannon!

So, the air seemed to solidify for a moment, and then a deafening roar resounded throughout the entire competition venue.

"Boom——" A dazzling bright light suddenly exploded between the yellow-clothed man and Zhao Shouze, as dazzling as a small sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The violent energy shock wave, with the two as the center, spread wildly around, setting off a hurricane, blowing the clothes of the spectators in the spectator seats rustling.

In the center of the explosion, the huge body of the yellow-clothed man was blown away by the huge recoil. He held the heavy rapid-fire cannon tightly and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, drawing a parabola. (End of this chapter)