Douluo: I achieve godhood through System

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In the square before the Pope's Hall! 

The Golden Generation made their first move. Hu Liena and Xie Yue unleashed their formidable martial soul fusion skill, showcasing their terrifying strength. 

Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang were thrown out of the arena, blood spraying from their mouths as their weak breaths revealed the severity of their injuries. 

Aside from Feng Xiaotian, who anxiously rushed over to them—carrying Huo Wu and supporting Huo Wushuang—the entire audience's attention was focused on the Spirit Hall team, particularly on the Golden Generation. 

At this moment, however, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan—all members of the Golden Generation—had their eyes fixed on Wang Li, exuding an intense battle spirit. 

Two years ago, they had already heard of Wang Li and his exploits. A Soul Elder at the age of twelve. Because of him, their training workload had doubled in the past two years, leaving them tormented to the brink of collapse. 

But now, as they faced him, the Soul Elder of two years ago had become a Soul King. Nevertheless, their goal remained crystal clear: 

To defeat Wang Li—crush him utterly! 

Xie Yue, standing tall at 1.9 meters with neatly trimmed hair, stared coldly at Wang Li, a smirk on his face as he made a provocative throat-slashing gesture, a blatant taunt. 

Wang Li, however, remained calm and unbothered, unfazed by the provocation. Instead, he clapped his hands and praised them loudly: 

"Impressive. A very strong martial soul fusion skill. It seems you're worthy opponents after all. I thought this year's Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament would be just as boring as before." 

As his words fell, the expressions of the Golden Generation darkened. They had issued a serious challenge, only for Wang Li to dismiss them with such a casual response, clearly not taking them seriously. 

Yan, with his flame lord martial soul, dark red hair, and eyes of the same hue, couldn't suppress his anger and was about to shout. 

But Hu Liena raised her hand to stop him. With that simple gesture, Yan calmed down immediately, staying quiet and restrained. 

Hu Liena, who bore some resemblance to Xie Yue, wasn't stunningly beautiful, but her allure was undeniable. Her enchanting eyes glimmered as she smiled faintly and said: 

"Thank you for the compliment. I look forward to an exciting final match with you tomorrow!" 

Wang Li's expression remained unchanged. Hu Liena had tried to charm him, likely aiming to embarrass him, but while beauty could be a sharp blade, Wang Li's will was as unyielding as steel—her efforts were futile. 

He responded with a smile: 

"I look forward to it as well!" 

Few people in the crowd truly understood the subtle exchanges just now. 

At this moment, in the VIP stands— 

Ning Fengzhi remarked enviously: 

"Your Excellency Dugu Bo, the child you've nurtured is exceptional. Facing three Soul Kings from the Golden Generation without fear, he exudes confidence and composure." 

Dugu Bo replied with a smile: 

"That boy has never shown fear, not even when facing me. Do you think three Soul Kings from the Golden Generation could intimidate him? Only by confronting true strength can one become fearless." 

After speaking, Dugu Bo leaped down and strode toward Wang Li and Dugu Yan, who were with the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy team. 

Left behind, Ning Fengzhi appeared thoughtful, as did his guardian, Chen Xin. 

After a long silence, Ning Fengzhi let out a deep breath and said: 

"Uncle Sword, Your Excellency Dugu Bo truly deserves the title of a master capable of raising someone like Wang Li. His insight into cultivation is unparalleled. Without facing true strength, how can one become strong?" 

Chen Xin nodded in agreement and replied: 

"You're right. Ever since I reached my current realm, I've never had a true battle, let alone faced someone stronger than myself. No wonder my strength has stagnated." 

"Master Ning, that old poison master carries a unique aura. Perhaps it won't be long before he, too, breaks through to my level." 

Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully. In his mind, he resolved to stick to his original plans, even increasing future investments. The once weakest Titled Douluo was no longer the weakest. 

On the other side, Dugu Bo escorted Wang Li, Dugu Yan, and the Heaven Dou Imperial Team away from the square. 

The Next Day

Wang Li woke up from cultivation. Instead of adjusting his state for the match, he focused on refining his soul power. 

Glancing at his stats, he noted his soul power was currently at level 59, just 5% away from breaking through to level 60. 

He thought to himself: 

"I hope today's final battle puts enough pressure on me to trigger a breakthrough. Once I win the championship, I'll head straight to the Star Dou Forest to find the soul beast for my sixth ring." 

After getting up, he washed, ate, and joined the rest of the Heaven Dou team as they gathered and headed toward the square before the Pope's Hall. 

This year's Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament had finally reached its ultimate conclusion. The finals—this decisive battle—had drawn the attention of countless spectators. By the time they arrived at the venue, the place was already packed. 

Everyone took their positions, and after a while, Pope Bibi Dong appeared in the Pope's Hall. Her presence signaled that the match was about to begin. 

As expected, a red-robed cardinal stepped onto the stage. His gaze swept across the arena as he loudly announced: 

"The final match! Spirit Hall Team versus Heaven Dou Imperial Team! Both sides, take the stage!" 

Heaven Dou Imperial Team's Rest Area 

Wang Li glanced at Dugu Yan, who returned his look with a smile. He then turned to Ye Lingling and said softly: 

"Lingling, I'm sorry to trouble you." 

Ye Lingling shook her head, not particularly bothered: 

"Our opponents are incredibly strong. The Golden Generation includes three Soul Kings. You all need every ounce of strength you can muster." 

With that, Wang Li, Dugu Yan, Yu Tianheng, Oslo, Yu Feng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo's brother stepped onto the stage. They had opted to leave their support spirit master behind. Then again, calling Wang Li a support spirit master wouldn't be entirely wrong. 

On the opposite side, the Spirit Hall Team, led by the Golden Generation—Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan—also took the stage with their seven members. 

Even before the battle began, the atmosphere was thick with tension, like gunpowder ready to ignite. 

The red-robed cardinal spoke gravely: 

"The rules remain the same. Once both sides are ready, you may unleash your martial souls!" 

Moments later, whispers rippled through the crowd. 

The Spirit Hall Team consisted of three Soul Kings from the Golden Generation and four Soul Elders. 

The Heaven Dou Imperial Team, however, had a surprise for the audience. Besides the well-known Wang Li, they had another Soul King—Dugu Yan. Her martial soul possessed her, and five rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black—appeared in sequence. The icy, commanding aura radiating from her displayed her formidable strength. 

The Spirit Hall Team, already aware of this through prior intelligence, remained composed. However, other teams watching today, like the Star Luo Imperial Team, could not hide their displeasure. Dei Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun wore grim expressions. 

In the past, the Heaven Dou Imperial Team had been dominated by the Star Luo Imperial Team. This time, Heaven Dou hadn't even revealed their full strength but still defeated them with just one Soul King on the battlefield. 

It was likely that upon their return, their families would express dissatisfaction. Though it wouldn't threaten their status, it would take much longer to prove they were worthy of being the empire's heirs. 

On Heaven Dou's side, the other teams—Godwind, Blazing Fire, Thunderclap, Tianshui, and even Shrek—felt a mix of complex emotions. Comparing themselves to Wang Li and Dugu Yan, they couldn't ignore the immense gap in power. The sheer disparity was enough to leave them breathless. 

Back on the Stage

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan once again used their martial soul fusion technique, while Yan, eager to buy them time, struck first: 

"Hell Lava Surge!" 

With his dual-element top-tier beast martial soul, the Flame Lord, Yan's strength was indeed formidable. Using his Soul King level soul power to unleash his first soul skill, the intense heat of the lava caused the very air to scorch. 

A fiery red pillar of molten lava sped toward the Heaven Dou Imperial Team. Even with Shi Mo and Shi Mo's defensive abilities, they couldn't fully block the attack. 

But Dugu Yan acted swiftly. Her black soul ring flashed brightly, and her terrifying soul power instantly condensed. A massive, world-swallowing serpent shot out from her body, opening its giant mouth to swallow the lava pillar whole. The serpent, about seven or eight meters long, coiled around Dugu Yan's body. 

As Dugu Yan's signature soul skill, the World-Swallowing Serpent could devour any energy-based attack until it reached its limit. 

If it didn't reach that limit in one go, it could still absorb energy. While not absolute defense, it was nearly invincible at her level. 

Yan's expression changed slightly. Though it was only his first soul skill, its power was undeniably strong. What made him nervous was that the serpent didn't dissipate after swallowing his Hell Lava Surge. He quickly deduced it was a soul skill that could continuously absorb energy-based attacks. 

Meanwhile, Hu Liena and Xie Yue had completed their martial soul fusion, and the blood-red mist began to spread. 

Wang Li turned to Dugu Yan: 

"Yan Yan, leave the outside to you. I'll deal with the martial soul fusion and take care of Hu Liena and Xie Yue." 

Dugu Yan, having full confidence in Wang Li's abilities, didn't worry at all. She responded: 

"We'll handle the others." 

Upon hearing this, Wang Li moved toward the blood-red mist, while the rest of the team quickly spread out. 

Once Wang Li disappeared into the mist, Dugu Yan spoke: 

"Yu Tianheng, I'll take on that Soul King. You all go deal with the other four Soul Elders from Spirit Hall's team. Oslo, Yu Feng, your target is the Soul Elder with the brilliant golden staff. Don't let them maintain their continuous buffs." 

As she spoke, Dugu Yan used her first and second soul skills to enhance Yu Tianheng, Oslo, Yu Feng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo's offensive and defensive capabilities with frenzy and paralysis poisons. 

As a control-type soul master who specialized in poison, Dugu Yan had to be especially careful, as poison didn't distinguish between friend and foe. Thus, she had to time her use of her soul skills to ensure she didn't accidentally strengthen the enemy or harm her allies. 

Yu Tianheng clenched his fists tightly, entering a heightened state of exhilaration. In this state, he would feel no pain or fatigue. He spoke gravely: 

"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Oslo, Yu Feng, follow me. Our first priority is to eliminate those four Soul Elders!" 

With a crackling sound, his arms transformed into dragon-like appendages, crackling with lightning. He was the first to charge forward. 

Behind him, Shi Mo and Shi Mo followed closely, while Oslo and Yu Feng, having received their orders from Dugu Yan, locked their sights on the Soul Elder wielding the brilliant golden staff. 

On the Arena

Yan didn't attempt to stop Yu Tianheng and the others. He trusted his teammates. His goal was to defeat Dugu Yan. 

The World-Swallowing Serpent that circled around Dugu Yan's body neutralized his energy attacks, but he wasn't just a beast martial soul user with energy attacks. 

After activating his martial soul, Yan transformed into a towering fire-rock giant and charged toward Dugu Yan. 

Dugu Yan narrowed her eyes. As a control-type soul master, she lacked offensive soul skills, but with proper timing, she could easily disable Yan, who seemed so powerful. 

"Third Soul Skill: Phosphorescent Purple Poison!" 

A purple toxic mist shot out, blocking her path. 

Yan's expression remained unchanged as he used his second soul skill, Granite Rock. His body was encased in a thick, rocky armor, exuding a heavy, mountain-like aura. 

Determined to push through the poison mist, Yan charged forward, enduring the corrosive effects. He gritted his teeth and held his breath, increasing his speed to force his way out of the mist. 

But waiting for him was Dugu Yan's fourth soul skill, Phosphorescent Soul-Stunning Formation. The ethereal poisonous mist was not immediately deadly, but far more terrifying. 

Yan's senses were instantly obliterated—he couldn't see, hear, or smell anything. Panic set in as he frantically activated his soul power, launching erratic attacks around him. 

"Ah… ahh!" 

Dugu Yan cast a cold glance at him, dodging easily as though she were a mythical serpent. She simply waited for Yan to exhaust his strength, knowing that once he did, she could deal with him at her leisure. 

*Meanwhile, in the center of the arena, within the blood-red mist…* 

When Wang Li entered the mist, it tried to invade his body, obscure his senses, suppress his soul power, and slow his movements. 

However, once he activated his domain, the disruptive energies were expelled, and he returned to his peak condition. 

Then, from within the blood-colored mist, a voice—both male and female—spoke: 

"Wang Li, your strength is undeniable, but once you step into this blood-red mist, you will never escape!" 

Wang Li chuckled softly: 

"I don't intend to escape. If this is all your martial soul fusion technique has to offer, I must say I'm quite disappointed." 

A cold snort echoed in response. 

Out of nowhere, a dazzling figure, wearing a mask and wielding twin crescent blades, silently dashed toward Wang Li. 

There was no overwhelming force, but the chilling aura emanating from the figure was enough to make even a normal Soul King tremble and a Soul Emperor take it seriously. 

But Wang Li was not normal. 

Soul power surged through his body, golden light flashing from within. With his gaze quickly scanning the surroundings, he anticipated the attack, striking with empty hands to intercept the crescent blades. As he faced the figure's true form, he smiled and said: 

"Got you!" 

Before his words could even finish, he landed a punch squarely on the masked face of the figure. The force of the impact sent a shockwave that made both Xie Yue and Hu Liena's heads spin, and their consciousness briefly faltered. 

With a powerful leap, Wang Li propelled himself into the air! 

*Swift Step!* 

A knee strike collided with the figure's chest, producing a muffled grunt of pain. The figure was sent flying. 

Without touching the ground, Wang Li used his momentum to launch another attack. 

*Explosive Kick!* 

Wang Li caught up to the figure again, whipping out his leg like a whip. A series of sharp cracks sounded as the figure's right arm twisted unnaturally, causing the crescent blades to slip from its grip and crash to the ground. 

At that moment, Wang Li landed lightly on his feet. The masked figure was sent flying, crashing hard onto the ground. 

Wang Li had the courage to absorb a 30,000-year-old soul ring at the Soul King level and a 50,000-year-old soul ring at the Soul Emperor level. 

Thanks to his powerful and resilient body—augmented by his passive talent, "Toughness," personal training, and the refinement of immortal herbs—his soul rings and their upgrades enabled him to overpower Soul Kings and Soul Emperors with his physical strength alone, without the need for his martial soul. 

(End of Chapter)