Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 320, Section 339: The Spirit Hall Team

In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi stared intently in the direction of the Spirit Hall team, murmuring, "Uncle Jian, can you tell how old they are?"

Chen Xin murmured in disbelief, "How is this possible? She's the same age as Rongrong! My God, a Soul Emperor at fourteen?"

"A Soul Emperor at the age of fourteen." Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and said, "Not only that, but he also possesses a super martial soul like the Golden Crocodile King, along with a super-limited soul ring configuration."

"Sect Master, you noticed that all the contestants in the Martial Soul Team are the same age as Rongrong, which means—" Chen Xin stopped there and didn't finish his sentence.

"A fourteen-year-old Soul Emperor, a fourteen-year-old Soul King, a fourteen-year-old Soul Sect Master?" Ning Fengzhi had already overestimated the threat posed by the Spirit Hall, but he hadn't expected that he would still underestimate these geniuses. Not to mention the heaven-defying existences of a fourteen-year-old Soul King or Soul Emperor, even a fourteen-year-old Soul Sect Master was already incredibly extraordinary.

The prominent figures represent the foundation of a power, while the achievements of the younger generation can provide insight into the future of that power.

The Spirit Hall's control of more than half of the Title Douluo on the continent has already put a lot of pressure on other forces. With your generation of young people being so incredibly powerful, how are you going to make it impossible for the other forces on the continent to survive?

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart. He wanted to say to Bibi Dong and even the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall: How can your descendants be so outstanding? Your descendants can't be this outstanding! Or, I'll eat a pound of shit and you can put these monsters back into their mothers' wombs, okay? Please, please, I'll kneel down and beg you.

"No wonder the Spirit Hall dared to offer two 100,000-year spirit rings as rewards for this year's Spirit Master Competition," Ning Fengzhi said with a sigh.

"Sect Master, these geniuses are a threat. What should we do?" Chen Xin said solemnly.

According to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's past methods of dealing with geniuses from other forces, they would eliminate them before they rose to power. However, these geniuses are clearly descendants of those who were worshipped, and they wouldn't dare to do so even if they had ten times the courage.

Because things can't be handled perfectly. If he doesn't handle things well and leaves loose ends, today he dares to assassinate the genius of the Spirit Hall, and tomorrow those elders will dare to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and said, "We are not the only ones feeling the threat from the Spirit Hall. We don't need to take the lead. We can just observe the situation!"

In the stands, Flander stared in shock at the Spirit Hall team's lineup, falling into deep self-doubt: "Do our Shrek little monsters have any chance of winning?"

“Brother Fu, we have to take things one step at a time. Shrek Academy is just starting out. There’s no need to expect the little monsters to win after just one competition, is there? The little monsters are still young and can participate in the next competition.” Liu Erlong said.

“That’s true,” Flander said. “Originally, I expected the little monsters to win the championship, but I didn’t expect there to be so many prodigies this year. But looking at the current situation, I think we’ll be satisfied with third place.”

And the other side

The Shrek team found this hard to accept, especially Tang San.

The Soul Emperor, in his previous life, he only became the Soul Emperor five years later thanks to the sacrifice of his beloved Xiao Wu.

As a result, you—

Thinking about his journey so far—his soul bones were stripped away, he lost the immortal treasures of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline was stolen, and the first four soul rings of his Clear Sky Hammer were destroyed—Tang San was consumed by jealousy. "No way! Soul Emperors, why? Why are you all more outstanding than me, the chosen one of destiny?! Or should I eat a pound of shit, and you monsters will just disappear, okay? Stop provoking me!"
On the Battle Arena
Tian Yue calmly looked at the Wind and Fire Academy team and said, "So, do you think there's still a need to fight? Now, I'll give you a chance to admit defeat gracefully."

Feng Xiaotian shook his head and said, "Your strength is great, but that doesn't mean I'm not capable of fighting. Let's talk about the outcome after we've fought."

"Alright then, we'll just have to help you save face later," Tianyue said.

Seeing this, Tian Yue said, "We have no desire to be spied on before the semi-finals. Lu Ling, Lu Yi, proceed according to plan."

The two female Soul Masters behind him said, "Yes, Captain!"

"clang clang"

The bell rang, and the competition officially began.

The moment the bell rang, everyone held their breath to watch the Spirit Hall team's debut, unwilling to miss a single detail.

Tian Yue snapped her fingers, and Lu Ling and Lu Yi, the two Soul Masters behind her, received the signal and embraced each other. Their Martial Souls were both Mist Sprites, and the two Mist Sprites released a fusion divine light behind them.

Knowing that the members of the Spirit Hall team were using a Spirit Fusion Technique, the Wind and Fire team was helpless because both of their Spirit Masters were in the backfield. Even Feng Xiaotian couldn't break through the Spirit Hall team's multiple defenses to interrupt their Spirit Fusion.

"Soul Fusion - Domain of Mist!"

The mist spread from the center where the two martial souls merged, and in an instant, the Spirit Hall team and the Wind and Fire team were swallowed by the mist. The entire Soul Arena was shrouded in a hazy mist, which caused the audience who wanted to watch the match to lose their vision and not be able to see what was happening inside the Soul Arena.

Tang San, sitting below the stage, hurriedly activated his Purple Demon Eye, trying to see what was happening inside the fog, but his mental power was insufficient to penetrate the fog created by the Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

Tang San then remembered that in the past, in order to please Xiao Wu and maintain her high-end lifestyle, he often worked as a blacksmith to earn money, or ran errands for Xiao Wu, or took her shopping, etc. As a result, he neglected the cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye. In addition, because he did not have the Autumn Dew of Longing, it was impossible for Tang San's spiritual power to see through illusions and see the truth.

Thinking of this, Tang San was filled with remorse. Of course, he didn't regret why he had tried to please Xiao Wu in the past, but rather why he hadn't taken more time to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye while taking care of Xiao Wu.

The fog came quickly and went quickly. Soon, the fog thinned, and people finally saw the scene inside. The Spirit Hall team stood intact on their side of the Soul Arena, while the Wind and Fire team members on the other side lay scattered on the ground.

The referee paused for a moment, then went up to the stage, came to the Wind and Fire team, carefully checked the situation, and finally announced: "The Spirit Hall team wins."

So, that's the end?
What exactly happened in the fog just now?

But no matter what, only the winner can win the final cheers, so the audience began to cheer for the Spirit Hall team's victory.

(End of this chapter)