Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 146 Instant Defeat of Dai Mubai, Li Zhexian Greets His Holiness the Pope

Chapter 146 Instant Defeat of Dai Mubai, Li Zhexian...Greetings, Your Majesty the Pope

In front of the majestic temple.

A stadium capable of accommodating thousands of people has been built.

now.

The crowd was immense, and every seat was taken.

However, the vast arena was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A multitude of gazes, filled with anticipation and awe, were focused on the tightly closed palace doors.

squeak - creak -

Palace gate.

It finally slowly began to open.

Sunlight suddenly flooded into the deep, dark hall.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

A figure holding a scepter was made to appear infinitely tall.

Her stunningly beautiful face was so captivating that no one dared to look at it closely.

Her shimmering gold gown accentuated her perfect figure, and the elaborate and dazzling dress was studded with jewels like stars.

The purple-gold crown on its head emitted countless rays of auspicious light.

All the splendor of heaven and earth.

It was as if at this very moment.

All of it converges on her alone.

This is Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Wow!

Thousands of Soul Master spectators bowed their heads and knelt on one knee.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

This scene.

Even if they are not Soul Masters belonging to the Spirit Hall.

Amidst this overwhelming wave of noise, an urge to prostrate oneself in worship also welled up within me.

The representatives of the two great empires, various academies, and sects all had a heavy look in their eyes.

The Spirit Hall is now unstoppable.

Beside Bibi Dong stood two figures.

A man with feminine features, skin as white as snow, holding a celestial flower formed from soul power in his palm. His long, ink-black hair is casually draped, adding to his bewitching aura.

The other person seemed to blend into a shifting shadow, a chilling and bone-chilling aura silently permeating the air.

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others' pupils contracted.

These two were the titled Douluo who attacked and killed Li Zhexian.

At this moment, it appeared openly and brazenly.

This demonstrates the arrogance of the Spirit Hall.

"Why hasn't my immortal brother returned yet?!"

Dugu Yan's gaze swept anxiously toward the entrance.

"The individual battle is about to begin!"

"...Why is His Highness the Crown Prince also absent?"

Bai Baoshan sighed.

"Trust the immortal; he is not one to be ungrateful, and he will surely arrive in time."

"As for His Highness the Crown Prince..."

"His Highness is unwell and may not be able to attend in person today."

Shrek's preparation area.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the Pope, who was seated in the head seat of the VIP section, with a complicated expression.

"Li Zhexian hasn't even shown his face yet, what an air of grandeur!"

Dai Mubai narrowed his evil eyes.

"I'll lead the charge in the individual battles later."

"I have never truly fought Li Zhexian, and I do not believe he could easily defeat me."

Tang San nodded slightly.

"With Boss Dai taking action, it's naturally a safe bet."

With his ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, his confidence soared.

But it would be even better if we could find out Li Zhexian's true strength and weakness.

Thoughts are turning.

He looked at Xiao Wu, who was clinging to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Xiao Wu, come here."

Xiao Wu pouted and shook her head.

Tang San's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He found Xiao Wu's behavior increasingly strange lately.

"Xiao Wu, listen to me, it's time to plan the tactics."

Xiao Wu glanced at Zhu Zhuqing beside her, still biting her red lips and shaking her head.

"Third Brother...you...you can say it here, I can hear you."

A hint of impatience finally surfaced on Tang San's face.

He stopped talking and turned his gaze away.

Xiao Wu's pink eyes welled up with tears, and she lowered her head in grievance.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her intently.

"Xiao Wu, I've noticed something's off about you lately. What's wrong?"

Xiao Wu just shook her head.

The scorpion tail braid swayed weakly.

She hugged Zhu Zhuqing's arm tightly, pressing her body even closer.

"Zhuqing, you promised me..."

"We're best friends for life, you're willing to help me, right?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

"Yes, whatever it is, I will definitely help you."

It was as if they had received a command from their master.

The red acacia flower she kept close to her body quietly exuded a mysterious aura, enveloping the two people nestled together.

Not far away, Ning Rongrong's delicate brows furrowed slightly, a lingering sorrow lingering within her.

She kept glancing in the direction of the Royal Fighting Team.

Yet, time and again, they withdrew their efforts in disappointment.

……

Following a lengthy and solemn address by a platinum bishop.

The ultimate battle to determine the top three.

The curtain has finally risen.

The first event was the solo ranked match.

The rules are simple and clear.

Each of the three academies sent three members to engage in one-on-one duels.

The loser leaves the stage, the winner stays.

Prepare for the challenge of the next opponent.

Until all three players on one side were defeated.

The teams from Royal Fighting, Shrek Academy, and Spirit Hall will engage in a cross-battle to determine the final winner.

"Through the draw, Team Shrek is the first to appear!"

Please select an opponent!

boom--!
Dai Mubai's soul power surged, like a tiger unleashed from its cage.

He slammed his feet into the ground, his body rising into the air before crashing down onto the ring.

The title "Evil-Eyed White Tiger" is already quite prestigious. Dai Mubai's domineering entrance caused the audience to cheer wildly.

As the first team to appear.

Although there is no advantage of being able to come later, there is a compensation rule... the selection of generals!
You can designate one player from the opposing team to play against you.

Under excited and expectant gazes.

Dai Mubai raised his arm, pointing it directly at the Royal Fighting Team with undisguised provocation.

He raised his chin slightly.

His sinister eyes swept over her.

“Li Zhexian, come up.”

After a moment of silence.

An even louder uproar erupted from the audience.

Who doesn't know the long-standing feud between Royal Fighters and Shrek Academy?
However, what the audience wants to see is a clash of titans!
however.

The audience was astonished to discover this.

The renowned Swordsman Wine has yet to appear.

Having fought his way into the final battle and displayed terrifying strength, no one would be foolish enough to think that Jianjiu was running away out of fear of battle.

only……

The referee's voice was exceptionally clear in the silence.

"Li Zhexian of the Royal Fighting Team, please come to the stage!"

"Li Zhexian of the Royal Fighting Team, please come to the stage immediately!"

……

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others looked grim.

in the audience.

The members of Shenfeng, Chihuo, and even Tianshui Academy all looked worried as they gazed at the vacant captain's position in the Royal Fighting Team.

Huo Wu slammed her fist into the railing.

"Where has Li Bai gone?!"

Shui Bing'er remained calm.

Shuiyue snorted:
"Li Zhexian has taken the money, so he has to do the job!"

"This can't be so unreliable!"

The VIP seats are in the center.

Bibi Dong's purple eyes were as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

She naturally knew where Li Zhexian had gone...

And she went with Qian Renxue...

Did they think they could fool her?

Thinking that Qian Renxue was willing to risk exposing her grand plan and revealing her true face in order to be with her beloved, I was struck by the thought.

Then I thought of Qian Renxue being able to be with her beloved.

An irrepressible killing intent surged within Bibi Dong's heart.

Deep within her dark purple eyes.

It climbed to a chilling dark red.

In the arena.

The referee's ultimatum.

If a contestant does not go on stage after five counts, they are considered to have forfeited.

"Li Zhexian of the Royal Fighting Team, please take the stage immediately!"

"Royal Fighting Team..."

Dai Mubai stood proudly alone on the arena, arms crossed, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Just as the referee was about to announce the fifth call...

A whooshing sound suddenly rolled in.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw.

A dazzling sword light, like a startled swan or a shooting star, swept across the sky with unstoppable force, and in an instant, it had already nailed into the center of the arena.

laugh--

An unparalleled sharpness suddenly erupted.

The arena floor was cut with deep grooves.

The entire stadium fell silent at that moment.

next moment.

The figure in white robes stepped onto the arena in a few flashes.

The silence was ignited, and deafening cheers erupted like a long-dormant volcano, threatening to overturn the entire stadium.

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng and the other three smiled.

Li Zhexian's friends also breathed a sigh of relief.

……

"Li Zhexian, captain of the Royal Fighting Team, accepts the challenge."

The clear voice was not loud.

Yet it clearly pierced through the clamor of voices.

"Contestants, prepare... for battle!"

The referee finished speaking.

Li Zhexian has already moved.

He pulled the Azure Lotus Sword from the arena with a backhand motion, his figure transforming into a blurry white blur as he sped away.

A ray of starlight.

It had already fallen onto the sword's edge.

Dai Mubai's cold smile froze instantly; he hadn't expected Li Zhexian to make a move so suddenly.

Shouldn't they have said something tough first?!
The spirit rings beneath his feet lit up abruptly.

"The third soul skill..."

He didn't even have time to utter the words.

The tip of the sword was already an inch from his throat.

The extremely sharp sword energy, without even touching his skin, forced a spot of crimson blood to appear at his Adam's apple.

fast!
too fast!
It was so fast that Dai Mubai didn't even have time to react!

So fast that the audience's shouts were stuck in their throats!

From the moment Li Zhexian stepped onto the stage to the moment he pointed his sword at Li Zhexian's throat, the entire process took only two breaths!
The battle is over!

Dai Mubai's pupils dilated, and he stood there dumbfounded.

The aura of death emanating from his neck made him stiffen, too afraid to move.

Li Zhexian flicked his wrist, and his longsword rose lightly.

at the same time.

His left hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Dai Mubai by the neck.

It's like lifting a lamb to the slaughter, hoisting it into the air.

Li Zhexian slowly raised his head.

A faint smile appeared on his handsome face.

His gaze pierced through the vast distance, landing on Pope Bibidon, who sat calmly in the VIP section.

"I forgot to tell you."

"That's... utterly disrespectful."

"Li Zhexian greets His Majesty the Pope."