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

Chapter 150 The Golden Generation Abandons Individual Battles, Bibi Dong's chilling killing intent

"next."

Blue Silver Grass grew all over the arena like a blue sea.

Li Bai stood alone atop it.

The Azure Lotus Sword pointed towards the Spirit Hall.

The sword remained untouched.

The sword energy had caused the air to freeze.

"next."

Not loud.

But it was like a thunderclap.

The sound echoed in every corner of the stadium.

The usually bustling Soul Masters of Wuhun City were completely silent at this moment.

He single-handedly defeated an entire academy without even a moment's respite, and then set his sights on the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

The boy's unruly brilliance reached its peak at this moment!
This spirit and strength.

It gets your blood pumping and makes it hard to control yourself.

The Soul Masters of Heaven Dou City were already filled with excitement; some clenched their fists, while others had tears welling up in their eyes.

"Who says all geniuses come from the Spirit Hall? My Heaven Dou City has Lord Sword Wine!"

"Five days ago, news of Lord Jianjiu's sweeping victory over the Spirit Hall's second team was quickly relayed back to Heaven Dou City!"

"Ah! Then I suppose the storyteller is now describing Lord Jianjiu's prowess in the most illustrious way!"

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others were filled with excitement.

From the moment Li Zhexian put on the captain's uniform and appeared before them.

They then knew...

This year's Soul Master Competition.

It was destined to be a stage where Li Zhexian shone alone.

All the most outstanding talents will pale in comparison to his brilliance.

Bai Baoshan was so excited that he exclaimed three times, "Good! Good! Good!"

Before setting off.

He and the two education committee members, Meng Shenji and Zhilin, then patted their chests and guaranteed:
"With the immortal immortal here, we will surely win the laurel wreath and return in triumph!"

It seems now.

My long-cherished wish is within reach.

Shrek Academy's side.

The atmosphere was so heavy that water seemed to drip out of it.

Although Dai Mubai was unharmed and his soul power was intact, he looked utterly defeated.

Tang San was receiving emergency treatment from a healing-type Soul Master from the Spirit Hall. His face was ashen and his body was covered in blood.

However, the excruciating physical pain was nothing compared to the deathly numbness in his eyes.

Seeing this tragic scene.

Flanders couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's ruined...

Tang San and Dai Mubai, whom we are most proud of.

Under Li Zhexian's overwhelming crushing force.

My Dao heart has been shattered...

"The mistress... Mu Bai..."

Yu Xiaogang tried his best to keep his tone steady.

The voice that came out trembled uncontrollably.

His sorrowful gaze swept over the blank-faced Tang San and Dai Mubai, as well as the silent Oscar, Bai Chenxiang, and others.

"This year's Soul Master Competition..."

"Shrek's journey... has come to an end..."

The words fell.

With Liu Erlong's help, Yu Xiaogang bowed deeply to his disciples.

"It was the teacher... who underestimated Li Zhexian's strength..."

"That's why we suffered such a crushing defeat..."

"But your teacher hopes that you will not be discouraged... your path to becoming strong has only just begun..."

"Look at that Li Zhexian on the arena..."

"Treat him...as the goal you will pursue...and even surpass throughout your lives..."

"Teachers...I believe in you..."

His voice was strained.

Weeping blood every word.

A streak of bright red blood slid down the corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth.

That face seemed to age ten years in an instant.

"Hey, this guy is incredibly handsome."

Huo Wu's fair wrist swayed back and forth on the front railing.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang initially intended to make a few insincere remarks about their friend.

But when his gaze fell upon the solitary figure in white on the arena, he could only let out a long, helpless sigh.

"He's fucking handsome."

"Let's see how the Immortal Descends and defeats the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall."

At this time.

Shui Bing'er's clear, cold voice was like ice beads falling onto a plate.

"will not."

"Tang San, who has attached a ten-thousand-year soul ring to the Clear Sky Hammer, is no less powerful than the Golden Generation."

“They know perfectly well that going on stage would only bring them humiliation, so they will abstain.”

"We'll join forces to take down Li Zhexian in the team battle this afternoon."

This statement came out.

All eyes turned to her. Huo Wu frowned slightly.

"You mean..."

"Will the golden generation withdraw?"

"Isn't this... even more shameful?"

Shui Bing'er said calmly:

"Compared to losing to Li Zhexian in front of everyone."

"Abstaining is a more dignified choice for them."

"If we can defeat Li Zhexian in the team battle, we can salvage some of our reputation."

She had barely finished speaking.

From the direction of the Spirit Hall's preparation area came Hu Liena's cold voice:

"Individual battle... Spirit Hall... forfeit!"

Say it.

Ignoring the uproar in the audience.

Hu Liena turned around first and resolutely left.

Yan and Xie Yue followed closely behind, their faces so dark they could drip water.

"Why won't you let me go up?!"

Yan growled.

"Can you defeat Li Zhexian?"

Hu Liena interrupted without turning her head.

Yan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and swallowed back what he was about to say.

A cold glint flashed in Hu Liena's foxy eyes.

"Team battles are where victory is decided."

"Shrek is useless, so they will definitely be absent from team battles."

"In the afternoon, the four of us held off the six from Huang Dou, while the three of us combined our strength to besiege Li Zhe Xian."

The three of them had only taken a few steps.

Behind.

Suddenly, Li Zhexian's voice, tinged with laughter, rang out.

"Hey……"

Hu Liena paused, then slowly turned around.

Li Zhexian raised the corners of his lips slightly and uttered a sentence lightly.

"You guys are really useless."

Hu Liena's clenched knuckles turned white instantly, and a murderous glint flashed across her face.

Immediately.

She turned around abruptly.

They walked even faster and disappeared into the depths of the passage.

The Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall.

In the individual finals... he forfeited?!

Hearing Li Zhexian's merciless words "trash," and seeing the golden generation leaving the arena.

The audience was stunned.

After a long silence of more than ten breaths, whispers rose up like a tide, eventually merging into a deafening uproar.

Some found it hard to believe.

Some were overjoyed and excited.

Some were overwhelmed with shame and indignation.

"Individual combat..."

at this time.

Bibidon, who sat high on the papal throne, spoke.

Her voice was calm yet authoritative, clearly carrying throughout every corner of the arena:
"Individual combat..."

"Royal Fighting Team, Li Zhexian, Champion."

"After a short rest, the team battle will begin at 5 PM."

Say it.

She stood up slowly.

Amidst the thunderous shouts of "Respectfully bidding farewell to His Majesty the Pope" from both sides, he turned around with impeccable manners.

The sunlight was blocked by her graceful figure.

The shadow slowly fell upon that stunningly beautiful face.

The instant he turned around.

Bibi Dong's smile slowly froze.

Then it turned into bone-chilling cold.

The murderous intent in those deep purple eyes was so intense it was impossible to dissipate.

No one understands the potential of twin martial souls better than her.

If Li Zhexian hadn't appeared out of nowhere, Tang San, with his twin martial souls including the Clear Sky Hammer, would have been the Spirit Hall's primary target for elimination.

However at this moment...

This Li Zhexian...

Absolutely too monstrous!

The sharpness of the Azure Lotus Sword in his hand surpasses even that of the Seven Killings of Dust!

The talent displayed by a single martial soul has already surpassed that of twin martial souls!
Such extraordinary talent, and also close ties with the Heaven Dou Empire and many major sects!
If left to grow...

This will undoubtedly become a huge obstacle to the Spirit Hall's grand ambition of dominating the continent!

Furthermore, there's his complicated and entangled relationship with Qian Renxue...

Bibi Dong's face was ashen and deep, and her murderous intent towards Li Zhexian had reached an unprecedented peak.

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