Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 305 The Intimidation of Three Limit Douluos and Two Super Douluos
Whether it's the round of 16 or the quarterfinals, these are not things worth mentioning.

For Ye Ling, none of the people he encountered were enough to make him take things seriously.

The four finalists were Ye Ling, Qian Renxue, Long Aotian, and Tang San.

The first three, needless to say, are all top contenders for the championship.

In contrast, Tang San, with only five spirit rings, seemed quite out of place among the top four.

Ji Juechen, who was also a favorite to win the championship, lost to Long Aotian.

Since only four people remain, their competition venue can no longer be the Spirit Hall Advanced Soul Master Academy.

The Papal Palace in Wuhun City symbolizes the pinnacle that all Soul Masters dream of, which is their venue.

The massive Soul Arena, measuring one kilometer in length and width, was completely constructed in just one day thanks to the formidable strength of the Spirit Hall.

Furthermore, all subsequent competitions will be open to all Soul Masters within Wuhun City.

"We've been lingering here for far too long."

Ye Ling sighed.

"I have a feeling that we should settle this matter today."

"What does the young master mean?"

Long Aotian, standing to the side, asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Today's match is between me and Tang San, and you versus Qian Renxue."

"I want to try and see if I can kill Tang San today."

Ye Ling didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly stated his thoughts.

Although the system says Tang San can't be killed, we should still try, just in case.
"Tang San must still have some hidden tricks up his sleeve."

"In addition to Pope Bibi Dong and Grand Elder Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall, there is also Grand Elder Poseidon of Seagod Island in Spirit City."

After a pause, Ye Ling looked behind him.

"Come with me, gentlemen. Isn't this what we brought you here for today?"

"We have indeed spent far too much time here."

Yun Ming stretched his body, a strong fighting spirit appearing on his face.

"Since I killed Tang Hao last time, it seems that I have broken through a bottleneck and my strength has improved. I just need to find someone to practice on."

"There are still many things that Yu Lai and I need to handle within the Chamber of Commerce. It would be best to finish them as soon as possible."

Leng Yaozhu yawned and looked at Ye Ling with some resentment.

"In the end, wasn't this individual competition something you, Young Master, created because you wanted to participate?"

"Otherwise, how could it have become so complicated?"

"Once some things start, they are no longer within human control."

Ye Ling smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"Let's go, you guys are my source of confidence today."

Ye Ling stood up, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

The group then followed Ye Ling out of the hotel.

Ye Ling naturally took the lead and walked at the very front, followed by Yun Ming, Leng Yaozhu, Ya Li, Leng Yulai, and Du Busi.

As the youngest of the young, Long Aotian walked at the very back.

The combined aura of three level 99 and two level 98 titled Douluo swept across the entire street almost instantly.

Whether it was the guardian knights from the Spirit Hall who came to maintain order, or other spirit masters who came to watch, they couldn't help but kneel down on the ground.

In the world of Soul Masters, strength is paramount, and these Soul Masters who were suppressed to their knees by Ye Ling and his group naturally harbored resentment.

But so what?
Ye Ling didn't care.

This was not Ye Ling's first time visiting the Papal Palace, nor was it the first time he had walked up the Papal Palace's stone steps.

However, the surrounding paladins still knelt down under his imposing presence.

Amidst the kneeling worship of countless people, Ye Ling and his group finally arrived at the square in front of the Papal Palace.

"What, is Young Master Ye here to show off to us today?" Looking at the people behind Ye Ling, Bibi Dong, who was already seated, also looked rather unpleasant.

"There won't be a demonstration, but some preparations still need to be made."

Ye Ling smiled, ignored the waiter who was pointing the way, and walked directly to Bibi Dong's side.

But the six people behind him did not follow him forward.

Just kidding, he's already like this, why should he follow any rules?

"You piece of trash, do you even deserve to sit in this position?"

Sitting beside Bibi Dong were Hu Liena and Yu Xiaogang. Ye Ling's words were naturally directed at Yu Xiaogang.

"I am an elder of the Spirit Hall, how dare you act so disrespectfully in front of the Pope..."

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish saying the word "etiquette," Ye Ling suddenly flicked his sleeve.

An invisible surge of soul power instantly struck Yu Xiaogang's face, sending him flying.

"A mere old dog that can never break through level 30 in its entire life dares to talk to me like that?"

Yu Xiaogang, who was blown away, looked resentful and clenched his fists tightly, but he was helpless.

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to His Holiness the Pope!"

In an instant, several Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall glared angrily at Ye Ling.

It's not that they're standing up for Yu Xiaogang.

The main issue is that Ye Ling's actions are tantamount to slapping the Spirit Hall in the face.

"Shh!"

Ye Ling put her index finger to her lips, gesturing for them to be quiet.

At the same time, a powerful bloodline pressure suddenly emanated from Ye Ling, instantly silencing the several Spirit Hall experts who were about to chatter on.

"Young Master Ye still says this isn't a demonstration?"

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Ling coldly, but made no attempt to stop him.

In fact, if Qian Daoliu hadn't stepped in, she alone wouldn't have been able to suppress Ye Ling and the group he brought.

"If the Pope says it's a demonstration, then so be it."

Ye Ling wore a warm smile.

"But I'm here mainly to tell the Pope that I'll be returning to Heaven Dou City after the individual competition. Are you not planning to take those thousand Soul Masters?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically.

But before he could speak, Ye Ling continued.

"If there is no reply before I leave, then I will have no choice but to take these people back to the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and give them a good lesson."

Watching Bibi Dong's constantly changing expression, Ye Ling's smile hardly stopped.

"Also, I would like to warn His Holiness the Pope that no matter what happens today, I hope the Spirit Hall will do nothing."

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong finally couldn't help but speak.

"It doesn't mean anything, I just felt that some unexpected situations might occur in today's game."

"If the Spirit Hall gets involved, something that no one wants to see might happen."

Ye Ling shrugged, then left his seat and returned to the waiting area.

"Although this young man is arrogant, he is indeed unmatched among the younger generation."

After a pause, perhaps realizing that her statement was incorrect, Bibi Dong added another sentence.

"Even in the entire Soul Master world, there are few who can compare to him."

　The pace has quickened, and sometimes once the plot unfolds, it's really beyond the author's control.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)