Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 115 The Golden Generation, Devastated

"This...this is Spirit City?!"

The four women stood frozen in front of the magnificent city gate. Even Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who were used to the prosperity of Tiandou City, couldn't help but gasp.

A hundred-meter-tall angel statue overlooks the entire city, and the gilded dome reflects a dazzling light under the sun.

"Stop standing there like country bumpkins. It's time to go in." Without looking back, the four brothers walked forward, oblivious to the exclamations behind them.

The moment they stepped into the Spirit Hall Academy, the once noisy square suddenly fell silent.

The trainees retreated like a tide, some even crashing into the pillars in their panic.

"Strange." Ning Rongrong, holding Zhu Zhuqing's arm, looked at her with wide, puzzled eyes.

"Aren't you guys the most prominent figures at the Spirit Hall Academy? Why do people here treat you like you're plague carriers?"

"Of course."

The traitor suddenly grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"The four of us brothers have earned our current status in the Spirit Hall through sheer hard work and fighting. You don't actually believe that our strength was built up with resources, do you?!"

Every year, they engage in life-or-death battles with the Golden Generation. Although the people of the academy have not witnessed it firsthand, their fearsome reputation has long been deeply ingrained in the bones of everyone at the Spirit Hall Academy.

The thief was used to the fearful looks around him, but he didn't bother to explain.

reputation?

In the face of absolute power, it is nothing more than a dispensable embellishment.

Just as the group of "No Thieves Under Heaven" entered the Spirit Hall Academy, three figures blocked their way.

The people blocking their way were none other than the Golden Generation: Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

Yan stared intently at Tianxia Wuzei, his crimson pupils fixed on him.

"It's been a year since I last saw you. I thought you'd run away with your tails between your legs. But it's fine, we can settle things during the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."

At this point, he suddenly slapped his forehead dramatically.

"Oh, look at my memory. I forgot that you have to climb up from the qualifiers, round-robin tournaments, and knockout stages to participate in the finals."

Yan's lips curled into a smug smile. "Don't let them fail to even get a ticket to the finals. If that happens, you won't even have the right to die by my hand."

Before the thief could speak, the traitorous official on the side was the first to retort sarcastically.

"Look at you, so capable. You're even calling yourself a 'guaranteed admission dog' now?" He pointed at Yan with his right hand, then turned to look at Tianxia Wuzei and the others. "But if it were a brute like you, you might not even make it past the preliminaries!"

"You traitorous scoundrel, you're asking for death!"

Yan's already fiery temper was provoked like a volcano erupting.

The Flame Lord instantly possessed him, and his blazing soul power exploded outwards.

Five spirit rings, yellow, purple, and black, appeared beneath his feet, and the stone slab beneath his feet instantly melted into crimson magma.

"boom!"

The floor beneath Yan's feet cracked instantly, and he charged forward, enveloped in raging flames!

However, Yan's target was not the treacherous officials, but the one who had remained silent, the one who believed in the absence of thieves.

The thief saw through his little scheme at a glance, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

As expected, he became a Soul King, and his soul power was even one or two levels higher than in the original work.

But is it really a good idea to ignore the second child?

Did you still think he was the pushover you used to be?

There were no thieves in the world, so they didn't make any move or even take any precautions.

Because he believed in treacherous officials and traitors.

The traitor's lips curled into a dangerous smile, his eyes flashing with a hunter's cold light.

For the past six years, you've been dealt with by the boss, and ignoring me has become a habit for you.

But if you dare to underestimate me now, you'll die!
"Buzz!"

The Golden Dart King instantly possessed him, and four spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—emerged one after another.

Yan's sinister smile suddenly froze on his face, as if someone had grabbed his throat.

"A fourth ring of a ten-thousand-year soul ring?! How is that possible?!"

His voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with disbelief.

Although Bibi Dong had already informed him of the news that the traitors had advanced to the Soul Sect.

But the jet-black, ten-thousand-year-old soul ring before him struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

Not only him, but Xie Yue and Hu Liena, who were watching from afar, were also shocked and showed expressions of horror.

The students watching were all stunned, their eyes wide and their mouths agape. "Thunder Fist!"

The black spirit ring beneath the feet of the traitor suddenly emitted a blinding light, and the electric current wrapped around his right arm scorched and distorted the air.

not good? !
Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a deathly aura rushing towards him!

But now he is like an arrow shot out, with no possibility of turning back.

"Second soul skill, granite!"

In an instant, his skin turned as hard as granite, and he charged toward the traitors with the might of a mountain.

But at this moment, the fist wrapped in lightning had already gathered its power.

"boom!"

The traitor threw a punch, and the air exploded with a piercing sonic boom wherever his fist passed.

The moment the two terrifying forces collided, a visible shockwave swept across the entire area, shattering the ground bricks and stones inch by inch!

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Yan's granite-like skin, which he was so proud of, began to show spiderweb-like cracks spreading from the center of the fist imprint!

"roll!"

The traitor shouted sharply, and with another burst of strength in his arm, Yan was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

Fortunately, the use of Granite Rock made his body heavy, allowing him to land steadily on his feet.

However, the terrifying impact still caused him to slide backward on the ground.

He had to plunge his hand heavily into the ground, leaving three white marks several meters long on the floor before he finally stopped.

A trace of crimson seeped from the corner of Yan's mouth. He knelt on one knee, his five fingers digging deeply into the ground.

Those eyes, burning with rage, remained fixed on the figure opposite, as if they wanted to tear the other person apart with their gaze.

"What are you looking at, you traitor!" The rebel swung his arm, giving him a defiant look. "From now on, the boss won't need to lift a finger; I can handle you all by myself!"

The thief was not surprised that the Thunder Fist, enhanced by the fourth soul ring, could injure Yan.

"As expected of a ten-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape's spirit ring." He stroked his chin, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. "With the second brother's current explosive power, he is indeed qualified to challenge a Spirit King."

In fact, it wasn't just traitors and rebels; the fourth soul ring of the one who recognized the enemy as his father and the one with the shifty eyes also came from the ten-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape.

Moreover, the six months without thieves prevented them from wasting any more time in the Soto City Grand Arena.

Instead, they were taken directly to the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, where the ferocious and bloodthirsty Titan Giant Apes served as a whetstone.

After six months of slaughter, the Titan Apes on the outskirts were almost completely wiped out.

Perhaps one or two thousand-year-old Titan Apes have managed to escape, but they can no longer cause any trouble.

During the six months of life-and-death battles, everyone's soul power also improved by leaps and bounds.

Traitorous son, traitorous son, and Dugu Yan broke through to level 45; Thief-eyed and Rat-like Eyes reached level 44; Ye Lingling and Zhu Zhuqing reached level 43; and Ning Rongrong reached level 42.

The Soul Power of Tianxia Wuzei also reached level 53, which is on par with Xie Yue, the highest Soul Power of the Golden Generation!

This team is much stronger overall than it was six months ago.

"Yan, are you alright?!"

Xie Yue and Hu Liena immediately stood in front of Yan, their five soul rings activating simultaneously, unleashing two waves of Soul King-level pressure.

Who are you threatening?!

The three traitors and rebels did not back down and stepped forward together.

Four spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—shone beneath their feet, with the jet-black ten-thousand-year spirit ring radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Although there is a difference in soul power, the aura is superior.

Hu Liena and the other two stared wide-eyed, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

The crowd erupted in uproar, with countless shocked gazes fixed on the three traitors.

"My God! All three of them have ten-thousand-year-old fourth spirit rings?!"

"If even those three can do it, then His Highness the Holy Son's fourth spirit ring must also be ten thousand years old!"

"This completely overturns the common sense of the Soul Master world! How did they manage to do that?!"

Whispers rose and fell, everyone speechless with shock at this unconventional soul ring configuration.

However, what they didn't know was that Tianxia Wuzei's fourth spirit ring was not ten thousand years, but an even more terrifying one hundred thousand years!
However, he naturally wouldn't easily reveal his trump card. He merely glanced at Xie Yue and the other two, his tone calm yet chilling.

"Let them enjoy these last moments of glory, the glory of the golden generation. Let's go."

After saying this, he led the traitors and others straight toward the Hall of Worship, leaving the three members of the Golden Generation, their faces as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, standing there.

(End of this chapter)