Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 150 The Grand Finale: An Overwhelming Domination, Emperor's Palm - Great Cold Without Snow
"Please bring your players to the stage!"

Tiansha Douluo said in a deep voice.

Looking at the lineups of both sides, both were tough nuts to crack, and even he was having a headache. In this situation, at least one or two people would probably die to add to the excitement.

However, His Majesty secretly reminded him yesterday that he couldn't afford to offend either the Haotian Sect or Shrek Academy, so he should not show favoritism to either of them and leave his fate to destiny...

As the referee's voice echoed throughout the stadium.

Cheers erupted again.

All eyes were on the Shrek team and the Haotian Sect team. As for the latter, the "dark horse," the audience wasn't stupid. Just because you changed a suffix doesn't mean everyone would lose their minds and not recognize it. The emergence of the Haotian Sect had been the talk of the town.

Now, the Haotian Sect, the number one sect on the mainland, and the Shrek Academy, the number one academy on the mainland, are clashing passionately, both of them rushing into the final round with an overwhelming momentum, which is naturally full of highlights.

This is also the source of Xu Jiawei's confidence in quietly raising ticket prices.

“This Haotian Sect is no pushover,” Wang Yan pondered. “Based on my observations at the arena over the past few days, the weakest member of the Haotian Sect’s main team is a level 53 Soul King, while the strongest should be Tang Ju, whom Dong’er mentioned, and the masked man. The former has only appeared once, in the last match against Di’ao Academy, with six Soul Rings—yellow, purple, purple, purple, and black—making him quite formidable even among Soul Emperors. The main event, however, is that masked man…”

"Teacher Wang, let's all go together," Su Wen said with a smile.

"Me, Sister Xiaotao, Sister Luochen, Sister Nannan, Senior Beibei, Nana, and Qiu'er make seven people in total."

"Ok!"

Wang Yan nodded in satisfaction.

Su Wen is teachable; in the final match, he finally realized the importance of teamwork!
"It's the last one, let's all go up and take a group photo, so we can all feel involved," Su Wen said leisurely, taking a sip of his coffee.

Wang Yan: "..."

I originally wanted to give him a few words of advice not to be careless, but when I thought of the tornado that Su Wen had created yesterday, which even showed signs of being torn apart in the arena's protective shield, I swallowed my words. This young man is actually more cautious than anyone else, but when he does something that seems "risky" to ordinary people, there is no doubt that he is just inexperienced.

"Su Wen, help me beat him up! He's the only one I can't stand in the entire Haotian team!" Wang Dong'er whispered to Su Wen, pointing secretly at the masked man on the field.

Just a few days ago.

This guy strolled over and, taking advantage of his second father's influence, gave her a lecture, saying that girls should respect themselves and that she shouldn't try to play hard to get with Su Wen by stringing him along and getting benefits for herself...

What kind of personality does she have? Naturally, she retorted in public, but the more she thought about it afterward, the angrier she became. Unfortunately, this guy was very strong, and she couldn't beat him, so she used the competition to ask Su Wen to take revenge!
"Um... well."

Su Wen smiled and stroked the girl's hair.

Tang San caught a glimpse of this scene from afar and frowned slightly. To be honest, Wang Dong'er was the bait that he had cast in his true form, so this level of close contact was nothing, as long as she didn't break through the last line of defense. But what really worried him was—that this chosen one of destiny might eat all the bait and then slip away!

Wang Dong'er's role is to keep Su Wen hanging on!

His mission was only complete after he had tamed Su Wen, and he could give her away whenever he wanted... But if he ate her before taming her, wouldn't Tang San have lost both his daughter and his army?!

Not to mention that his divine consciousness, which he had planted in Wang Dong'er's spiritual sea, was devoured by the Silver Dragon King a while ago, and now he can't even contact the God Realm! How can he continue to manipulate this bait? Should he make her recognize him as her father?

"Erming, after this matter, write a letter asking Dong'er to come back," Tang San said coldly.

It's not that the fish aren't biting, but rather that there's a problem with the bait. In that case, let's solve the bait problem first, and then talk about the fish.

The Haotian Sect has a backup plan he left behind, a divine means.

The memory erasure technique can still be performed.

"This is!"

The burly man hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Tang San's sharp gaze, he quickly nodded.

……

The seven members of the Haotian Sect, dressed in short blue robes, were filled with excitement as they faced the overwhelming cheers of the audience.

The Haotian Sect had been closed off for thousands of years. They originally thought they would have to stay in the Haotian Sect for the rest of their lives, but they never expected to be able to participate in the competition and enjoy the respect of thousands of people.

"Both sides step back to the sides, the match...begins!"

"hold head high!"

A phoenix's cry echoed throughout the arena, signaling the start of the final battle of this tournament.

Behind Ma Xiaotao, a phoenix spread its wings, and scorching phoenix fire spread into the air, suddenly raising the surrounding temperature, and met Tang Ju, who was holding the Haotian Hammer.

Ling Luochen remains a support/controller.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuena, Mu Qiu'er, Bei Bei, and Jiang Nannan faced off against the several Soul King figures opposite them.

Gu Yuena and Mu Qiu'er went all out, no longer holding back. The former used her super elemental support and control combined with her own powerful attack with the Silver Dragon Spear, suppressing the level 56 Soul King of the opposing team while also protecting their own weak points—Bei Bei and Jiang Nannan.

The match was fiercely contested.

This lineup is absolutely comparable to a top-tier team match.

But in the arena, there were two figures standing opposite each other.

"Su Wen, perhaps you know some of my deeds from the Silver Dragon King, but I may have some misunderstandings. Dong'er and you are in love, and I will send my blessings after you get married... We shouldn't be enemies." Tang San sincerely extended his palm.

"Blessings?" Su Wen asked with a smile.

"Dong'er is my daughter. You are the young man I have the most faith in. After you become a god, I will pass on the position of the Asura God to you."

Tang San revealed a kind smile.

He truly deserves the title of master of empty promises and is the number one PUA master in the divine realm.

That sincere face might have convinced most people, but Su Wen knew full well that it was all a trap, and Huo Gua was the most qualified to speak on this matter…

"But you shouldn't get involved with Gu Yuena. I have other plans for her." Before he could finish speaking, Tang San had already revealed his true nature and started gesturing wildly.

"Then your divine position is really a hot potato. Compared to all these conditions, I still think the position of Destruction is easier to obtain..." Su Wen said with a smile.

"You..." Tang San said in astonishment.

It feels like my plans have been disrupted.

How did he know about the situation in the God Realm? How did he know that Destruction was his mortal enemy? Did the Silver Dragon King say that? That shouldn't be the case.

"Also, how about we make a bet?" Su Wen grinned.

"What are we betting on?" Tang San frowned. "We're betting on whether you'll die here."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang San was sent flying. The terrifying force made his internal organs churn and his heart pound wildly. He coughed up a mouthful of blood in mid-air. Countless Blue Silver Emperors rose up in the arena, wrapped around his arm, and pulled him back. Otherwise, he would have been eliminated.

What a great speed!

What incredible strength!

Tang San's pupils dilated in shock. In the God Realm, he could vaguely see that this young man's potential was quite terrifying, but he never imagined that he could be this powerful!
It resembles a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

In mid-air, Tang San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked down at Su Wen who was smiling and looking up at him.

They looked at each other from a distance.

But in the next instant, the figure disappeared again.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, his muscles tensed, and he looked around, but a tremendous force came from his back.

Broken ribs!

Tang San felt his body plummeting downwards uncontrollably, a sharp pain shooting through his back, which seemed to go numb. Fortunately, just before hitting the ground, he summoned the Blue Silver Emperor to form a net and catch him...

"Pfft~"

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood and coldly looked at Su Wen in the sky.

The latter stood in mid-air, steadily, eliciting gasps from the audience who looked down at him indifferently.

"We need to get serious now."

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and the eight spider spears on his back were released instantly, tearing through his clothes. Although the sharp and slender spider spears were not at the level of super divine artifacts, they were definitely among the top weapons in the Douluo world after being enhanced by divine power.

He shifted his feet slightly backward and then used the momentum to shoot straight into the sky.

Eight purplish-black spider spears pointed at Su Wen.

"Eight Spider Lances?" Su Wen chuckled.

Without dodging, it transformed into a white meteor and headed straight for Tang San.

"boom!!!"

The ripples of battle spread.

This drew the attention of everyone fighting on the ground.

"An attack of this level... that's at least a Soul Saint level, right?" Ma Xiaotao clicked her tongue in amazement. Although she often tried to scare Su Wen, she was actually the one who backed down first. Now that this guy was even more monstrous, she couldn't be afraid of him in the future...

"Just physical strength alone is so formidable." Tang Ju frowned as she looked at the two figures in the sky. They seemed evenly matched, but in reality, it was the Venerable One fighting with all his might, using his soul skills frequently. The white ape and the dark gold dinosaur bear that the other side had previously relied on for combat power had not appeared. The Venerable One was able to overpower the Venerable One with just physical strength.

They're all kinds of monsters.

He struggled to even handle Ma Xiaotao, let alone have the time to help her.

"Eight Spider Lance?"

Su Wen smiled calmly, his spider spears pressed against his temples and ribs, but made no progress whatsoever. This caused Tang San's smile, which he thought he had seized an opportunity, to slowly freeze.

Tang San was shocked.

No! It's not just speed and strength; his defense is as thick as a soul beast's. You must know that before this Eight Spider Lances arrived, it had devoured several ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts. The spider spears had evolved to a certain extent, and could even easily pierce through the shell of a thirty-thousand-year-old cave demon spider, let alone the flesh of an ordinary person...

how come!
"These are the Eight Spider Lances?" Su Wen asked with interest, holding the two spears pressed against his temples with both hands and grinning.

"what!!!"

Tang San's wails echoed throughout the arena.

The two spider spears shattered instantly; the originally incredibly tough tools were violently broken.

The Eight Spider Spears are external soul bones, which are essentially the same as bones. The pain of having them broken is unimaginable.

"Your honor!"

Tang Ju swallowed hard, and was about to rush to the rescue, but was stopped by Ma Xiaotao with a cold laugh.

"Not bad toxicity." Su Wen raised an eyebrow as he looked at his palm, which was slightly blackened.

"Just admit defeat! Hahahaha!"

Tang San's mouth was covered in blood, but he endured the pain and glared fiercely at Su Wen.

"My toxicity is unparalleled in the world. The Tang Clan is a master of poison making. Even without divine power, this 'concoction' of my own toxicity is enough to kill you within half a day!"

"If we admit defeat now and go find that healing-type Soul Master in the Star Luo Empire, there might still be a chance to save us."

He crushed the Eight Spider Lances, confident he could regenerate them; it would be troublesome, but not insurmountable. However, his opponent was poisoned, and the match was about to end…

But the next moment, Tang San's expression froze.

A vibrant green aura suddenly emerged from Su Wen's body, like a purifying spring, and the intense dark purple between his fingers slowly faded away...

"How can it be?!!"

Tang San was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

"How can it be!"

"Let's finish it."

Su Wen said calmly.

His palm rested on Tang San's chest.

A massive phantom of a snow woman appeared behind them, extending a hand as well. The two whispered together.

"Emperor's Palm: Great Cold without Snow!"

(End of this chapter)