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

Chapter 233 One Strike Instantly Destroys the Ghostly Demon, Qian Renxue Arrives (Second Update)

"Buzz!"

The entire sky seemed to dim for a moment.

Immediately, white mist rose, and ice spread rapidly from Su Wen's feet outwards, covering half the mountaintop with a layer of white frost.

Countless disciples stared blankly at the frost spreading beneath their feet and the slowly rising white mist.

This was clearly a contest between disciples, so how come... the headmaster started it?!
"No!" Chrysanthemum Douluo exclaimed in terror.

From his perspective, a huge pale blue ripple emanated from behind the old ghost, as if striking a cow across a mountain. Su Wen's seemingly ordinary palm strike dealt tons of damage.

Behind Su Wen, a stunningly beautiful female silhouette stood, making the same gesture.

The gap over ten thousand years seems to be reflected not only in the age limit of the competition (now it is under twenty-five years old), but also in the strength gap between people of the same level. If ordinary titled Douluo from ten thousand years later were to fight to the death, the winner would probably be ten thousand years later.

After all, the appearance of a Soul Core is a huge boost for a titled player.

Therefore, a level 95 ghost would probably only be around level 92 or 93 ten thousand years from now, and if it were an evil soul master, it would probably only be around level 91.

This is for Su Wen.

too weak……

Not to mention that it was Snow Empress's final form that delivered the attack.

He was really holding back, afraid that if he beat someone to death, there would be no fun left.

"Old Ghost, Old Ghost, are you alright?!" Chrysanthemum Douluo was in a panic, not even bothering to raise his pinky finger, and hurriedly checked on the ghost who had turned into an ice sculpture.

The sudden scene shocked everyone.

Yue Guan never expected him to make a direct move, and this decisive strike was just the tip of the iceberg. He looked at Su Wen with a look of surprise and uncertainty, probably because this "old friend" was a level 98 or even level 99, a top-tier existence on the continent!

Both he and the old ghost were blind.

The three members of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation were even more dumbfounded. They naturally knew of Ghost's formidable strength. After all, he was in charge of criminal law and was the Pope's right-hand man. How could he be weak?

But this one was able to instantly kill the Ghost Elder...

Who is this top expert again?
Even Yan, who had just been disdainful of the Heaven Dou Empire's Royal Academy, now obediently lowered his head, afraid of displeasing this person and being frozen into an ice sculpture.

"I froze the blood vessels in his limbs with ice. They will dissipate automatically in three hours, but he'll probably have to stay in bed for a while," Su Wen said with a light laugh. He then walked past Chrysanthemum Douluo and sat down on an empty chair.

Yan, Hu Liena, and Xie Yue, who had previously been arrogant, became like obedient children in front of Su Wen, standing ramrod straight and daring not to make the slightest move.

"What, still standing? Do you have a problem with me?" Su Wen tapped the armrest of his chair quietly, his smile gradually fading as he looked at Yue Guan: "Or are you planning to use your Martial Soul Fusion Technique to deal with me?"

"You've misunderstood, how could I dare..." Yue Guan forced a smile, but it looked worse than crying.

"You also followed Xunji, didn't you?" Su Wen looked at Yue Guan with great interest.

"Yes." The latter nodded obsequiously.

Have you ever seen me before?

"Back when I was still a Contra Master, I think I saw you once from afar." Yue Guan trembled all over. If he wanted to live, he would probably have to prove that he had been with Qian Xunji. So he racked his brains and began to fill in some unfounded "evidence" to make his claim of being with Qian Xunji more convincing.

"..." Su Wen shook his head and smiled.

Even if Qian Xunji were to jump out of his coffin and desperately try to clarify that he didn't know him, everyone would still suspect Qian Xunji first.

A chill ran through Yue Guan's heart. What did that head shake mean? Could it be that he realized she was lying?

“Go back and tell Bibi Dong.” Su Wen took a sip of the still-steaming tea that had been served earlier. “If you’re going to test someone, do it yourself. What kind of skill is it to send some lowly soldiers? Why not send people from the Hall of Offerings? Is it because she doesn’t have the ability to command them?”

"Heh, the so-called Pope is just a figurehead," Su Wen said leisurely.

But while he dared to say it, everyone around him pretended to be stupid, wishing they could cover their ears; they dared not listen!
The big shots dare to make arbitrary judgments; their strength speaks for itself. If they're in a bad mood, they can even reprimand the Pope at will, and they can tear off any pretense of decency without hesitation. But... they probably won't be silenced, right?
Moreover, how could they possibly hear about the most crucial secrets within the Spirit Hall?

"So you're saying I slandered Bibi Dong?"

Everyone's pupils suddenly contracted.

He swallowed hard.

Yan, Xie Yue, and the other two wished they could disappear into the ground; they really didn't want to be asked this life-or-death question!

Su Wen smiled and looked at Yue Guan, "Hmm?"

Yue Guan wanted to cry but had no tears. Under the pressure of Su Wen's invisible aura, she stiffly shook her head.

"Tsk, they'll say anything to save their lives." Su Wen waved his hand, somewhat bored, and then turned his gaze to the Golden Generation: "This is the Golden Generation cultivated by the Spirit Hall?"

“Exactly.” Yue Guan quickly nodded, eager to change the subject.

"too weak."

Su Wen said softly.

Yueguan: "..."

Judging the past by the standards of ten thousand years in the future? Not at all. After all, Su Wen is still a top-tier figure ten thousand years in the future, so he is qualified to say that Su Wen is bad.

"Since it's an exchange competition, let's begin." Su Wen raised his chin.

"The three of us will face six of them. We're not adding any substitutes!" Yan couldn't help but say.

"Okay!" Su Wen smiled.

"do not let me down."

After saying that, he glanced at Dugu Yan and the others. Class 1 of Tiandou was eager to try. After all, there was an age difference. At this time, the golden generation was about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, but Class 1 of Tiandou was only about nineteen years old on average.

"It's so lively, Uncle Su, why didn't you call me..."

A tall and elegant figure appeared in everyone's sight. Yue Guan was stunned for a moment, then secretly mouthed a few words to Qian Renxue, who nodded, indicating that everything was up to her.

She knew that Su Wen was not interested in the Spirit Hall or the faction led by her mother, and even seemed to be targeting them for some reason. However, she knew that Su Wen was only good to her. The girl's little thoughts were a little excited and proud, but she managed to hide them well.

"Your Highness," Meng Shenji and the others quickly stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"The Spirit Hall has an exchange competition, how could it leave me out?" "Xue Qinghe" sat smilingly beside Su Wen, her attitude quite intimate. But this was probably a way for "His Highness the Crown Prince" to win people over. Since both of them were male, even if outsiders saw it, they would only sigh at how clever His Highness the Crown Prince's methods were.

"Uncle Su, please forgive them both," Qian Renxue pleaded softly.

Clearly, she realized that Su Wenke was not limited to this.

If she doesn't step in, there's likely an even bigger storm brewing for Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

(End of this chapter)