Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

Yes, Fors also refused to participate in the individual challenge. In her words, she didn't think anyone could beat her one-on-one, so she wanted to take on seven opponents at once.

Everyone else's matches were on the second and third days.

The area around Xingluo Stadium was packed with people, and many streets had been closed off. Nan Fusheng and his two companions, relying on their electronic participant badges, finally managed to enter the stadium through the designated participant entrance.

Upon entering the stadium, the first thing he felt was the incredibly enthusiastic atmosphere emanating from the stands.

Cheers rose and fell like crashing waves, the enormous sound making it difficult for people to hear each other even when they were close together.

That was the cheers of 300,000 people!

In the large stadium, competition stages stand next to each other. Each competition stage is protected by a special soul shield to avoid mutual influence or energy escaping.

"What a pity, I haven't fully digested the Sequence 3 potion yet, otherwise this would be a great stage," Nan Fusheng thought to himself, feeling regretful.

Nan Fusheng took out his electronic card and glanced at it. Judging from the current progress of the competition, he would be able to start his match in at most half an hour. His opponent was card number 338. There was no other information available.

"If the opponent is strong, then pretend to be weak; if the opponent is average, then you can't afford to lose."

Nan Fusheng pondered to himself that he would eventually have to visit Shrek Academy's inner courtyard; there were still things he wanted there. At the same time, there was another person he wanted to turn into a clone.

If he succeeds, it will likely provide significant assistance to his soul master clones as they embark on the path to godhood in the future.

As for how to distinguish the strength of an opponent, Nan Fusheng also has his own set of judgments, which is to see if the opponent is a One-Word Battle Armor Master.

With the exceptions of Kailufa and Fors, most one-word battle armor masters must have a cultivation level of at least Soul King, otherwise their bodies cannot withstand the burden of the battle armor.

If the opponent is a one-word battle armor master, then Nan Fusheng will take the initiative to admit defeat when he forces the opponent to reveal their battle armor. After all, it is difficult for a spirit-type soul master to fight a powerhouse comparable to a soul saint.

In this situation, others don't say much; they just assume he's unlucky.

"I hope my first opponent isn't too strong."

Although I don't plan to play seriously, I still have to achieve something. I need to play at least two or three matches, then face a strong opponent, and finally admit defeat.

Before long, Nan Fusheng's number was called in the stadium. Nan Fusheng waved to Tang Wulin and Na'er and went to the check-in area to register.

Competition stage number 444, contestant number 444. As Nan Fusheng stepped onto the stage, he couldn't help but have a strange feeling. His luck seemed to be running out today; four ≈ death, which wasn't a good number!

When Nan Fusheng stepped onto the arena, the surrounding soul-guided shield had not yet been raised. Hearing the thunderous cheers, Nan Fusheng felt that the sounds were so grating.

If a normal person were to participate, they would probably be influenced by the high spirits of the audience and start getting excited themselves.

But Nan Fusheng was different; his powerful mental strength naturally made him immune to such emotions.

At this moment, a figure leaped up from opposite Nan Fusheng and stepped onto the competition stage. This was undoubtedly his opponent in the first match of the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, number 338.

However, when he saw his opponent, Nan Fusheng's gaze began to turn strange.

She was a girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. She was not tall and appeared rather petite.

She wore a green short skirt that accentuated her shapely figure. She had a cute face, short dark blue hair with a yellow crown on top and two long strands tied down her back.

Barefoot, with a leg ring as decoration between her legs, seemingly to make herself look like an adult, and her fingers and toes were painted with red nail polish.

"Listen up, you over there! My name is Yun Li, and I'm the one who's going to beat you up." The match hadn't even started yet, and the girl on the other side was already yelling at Nan Fusheng.

Nan Fusheng scanned the area with his spiritual power. "Alright, judgment complete. A non-mainstream little devil."

Is the preliminary round held by the Star Luo Empire really this casual?

It's unbelievable that a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl could break in.

Nan Fusheng had easily seen through the girl's background with a casual sweep of his spiritual power: a three-ring Soul Master. She was probably the contestant with the lowest cultivation level in this elimination round.

Chapter 330 The Female Ghost Yun Li

The girl named Yun Li in front of him gave Nan Fusheng a feeling of déjà vu.

Oh! I remember now! When I first met Xie Xie, he seemed to have this same expression, like someone who hadn't been through the harsh realities of life.

Although the little girl in front of me is quite cute, the arrogant expression on her face is exactly the same as Xie Xie's back then. Therefore, the little devil is definitely not going to escape.

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything? Are you looking down on me?"

Across from her, seeing that Nan Fusheng remained unmoved by her words, the girl named Yun Li seemed to be angered and looked at Nan Fusheng with a dissatisfied expression.

"Very well, then I'll definitely show you how powerful I am later."

Hearing the shouts from the other side, Nan Fusheng remained expressionless. At the same time, he made up his mind that he absolutely could not lose this match; his opponent was merely a Soul Master. If he lost, he probably wouldn't be able to survive in the Soul Master world anymore.

Most importantly, this kind of disobedient little devil should be properly disciplined and made to experience the harsh realities of society and understand the dangers of the world.

Kid, I'm going to turn you into a cream puff. *cough cough* Of course, that's just a joke.

The light shield slowly rose, followed by an electronic voice announcing, "Round 1 of the knockout stage: Player 444 versus Player 338. Ready? Countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, begin!"

There are no rules in the game; the referee watches from the sidelines, and the game ends once a winner is determined.

As the match began, Yun Li, facing Nan Fusheng, immediately released her martial soul, which turned out to be a giant sword, a sword that looked even larger than her entire body.

Yun Li, number 338, comes from a prestigious family in the Star Luo Empire. Her grandfather was a general in the Star Luo Empire.

At the same time, her family was also a forging family, responsible for supplying various forging metals to the Star Luo Empire for generations. Therefore, her family was quite famous throughout the Star Luo Empire.

She secretly signed up for the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition without telling her family.

She had no ulterior motive; she simply wanted to participate in the competition and exchange skills with geniuses from other regions of the Star Luo Continent.

Although she was somewhat angry that Nan Fusheng ignored her, she wouldn't lose her mind because of it. The opponents who made it to the knockout stage couldn't be weak, so she had to take it seriously.

Three purple spirit rings rose from beneath Yun Li's bare white feet. As a descendant of a prestigious family, she had received considerable training since childhood.

"First Soul Skill: Sinking Edge and Defilement." This is clearly an amplification-type Soul Skill.

Yun Li was the first to use her soul skill. With the amplification of Chenfeng Ligou, her attack power increased by a full 100%.

"Take this, the winds will turn and the sun will rise again."

Yun Li, wielding a greatsword, attacked Nan Fusheng with a mysterious gait, her bare white feet moving with incredible speed. This wasn't a soul skill, but rather her family's inherited sword technique. Many powerful families possess their own unique strengths, and Yun Li's family was clearly among them.

"First Soul Skill: Time Stealing".

Four purple spirit rings also rose beneath Nan Fusheng's feet. He had concealed these rings by deceiving his mentor; otherwise, his fourth ten-thousand-year spirit ring and his fifth green spirit ring would have been exposed. He didn't want to attract too much attention.

So, Nan Fusheng activated a fake first soul skill. Before Yun Li could even get close to Nan Fusheng, she felt a wave of dizziness and accidentally let go of the giant sword she was holding.

Then, losing his balance, he fell face-first to the ground.

"Peng!"

Nan Fusheng felt a pang of pity seeing her fall face-first to the ground; it must have hurt terribly. However, he didn't consider catching the girl, as he didn't know what tricks she might have up her sleeve.

To make it to this elimination round with the strength of a three-ring Soul Master, Yun Li must have some skills. At least from Nan Fusheng's perspective, it's best not to underestimate her.

result……

"The match is over, number 444 wins." After the referee ran onto the stage to check Yun Li's breathing and found that she was alright, he immediately announced the result of the match.

"Very well, she's just a lucky little brat who made it to the knockout stage." Nan Fusheng silently labeled Yun Li.

"I was lucky in the first round; the opponents I drew were relatively weak."

He thought Yun Li had some tricks up her sleeve, but this is all she has?

"Etc., etc!"

As soon as he stepped off the competition stage, a series of loud noises came from behind him. Nan Fusheng turned around and saw that it was the girl named Yun Li who had called out to him.

"Is there a problem?"

"Um, um," Yun Li said somewhat awkwardly after hearing Nan Fusheng's words, "Could you tell me your name?"

"Nan Fusheng".

“Nan Fusheng? Alright, I’ll remember your name.” Yun Li pointed at Nan Fusheng. “I lost this time, but I will definitely focus on my cultivation from now on. If I meet you again next time, I will definitely not lose again.”

"Then I look forward to our next match." Nan Fusheng waved casually and prepared to walk towards the contestant's passage. Since he wasn't from the Star Luo Continent anyway, and it was uncertain whether they would meet again, he readily agreed.

"Alright, Nan Fusheng, you better remember this. Next time we meet, I will definitely beat you up." Yun Li seemed very serious and said to Nan Fusheng with a frank expression.

"She has a very frank personality." Nan Fusheng added another label to Yun Li: a frank little devil.

"By the way, is this a custom here? Do you like to fight barefoot?"

Nan Fusheng suddenly turned around, looked at Yun Li's pair of small, white feet, and asked curiously, "You're a Soul Master now, surely you can afford shoes?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Nan Fusheng's words, Yun Li's face turned bright red, her little feet wiggled restlessly, and finally she looked at Nan Fusheng and said in a trembling voice, "I...I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

"Am I that kind of person? What kind of person am I?" Nan Fusheng was suddenly puzzled.

Yun Li blushed and said, "You pervert, you foot fetishist!" After saying that, Yun Li immediately ran away, her face still red.

Grandpa once said that there are always some people in this world who like to stare at other people's feet, especially the feet of beautiful young girls. He told her to be careful when she goes out.

Yun Li: "He was staring at my feet the whole time. He must be the kind of person Grandpa was talking about."

Grandpa also said that there is a general term for people like this: foot fetishists.

Nan Fusheng: Black guy with a question mark face · JPG.

No, why do you scold me when I kindly remind you? You really are a little devil.

……

With a puzzled look on his face, Nan Fusheng returned to the contestant passage and waited for Tang Wulin and Na'er's battle to end. Since he had only defeated a Soul Master, no one paid attention to him. At most, they thought he was just lucky to have been matched with a weak opponent.